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posted by Theatre_Freak
Once upon a time there was a little place called the 13 colonies. In one of these colonies lived little old m,e Angelina, but there was something different. In my colony, everyone was the same; we all had mga hayop grew crops and so on, but I was special. Originally, I lived in Paris, France with my mother and father. After my father died when I was just a baby, my mother noticed that I had a gift that only few had in our family. I was a Witch.
My mother feared for my safety and made a deal with her sister. Her sister was a specialist in the dark arts of magic. Mother didn't trust her, but she had no choice. My aunt hid me in a basket and went with me on a bangka on it's way to the colonies. There she made a life for me teaching me my powers, she sinabi it was my birth right to practice my special powers. But there with all that bright beauty and magic came the darkness. We hid our powers for they were not accepted sa pamamagitan ng the mortals. I felt shamed in who i was, in school they would tell us how witch's worship the devil and do evil to all that dare tumawid them. But with all that hate there did come love, a wonderful boy named Adam. He was the son of the leader of the colony and Adam was the sweetest of them all. We would sit in a field and eat honeysuckle and we would walk to the ocean and skip rocks. He was sure a looker to and one araw I told him my secret and he then truly embraced me for who I was. One rather strange araw i walked in my tahanan and my aunt was crying hysterically she sinabi that someone walked in while she was casting a spell and ran of to tell the leader. IN only a while they would come for us and our days would take a tragic halt. I looked out the window and saw Adam and his family feasting and the whole town celebrating. I ran into the forest i knew they would go looking for me and find me to but what was i to do, wait and be killed. I ran and immediately when i came to a halt for rest, there was Adam right in front of me. "Why did you do this to my, To my family, I trusted you!" i said.
"Angelina you know if i could do something I would."
"Would you, how do i even know that anymore...It's just hard to see the man i pag-ibig feast to my death."
"You still pag-ibig me?"
" I would have to be absolutely out of my mind not to ... your the best thing that's ever happened to me, and i thought you loved me too."
"You have brung magic back into my life, of course i still pag-ibig you, close your eyes and hold out you hands i have a surprise for you."
I brought out my hands and thought 'could it be a ring, maybe we will runaway to a different colony,' all i knew was something great would happen. all the sudden i felt a burn of twine on my wrists. I opened my eyes and wish i hadn't my hands were bound and i was to be hung for the witch that I was.
I roamed the earth as a spirit and haunted Adam And his family for years. After a few centuries i could go to the place where all magical creatures could roam free. But i came across an extremely mapait witch. She cursed me that every buwan of October every taon i would return in human form and if i fell in pag-ibig and that person loved me back then at the midnight of Halloween i could go to the place where all magical creatures dream of going. You may think that that would make things easier but it's harder to pag-ibig when your puso is dead.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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January 1st 2010
Dear Diary, my name is Cassandra (Cassie) Thorp and...
My new years resolutions are...
1. GET A BOYFRIEND!
2. Tell Gwen how much she owes me from last year.
3. Try not to spend hours staring at pictures of Henrie Green (my future husband).
4. Use madami Clean and Clear.
5. Try to gain some weight.(I look anorexic)
6. Feed Pepsi.
7. Stop killing all the goldfish.
8. Shrink.
9. Don't smoke.
10. Earn madami money.

Well, a new year, and I want this one to be better than the last, which is probably a pipe dream but... you never know. I just wish Cerys and Tareesa and Amelia would except me into...
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posted by GreenLight24
Author's Note: Hey, guys! :D I've finally drafted the third installment of the "Blacktie." series. It does require some knowledge of the first two stories posted in order here: link]http://www.fanpop.com/clubs/writing/articles/213262/title/blacktie-revised-version[/url][/url] and here:link]http://www.fanpop.com/clubs/writing/articles/213538/title/blacktie-dinner[/url][/url] This is the story of Blacktie's run-in with a female accomplice! It picks up right where the segundo story left off. Enjoy. :D

Anthony gently pulled at his bow tie and unbuttoned his amerikana as he peered devilishly towards the...
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posted by malmcd
You want to be there. You know you do. Don't lie, dahling. It's okay. I know what you're thinking when you look up at that splendorous place atop the mountain. I
know what fills you, spurs you on, fuels your dreams. You're obsessed with being chosen. Everyone is.
    The Land you thirst for has loomed at the tuktok of the mountain in Metopia for as long as you can remember. But for most of the year, it's covered in fog, it's color changing with each passing araw as if it's a gargantuan mood ring. You begin your mornings staring at the fog, longing for the fateful evening when...
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posted by OlivFirecracker
You laugh at something just not funny and the only thing you do is apologise, even if you don't mean it, you do because the people hearing you laugh do not appreciate it. How could they?

