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posted by BellaSwan636
Shaun

I hated seeing her cry. Knowing it was my fault immediately made me hate myself, not that I didn't already. I needed to hear her voice, know she was really here.

Some part of me registered the fact that I'd sat down, and that I had touched her, if briefly. I had said, "Tell me."

She met my gaze, looking terrified. She closed her eyes firmly, as if she was living a nightmare. Maybe she was.

"I know I hurt you, and I'm sorry," she whispered, looking anywhere but at me. "I thought it would be better that way, you had your whole life ahead of you and I couldn't take that away because of my stupid mistake - " she stops.

"Never say that. It is not your fault. Accept it, because it's mine. You only took my life when you left." I am not lying.

I realise that I have pinned her to the wall, but worse, she isn't struggling. I immediately release my hold. What right would I ever have to hold her captive?

She didn't seem to care. She leaned pasulong and kissed me with surprising force. I was paralysed for what felt like am eternity before I kissed her back.
posted by alicia386
Chadwick Prep

September 1: Kenya Welts
   "Good Morning Chadwick Cheetahs!" I chimed. "This is your host, Kenya Welts celebrating with you on this fab Friday. One madami week until Fall Formal which starts at 5:30 so don't be late." I paused as the theme song came on. It lasted a good 30 segundos so I had time to review my lines.
   It was a pleasant feeling to have everyone watching me every morning giving them their needed news update. It made me madami popular which is hard to believe since I'm already so popular.
   "Today's news starts with Kelly telling you the weather for this week,...
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posted by hgfan5602
I never thought it would be that easy,
Cause we are both so distant now.
And the walls are closing in on us,
And we are wondering how.

No one has a solid answer,
But just walking in the dark,
You can see the look on my face,
It just tears me apart.

When I first met you,
I thought,
How would I get to know this girl well?

Now,
I think,
Why do I have to leave this girl already?

But you and I,
Both of us are walking alone,
In the dark.
Even though you are not with me,
I can feel you with me in my heart.

It just breaks me to think
That you are not with me.
But now,
As I have pondered this situation
For a while now,
I have made a decision.

I am alone.
I am not alone, however, in my heart.
You are with me,
Walking in the dark,
Together.
posted by hgfan5602
Some of you may go through life,
Thinking something,
That is,
Who the hero is in your life.

I am one of those people.
But what I found is that
Even though many people are major influences
On my success in life

Such as my closest friends,
My teachers,
My parents,
Those serving for our country,
Others around me,
Or even my worst enemies.

This taon I have found that
The hero that I have
Is no one else
But me.

My hero is myself.
I inspire myself to do everything I do.
I am the light of my life.
I deny the truth,
But really,
That is nothing.
I do that just to protect myself.

I cannot let the truth overcome me
All at once,
I must let it come at me
Pieces sa pamamagitan ng pieces.

The truth is always shocking,
At many times sad.
But I must accept the truth
Even after a while.
Because denying the truth
Is like lying to myself

Denying the truth hurts my soul
But it also protects my soul at the same time.
I don't know what to believe.
It's all too shocking for me.

I deny the truth.
I protect my soul.
I protect myself.
But I also hurt myself.
posted by oboe_player
Chapter 1: Blood
Monday sprinted down the dark streets of London, quietly and unnoticed, armed with nothing but the freshly sharpened dagger on her back. Blood lust filled her eyes as she came closer and closer to her target. “Her head will be mine.” She whispered under her breath. She glanced to the side and saw the building she was headed for. Invisible to human’s eyes, the Pure House headquarters was placed right in the center of London. The mission Monday had been ibingiay today was quite simple, kill the head of the Pure House. The leader of the Ultimate House had personally been training...
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posted by hgfan5602
Why,
Is everyone being so cruel
Everyone is abusing each other
It seems like there is no good at all
In this world.

Why is everyone
Leaving me out of everything
Like I am this puppet with no string
I feel out of place,
And I am sure other people feel the same

I have searched for all these years
Someone special
Who would lead me through
The darkness
And all of my troubles would fade away.

