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 A Pic Of Tdi tagahanga Members Added sa pamamagitan ng Duncan_Courtney
A Pic Of Tdi Fan Members Added By Duncan_Courtney
You Know You're A Writer When. . .
(feel free to agree or disagree with any of these.)

-You skip meals or don't eat as much because you're too eager to get back to the story you were working on. (Yeah, I did this at lunch today. Deliberatly stopped eating early 'cause I had to get back to my story.)

-You have a notebook and pen or pencil that you carry everywhere. (Mine's right here susunod to me.)

-You freak out if ANYTHING happens to sinabi notebook. (I start going ballistic if I even set it down in a different place and it takes me a minuto to remember where I set it.)

-You listen to songs and think,...
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posted by hikaru13
I have a secret: I'm afraid. I'm terribly afraid that I AM GOING TO DIE. I didn't ask for leukemia. Nor did I expect it. Especially not chronic myelogenous leukemia. Especially when chronic myelogenous leukemia tends to affect the OLDER males, and I'm only what, 14?

But do you know why it has to be a secret? I have a family: my dad and Jae, my youngest sister. [Yeah, I have two more, but, they're out of my life at the moment.] They cried their hearts out once I was diagnosed. They were afraid that they'd lose another family member--after all, my mother passed away after a car accident. I promised to be strong. For Dad. For Jae. For Mom.

But if being strong means that I have to hold back all these tears, that I have to surpress all my fear in order to comfort my family, sometimes I wish I didn't make that promise.
posted by alliXcobber
Cassie
I dragged my feet through the cold gray slush and shoved my hands deeper in my pockets. i hurried down the kalye with my head hung. Icy bits of hail pelted my back as they hurtled down from the dark, November sky above. As i entered the doors of the hospital, a strong balst of warm air hit me. i whipped the folded sheet of paper of out my cold pocket and warily walked up to the front desk. My dark brown hair hung like icicles.
"I'm Cassandra Little. I'm here to see Elaine Turner," i muttered.

Elaine
I coulnt move. i couldnt eat. i coulnt drink. i couldnt think. i coulnt even breathe right....
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I was in the class the other day, and Mrs.Crosswaer was handing out new assignments. And he stared at me! Oh his name is Sam, and he was staring at me dreamly!!!!!!!!!!!
It was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cooooooooooooooool!



















I am SO SORRY! It had to be lonfer so yeah!
posted by QueridaPantufa
It was winter 1957. Everything was covered in snow and ice. It was the coldest time of the year. Especially for John Keensley. At the moment he was lying in the park, on a bench. He had put some old newspapers on him, trying to get a little bit warmer. It didn’t matter anyway, since it was snowing all night long. He hadn’t slept for about four nights now. Not since he escaped his prison, the orphanage. Now he was caught in a whole new prison. He spent the whole araw trying to find food. He didn’t have any money though, so sometimes he estola some pagkain to get through the day. When it started...
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uy guys, i hope u like this one......

Destiny.i found it just where i was trying to
hide from it.


I dragged Jared into the side, and leaned him up against the wall. I used my sleve to wipe the most of his blood from his face, and checked the rest of his body. he seemed intact. I took another shaky breath to calm myself down; all that mattered was finding out the truth. I laughed, but it sounded; wrong. I dint nottice that jared had woke from the startled sound, and was staring at me shocked. i turned around to face him, and stopped abruptly. his eyes flicked to the blood on my sleve, and back...
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I know it's short, I made it just for fun :)

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One lonely sunday afternoon
I sit in my chamber and have nothing to do
My pag-ibig is far away
I wonder if (s)he's already forgotten me

So I sadly watch the sky
See the raindrops passing by

One looonely sunday afternooon...
One looonely sunday afternoon

One lonely sunday afternoon
I'm even as my bulaklak still out of bloom
I find some old photos, covered with dust
I cannot forget you although I know that I must

So I sadly let them fly
And this time I have to cry

One looonely sunday afternooon...
One looonely sunday afternoon

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posted by I_DONT-KNOW
HIII, WELL WHAT HAS BEEN HAPPENING? ROBYN, RICK, JADEN EVEAN JOCE LILY Rose Zander AND LUKE, HAVE ALL WENT INTO THE WOODLAND TO FIND GEMMA AND BRINGHER HOME, BUT WILL THEY ALL MAKE IT BACK OUT?



I woke up groggily, and was startled when i felt someones arms around my waist, i gently rubbed my hands tentively up then. Jaden. He has to ilipat before anyone wakes up, i turned onto my other side so that i was facing him, "Jaden," i Whispered shaking him slightly, he snorted and opened his eyes, he seemed surprised to see me like i had, "You have to go back to where you where, if they see you the...
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posted by HarryPLover
"Aymen."
I finished my prayer and hopped into bed. I was just completely exhausted. So I wouldn't think about how much I missed Matt I kept myself busy. Though it was keeping me busy it mad me very tired. Matt had only been gone 3 days though. Meaning, four madami to dread. All I could do was sleep.
The susunod morning wasn't as quite, or as awful. I had gotten up way to early and figured I could watch some television. It was 4 in the morning; and just as I was falling asleep to Spongebob's voice a noise came from my computer went off. I skipped to the computer hoping it was Matthew. But, to my surprise...it...
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posted by Percysclique
Chapter 4- Near Death at Dawn
Princess Amorite woke to the sound of bells ringing throughout the castle. The warning bells. The guards knew Kaolin was missing.
    Amorite’s puso began to beat faster. It was beating to the rhythm of Kaolin running quickly out of the dungeon hours ago. She feared her puso would leap right out of her chest. If the soldiers found Kaolin, he would be killed. Amorite couldn’t let that happen.
Outside the sun was starting to rise. Kaolin was probably almost out of the city.
    Amorite had been Kaolin’s best friend since...
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posted by irena83
Throughout misty forest
you seek for spark of hope.
Your life held by
darkness thoughts,
anchor is
some place else.


