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posted by tayandkris4evr
Third part. Comment, fan, but above all... enjoy. :)

Recap

“Where am I going to take care of you then, Tye?” I ask, already worried for my new little brother. That’s how I thought of him anyway, a little brother! I’ve always wanted one.

“Not sure… Let’s pretend we’re orphans and walk around see if anyone has the coração to take us in.” He snickers. He really is my brother! I laugh then knuckle bump with him.

“Hey, I get a new name now, right? I’ve always liked the name Dean, can I be Dean?” I asked excitedly. I need to start atuação like a guy, puh…

“Ha ha! That sounds cool!” He says then claps for me. I pick him up and set him on my shoulders, just like a big brother would… the scene almost made me cry.

(Do you guys like the recaps? If not tell me.)

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Me and Tye wound up on Blackstone street, it’s said to be the busiest rua in my town. As expected, people were crowding the streets, selling jewelry and fruits and many other things. I let Tye off my shoulders and he walked por me. He pulled on my sleeve after about 10 minutos of walking.

“Walk like a guy, and look handsome, maybe we can get some girls to take us in.” He whispered in my ear, then he let go and continued to walk ahead of me.

I thought about that for awhile trying to think of what I thought a hot guy looked like. Lean, slouchy, white shirt, jacket, black jeans, big glasses, converse. I don’t have any of that except lean. AGH! Instead of brooding over it any more, I gained some confidence and tried walking like a guy. I tried to look upset too, or else people would think I’m happy being homeless… no way am I being happy like this. Suddenly I remember about Tye’s cat ears and his tail, what am I thinking?! I run up to him and turn him around, he was smiling still covered in dirt.

“Have you lost your mind? What if these people see your ears and tail?” I hiss violently at him, my two big hands on his tiny shoulders. My eyes were big and my mouth was gaping, as I thought of what these people around me must be thinking. Instead of freaking out like me, Tye giggles.

“They can’t see my ears or my tail, I look like a human to them. But, you must be wondering why you see me with cat ears and a tail.” He snickers and then puts his hands on his hips and sways from side to side.

“Tell me you little squirt!” I make a face at him and then he happily sighs.

“What is your zodiac animal?” Tye asks, totally off topic. Is he trying to make me mad? I swear… if he’s just pushing my buttons I won’t hesitate to soco him.

“The cat. Oh…okay.” I say, getting it. How weird, I wonder if everyone’s twin is like their zodiac animal.

“Excuse me.” I hear a woman’s voice say. I turn around to see a woman, she’s tall and has long brown curly hair. She’s wearing thick rimmed rectangle glasses and a smile. Her small baby face rosy red. She seemed to be in her early twenties.

“Yes?” I ask, hoping she was wanting to take us in.

“Are you two orphans?” My coração skipped a beat, while my brain rejoiced with the rest of my organs inside my body.

“Yeah…” Tye says sadly, his voice seemed to drip with misery. I wanted to hug him so badly, but I contained myself.

“You don’t have a home, do you? Would you like to come live with me?” She said sweetly, the bright turquoise eyes brimming with tears on the other side of her glasses.

“That would be wonderful, miss. Thank you so much. I’ve been trying to look after my little brother all this time-- and…” I fake hiccupped and rubbed my eyes.

“Aw… It’s okay.” She hugged me, and surprisingly her head almost fit under my chin. It felt weird being so tall… Instead I tried to put my chin on her shoulder, but that didn’t work either. Then I tried to just hold my head up, but then my neck started to cramp. So then, I just dropped my head and my forehead rested on her shoulder. How can boys do it? Hugging is so hard…

Tye hugged both of us around the waist, he made sniffling sounds as he buried his face into my ribs.

“Well, let’s go then. Hop into the car.” She sniffled, then went into her pocket only to pull out a silk handkerchief that she delicately put to the corners of her eyes.

