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Amerie sat at her table, staring at a young man who sat directly opposite from her. He wore a black suit with a black and white mask covering his face. She turned around to seek her best friend Jen, smiling at her. Amerie then turned back around to see that the man had disappeared. The feel of someones breath suddenly blew on her neck. As she turned around, she saw the man standing behind her with his hand out. "Would you like to dance" asked the man politely. "I'd amor to" Amerie replied, taking his hand.

As they danced under the sparkle of the disco ball, the energy of the night was exstatic. Romance drifted through the room, as the man whisperred in Amerie's ear "May I ask what your name is?" he questioned, holding on to her tightly around the waist. "It's Amerie. And you might be?" she replied, as she ran her fingers through his hair. "My name is Jason" he responded frantically. "Whats wrong. You seem worried" she asked, curiously. "Quickly come this way. We should go outside" pleaded Jason as he grabbed Amerie's arm and pulled her across the ballroom out into the peak of night.

"Okay we're seguro now" Jason said calmly. Amerie looked up at Jason and stared into his beautiful, brown eyes as she then noticed a black shadow standing right behind Jason. Amerie gasped and pointed her finger in the direction that Jason was in. As Jason turned around, another man appeared from the shadow and kicked him against the wall. While Jason tried getting up, the man picked Jason up por the front of his black jaqueta and threw him across to the balcony bars. As Jason laid on the ground barely concious, the man walked over and pulled off a colar that was wrapped around his neck. Several segundos later, Jason's body turned into a large, brown hawk and flew off into the night sky. "He can't hurt you now that he has no necklace" spoke the man as he stuck the colar into his back pocket. "He was gonna hurt me?" Amerie questioned as she stared in curiousity. The man rose his head and looked Amerie sharply in the eye before he walked into the darkness of the balcony and disappeared.
People down every turn
Pain inside their hearts
A girl with scars on her wrists
A boy with a faca in his chest
She hides in the dark
Wondering when the pain with end
He stands up to fight in defense
Only to get knocked back down again
She fights with her parents
They don't wanna support the child
She's left to fend for herself in the cold
Alone with the child
Do we see what we are doing when we say the things we say?
Do we see who we are hurting with the actions that we're taking?
What we need
Are broken families reconciled
We need hearts to mend, scars to heal and battles to end
We. Need. Love
To stand up for the broken
We. Need. Hope
To give a hand to the hopeless
We need the world to care.
What are we doing with the words we are saying?
Who are we changing
And what effects are they having?
Lets be the change.
Disclaimer: *I'm only on Season 3 Episode 16 & I have not read the books!*

The Vampire Diaries is my guilty pleasure. It's painfully corny, overly cliche and not to mention has some less than perfect atuação but for some reason; I'm addicted. I have all this pent up frustration about the situation between the three main characters so I've finally broke down and decided I need to talk about it. This is a little overview as to how I feel about each character.

Let's start with Elena:

I can't stand Elena, no matter how hard I try, I just can't. I have sympathy for her because she has suffered...
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The lingering light was obliterated por the rapidly falling night. The once salmão and purple sky transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black that engulfed the town. A canopy of luminous stars materialized amongst the ocean of blackness. Some were dull, merely flickering into existence every now and then, but there was an adequate amount of shimmering stars to illuminate the dark, moonless night. The lake glistened, mirroring the dazzling assemblage of glittering stars and the luminescence from the moon. The faint wind brushed against the water's surface, the ripples ruffled the stillness of...
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posted by CupcakeMal714
I read this and had to pass it on.
my name is sarah
i am three
my eyes are swollen
i cannot see
i must be stupid
i must be bad
what else could have made
my daddy so mad
i wish i were better
i wish i werent ugly
then maybe my mommy
would still wanna hug me
i cant do a wrong
i can't speak at all
or else i locked up
all dia long
when i wake up
im all alone
the house is dark
my folks arent home
when my mommy does come home
i try to be nice
so maybe i'll just get
one wipping tonight
i just heard a car
my daddy is back
from charlie's bar
i heard him curse
my name is called
i press myself
against the wall
i try to hide
from his evil...
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posted by MagicalMadness
I've always wanted to be a mermaid! I recently found this spell and I've already got some of the side effects! I know that not all spells work for everybody but I hope this one works for you;)
First the side effects: (are some of the side effects I got)
-dizziness
-headache
-itchy legs and back
-singing a lot
-crossing legs a lot

