If You Don't Have Mystery You Don't Have A Story - John Bucher

That seguinte morning I stretched and hopped out of my bed. My snow white wings unfolded and rose above my head. Yes, I forgot to mention that professor gave me wings when I was created. I totally forgot what happened last night, did he say something like he was going to experiment with hybrid Taoloids? Yes... Now I remember.. After I undressed out of my lacy oversized rosa, -de-rosa and white night vestido into my regular rosa, -de-rosa and magenta dress, I crept down the long hallways and into the kitchen. I got to make Professor Rhinestone breakfast! I unexpectedly overslept a half hora later, possibly because I was...

We drove four three hours. I wasn't even sure we were in the same state anymore. Ms. Greener rambled on about where I was going to be staying, but I didn't pay attention, so it's still a mystery. After about an hora of mindless talking, Ms. Greener seemed to realize that I did not want to have a conversation; so she finally shut up. The rest of the car ride was pretty much silent, except for Ms. Greener occasionally pointing out beautiful landmarks.

We pulled up to a small little house, that looked like a ranch home. It was somewhere out in the country; nowhere near where I was used to growing...

HEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP! I'm working on a story, okay? It's not a fanfic, and I no copy, either. Thing is, I can't decide on the name... So I have made a pergunta in the picks section of the club and I’d really appreciate your help!

So, here's the plot: 'Nike is a normal girl... or is she? Well, here's the deal: when she falls asleep, she gets sucked into Nighteden, a place that reminds her too damn much of the Video Games one of her BFFs loves to play. There are elves and wizards and sultans and monsters and castles. And she's stuck in the middle of it all, fighting with her sword and staff her...

December 24, 1997

“If we’re going to make it back in time for Christmas, we have to!” Jack Knight answered, sitting in the pilot’s assento of his boss’s Lear jet. He flew his boss everywhere around the world; his reward was use of the plane once a ano for a vacation. This ano it was Osaka, Japan. He, his wife Karen – eight and a half months pregnant with their segundo child – and their 17-month-old baby boy, Edgar, had just left the island country behind after eleven days in the Orient.

Jack was just turning 23, with light brown hair, an average build, and a thin mustache. He wore...

    Elizabeth stood up, and left the room. She walked down corridor, after corridor. Stair case after stair case, when she heard a voice.
    “I swear to God, Lucifer. Instead of being such a damned bastard-” it sounded like Wyatt’s voice. She crept closer to the wooden door.
    “Hey, I’m not the one who decided to bring her in. She’s not right for this Temple.”
    “Honestly Lucifer, you’re just mad, because she’s not drooling over you,” this was the angriest she had ever heard Wyatt. He almost...

We came back from the waterfall, as a gray lobo stopped in our tracks. Howl got onto all fours, and started petting and wrestling with the wolf. The lobo kinda growled at me, but Howl corrected him. The lobo started licking me, as I squatted down to their level. Howl told me he had to get something, so I watched the lobo until he came back. Howl came with some grapes in his hand. A batch of them. We both sat down under a tree, as he started feeding me grapes. I taught him a little bit mais of English too. I also started teaching him about love. "What is love, Lilith? Is it...bad?" "No, it's...

Please don't mind if i have somewhere a mistake, english isn't my mother language.
i wrote better stories but only this is on english
i hope you will like it.




In my street, there are many family houses. Some are big and with parking garages and some are living in car on the street. Mine is somewhere in the middle, I have my own room, one bathroom, dad’s room and cozinha with living room. We don’t have one mais floor. In the back yard is pool and house for dog. We actually don’t have a dog and every time when I ask my dad, he’s name is Mark:”When are you going to buy me a dog? “And...

So I don't know if I'm even goiing to continue this or not. But could you do me a favour and give it a read?

Run, musn't stop running. Can't look back, it's too late now, he's going to chatch up any minute. She was going to get caught, she's going to die.

4 days earlier.

