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Outsiders - Vidas sem rumo

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So..who are you? Part 2

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"ALRIGHT! Class, take your seats. Science is about to begin." said Mrs.Labansky. She was THE strictest teacher in the district. "I hate...this, so much." I put my head on a textbook. "Cheer up, buddy." Ahh. Meghan, she was my best friend since kindergarten. After 10 segundos of science class started, I was dreaming my worst nightmare.
*** DREAM ***
"Help somebody!" I screamed. I was in space! I was so afraid of heights that I cried. Then all of a sudden, I heard a thud. *THUD* I woke up!
*** DREAM OVER ***
"Miss Quetzal! Tell me what the answer is to this problem!" she said. I thought about saying, "I don't know." But then it hit me! Literally! Something hit my head and I fell to the floor!

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Be Honest

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So, I have this idea for a story. It's about a young girl named Marguerite. She doesn't fit in in school, is constantly bullied, and is socially awkward. Her father is emotionally abusive (when he's around) and her mother doesn't really care. Her brother committed suicide when she was twelve. To cope with all this, she's created this elaborate world in her head, filled with monsters and heroes and true love. In this world, she's the beautiful, strong Soroya, who is surrounded por love; friends, neighbors, family, and her life-partner, the gorgeous Phan.

The part I'm posting is where I introduce...

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The Stranger

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I was at my place; my special, secluded place in the woods where nobody would find me. I was sat on my bench, staring at the glistening snow lying on the ground all around me. The air was cold and crisp and it even hurt my nose a little to breathe in, but I was protected from it underneath my woollen hat, scarf and gloves. The trees around me with their spindly grey branches were protected too with their coats of bright white snow. Everything was white at my clearing in the woods, even the sky was almost white, light grey now that the evening was drawing closer. I liked to sit here because...

composição literária A Screenplay With A Female Protagonist por Scott Kirkpatrick

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Most Difficult Part Of Being A Writer por UCLA Professor Richard Walter

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Do Screenwriting Partners Need A Collaboration Agreement?

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the way all writers feel

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Modern dia Princess Ch. 14

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I couldn't move. Was this a dream?

"Aren't you glad to see me?" my visitor asked. Honestly, I wasn't sure. My coração beat was ringing in my ears. This couldn't be happening. How was this possible?

"Asteria?" I whispered. This was making no sense at all to me, but there she was. Same pale blond hair that we no longer shared, same preppy clothes that I secretly loathed, and same eyes; the only thing about us that was similar.

"Aren't you glad to see me?" she asked again. Her smiled had faded, and now she honestly worried that I wasn't. I managed to put on an excited smile, and hugged her.

"Oh my God,...

The Broken Pair

posted by Insight357

Viewing you from across the room
You look at me
I look at you
Unable what to do
If I speak
If I keep silent
Speak in silence

Whoa
What went wrong?
We were happy
Now we just don’t know
Without you
I just don’t know what to do
Please guide me
To that blurring light
Tonight

With a deep breath
And no death
Maybe I will come
Without feeling numb
You can show me
And I can choose
To follow
Or continue blindly

Whoa
What went wrong?
We were happy
Now we just don’t know
Without you
I just don’t know what to do
Please guide me
To that blurring light
Tonight

Now last time
Admit your crime
That is what you did wrong
Yet I still miss you
And all the stupid things you do
I will wait for you

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My Dream4

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The maid was our friend, we used to talk to her about everything. She was a black, African American woman, fairly old, mildly chubby. She usually wore a jeans and anything she felt comfortable in and a plain white avental and head tie. We introduced her to the cult master but she refused, even though she liked him. We saw her in the mall, talking por the phone booth. Everyone walked por but i stayed and waited to talk to her. I smiled every time I saw her, and it usually lingered on until a while after she was gone.
Mrs Sami stood there talking on the phone, she saw me. She smiled and waved and...