Both Tye and I gasp when we see a Koenigsegg CCX pull up seguinte to the woman who hugged us. Who is she the president?! I scream at the topo, início of my lungs inside my head. I look at Tye and from my perspective, It looks like he’s going through the same thing I am. Complete and utter mystification. Also four words, that kept running in my head like a cat chasing a mouse. ‘We are so lucky.’

***

I look out of the back assento window as the woman’s chauffer drives. It seems like we’ve been on the same straight line road for an entire hour. Then the road becomes engulfed in trees, we drive in the trees for about ten minutes, then the road widens and the opening reveals a castle. I swear to you it was a castle. It was big, gray, and it was like five stories high. It reminded me of an old high school. The windows were large and very decorative on the outside. There was a large cement area in front of it, about the size of a parking lot. It has a large cement mural around it. Then there was grama for miles, then a forest beyond that small cement fence. The castelo seemed to have three parts. One was the size of a very large house, to the left connected to that house part was what seemed like a wing. It was in the shape of an L. To the right of the house figure was a smaller part, I think it was the garage. Anyways, this place is amazing, like out of a fairytale. That’s what my life is beginning to feel like. A fairytale…

The car pulls up seguinte to the huge front door, flanked por two white ribbed columns. Edged with dark wood. The door itself is a master piece. I could stare at it all dia and find new ways to trace my finger along the wood for hours. It’s handle is curved like an snake, bronze and antiqued.

I pull on the handle of the car then push the door with my leg. I slip out and gently shut the door behind me. I look up at the large balcony above the front door, putting my hands in the pockets of my baggy camo pants that were now almost shorts on me. My tight white camisa was even tighter than tight now, so tight it hurt. I stretch, reaching for the sky, then look behind me. Tye was walking around the back and the woman was walking around front. I walk over to the woman and ask - with ’tears’ in my eyes.

“What’s your name, ma’am? I’m Dean and my little brother’s name is Tye.” I say, looking down at her eyes. Gyaaah! It feels so weird being tall!

“Dean and Tye. What lovely names! I’m Kaitlyn Montahue.” She said warmly, gesturing towards the door. Montahue… I feel like I’ve heard that name before. Odd.

“Go ahead and go in, I’ve got to get something from the car.” Miss Montahue says, then hurriedly goes back to the car, her heels clacking against the cement.

I turn around, and take one step inside. I look down and there’s a large rug, beautifully designed, hand sewn, and antique, yet it says ‘Welcome Home’. I think about that for awhile wondering if anyone had thought to make a welcome início mat back then. Probably, I shouldn’t think about things too much. Tye walks in behind me, I hear a subtle gasp as he looks around stunned.

“Hey, aren’t you covered in dirt? Here let me…” I say, picking him up onto my shoulders. I’m surprisingly even stronger now than when I was a girl.

The inside hall where we entered had two stair cases on either sides of the walls that led up. In the middle was a large fountain, the fonte was round and had three levels at the topo, início level a little spurt of water came out and flowed onto the lower levels. I saw a man with clean cut black hair, and rimless glasses. He was dressed in a butler’s tux and carrying some papers. He came down the right staircase mumbling something to himself looking at the papers and fixing his glasses.

He looks up to see me and Tye standing there, completely dumbfounded. He stands there for a segundo looking at us.

“Oh, hi! I’m Clark, the butler. Who are you?” He says happily, fixing his glasses again and shuffling the papers around.

I just stood there, staring. He was so cute… The way he smiled and fixed his glasses. Adora-- What am I thinking? I’m a guy now! I came out of my stupor and smiled warmly, then began my sob story. I take a breath but before I can begin to say anything, Tye starts to talk.

“We were orphans but Miss Montahue picked us up and invited us here.” He said it happily, as if he were born smiling. Born smiling… I grumbled in my head about happiness.

“Oh, I see. So, what are your names?” He asks, curious, still smiling.

“I’m Dean.” I say softly. I feel so weird. I’m taller than him but.. Gyaah!

“And, I’m Tye!” The little bundle of sun and giggles yelled upon my shoulders.

