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What Writers Should Know About Intellectual Property - Kaia Alexander via FilmCourage.com.
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The ancient white lobo sat, his thick, glossy pele, peles covered his whole body, increasing in density around the neck and along the ridges of his back and in between his shoulder blades. His ruffled tail brushed casually against the ledge he placed himself, his head and shoulders slightly hunched as his head was lowered. His eyes blazed like a white hot halo, intense and depthless. His glorious and strong face, devoid of all emotion, stared down at the lifeless body that lay beneath the ledge, just at his feet.
My lover’s body, my husband, my partner in life lay limp and unmoving.
I kneeled before...
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posted by viju
I don’t know, I don’t know, what you mean
I just know, I just know, you ditch me
I just know, I just know, you hurt me
You hurt me!
I don’t want to know what you think
I just want to know why you made me think
I just know, I just know, you hurt me
You hurt me!

Hey you, runaway
I’ll take that way
Don’t you say
Don’t you follow me
Now you just do, what I want……..

I don’t know what you mean…..
I just know you’re so mean…….
I don’t want to think about it
I just want you to be never seen
I don’t know what you mean……..
I just know you’re so mean………
I don’t want to think about...
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posted by Free_Spirit
Me:Okay i wrote this short story after watching the lion king, and if you think i'm doing some sort of copy righting well... oh crap =). anyway please tell me what you think..and rate. Pretty pleaes, with cherries on top, smothered in chocolated, coated with sugar, sprinked with M&Ms topped off with whipped cream. Be warned, in my opinion its a sad story okay begin

TO FALL
Kila's POV
I was sure I felt a push but Marissa wouldn't do that. I mean even though our families didn't get along she wouldn't would she? We’re only eight, she wouldn’t murder me.
I screamed as I felt myself sliding...
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As I walked into the giant blob of bubbles, I couldnt help but think there was someone lurking beneath the bubbles. But still I proceeded.... I was actually started to get a little frightened & I wish I didnt have to turn off the stupid Hot tub machin to stop making the bubbles... If I hadnt left the party i thought i would have never had to go through this. The people at the party "had" to go out of control & put 5 gallons of bubbles in the Hot Tub. I thought of going back but there was no point. I was just being silly as usual & bein scared. All the other people from the party...
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posted by summerfrogs_bro
One dia I was walking down the rua no one was there. I was scared I just kept walking I looked around the corner I felt a wisp of cold go down my back i looked around again because I knew there was something there I went início and went to bed. I woke up the seguinte morning I watched the window all morning I didn't care about school I was a loser anyway and the teachers hated me. I swear there was too many things wrong with me to go to school and my name is Raiden I know its so stupid is means thunder god in Japanese I mean it's so stupid but it was my great great great grandfather named me that...
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posted by Fangirl99
another monday,at waysway high school. Vanessa for hated school for mainly for 1 reason. susan.katie.ashlee.the meanest,popular,and prettiest girls in the school.they always taunt vanessa for being different. people thought ashe was different for her personality,but,that wasnt the only reason.
there was only one girl who didnt care if she was different.kylie.kylie was the smartest gilr in school,thats why she got made fun of. she was a nerd. though she had no braces,gloasses,or anything.in fact,vanessa thought kylie was prettier than susan,ashle,or katie.
People think they know vanessa,but,they dont,not yet. she had a very terrible,scary,and strange experiance.when you hear it,it may seem like a dream,but,its all true.its not a lie.its not a tall tale.its a true story. 100% true
this the satory of Vanessa Colorado.
We have to distrust each other. It is our only defence against betrayal.

Tayce’s p.o.v

The rest of the dia was just as devastating at the morning. The poor juniors didn’t get to train today for obvious reasons; I sighed and sat down seguinte to Justin on the couch. His head was still stuck in paperwork of this all. He put the paper down and looked to me. “How do you feel?” he asked, I laughed and then rolled my eyes. He wasn’t saying the right thing but it was sweet. “Like crap, I feel like the floor has been ripped from under me” I told him, he smiled and put his hand on topo, início of mine....
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posted by Sweet_Pants
 We're all human.
We're all human.
A/N: This is not much my type of composição literária style, but I'm going to try it out. Hope you like it. Please rate !