Fear.Pain.Death.Alexis Baker was having another one of her nightmares, ones that she could hardly remember the dia after, but the pain and misery allways got left behind. Allways. A cold sweat covered her face and her whole body was shaking, her hands clenched and her feet twitched. She began to call out, muble words that were...

This is a story that I wrote for a composição literária contest at school. It's called My Sweet Release... Here it is:

My Sweet Release

MY NAME IS DREAM, AND TONIGHT, I lay here to die. Just lying here is perdition, and my faithless mind reminds me that miracles don’t exist. My coração bleeds out, and my newborns are still unaware of my predicament. As my little gatinhos feel content now, I recall everything in my life that led me to this moment. …

When I was nine months old, I was a normal housecat; carefree, jubilant, peaceful. I still lived with my mother, as she took care of her latest litter. There were...

It’s dark. I can’t even see my own hands. Where am I? I hear something! It probably just was a rato or something. What did they do to me? Can I escape? Are they watching me right now? Am I alone? My head hurts. I feel like someone is slamming a hammer against it. What do they want from me? Money? If it’s money, I’m in big trouble. I haven’t got any. Of course not. I live on the rua for god’s sake. Why me? Why did they had to choose me? Haven’t I gone through enough yet? Is this some kind of sick joke? Maybe it’s a punishment. I haven’t done anything wrong though. At least...

my mother called us down for dinner. we have not fixed up the cozinha so we were going to find a restaurant or fast food. we leaved close to the shops but i had to drive to get there. we all jumped into our new car. Roxy sat up front with my mother. but i had to sit back her with my drooling 2 ano old baby brother Ron. Ugh we were listing to Roxy's mix C.D she has not taste in music. i turned my ipod on and listened to it. after 3 songs we got to pizza hut. thank you! my sister really didn't like pizza hut but i didn't care. i was the first one out and went inside, i asked for a mesa, tabela for...

Chapter Six

After running away from Sean Connors because she was scared that she will do mais stupid things in front of him, Jamie had tried so hard to not bump into him. To do that, Jamie ended the futebol practice session with Mac early and after having lunch with Mac, Michael, and Jake and for the rest of the day, Jamie did some chores that were completely useless and just relaxed with her family por hanging out with her three kids and at one time, having a very steamy make-out session with her husband in the basement to keep her mind off of Sean Connors who’s equally as sexy as the man she...

OK, so this is a short story I had to write for English class. Plaese tell me what you think about it- I hope you like it.



“Z, get up,” Erin whispered and shook my arm. I opened my eyes to glare at his golden-tanned face. Erin was my best friend and all; but he was so impossible that it wasn’t even stellar.
    “I can’t believe you. Blue hair? That’s so last month,” I mumbled sleepily and sat up in bed.
    “It’s retro- purple is so not stellar… and so is sleeping in, FYI,” Erin replied with a smug smile.
    “No-...

A superhero is a fictional character with special powers.Since the first super-homem story was written in the USA in 1938,superheroes have appeared in various comic books around the world.But mais recently they have become better known as film characters.

Although superhero powers vary widely,superhuman strength and the ability to fly are common.Some superheroes do not have special powers but have developed other important abilities.In order to protect friends and family,a superhero's identity is normally kept secret,which often means superheroes have complicated double life.

There have been successful...

If you were hiking in the North American Wilderness and you saw a urso coming slowly towards you,what would you do?
a)"I'd talk to it quietly"
b)"I'd walk away slowly"
c)I'd try not to look at it"
d)"I'd make a loud noise"
e)"I'd run"
f)"I'd climb a tree"
g)"I'd pretend to be dead"
h)"I'd spray pepper in its eyes"
i)"I'd try to fight it"

Well,all of these are possible-the best thing to do depends on the mood that the urso is in.If it comes towards you slowly,experts say you should talk to it quietly,walk away as slowly as possible,and don't look the urso in the eye.It's possible that it will lose interest....