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I stroll down Western Avenue with a blue coin bolsa in my fragile hands. People in every direction as far as the eye can see. Neighbors being neighborly, store keepers selling and people riding the subway to work. Today happens to be a Saturday morning. And as usual, I awaken in the morning at six o'clock and dress. Every Saturday morning is the same old thing. I turn to the corner seeing the store I've been looking for. Roosevelt Island Shop. Yes. Indeed I live on the island of Roosevelt Island. It's very exhilirating to walk in the streets of our state of New York. As I enter the small shop,...
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posted by Insight357
    Grey pulled away from the house. I sat inside on the couch. Our house had deep brown walls, and light brown hard-wood floors. There were knick-knacks everywhere. Pictures of Grey’s family hung on the walls. None of mine, though, I prefer to keep mine in my suitcase.
    It may seem odd, but I keep all my belongings in my suitcase. I’m afraid if I unpack something bad will happen.
    The brown sofá I sat on, and musty smell of the house grew old on me. I walked outside to the front porch. It was one of the nice, white, wrap-around...
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George Clark looked at his newborn son Lucas. Devestated at the death of his wife, he wonders why she couldn't stop her alcoholic addiction, especially for her own child. After they found out she was pregnant, George encouraged her to go to theorpy, have interventions, or anything to stop her addiction. Nothing would help. Even knowning that she had a son on the way, she still drank. George refused to raise Luke all por himself. He felt like he wouldn't be a good enough single father to raise him. He tried for a month, but took Luke to an orphanage, hoping that his son would be adopted and have...
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posted by sawfan13
As they were drawing close to Howl, I got jealous and defensive all of a sudden. "Hey! He's not used to so many people around him, so back off!" One of the girls looked at me and said,"Take a chill pill,k'? We just like him." Debbie flashed her evil green eyes at me and said,"Yeah Lilith. Maybe he would like to see a real woman for once instead of a little pathetic nobody like you." Something inside of me just burst into flames. She's kept going and going, calling me trashy because of how my tank topo, início was showing my naval. I gave her a cold hard stare and said,"You're jealous because I have...
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posted by sawfan13
Early in the afternoon. All of my sisters and her friends are so excited about this trip to an actual wild forested area in Africa. I'm kinda on the fence about it, and I'm trying to start my own pool to see if my sister and her friends will spaz out before they set foot on real jungle grass. He he. It's going to be so hilarious watching these spoiled rich brats take a look at a place without electricity, room-service, houses, pluming, and money usage. It's a high-heel free zone, and they're still wearing those screaming sequined death traps that their so-called "natural born perfected" feet...
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The two figures walked silently in unity, their feet trudging through the high snow. Both their faces were wet with tears, and the girl clutched a bundle of bright red roses. They stopped immediately in front of a strong iron gate beside a small cozy church, adorned with brilliant natal lights, and inside voices sang in chorus to familiar natal songs.
They both stared beyond, unsure of whether to go in or not. The red-headed boy made his decision first and leaned on the gate, crying into his hands. The girl seemed unable to look at him, and her gaze was locked por a white marble tombstone...
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 Isabella
Isabella
    I woke up to a gloomy day. The reaping. I sigh, and get out of bed. I get dressed in a blue dress. I look into the mirror. My mom comes into the room, and braids my black hair. Everyday, she tells me I urso a strong resemblance to my father, but she never tells me who he is. "You look remarkable!" she says. She sighs. "Isabella Everdeen... I hope that name isn't pulled"
    "That game is foolishness! There are countless names in Panem. There are 24 tributes. Two of them from District 12. We havn't won in 36 years. 15 of them, I've been alive. 3 of...
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 Isabella
Isabella
    I woke up to a gloomy day. The reaping. I sigh, and get out of bed. I get dressed in a blue dress. I look into the mirror. My mom comes into the room, and braids my black hair. Everyday, she tells me I urso a strong resemblance to my father, but she never tells me who he is. "You look remarkable!" she says. She sighs. "Isabella Everdeen... I hope that name isn't pulled"
    "That game is foolishness! There are countless names in Panem. There are 24 tributes. Two of them from District 12. We havn't won in 36 years. 15 of them, I've been alive. 3 of...
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Hi! Im Amy Faery (Pronounced like Fairy)! You may seem I'm a normal girl, but I'm not. A few months before I was born my mom had visited a voodo witch, she had put a spell on my mother that the seguinte baby she would have would be cursed forever to be a helper god. Who was that baby? Me, of course. A helper god is a person with superpowers that is a god but may never visit the god world. A few days after I was born the evil witch had stolen my mother and killed her. I have no dad to take care of me.