“Well, nice to meet you, Dean and Tye.” Clark said, just as the front door opened revealing Miss Montahue with a large brown envelope clutched in her hands. I was about to say ‘Welcome back’ before I heard a loud and happy someone yell at the topo, início of his lungs.

“Welcome home, miss!” I turned to see Clark with his arms opened wide. The papers laying in his left hand, balanced on his palm.

Tye and I just turned to look at Miss Montahue’s reaction when she said happily

“Thank you, Clark.” She starts to walk over to the door to my right, but then she stops to look at Clark again.

“Oh, can you show these two around and give them the guest rooms upstairs?” She says questioningly. “I’ve got to go do some paper work then mail this out. I’ll be in my office.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Clark replies then cheerfully says “Follow me, boys.” He starts to turn around and head back up the stairs he went down.

“Uh. Oh. Yeah. ‘Kay.” I say, coming out of my daze, when Tye hits me on the head. I pay no attention to him as I follow Clark up the stairs. I easily scale the stairs taking two at a time, like it was a regular thing to do. I held on to Tye’s little feet, as I glanced at the walls. Large colorful paintings of aleatório stuff hung there, I could’ve stared at it but I adjusted my gaze to the back of Clark’s head.

We turned left when we reached the topo, início of the stairs. A golden afternoon light shone through the giant stained glass windows along the right side of the hallway. The warmth on my arms was a great feeling, I remember sitting on my roof watching the sunsets when I was still Mary and not Dean. We passed lot’s of doors and end tables with expensive looking vases and flores and other antiques on them. Finally, Clark went into his pocket then pulled out a small key, it was very old looking and bronze. I walked up seguinte to him, gazing at the huge mahogany door with awe.

“This will be your room, Tye.” Clark stated handing the key to Tye above my head. Tye giggled then hopped off my shoulders with ease, landing softly on the wood floors.

“All mine? Really?” Tye asked in excitement almost… almost bouncing off the walls. I laughed softly then ruffled his hair.

“Of course.” Clark smiles, then fixes his glasses with the hand that isn’t holding the mound of papers. Again, my breath hesitates in my chest from Clark’s smile. I force myself to think ‘I am a boy, I am a boy, I am a boy’. I brush my cargo pants then take a deep breath.

“Follow me, Dean.” Clark gleefully inquires. I nod and then follow his footsteps slowly, watching the way his feet moved. I stick my hands in one of the many pockets of my cargo pants. My hands were so long that the pocket could only hold up to my knuckles. So I balled my fists and shoved them in the pockets.

“Yeah…” I say stupidly. I gaze out the window at the sunset, the now small ball of yellow gently turning the low clouds a flattering shade of lilás and citrus orange. I kept looking out the windows as we walked, consumed in the sunset. I wanted to take a picture of it so badly. I stop at one of the huge windows and stare out, captivated.

“Eh? Dean, this is your room.” Clark says, dumbfounded because I wasn’t near him.

I was off in my own little dream land, sitting in front of the window, staring and not really staring.

The as cores and arrays were just so magnificent I couldn’t take my eyes off them. The sun seemed to stop right there on the horizon, exploding billions of as cores into the clouds. The clouds stayed completely still, yet they seemed to mover and bend to blur and mix the sun’s color array.

“Amazing isn’t it?” I felt Clark’s presence beside me, but I continued to look at the sun.

“Yeah…” I say slowly, feeling sleepy now.

“But, everything beautiful doesn’t stay forever. Everything will dull and fray sooner or later. That’s why we cherish everything beautiful. Right?” He says, now he’s also looking at the sun. I didn’t believe what he said. Things can stay beautiful forever, on the inside. He wasn’t really paying attention to me, so I didn’t say anything. Instead I got up and took a deep breath.

“Can you take me to my room now, sorry for holding you up.” I say, looking at the floor, I felt very, very, very tired. I almost fell over but I managed to stumble over to my bedroom door. Clark gave me the key, and said good night. I put the key in the key hole slowly and when I pushed open the door… you wouldn’t believe what I saw.

