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 "You know... I'm not...the one you love...so...that's why...it's time for me... to leave......" -Zelos
"You know... I'm not...the one you love...so...that's why...it's time for me... to leave......" -Zelos
There have been so many things that have happened to me in the past, present, and future, that I have had a hard time remembering them all. For a vampire, that would seem unbearably stupid; I mean, we live forever, so our brains should be mais adept at handling the hardcore memories. At times I actually thought I remembered my childhood, or even WWI if I took a deep thought into it. But no, the only thing that came into my mind as clearly as the darkness that surrounds me now is this:
Chloe's eyes.
Chloe Cassalani, the one person I knew from the start upon meeting, was a threat to me. The instant she saw me in that clearing, drinking from a dead human's body, I knew there was no way to let her go. So, instead of doing what my screaming instincts told me what to do, (KILL HER, KILL HER!!!) I ended up following her, wanting to know mais about her. Of course I knew what was happening at the school; my three best friends were in charge of it all. But I had no clue that dork-face Mallovick had anything to do with it. Out of fear, I hid myself in her room. That's how I found out the truth. Her blood was so lucious to my throat, so light and free, that I had no choice but to put warning on her; just like I had done many years ago, which worked in fact. I made sure that the emblem, that cursed emblem, was bolted deep inside that smashed piece of wood of the cabin. I wanted her to listen to the legend that followed it, leave this place, leave me. Maybe, after some time, she would realize that she needed to become a proper vampire, not be in that wretched school and being consumed like those other kids with the lies and hate that was clouding their oxygen at this very moment. I didn't want her to become like me.
But just like Chloe would be, she really did follow upon the legend, and stuck too it. por the time I wanted to tell her to stop, she already met that fiend Joshua, and he told her all about me. That was a threat upon not just me, but Marcus, Dimitri, and Adrian.
But of course, what I'm telling you is only a summary of what I've been through. The chaotic wars that follow is something not even vampires, werewolves, or even daemons want to go through. Because the time of war is now.
Humans, watch your back.
Why I Was Going To Quit After 10 Years - Charla Lauriston via FilmCourage.com.
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posted by ZekiYuro
San Francisco is a very cool place.It's the início of hippies and 'flower power',and it's full of friendly,relaxed people.It's also one of the USA's most attractive cities.


Facing the Pacific Ocean to the west and San Francisco baía to the north and east,it's famous for its hills with their fantastic views of the Bay,and its beautiful bridges.It's a perfect base for a holiday,close to the Napa Valley,home of the Californian wine industry,and a few hours'drive from the mountains of the Sierra Nevada.
The best way to explore San Francisco is on foot.Walk slowly through North Beach,with its relaxed...
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posted by CullenProperty
"I'd like a room please," Nick tells the front escrivaninha, mesa clerk. The old lady give both of us a look over and bolsa her lips then rolls her eyes.
"ID please," she tells us, "both of you," she looks at me.
"Mine's in the car, I'll be right back," I tell Nick, smiling at the lady.
I come back and the lady is defeated, she really didn't think I had one, but I showed her! She gives my drivers license back with a roll of the eyes and watches me as Nick fills out the paperwork.
"What's the license plate, Grace?" he asks.
My mouth drops and my eyes nearly fall out of my head. I turn around so the lady...
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SAD

When I was ten years old and i was playing b-ball and i broke my foot so we waited till the seguinte day,my grama tok me cuz my mom and dad had to work,so we went and got the cast.
Then my grama&me went to a store it was right seguinte to wal-mart and we walked around then i had to go to the bath room,the store had no bath room,so i told my grama and she still had to pay for her stuff so she said just go,so i walked in my bran-new crutches never used them before.
when i walked in the store i tripped on the stupid wal-mart rugg,i could not get up and i new my grama was not going to be here...
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There once lived a princess named Eleanor. She was a very beautiful and intelligent young girl. Yet, she was unhappy.
Everybody kept telling her, that she had everything she could’ve ever needed or wanted: the beauty, the brains, the fortune and a young, mighty prince to whom she was supposed to get married to. And they were right. In theory, the young princess’ life seemed perfect. But in reality, it was far from it.
The princess felt alone and scared, even when she was surrounded por people and was completely safe. And her prince. He didn’t make her happy. But not because he didn’t...
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It was a leaf-fall dia and Dovewing padded out of the camp with Ivypool, Lionblaze, Cinderheart & Toadstep... She as going on a hunting patrol.
The dark forest battle had just finished and the gatos were trying to get over the coração break of Hollyleaf, Ferncloud & Firestar. It was hard especially for Sandstorm, Leafpool and Squirrelflight..
Because Sandstorm was Firestar's mate and his two children werre Leafpool and Squirrelflight.
So it was mainly hard for them and Leafpool had also lost her daughter, so two deaths in one day. Ivypool had killed Hawkfrost and Tigerstar died because...
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posted by iHelloUniverse
Everyone is staring at me, I know from as I look up from my worn-out black converse, hearing them whispering and laughing to their friends. I pull up my Black Veil Brides's bag further up my shoulder, fearing of what I will be leitura on my locker this afternoon. In my tracks, I stop in the line of my locker, seeing insults that make me want to self-harm then and there.