Someone that would be named,
"My Hero."
I found who she was this year
And it was extremely unexpected,
Because...
No one else is my hero.
My hero is myself.
posted by hgfan5602
I stand in the middle of the wilderness, trembling with fear and anxiety. I need food. madami importantly, water. I am extremely dehydrated. I fear a storm coming. Anytime now, those dreadful hounds are going to come out to get me again. I have a large scar across my right arm, a large gash in my knee, and a cut on my forehead. There is almost no hope left. I must rely on the forces of God and nature to give me strength. Leaves for bandages, as a hunter once taught me. Survival skills are crucial in the wilderness, you see. This means life or death. If I live after three weeks, my family is...
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posted by dragonsmemory
((This is a true story. It takes place Memorial day. Let's see if you can figure out the mystery before I do.))

Red Bank Battlefield, in National Park, is a very peaceful place to be. Especially when you're waiting for West Deptford's annual Memorial araw parade to come marching up Hessian Avenue.

Hessian Avenue dead ends at the Whitall house, which faces away from the river. According to local legend, Anne Whitall, when the war came to Fort Mercer, refused toleave the house, even when part of the roof caved in. At that point, she took her spinning down to the cellar and kept going. After the...
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posted by AuthorForPooh
This is for all the kids who are bullied sa pamamagitan ng words. My teachers always say be bleacher people. Lift others up. I hope this poem gives that message to others.




You yell at me
mean words.
They
pierce my heart.
I say its ok.
I ilipat on.
But the words
still have power.
They still hurt
me.
My friends
tell me
its a big deal,
and that I
need to tell
a teacher.
But I say im fine.
Im really not.
I want to
believe
that im fine,
I want to
believe that
it was
nothing.
But it was
something.
Words always
have power.
Enough power to
strike me
down,
or lift
me up.
Why must
you hurt
me?
posted by Me_Iz_Here
(Short story I wrote in a few minutes. I have no idea where this came from. ._. And this has no editing or whatever, I just finished it.)


    At first, she would only appear for a split second. I would see her turn a corner in the hallways of my house and quickly run to see if anyone was there, only to find nothing. I would catch a glimpse of her in a crowded place, standing still and looking at me. I would see her in my dreams, and whenever she turned up in them, they quickly turned to nightmares. No one else ever seemed to notice her, but I always did. I never sinabi anything...
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posted by PrincessHotEmo
Why should I live,what's with life?He gave me 5 books I know them so well I know everyone page I could read it with out actually pagbaba it!!!One araw i awoke with a holy bble on my bed.It was from one of the demon's junior demon wives.It had a tag and a note saying"srry for ur troubles hope u havnt read this before lol".The oldest thing is i knew who she was because she was a human like me before the demon turned her into one of his own.Then i thought wait why havnt i been turnd in to a demon yet?Then it hit me! maybe he needs fresh to keep him alive!
posted by AuthorForPooh
 mga kaibigan stick sa pamamagitan ng you
friends stick by you
The Path
sa pamamagitan ng AuthorForPooh

The bare moment when no one's
there to guide her
feet down the worn path.
She's traveled this path times before,
but you are always there
in her way.

You scare her with your
harsh words and strong hands,
she runs back every time.
You laugh.

What she doesn't realize, is that
we too are on that path.
Her friends.
We pull her to her feet
and push past you.

Because she's never alone.






Im tried of bullying. Its mean. As a friend i will stick sa pamamagitan ng my friends. Help stop bullying!
posted by DarkGirl23
The sound of laughter echoed in my ears, and the darkness enveloped me in it’s grip of represented death. Existing of nothing, I lay there staring into the blackness, what resembled my soul of utter torment and misery.

I liked it here, despite the dark laughter that echoed in my ears, this dream was comforting. It felt like I belonged, even though I felt like I was being strangled sa pamamagitan ng an invisible force.
Maybe that was a sign that everyone, everything, wanted me gone. So gone I shall become.