The floors were a solid white, like tiles but you couldn’t see the cracks. I looked to the left of me to see a huge vanity. It had a little chair and lots of little drawers with silver handles. With a huge mirror on topo, início connected to it that seemed to be resting on the wall. I glance to my left to see to see a huge white office escrivaninha, mesa in the corner. It fit perfectly snug in there too. It had a geometric feel. There were many drawers, above and below. A white laptop sitting in the middle of the desk, and a gray mini fridge seguinte to the last bottom drawer of the desk.

I walk over to the desk, admire the craftsmanship then I gently set the key Clark gave me seguinte to the laptop. Then I check the fridge… empty. Gah.
Then after complaining to myself how pointless that minifridge was to me at my time of need. I spin around in the escrivaninha, mesa chair three or four times. Then I realize there’s mais to the room.

To the left of the escrivaninha, mesa were stairs but the stairs were so weird, yet cool at the same time… They were a solid black and felt like marble. They came directly out of the mural to the right and just stayed there. Jutting out of the mural perfectly, nothing supporting them. I slowly walk up them a huge clown grin spreading across my face. At the topo, início there’s a white platform, on the platform there’s a king sized bed. A very simple, thick rectangle headboard that was a smokey gray color. The two large white fluffy pillows were propped up on the headboard. The soft silky feeling comforter was pitch black. Very plain and simple, these people got my style down! Creepy.

I feel wide awake now. I take off my tight white camisa and groan as I look at the rosa, -de-rosa lines it left on my new muscular flat male body. I laugh quietly to myself, thinking this is just like a dream. It felt weird not having a camisa on… I toss it on the cama and go back down the stairs.

I turn to the right, take two steps, then turn to the right again. I see a large black flat screen hanging on the wall. Below it there’s this geometric black spin mesa, tabela type thing. I walk over to it and spin it several times, seeing CD’s, movies, and little decorations.

I look to my right again to see a black coffee mesa, tabela in the shape of an oval. Not too short, not too tall, the perfect foot rest. Behind the coffee mesa, tabela is a gray loveseat, again geometric, casual, simple, awesome. And behind that is four tall book cases tucked under the above platform and stairs.

A shocked expression becomes plastered on my face once I realize: This is my room.

“Yeah!” I whisper yell. Balling my fists up and raising them to the ceiling which I now see has a white fan. I chuckle to myself then quietly spring up to my bed. I kick off my shoes and socks then scoot under the covers. I stretch my arms up then fold them behind my head. I close my eyes and review the day. I feel tired just thinking about it… geez.

(Okay, well apparently my imagens aren't working. I had some really cool fotografias that some places were based off of. I'll show you guys seguinte time. :P Thanks for reading, tell me what you think.) =)
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I pity the losers.

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posted by Twilight-girl-x
Heyy there, I know in my last entry I said I would write on Friday- but I didn't. Theres actually loads of things that have happened to me in the last few days/week. Im not gonna tell you though! I had no comments on the last entry but as soon as I get some feedback im gonna start composição literária to you again- Im a very busy person. I go to school, I play football (soccer-(Im english)-) along with my composição literária I also sing alot so I have many things to do/practice. Go look for my last entry and you will understand partly why im jabbering on :) amor to the people of the earth~ Cait xxx- 20th September 2011
posted by nick_cross
The Exiled
Story setting:
Era: future
Character setting: witch and wizards, vampires, werewolves, phoenix man, humans
Setting: earth, United States
World setting: future, world war??, nations combine to make 3 empires: wizard empire, empire of man, world empire.
PROLOGUE:
For centuries we lived harmoniously; we had two different worlds. Two very different worlds. Their world was lived freely and without secrecy. In our world, that’s what it was all about, secrecy. Don’t make too much noise, don’t seem so noticeable, and most important, under no circumstances, don’t ever get caught. For a while...
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posted by Twilight-girl-x
Hi, I was actually gonna start doing this on Tuesday- but I forgot! I also forgot on wednesday and Thursday too. But im here now. So! Some people keep a diary, some people write emails to imaginary people or to themselves. I'm not one of those people, I'm here talking to you guys. This is practically my online Diary! It won't be all sunshine and rainbows but hey, you don't really expect that do you? No I didn't think so!! Well here we go.

