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posted by HarryPLover
 "Overall, I can say that I do amor him.."<3
"Overall, I can say that I do love him.."<3
I was still in his tight embrace. I never noticed how warm he was. Well maybe because I have never really hugged him like this before. I was just happy to have him back.
"Mmmmm. I missed you." I heard him whisper in my ear.
"Mmmm...No I'm pretty sure I missed you." I manged to whisper back. It felt a little weird saying that too him. I didn't want to be all rude and not say it back, but I just.. I still haven't decided whether I actually wanna go through with this or not.
Granted, I did say that I do amor him like amor him, amor him, but at the same time I amor him as my best friend and right now....I think i amor him mais as a best friend. I just don't know.
He set me down and gently moved a hair from my face. I could tell that he was gonna go in for the kiss, but I quickly stopped him.
"We need to talk." I tried to not make it too harsh but at the same serious enough for him to stop. But, he was a little turned off por it.
"Whats up Jaz.?" He sounded like the old Matthew. That was a little of a relief because I didn't know how to talk to this new, sweet Matthew.
"Okay. Well.....What exactly is gonna happen between...'us'?" The word "us" just seemed weird to me. he knew exactly what I meant. I could tell he was about to say something but he let it go.
"Well...after the pass few days....It's up to you Jaz." I hated that reply because that wasn't an answer! Now I was either can gonna start this whole new relationship or just completely nip it in the bud. No pressure or anything. I did want to be with him. I'm also the biggest non-risk taker you will ever meet. So...I just don't know. I amor him as my best friend and I am scared of losing him as my best friend if for some reason we don't work out as a couple. Uhhh, come on Jaz.
"Ummm...What do you want?"
I saw him try to think of how to say what he wanted to say.
"Jaz, I amor you. I have always loved you. You know that. You are my best friend and it would not matter to me whether you stay my best friend or be the girl I marry."
I was kinda taken por surprise por the whole marriage thing.The person you're going to spend the rest of your life with was a pretty big deal. But either way, I knew what I wanted to do. I put my arms around his neck and looked up at his beautiful angel face.
"The marriage thing is a little far fetched but,...I would not mind being mais than your best friend." I topped that off with big cachorro, filhote de cachorro eyes and a flirty grin.
What stop my coração first was the glitter in his beautiful brown eyes as I said these words. The segundo was the amazing kiss he gave me afterwords. For the first time in the whole weekend I felt the spark in the kiss, that longing to want more, To not want to push away. It was the best kiss yet.
"Yummm." He giggled at me as I took a bite of my burger. Usually I was never wrong about things but Burger Boy burgers being better than Burger King burgers was defiantly something I waved my white flag to.
If you are wondering, yes he did take me out. To most girls a burger joint wouldn't exactly be the guy who would support you in the end but to me and Matthew, a burger joint was just as good as any other place in the world. It was kinda cute how we sat in one of those booth things and he put his arm around me. We did that cheesy thing and drank one shake out of two straws. It was a pretty good night. I loved every minuto with him. He took me início and gave me a light kiss before I walked inside. Overall, I can say I do amor him and I'm happy i finally took a risk. Lets just hope it last.
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Source: Beastfire
posted by IloveMyLord
composição literária is the best way to talk without being interrupted.
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Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self.
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Writing is not a genteel profession. It's quite nasty and tough and kind of dirty.
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Writing makes no noise, except groans, and it can be done everywhere, and it is done alone.
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For me, composição literária is exploration; and most of the time, I'm surprised where the journey takes...
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posted by LexisFaith
This isn't my first story but it is my first on this page. Please read and review. Like it? Hate it? Add something? Nothing you say will hurt my feelings.


Chapter one: The New Guy


"So, he brings me início and we are standing at my front door right? He leans in and I'm thinking he's going to kiss me, but-"

"Miss Benton." Mr. Tatum stopped Sadie's rant. "Would you like to share with the class?"

"No, thanks." She smiles.

He lets out an angry "harrumph" and goes back to his Econ lesson.

"I'll tell you later." She whispers.

"Okay." I laugh and turn my attention to Mr. Tatum and my notes.