You hear something sad about another and you apologise, because you may feel bad for them but you don't know what to say and you think saying anything else or not saying anything at all is inconsiderate, but it's not fair on you because you don't know what to do with that information.

You did you best to save something or someone for someone else but you fail and you know that you haven't Nawawala anything but...
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posted by serenacullen93
Hello my name is Leila Claudette Xavier the daughter of Max Oscar Xavier. The CEO of Xavier Arms Of War or X.A.W. it is the number one provider of weapons for the arm forces. X.A.W. has been around since world war one we are a family of geniuses mean the Xavier are know for that. I graduated from college when I was ten years old and was valedictorian of my high school class at the age of eight. I’m now fifteen. I woke to the sun pouring thought my baya window here in Virginia tabing-dagat near Camp Pendleton so named after General William Nelson Pendleton an Episcopalian minister at Grace Church...
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posted by MomoThePuppy
Terrence moved slowly, watching where he placed his feet. He didn’t want to step on those certain floorboards that squeaked and risk scaring the small girl. He quietly picked his way across the floor, and stopped at the edge of the child’s bed. Gently, he placed a hand on her shoulder, and for a moment, his eyes became locked on the stark contrast of their skin tones. She was very light in color, almost a peachy shade. He was dark in tone, close to the color of chocolate. He smiled at this.

“Rosie,” He said, voice barely above a whisper. “It’s almost daylight. Time to get up, kiddo.”...
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posted by Me_Iz_Here
(Not a very creative name, I know)


ONE

I sat on the bed. Doing nothing. Nothing. Nothing. I looked at the clock. Friday, five-fifty-eight PM. Five-fifty-nine. Waiting. Waiting. puso pounding. Counting seconds. Every week. Every week, SHE came. SHE would try to kill me. Then I would scream for help and they would come. Then I would get a lecture that nothing was there, possibly some treatment or whatever. Then susunod Friday at six, it would happen again.
Forty-five seconds. I glanced at the book. I brought it with me. That way, no one else would read it. It was old and leather-bound, and had pictures...
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posted by EmoKidSteven
Well you see
I'm not myself anymore
Well you can see
What I've done
Blinded myself
Nawawala my direction
In this times
That are getting cold
In this moment
To behold
And shine

Here's a poem
For all the loved ones
Here's a grave
For all the dead
Here's the oxygen
For all the living
Here's a tissue
For tears that are shed
I'm Nawawala now
I'm here now
I'm Nawawala here
sa pamamagitan ng Myself
I'm gone now
I'm Nawawala again
I'm lost
sa pamamagitan ng myself

Well take your houses
Take your money
Take the things you don't need
Live the life
You've always wanted
And then burn the memories
Take the good times and the bad
Take the happy maybe the sad
And turn, turn yourself around
I'm Nawawala in my own fairytale
Where I'm the winner
All over again
in my daydreams I've Nawawala all hope
All ambition
Looking and losing an only friend

I'm Nawawala now
I'm here now
I'm Nawawala here
sa pamamagitan ng Myself
I'm gone now
I'm Nawawala again
I'm lost
sa pamamagitan ng myself

I'm lost
I'm here
I'm Nawawala here
sa pamamagitan ng myself

I'm Nawawala now
I'm here now
I'm Nawawala here
sa pamamagitan ng myself

sa pamamagitan ng myself
posted by twilight-rocks9
plz tell me if u like it or if i should write more.


And his hair I pag-ibig it!” my best friend Selene said. I make a gagging sound. “Oh shut up Gabs you’re going to be like this your boyfriend and I’m going to suffer.” she said. “You want to suffer then let me replay what you sound like.” I did a horrible impression of her. “Oh no I have to go bye gabby.” she said. When she got up she kicked sand on my arm. “Bye Lena” I sinabi a little too late. I looked at the suns miryenda on the clear blue ocean. I got up to go swimming when someone put their hands over my eyes and said...
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