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posted by para-scence
I slammed the car door shut, and faced the school.

"Have a good dia sweetie," Mom said, somewhat hopefully from the drivers seat. Just the words made me want to ball up and cry. She drove away, leaving me in the dust. I would not survive this day.

Not that I deserve to.

I clutched my books to my chest, and tried to keep my eyes fixed on the ground. But I still felt their eyes on me.

"Bitch," they muttered.

"She deserves to die," others said. Didn't they know I want to? Didn't they know how much strength it took to keep breathing? And when I did, it was the everlasting pain that nearly brought me to my death. But I could only hope.

But they didn't know this. They just knew it was my fault. And it was. It was all my fault for what had happened.

And I'd live with this guilt till I die.

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Please let me know if I should continue this; I don't know if I should.
posted by r260897
Memories and grief of my heart
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my coração is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look progressivo, para a frente to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES. 
Max awoke the seguinte the morning with a slight wet feeling... Simba had wet the bed! "Simba!!" I yelled as I jumped out of

bed quickly, he sat up and looked at me then felt the wet sheet's himself "Not again!" Simba said as he to jumped out of

bed soaking wet, "Didn't I train you not to do that?" I asked as I walked over to the dresser to find some new cloth's

"Well ya you did but I had a.... wet dream heh.. and I drank a lot before I went to cama so I couldn't hold it." Simba said

as he pulled the sheet's off the cama "Well we're gonna have to clean them now." Simba said as he sighed balling up...
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posted by pink-bookworm
okay so i had to do this for an english assignment and wondered what you guys thought and if i should continue.
Muted meteor

Chapter 1
The daily news flash
“ welcome to the daily news flash today we will be showing the exclusive interview with a scientist called Murray gray, the new shampoo called sunny side shampoo and are we getting our frutas at a reasonable price”. “Murray there has been a rumour of a meteorite hitting earth is that true”. “As crazy as it seems yes it is true but there is mais than one hitting earth so I’d get prepared if I were you ted”. “Mallory wake up”....
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posted by BBGirlRobsten
This one is for one of my best friends here on fanpop. For Amalie aka ‘xClaireHolt’ who inspired the name of my main character. I am so lucky I found you sweetie. <3

The water covered my feet while I slowly walked on the de praia, praia trying to calm down. I should have got used to this but it still made my stomach twist every time it happened. I couldn’t help it. I cared too much, that’s the truth. I feared too much also. It was twilight. The sun was struggling to fight with the water which swallowed it every time, but that battle was lost. I sat down in my favorito place here on the beach,...
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posted by para-scence
I stayed in my room the whole seguinte day. Blair must've come in my room last night after our little confrontation, and removed any sharp objects. My fine-tooth comb is gone. My left arm stung a lot; I was starting to regret doing that a little bit.

I did feel better though.

No one bothered me today. I'd heard someone near my door in the mid-morning, but I heard Blair whisper, "No dear. Let her rest."

I slept most of the day, but I started to get a little anxious in the late afternoon. I paced around for a while, cleaned up a bit, and tried to sleep but couldn't. Then a while later, I gave up and...
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posted by ballaholic
She loved him. She’d always known this. Ever since they’d first started talking to each other. It’s why she could never leave when countless opportunities had presented themselves. Even though she knew, without a doubt, it would be the smartest thing to do. Make her life much easier to not get caught up in something that could one dia break her coração or someone else’s. But she’d always stayed with him. She just didn’t know how much longer she’d be able to make that decision.
She’d never been with anyone like him. They were always talking. Even in the beginning, when she’d never...
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