I took note of my dreaming, and immediately woke up. I looked at my side table, where the kutsilyo lay. Gripping...
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posted by snootygirl50701
 pheonix
pheonix
Fire's Shadow -proluage
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" Evergrace,world of belligerence ,we are proud to announce that the queen's child has arrived! Princess Grace! " A tall skinny black suited man shouted over tears from the people screaming of joy.
The man stepped down as king Chase stepped up to the steps ready to speak with his deep voice. His blue eyes splashed across the crowd as his hair slanted to one side.
" with the baby here,I must say God bless to our newcomer. My first child is a beautiful child with weight of 3.31 pounds. She is healthy and...
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Chapter 1
A Tragic Loss




“Bye dad! Bye Jen!”
“You’re not going anywhere mister!” The person yelling was Jennifer Watson, A very kind person. But unfortunately she was also madami than a little vain. Jennifer’s idea of a good time was dependant on how many parties she could visit before being dragged back home. She also happens to be my sister. Well I say sister; she’s actually my adoptive sister. I was adopted when I was 5 years old after my parents died in a pang-iski accident. “If I have to clean this place up, then you are too!”
“But there’s not much left and you have everything...
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posted by dragonwriter
As time moves pasulong it makes me wonder how much can it change a person. Or what it can change. When I look back to my past it gets me thinking abouthow much I have changed over the years. My perosnality to the type of people I am around.

Back when I was younger I had a lot of anger issues. I still do but over time I have been able to control them for the most part. I used to be good at school but that has changed dramatically as well. Now I am on the edge of failing my junior taon of high school. It really does become a growing issue and it seems no matter where I look there is just no way...
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 Me & Alyssa three days before she was kidnapped. Alyssa is the one on the bottom.
Me & Alyssa three days before she was kidnapped. Alyssa is the one on the bottom.
When I was 13, I heard the worst news ever.
My best friend had been kid-napped, and murdered.

I couldn't believe it.

As a matter of fact, I didn't.

I yelled and screamed. I kicked. I cried and tried to convince myself that it was all a lie.

I finally cracked and admitted it to myself when the news came on.

And they showed her dead body, lying there.

I missed her.

~

Two months later...

There was a knock on the door. I got off my kama and went to answer it.
It was the detective.

"Miss Johnson?" "Um.. yes?" "We found out who killed Alyssa." I gasped. "Come in!" He stepped inside. "I am only informing...
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posted by Isabella121797
-Chapter 3-
Goodbyes

I was on the marble steps in front of my high school. My mga kaibigan were crowded around me and once again we were crying.
This was my final goodbye, my farewell.
We were all huddeled around each other as we took some final photos.
I knew the time had come when my driver pulled up in the black Mercedes.
They promised me they'd visit and facetime me 24/7.
That was a promise I hoped they kept.

I had the window rolled down the whole time as we drived away. I kept waving till they were out of sight, and thats when the tears really started to pour. I slumped against the back upuan and tried...
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posted by StarsGoBlue
Chapter 4: Side Of A Bullet

Nicole had just woken up, and was still half asleep. Her body was cramped up from her sleeping position. Her arms were thrown above her head and her head was turned to the  crook of her neck.  Nicole rolled her sore body toward her small metal dresser and flung her arms behind her messy head. Nicole made an attempt to roll herself off her bunk, but froze when she heard distant footsteps outside her door. 
"Get up!"
Baird kicked in the door to her room, which caught Nicole off guard. She let out a small yelp and tumbled off her bed. 
"Mornin', Sunshine!  Ready to...
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posted by Itachi_lover
Today.
Today was the day.
The araw I was going to find out was he really my older brother?
I met him when I was 8. When both my foster parents died.
He was there trying to make me feel better. He was nice and kind. From that araw on he was always sa pamamagitan ng my side making me slime whenever I was upset.
Some mga kaibigan of my real parents sinabi that I had a brother but they never knew what happened to him. I truly hope that he is my brother. He was 3 years older than me and they say that he was about 3 years older than I was.


I couldn't wait for the blood test to be over.
But what if he really wasn't my brother.
Would...
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