Hang yourself
You're a fag
Overdose on pills
Worthless
Suicidal freak

My eyes locked on the notes. The words mocking me as they make me read them over and over until someone spoke, "Like our notes?" Laughter burst out as I turned...
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posted by Cries_Bloodlova
Part one
love
Laughter filled the air as I ate the last reminders of pão with the amor of my life. Iza Reffile. We sat outside on the corner away from most people like the way we always did. It was moments like this that I wish would last forever. But they don’t. Iza was a very shy the girl who never said a word to anybody not even me. I remember the night that we met. a cold rain fell. I was walking from the bakery. it was late at night. Most people where in there beds asleep. When I start to here yelling.
The yelling was vicious and loud. Then a little girl about four years younger then...
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I sat alone.

No one came up to me, none asked if anything was wrong.

I sat alone.

In the corner, where everyone saw but no one noticed.

I sat alone.

I had no friends, I was not ‘cool’ enough for them.

I sat alone.

No one knew my mother had just died from cancer, no one cared.

I sat alone.

Surrounded por my thoughts, but no people. por my words, but no friends.

I sat alone.

Until a girl came and sat por me.

I sat with a girl.

She turned to me and smiled warmly, “Hello.”

I sat with a friend.
posted by hgfan5602
Every weekend, I sleep late, like every normal teenager. Problem is, my annoying little brother wakes up at like what? 6:30 every morning? Yeah. And he dumps a bucket of water filled with ice in it on my face if I don't wake up at 6:30. What a nuisance. Otherwise, if I go hangout with my friends before he gets up. he says, "Mrs. Mellark! Going out with your boyfriend?" Yeah, I like Peeta, as a matter of fact, if you didn't know before. Personal opinion, you'll live with it. What a strange little kid. No idea where he learned what a boyfriend was, but fine. The major thing that makes me mad...
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Yo, everyone. Chase here. You know, Jake's been atuação all strange lately like he's hiding something from me. And I don't like it. I don't see how anyone would. I thought we were a team. And I thought he said that I was just as great as he was. Now, this proves that he was totally lying. What a fraud. Okay, I found out something today that might be useful to the two of us. Well, that is, if Jake even wants to work with me. I saw his light on yesterday night. Face it, he's probably researching something about the mutant serpent. Am I right? Well, yes, I thought so. You know, I am telepathic....
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posted by shenelopefan
Carta de un corazón roto

"El nombre de la persona a la que dedico este escrito,

Es un nombre que no me permito decir cuando estoy sola"

¿Tienes idea de lo que es, verte cada día, y en tus ojos no encontrar lo que yo sí te daría? ¿Tienes acaso alguna idea de lo que es no haberte superado? Por más que lo he intentado, aún no haberte olvidado. ¿Sabes lo que es hacer rimas con tu nombre y no encontrar palabras, no encontrar acordes? Quisiera yo contarte, todo esto que escribo, pero ya es demasiado tarde, ya te has ido, amor mío. Los años se me pasan, sin que tú estés conmigo. Aunque quería...
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posted by r-pattz
A/N: Okay, well this is mais of an idea than an actual story, but I just couldn't sleep one night, and having the strange mind I possess, this came out of my insomnia. If it's not too much trouble, some feedback would be sweet, mostly 'cause I'm curious to see what you guys think of it. And as a disclaimer, no I don't actually believe in limbo, but it does interest me. ;)

Limbo

She had no idea what exactly was happening, or why it was happening to her, of all people.