"If something is...
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posted by Sacred_Love1550
Hi! This is a story about angels, and I hope you all enjoy it! ^_^


There is a secret place made especially for us in the world. It lies on a secluded island in the Atlantic Ocean that remains undetected from the outside world.
This is where we, the anjos that remained on Earth after thousands of years, rest in peace.
I was born an angel, my white, softer than marshmallows, wings sprouted forth after my birth. They grew as my body matured into that of a young adult of sixteen.
It was on my seventeenth birthday that everything changed. Well, it was actually about a week after the huge party that...
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posted by TeanRose424
I was sitting on my bed; my legs were in my chest, my arms wrapped around them. There was a thunderstorm tonight; i've always loved thunderstorms. There was a flash of lightning and my room lite up around me. I smiled; the thunder was next. It was a huge clapp of thunder. Thunder was always my favorito part of thunder storms because it was louder than life. There was another flash of lightning; i saw a dark figure outside my window lite up por the lightning.

I was scared. I didnt dare move. I sat without movement; maybe it would go away. But he didnt go away. He tapped on the window; i saw...
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I NEED inspiration for this book. I cant say why, because it will ruin the last book but the school has been rebuilt,and theres a new gardening class, and Haru-Kun, Kariko-Kun, and Shimura-Chan are falling into love, could Kariko finaly fall for Haru, or could it be Haikuga-Kun? Haru could have his coração torn into pieces, or turned into gold. And Shimura, being the only lesbian in the school could have problems with amor too. Karuga-Chan (a new character introduced as a Japenese girl found lying on the de praia, praia after a violent storm) changes all of that. Life when thrive this ano in Dojenskei Koukou (Dojenskei High School). All these perguntas and mais will be answered in the garden of Hinjou, the Garden Classroom. Be waiting, Both the first chapter of the first and segundo book are being worked on. (PLEASE give me good names for the third and fourht book, and the main name for the segundo series, such as Burning Passion Book One: The Flame. (oo, I might use that) Byes!)
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How To Write Authentic Characters And Dialogue por Corey Mandell via FilmCourage.com.
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composição literária The amor Interest Character por CSUN Professor Eric Edson [Screenwriting Masterclass] via FilmCourage.com.
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99% Of Screenplays Are Rejected After The First Scene por Corey Mandell via FilmCourage.com.
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posted by Epismatic
The Man With No Eyes Collection (6): Dream



A crystallized life, on the bright TV screen,

But I’ve finally broken away from the dream,

And into the warm embrace of your esteem.

The stage that I left disappears from my mind,

Like suddenly being engulfed por sunshine,

I am truly alive, for the very first time,

All at once, let me sing, let me cry!

‘Til it bursts,

From my lungs, like a child,

Let me smile ‘til it hurts!

Let the blue of the morning

Strike my tearful eyes,

I still don’t know how,

I still don’t know why,

(I still fear this life may yet be a lie,)

But even if this world is the true dream, I want to play out this beautiful scene.


Here it is, the last in the Man With No Eyes Collection! I wanted to complete this on a pleasant note, give the guy some mercy.
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posted by hgfan5602
I just started going on the path where my life had no light. I missed everyone from our school who graduated, and I really had many amazing friends there. friends who gave me memories that lasted forever...friends who helped me out when things got bad...friends who were always there for me. I know, however, that they will always continue to be in my heart, even as they went away from me. If they never come back, they will still have left hand prints on my coração that will never be washed away. Life without the light makes me feel so lonely...like a vagabond on the streets with no home...like an eagle with no prey...like me with no one to cry with. However sad this situation I find myself in...I still know that life will go on...and I must continue to strive to be the best I can be. Even without the warmth of my friends close by, I know that they will always be por my side even if they are not with me. All my friends are the light in my life.
posted by EmoKidSteven
The noise,
buzzing and buzzing in my ears.
It's just not right,
you think you are so bright,
saying you buzz because you care.
But it's so unfair.
I don't need your concern,
the best way you can show you care,
is to leave me alone.
Why can't you understand?
Have you tried to understand?
Do I really expect you to understand?
This is not a teenage problem,
the excuse you uses so often,
This is about my freedom.
You think I don't know anything,
you think I am naive and innocent.
But things are so different.
You think because you are older,
you know mais than we do,
That’s not true.
The world has changed,
We are not the fairy tales that sing,
we are the ones who could take our lives in a blink.
No, you are lying to yourself,
blocking the truth that would make you knelt