What you will need:
-cup/bowl
-water(warm or cold doesn't matter)
-salt
-tea spoon
-belief that the spell will work
-10 pm-11
-a symbol (necklace, bracelet)

What you need to do:
1.fill the cup/bowl halfway with water
2.put a chá spoon of salt into the water and stir
3.drop your...
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posted by hgfan5602
When will this end?
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality

They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope

When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying por their own hands everyday.

They say this world can change for the better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will

When will amor start?
The dia we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away

When will our world change?
The dia we amor too much to kill
The dia others' pain is our pain
The dia we act instead of just talking about it

"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
I say, let us try.
posted by NagisaTomoya
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The dia You Slipped Away: Middle
    I do not know what caused me to do it. I stood with my son in my arms, holding his head to my chest as embers flew and people scurried to put out the fogo I caused. I had lit Euphoria’s house on fire. No one needed it anymore, for I was taking Thomas to Yun Gong and Euphoria was… Well, you know. I watch embers float por and one lands of my pale cheek, burning it ever so slightly. It was only mais pain to feel. Thomas was     shaking as if he was cold, though the...
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posted by jedigirl
"Caleb? How? What are? Your a dimension jumper?" I ask, finally able to complete a sentence.
"Yeah I am. How are you even here? Your not suppose to know yet," He stares at me.
"Same as you apparently. Dimension jumping?" I guess.
"Yeah, I got that, but how are you even in here. No one jumps in or out of here. You have to be brought."
"So I've been told." I say. He looks at me. "And what do you mean I'm not suppose to know?" I eye him accusingly. He looks guilty, like he just gave away a secret.
"You weren't supposed to know I can jump until later. Like Two years from now. When you found out you...
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posted by jedigirl
I pull up to our house with dad right behind me. He rushes me into the house like we're being followed.
"Don't worry Kodi. We'll fix this," He tells me.
"I don't want this fixed Dad! I want answers. I'm tried of lying to myself. Telling myself that they're just daydreams, when clearly they're not! Don't keep me ignorant anymore. Please," I plead. For years I had been complacent about his silence, but not anymore, because now I have information and I will use it.
"Sweetheart, you not knowing is the safest place to be right now. Until you have full control."
"Control of what Dad? I can't control...
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         Chapter one: unexpected things
“This is so much fun!” Alia screamed with excitement. Alia was flying over the greenest forest she ever seen! It was bigger than her families’ garden. (Alia’s family had a gigantic garden, and a lot of money to purchase plants) She wisped through the green trees feeling the refreshing air flow through her long brown wavy hair, making it a humongous mess. She saw something, a shadowy figure. “What’s that, who are you” Alia yelled. The small shadowy thing came closer. It didn’t reply. “Hello?”...
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posted by Abyssail
A shapeless void. Interrupted only por the occasional shooting star. Every now and then you can see colour flare into existence but as soon as you notice it, it vanishes and the void returns. Sparks. Vessels. Charges and Impulses. Back and forth and back and forth across the void. Basic, baseless functions repeated to death and beyond. The system is all they know, all they're aware of. Incapable of comprehending the couture of convalescence conveyed about their crafted construction. Barricades exist, of course. Occasionally one of the roads will shut down and the vessels will be stuck in a “traffic...
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This is just the first 2 chapters; I don't know what I'm going to do with it much, but I want to get opinions on what I have so far. Thank you.

"How much longer?" Rena whined, her head on her desk. Her voice was just a raspy whisper, quiet enough to not draw the attention of Frau Abendroth, our study hall supervisor and Rena's German teacher. I looked at my cellphone.

"Three mais minutes," I whispered.