Her head was spinning and her eyes couldn’t focus on any of the blurs of color than raced in and out of her line of sight. They...
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posted by hotfudgebrownie
Heys guys, this story is made por me (hotfudgebrownie) and llrulez!! :D:D hope you like it.

Chapter #1
My life. My life isn’t ordinary. it’s too complicated .it all started when…Wait! I almost forgot. Im eliza steel.everyone knows me as liz.im 16 and very athletic . I know a little bit of karate from a few classes I had taken when I was little.. I have a little sister,Dani,who is just 11 but a little too smart for her age.my best friend stasha is extremely intelligent. She won a national award but forget about that .more important ,my story.but before you read any further stop and think....
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posted by ace1317
This is the first story i have ever let anybody read before. Some of my friends have told me it was good and i need to posted it. so here it is i hope you like it........

I was running through a pitch black tunnel, the cold wind whipping through my jacket. Then an evil voice said. “Run u pathetic, worthless, creature run!!!” then the voice would break out in evil laughter. Something grabbed my legs I fell face first on to the cold hard tile. The creature starting snaking up my body forcing the air from my lungs. I woke up screaming. I ran into the bathroom and splashed water on my face....
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posted by r260897
Zean, the famous estrela of música world came back with his Zeal (his guitar) and his famous UKK band after a live performance. He sat in front of a big mirror removing his make up. His ears were active with the chatter of his mates who were busy in talking about another band. He turned back with a big a smile as if he wanted to say something but he didn’t. he saw a small boy running and then he stood up and ran behind him he ran and ran and ran until he found himself surrounded por white light and some noise in which he could hear “so you are Zean…. Haaahaaaaa look at him his….” Zean,,...
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posted by Luna-Lacrimosa
Built For Sin
Darkness poured into the hybrid's room, filling the room with great depression. Rain drops made little trails down the window, almost like tears, down the cool glass surface of the window. Luna still needed to respostas to her questions. Why was she here? What does she need to do? Why did her coração finally feel warm after what Hades told her about Leon's feelings?! The respostas never showed up to her, no matter what she thought or did.
A big bewilderment sigh danced in the cool quiet air of the depressed dark room. Luna crashed her head into her hands and grabbed a hold of her hair...
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posted by candlegirlsmile
In a foggy night ,
On a foggy dia ,
Following the light ,
Running far away .

There was a little car ,
Driven por two children ,
Made out of plastic and gum ,
With a fake license number .

And the car was the product
Of one’s imagination,
It was the guide through the forest
Of his life’s interpretation.

And the forest was dark
And hunted por lobos ,
Full of tears and pain
And of smiles went to vain.

And this kid was an orphan,
Slowly rushing through life ,
Searching for his mother ,
Waiting to be held tight.

He is lost and scared ,
Yet unstoppable ,
Cause all his life he’s spent
Walking through that forest.

We ain’t all lucky and rich
Or have families.
The truth is we only have ourselves,
To make our own journies.

This orphan’s an example
For those who don’t know ,
That that forest is the rode
We all have to go on .
posted by breebree446
 1st Person = I, we, me, us, my, mine, our, ours. 2nd Person = you, your, yours. 3rd Person = he, she, it, they, him, her, it, them, his, her, hers, it, their, theirs.
1st Person = I, we, me, us, my, mine, our, ours. 2nd Person = you, your, yours. 3rd Person = he, she, it, they, him, her, it, them, his, her, hers, it, their, theirs.
First Person

First person composição literária is when the characters is speaking directly toward another person(You). You use words like "I", "Mine", "We", "Us." The character is telling the story to you themselves.

Second Person

Third person is the exact opposite. Instead of the character talking to you, the narrator is talking about the character. Your main words are "You", and "Your."

Third Person

Third person is almost similar to segundo person. The narrator is talking to you, but instead they use words like "He", "She", "It", and "They." Third person books often have the most detail.

For mais detailed descriptions, go to: link
posted by mari_giovani
This is a short story, based on a song. The song's kinda spoilerish so i'm gonna put its link at the end.
Ps: i just finished this so it probably has some typing and pontuaction mistakes...I'll review and editar later! :)

There he was once again, holding his knees in his arms, on the corner of that sofá that he often tries to forget, and across from him, his terapist sat, cleaning her glasses with a tissue as she had his file on her lap, tried to, for the yet unknown, last time, understand and help him.
"So how are you today, Jason? I'm glad to see that you're looking for the help that you need."...
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