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This is a new day, a fine clear sky

Trades the sun to mock our sight

With these eyes, I see no blue



He’s clutching my arm, and yelling

Yelling what? I don’t know

But I’m falling, we’re falling

Falling into a hole, digging our my souls up

For someone else to find

If this is what I get for having one

I don’t want it anymore



And there are rose-less thorns

Biting my hand,

It hurts, and I’m crying

You’re hurt, and you’re dying

I don’t know...
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My passport seemed to be taking so long to be ready. And Ema’s cousin seemed to be taken por the beauty and charm in Europe. I had a life that didn’t mean anything, sleep, eat, and drink. Not even working. It’s been two weeks since I’m in Robert’s house. Ema visited me whenever she could. I didn’t dare to walk two steps after the front door of the house or the seguinte thing I’d be seeing is me on the ground, my hands behind my head and taken to prison to spend probably the rest of my life in it.
Among everything I didn’t have the slightest feeling of guilt. I thought I was right...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

Kayla was raped in her own house.

What's more, her dad is reported to have committed suicide. Before he even heard that his own daughter needed him.

When I was little, I always had the blind faith in my mom. That she would always know which way to turn on the road. That if we got lost, everything would be fine.

That she would never desert me. Like Kayla's father has.

The girl is slumped against the wall, crying. You'd think that you'd eventually run out of tears, but you don't. It's just that, after a while, maybe you just don't have the strength to carry on any more.

You can dry up the tears you see, but you can never dry up the tears your coração sheds. Because when you cry, your coração gives up a little piece of itself that will always grieve. Always. I have every reason to know.

I put my hand on her shoulder, and she doesn't shake it off.
posted by BiteMeCullen107
I could hear the TV on and I could smell the coffee. I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming or if I was just hallucinating over the fact that the man that has been stalking me, for what seems like my whole life, was in my apartment.
    I must be dreaming, my subconscious must have heard the TV on and brought that thought into my dream along with the coffee I made yesterday morning it must still be stuck in the air and did the same to my dream.
    I stretched my muscles, I was really stiff. It must have been because I got a lot of exercise yesterday at the...
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Why Bother To Write If No One Is Ever Going To Read It - Tony DuShane via FilmCourage.com.
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Why The Audience Hates Bad Dialogue - John Vorhaus via FilmCourage.com.
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How To Be A Lazy Writer And Still Get Work Done - Charla Lauriston via FilmCourage.com.
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This Is One Screenwriting Lesson I Learned 20 Years Too Late - Tom O'Brien via FilmCourage.com.
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The Best dia Of My Life (1 of Them)

I was at my uncle's house, waiting for my mom to come back. She was picking up my siblings from school. I was 4 yours old at the time. I was in my uncle's bedroom, as usual. And I was talking to him, as usual.

"Will, who's stuffed animais are on the bed?" I asked curiously. Of course that was a stupid question, but remember I was just a little girl. And I wasn't the brightest one eithier. My uncle spun around in his spinning chair and looked at me. "Mine. Why?" he had the nerve to ask. My uncle was the type of man that would give you the world if he could....
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This is a persuasive essay I had to write for my English class, I posted a fórum asking for opinions on addressing the reader. I know it's a dangerous thing to do, but I thought it would be okay to do here. Opinions are great, I would amor to here anything you have to say. Also, if I made any mistakes (i.e. spelling, grammar, puncuation) please point them out so I can fix them, thanks:D



Do you remember that feeling you'd get on the last dia of school? Remember how excited you'd be to finally get to do those summer things like ride bikes with your friends, stay up all night planning pranks, and...
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 Multi-Verse Allie
Multi-Verse Allie
Summary: Allie Jonas life is miserable.
She live with only one parent. Her mother is always sick.
Her father is doing who knows what.
What happens when an angel appears and gives her segundo chance in life.
A chance to have both parents and be happy.
But there's only one little flaw in having the perfect life.
She knows the future. Is it a gift or a curse?
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"Allison Margret, get up. We're going to be late," Renee Jonas said from the kitchen.

Fifteen minutos later, a seventeen ano old girl walked into the kitchen, wear a short sleeve t-shirt, hoodie, blue jeans,...
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Role playing or Rping as most of the community calls it. Almost everyone's done it one way or another whether they realize it or not. Remember those days when you'd pretend you were a movie character or a prince/princess or a pirate or whatever. You were role playing in a since. Now days when you hear the word role playing you probably think things like War Craft, estrela Craft, Nights and Dragons, Toontown, etc..
Something you've probably never figured however, is rping in relation to writing. Writing, that's all rping basically is. It's just composição literária a collaborative story from different points...
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Chapter 1
The miracle
It was over I only wanted my father and I could no longer have him. Yet again he was seduced por some girl. I never got what she met my “she was taking him away from me.” But I knew it met that I was going to be alone. Once again. That is a truth I could not handle I’ve been alone most of my life I didn’t want to be anymore. I just got my father back and no he is leaving me for some broad. I didn’t want to face the facts so I jumped of the roof of my house. The pain was excruciating but only lasted for a second. I sure thought I was dead when I open my eyes and...
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