Bad luck follows you
like a hook,
won't let you go,
won't leave you alone.


You smile today,
and cry whole eternity,
like that's your fate,
disturbing thoughts
to lie inside of you,
to take away everything
that you hope for.


Devil is calling your name,
leaves you not,
you don't see the angel on
your shoulder,
trying to give you a strength.


You long for life
that you don't know of,
you seek for peace,
trying to get away
from misty forest
that stains your heart
into black.
 Hayly's gucci boots
Hayly's gucci boots
this is my first marvel fanfiction.i have a great idea and i hope u like it - charly x

Hayly's P.O.V

I guess your wondering what this story is about well its my story.My name is Hayly McCarthy and i was just a normal kid living in London,England that was until the last week of my 10th taon of school when i found out i was different than my friends,family and other students.

"Hayly wake up your going to be late for school." my mom called up the stairs.I moaned and forced myself out of bed,i took and paliguan and got ready for school.Today i decided to wear my rolling stones tuktok with my cut off skinny...
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posted by AvaMarch
Away, I ran. Not caring about how cold it was or how bad my chest ached. All I knew was to run. To run fast and long. To get as far away as possilbe. My face and arms were getting sliced with passing branches but I didn't care. My legs carrying me further into the dark forest. My mind tried to process what had just happened, but I was still in shock. Both of my parents had just been murdered. And my father's last words were "Run, Lester, run." As any child, (I hope) I obeyed my father's last wishes, I ran. I didn't know if the murderers were after me or not. It didn't matter.
It was the middle...
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posted by grissomsgirl
This isn't a timeline story Gilbert is three and this is my first try at fanfiction, so please be gentle!

All CSI characters owned sa pamamagitan ng CBS except for Grissom Junior, he's mine, I hope!


Hello my name is Gilbert Arthur Grissom Junior and this is my story, I was born three years nakaraan in San Francisco to my mother Sara who was all alone at the time of my arrival, as I grew up Mommy kept making references to my father whom she wanted to either strangle for the lack of help or halik him senseless, neither of which I understand about as I'm only three. Anyway after turning three that August I started...
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posted by HarryPLover
I saw the look on his face. His immediate disbelief. (My immediate disbelief.) This could not be happening. I mean I didn't actually pag-ibig him like that could I? I have known this dude since the 3rd grade, it would make sense but not for Matthew And I. We are always the exception to that whole best mga kaibigan fall in pag-ibig thing. I mean I pag-ibig Matthew as a friend but not like that! I couldn't think straight. My head was spinning. And just when I thought it couldn't get any worse...,
"I pag-ibig you too."
Crap! Are you serious? i'm already freaking out because I sinabi it and now you say it! He doesn't...
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posted by HarryPLover
I can began to see the side view mirrors fog up as I sit alone the car. Matt was still in the front yard, pacing back and forth, and back and forth. A part of me just wanted him to get in the car already but the other part of me just wanted to stay alone. As I began to get Nawawala in my thought I saw the car door open. Matt got in and didn’t bother to turn on the car. he didn’t look at me and I didn’t look at him. He finally turned on the car…slowly..but he turned it on. He sighed low enough for me not start the conversation. As he pulled out and started off on the road I just looked out...
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posted by HarryPLover
We pulled up to little Amber Scott’s house. A thousand words were going through my head as I saw her house. No parents. Beer. Football players. Matthew. This is not a good mix. I looked back at Matt who looked just as worried as i did.
“We stay or go? Your call Jaz.” I thought about this for a good long moment.
“We’ll stay but we just have to be careful. I don’t want a repeat of the last party we went to.” He nodded his head in agreement and made a u-turn to park. We got out of the car with some caution and then headed for the door. The tress were covered with toilet paper. Every...
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posted by HarryPLover
The roar of the cafeteria was getting out of hand. Some teens screaming in horror. Others encouraging the fight. Some just speechless. i tried my hardest to push through the crowd to see what was going on. I heard the chanting of kids saying “FightFight!” Along with my best friend’s name somewhere in there in that chant. Matthew never learned. Matthew is my best friend and he can never seem to stop and think before doing something. He speaks his mind too quickly and always thinks that people should either put up or shut up. I’m not surprised that he would think that, I mean boys will...
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posted by iluvPrinceMJ213
I look around the almost empty room that is only filled with my reyna sized kama and mesa with my laptop on it. I sit on the edge of my kama and ugoy my feet. I look down at the Converse’s on my feet. When I look up Gabriel’s standing in the door way. “Big house huh” he asks? “Yea.” “I figure well find a way to make it homey.” Gabriel and his optimisticness. He sits susunod to me on the edge of my kama and I lay my head on his shoulder and touch his flaxen blonde hair and rub his tan skin that matches my own. “Keaira it’s going to be ok mom at least talked Damon into coming with...
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posted by CullenProperty
Lola. I haven't sinabi much about Lola. And now that she's gone, it's like . . . well, it's like I don't have to say anything about her. Like all the memories, great times, funny sayings that were made up along with her have now vanished. I didn't even go to her funeral. What kind of friend am I? How dissapointed her parents probably are of me. I don't know what I'm supposed to do, I'm too embarrassed to go over to their house and talk about their dead daughter. I don't know what I'd do if they came over here; What would I say? "I'm sorry about your daughter, my best friend. She was like a sister...
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