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I got ready for school. I had used my powers to...
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posted by greenstergirl
Chapter 3

    In front of me was a world like no other. Danny called it BOES but it was nowhere near being a building. There were trees everywhere. In the distance were a couple mountains. There were so many plants, trees, flowers, lakes, ponds, and hills that it could almost be described as a fairy world. I almost thought it was a fairy world from seeing a bunch of pretty sereias in the ponds, gigantic fogo breathing dragões in the sky, naiads, centaurs, and many mais mythological animais that I can’t name. There were even real animals, like elephants and cats, cheetahs,...
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posted by greenstergirl
Chapter two

“SOMEBODY HELP ME!!!” Danny screamed as she tried to pick me up, but she couldn’t, it was like I was connected to the ground. I howled again, and all of a sudden I fell into a deep slumber right there on the dirt covered forest floor.
“IS ANYONE OUT THERE?!?!? PLEASE HELP ME!! MY FRIEND IS HURT!!!” Danny screamed as she tugged on my blue shirt. It was covered in dirt and as she tried to tug my body off the earth I would not budge. I was connected, one with the earth. Nothing could pull me off. Even though my eyes were closed in a deep slumber I howled again into the dark...
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posted by Twilightsauce
Hi, this is the 17th chapter of My True Love. Some of you may have not read it, if you havent then please read on, but you might want to go and check out the others first (they are all on my page) the next-and last!- chapter will be posted in a few days so, keep and eye out and I hope you enjoy!
Love Twilightsauce

We had all come here for a picnic today, in the meadow, because it was a sunny day. We were all here the whole pack and all of the Cullen’s. The meadow was deserted and it looked peaceful and serene with arco iris, arco-íris spots dancing around.
Nessie was heavily pregnant and our baby was due...
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Okay first of let me start out por saying that I know this (meaning my título is a song.) So plz don't say anything about it. segundo This story is not fully developed, me and my friend only have chapter one and we don't even know what it's about yet lol. the last thing i need to say is that i can not spell, okay! so if you don't have anything nice to say plz don't say it at all. now the story hope you enjoy. :)p.s that doesn't me you cant tell me what you think of the story, if u thought it was bad say so, but in a nice way. don't destroy my dream!!! Okay now the story.
Preface
I hid my eyes...
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"Good morning," I hear the principal say as she does every day. Normally, I would politely respond to that with a "Thank you Mrs. Monrale, you too," but today I'm just pissed.

How can she say that?! It was awful of her to say such a thing! "It is most definitely not a good morning," I mutter to myself. But she is all the way down the hallway now.

I pace around, taking a long route to my locker where, as always, the two cheerleaders on either side of my locker are cheerfully chatting. Normally I would say "Excuse me," but today I'm not normal. I can't bring myself to say why I'm so abnormal...
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 The manor I imagine. Without the moor however.
The manor I imagine. Without the moor however.
Chapter 2: “Ilia,” he whispered into my ear as we walked across the soft meadows surrounding the manor, “how magnificent your beauty is.” Arik’s words curling around me seducing me completely, he had been doing so since the moment he arrived. “Please sit,” he asked as he took my dainty hands into his large rough ones. Today I had worn green to emphasize the one feature about myself I cherished the most, though he begged to differ. I sunk into the grass, soft like moss still holding his hand ever so lightly. He kneeled beside me, chasing away the strands of hair that flickered...
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posted by moodystuff449
"Good to see you again, Rigel." I said slyly. He was so startled por my appearance that he knocked a stack of papers off his escrivaninha, mesa and almost fell backwards. He stared up at me in horror. I jumped down from the windowsill. "What happened?" I asked threateningly, "You just--" I shrugged, "decided not to answer back." "Um…I… I just…" He stuttered. "Why would you switch sides like that?" I asked dangerously. "All I did… I just…" He stammered again. I slammed him against the desk. "I told you in the beginning that once you get into this you don't back out." I hissed. He staggered back against...
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X: Chapter 2

Casey

It’s always sad when a long break ends. Rushing to finish all that work teachers give you, trying to get a good outfit because it’s like the first dia all over again. Spring break was awesome. Annabelle and I went and spent the week camping. We played in the waterfalls in the little creek, made s’mores, and made a mess of our folks camper. It was great, just the two of us. I can’t believe she decided to spend her break with me, instead of with all her senior friends on some senior trip.

Oh and to topo, início off the end to this lovely break, my friend decided to cancelar on me...
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The dia Liz steped foot in her grandma's old house there was a strang feeling in the air. When Liz stoped unpacking she went out to the little town that she and her friends had made. The town was in a crest of bushes and trees. Liz got some of her toys and went out side to the town. She had started playing with her bonecas when she saw a rosa, -de-rosa borboleta flying around her. Liz got up and tryed to get it but it went through a arbusto, bush on the right side seguinte to the house. Liz looked at the buch but she saw a brown thing. Liz crawled under the arbusto, bush and saw the brown thing covered with vines. Liz cleared...
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oi guys, this is the segundo chapter, the first one didnt have a título remeber??? i hope u do lol.....



The darkness, it is something i have allways been afraid of, somthing that would always catch me in the end. But sometimes the darkness, is safer than the real world.

I was coming to, but i stayed still, and hoped it was all a dream, i prayed for some sort of dream, a nightmare. Anything. I breathed in the air, i whimpered. No pancakes. just grease, and dust. i opened my eyes, and quickly glanced around the cafe, i notticed some of the tables and chairs were upturned, and i could hear harsh...
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A car crash, could my parents be that careless that I can’t even get a ride início from the hospital without getting in another life threatening situation? Could they care so little about my safety and well being that they’d almost kill me again? “I CAN’T DO THIS ANYMORE!” I hear I boys’ voice shout stridently. It was Matt, “I can’t just be your guardian angel! I have to be with you forever now! Why can’t you stay out of trouble Elizzy?” No one’s ever called me that before, not my parents, babysitters, friends, or even crazy old people…I like it! “Is that why you abandoned...
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