"Kill me," she muttered.

"Halt deine verdammte Mündung," Frau Abendroth grumbled from her desk, not taking her eyes away from the magazine she was reading. Rena looked up and glared at her. I held...
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posted by gerybarzaka
Hello! This is my first post on this page, but I wanted to share a short story I wrote. I hope you like it!


They say that when you hit the bottom there is nowhere to go but up. I didn’t believe that. I was standing on solid rock and no one could convince me that it gets better. My dream of becoming a writer was shattered into little pieces. My coração with it. I lost everything. I could barely make enough money to eat, let alone pay my rent. There was no passion in my life. My grandfather had left me everything he had and I wasted it. All of it. I was living in a lousy one room apartment. All...
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posted by E-Scope90
Okay, this is my oversized story. I just really hope you enjoy. I originally posted this last year, but for some reason, it got deleted. So I'm re-posting it. Enjoy.

The Streets of Manhattan
9:36 AM
I was running away. Running away from it all. I just couldn't stand it anymore. All the abuse, the fights....I couldn't take it.

I was literally running away from these guys. They were trying to rape me. They were chasing me with actual knives. I knew I wasn't going to survive. I was running in heels...I wasn't going to live. I wasn't going to live!

"Get away from me, you ra-"
I tripped onto the streets....
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posted by misscrazel
If I put: **** it means they said a cuss word I don't feel comfortable writing.




Brianna was running through the woods, branches whipping her face. She glanced behind her. A young woman with long black hair was pursuing her. She shot an Arqueiro at the woman but she dodged and it flew right passed her. The woman grabbed her hair and pulled her closer.

"You can't get away can you Blondie?" she asked. her breath stank of peixe and blood.

Brianna struggled to get away.

"Your a tough one aren't you?" she asked, "Well I'll spare your mother if you stop it."

"I don't believe you," said Brianna.

"Well than,"...
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posted by JellyPopper
WARNING MAY BE INNAPROPRIATE FOR KIDS UNDER 10 don't worry not real :P Chance Manner was a college student who was sent to an asylum for attempting to bite a mans leg off after using basalts without anyone knowing he took them. He has only tried once to grow big finger nails and slit his own neck open. So they put him in a mais extreme room where someone has recently escaped. there was a rip on the side of the mural of foam, he found it and there was a hole that let underground then back up to the outside world. He made it outside and the world just got a whole lot mais dangerous. His first...
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posted by Rae-Ash
It’s the color of you
You always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid form them

With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our laranja book bags
Saved us from some pain

We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two laranja crayons
When everyone else was green

Then you left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
You were in the laranja field in the sky
You always said was there.

The laranja of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though you left too soon

Orange…

Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone laranja in the rainbow
Without you here


I protect my own
Though I wish you were here

Now laranja is my color
A color for you bravery
A color for my survival

laranja will forever be our color
Even though death took you away

Forever laranja for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
CHAPTER ELEVEN:
OCTOBER 30, 1995:
The sun rises over Crystal Falls; the chill of the autumn wind fills the air outside. vampiros hate the cold. As I ponder what to do, Danny lies asleep on the couch, still unconscious. The effects of my blood have taken a toll on him. I ponder whether to continue my investigation at the high-school. Doing so would put Harold at great risk. Yet, somehow I think pique, lúcio has plans for the students. I look at the calendar. It is the thirtieth, the dia before Halloween. Halloween, the anniversary of the dia I made my first kill. I reminisce once mais into my past.
ALBANY...
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posted by StarWarrior
CHAPTER ONE
    “I’ve got it!” Shade squeaked.
    “Hurry!” esmeralda barked, trying to keep up with him.
    “Corner it there, quick!” Kitmira barked.
    Shade turned the rabbit toward the thick thorn bushes. It was getting tired. Shade pounced; he landed perfectly on its back.
    “Bite it!” Neko commanded.
    Emerald lunged progressivo, para a frente and sunk her teeth into its neck.
    “Good catch!” Mamma called.
    “Did we hunt...
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