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posted by alicia386
This is a continuation of The Dying Ashes. I am Katherine Adams and I have received this manuscript my aunt had sent me weeks ago. She has gone missing. I fear for her life and I wish not to speak of her. I must continur this tale.

I knew Dylon very well. He was like a segundo father to me so his death took a great toll on me. To continue my aunt's research I have had to follow those four demigods very closely. I have learned so much about them. I think that maybe it is better to ilipat from city to city so they can't get a good lead on where I am. So far it has worked.

Gabriel and Maycen were the sons of Zeus so they are the most dangerous. Their powers are not like any other demigod powers. They control not only the weather but sometimes they control your mood. Yes, shocking, I know. I have come up with the theory that since weather can sometimes have an effect on your mood, they have learned how to isingkaw weather and change it into something completely different. i feel angry sometimes when I am following them.

Elysia is the son of Hades as you probably already know. He mostly controls the dead. There are some cases that he could control the living and make them murder themselves but I wish not to see any of that.

Lastly, Arthur who I belive is the most dangerous. He is a son of Posiedon. The sea god. Arthur controls water mainly. It is extraordinary to watch him ilipat the water in such a way that he could have created tsumani on the spot. Luckly I have not been around ot see him do that.

They meet every thursday at their cave. That is where they were today. They all wore black.

"Has anyone noticed Dylon's disappearance yet?" asked Maycen.

"His wife," Arthur replied. "She moved to Europa though. I felt her crossing the ocean on the boat."

"Should we follow her? She most likely knows whatever Dylon told her. What if she knew . . . the secret?" Gabriel looked to one person after the other. No one murmured a word.

Jade came in through the door. She refuses to wear any mga kulay that aren't red or black. She is the twin sister of Elysia. He would never mention that though. "Hello boys," she greeted. "Did you honestly think you could avoid me forever?"

This is where I must stop. Too much information at one time can harm me. They know now. I can sense that they know what I am doing. If anything is to happen to me. I will make sure to hand this down to someone in the family. I only wish you, the reader, luck. If they know I am Pagsulat this then they probably know that you are pagbaba this. I fear for the both of us. I wish you the best of luck.
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posted by cuteypuffgirl
This a short poem I came up with. I'm not a descriptive person. I prefer just simple words in poems. This deals with the term, "Looking behind the smile." This is inspired sa pamamagitan ng a friend and mine's life experiences. Enjoy :)

Gone: a poem

She sat alone
in the corner of the room.
She didn't speak
she would merely loom.
Like she was a shadow
an invisible ghost.
No one gave
a damn at the most.

She would sit there
and simply stare
looking at those
who ignored her.
No one looked
at her twice
no one bothered
when she was nice.

She was a nobody,
forgotten sa pamamagitan ng all.
Her ever-blank stares
directed at the bare, empty wall....
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posted by amoremusic
I write what i feel and try to
make them seem so-real to
you, but all you want from me
is honesty.

as i write out the facts
you act like you don't really
care where my puso truly is.

Let me tell you where it
is, it's in the honesty of my
poetry, deep inside my puso
it's the only thing that reveals
the emotions deep down inside
my soul.

as i hold onto the emotions
that creates honest mga tula
that i write, i see you looking
at my private diaries understanding
who i want to be.

you look at me and you
seem to know what i'm
feeling as i'm revealing
to you the emotions that
comes from within my
soul.

as i hold the key to this
honest mga tula that i compose
you seem to believe every-little
detail that i have to say to you.
Sittin here remicsin about all the good times we had watever happened between us we were like sisters we had each others back you were there for me and i was there for you i miss all the good times we had can we go back to that now

[chorus]
dont you remember all those timez all those things we did together i miss those times so bad watever happened can you tell me yeah so i can fix it and get rid of these weights on my shoulders yeah i miss you i miss talking to you i miss hanging with you can we ever go back ot those times

i have to thank you for so many things for everything you did for me yeah...
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