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posted by BellaSwan636
Shaun

I still pag-ibig you, and I always will.

The words witten over three years ago. Does she know that I kept only this piece of the original letter? That pagbaba it still makes me remember every other part? That I sometimes wonder if it's still even true?

I wouldn't say I'd blame her if she had moved on. She had every right. But I never had.

I flinch as I remember what I told Jason.

"Dude, you were gone for, like, a day. Where were you? It's a good thing I covered for you, man. Here are your assignments and whatever. I went to Professor Taylor myself. "Patterns of social behaviour" or something. Like I care. Are you even gonna answer me?"
"Serena dumped me." Who sinabi words couldn't hurt?
"Man, that's rough, dude. I thought she was nice. You know, I used to petsa this girl, Trixie, cute redhead, I still have her n - "
"No, Jason. Sorry, but no," I say curtly.
"Just sayin'. It's better to get over it with a rebound girl, ya know."
"Shut up! I don't care!"
He is stunned for a moment. "You still care about her?" His tone questioned my sanity.
"Yes, actually, I do," I snap at him.
"She isn't worth it, man. Get over her. The sooner the better."
"I can't."

Silence.
posted by hgfan5602
I gave it all my strength,
All my power,
All my determination,
All my courage,
I gave it everything I got.

It meant everything to me,
Even though it might not mean anything
To you.
That's why I gave it my all.

It just seems to me
That life is all about going the hard path,
And not the easy path.
But it is obvious that the hard path
Is always the one requiring stamina, endurance,
And all of your power.

The easy path is simple,
Requiring little time,
But in the end,
Your rewards are very little,
Like the time you gave it.

The hard path seems madami rewarding to me,
With the rewards excellent,
Even though you have to give it
A lot of effort, and all your strength.

Being a writer requires
Going the hard path.
But I found out it is a very rewarding experience
Just a araw ago.
Cause I gave it my all.
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 will remember you always.
Will you remember me?
That is a tanong for you to answer,
And not me.

I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.

Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
You will always be in my heart.
For I know that you will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.

All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every minuto of it
Is in my heart.

I will tend to the fire
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
posted by hgfan5602
It is sad how we must leave each other,
But it is something we must do in life,
So accept the fact that we do,
And leave now.

We go our separate ways in life,
Towards our careers that we prefer.
Although we must leave each other
We still have each other's memories
Tucked safely in our heart.

We leave
But we make new friends
The leaving might break our hearts
We understand that it is something
We must do.

It is something we do
To grow in life
To build character.
We go our separate ways in life
Though sad,
However helpful.
Hi. My name is Jake Gartner, and right now, basically a huge mutant serpent is coming to lunok me whole, tear me to pieces of flesh, so I have no time to talk right now. Oh, um...you want to follow me? Sure, just accept that everyday will be the best of the thrills. Right now, we are not getting any help from the immortal world, so just know that we have a horrible system of magic right now, and we have an extremely low supply of weapons, thus, the chance that you will get out of this mess is around eighty-six percent. (because of me, the master of war) Oh yeah, the serpent. Enough talk. (ROARS) Off to kill a mutant serpent!!! (stabs, deflects, cuts a gash in its head, dies) That's only our first one, trainee. Whatever your name is. susunod time, I invite you to sumali with us on our battle. And it will be even madami life-consuming, if you know what that means.
Well..I guess I am not realy good at Pagsulat stories..but I pag-ibig doing it so I guess I can post one short story here~~~
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I knew nightmares pretty well. Those sick, little, messed-up dreams, which you can never forget. No matter how much you try they stuck in your head unwilling to set you free. But I guess, I'm used to that. I had nightmares since I was a little child and some of them madami than once. After I reached the age of seven they became my segundo shadow. It was like I had an alter-ego. I became so intoverted that in the end people were afraid to touch...
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posted by morganaforever
This is the first chapter of I Won't Let Him Keep us Here. Enjoy

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Missing.

The word was whirling around Carla’s head, making it ache, making the room spin.
“They’ll find her, I promise.”
“Really? Would you mind using your newfound physic powers to tell me where the hell she is, then?” snapped Carla, shrugging her sister’s comforting arm from her shoulders.
Carla hadn’t meant to snap like that, but Sophie was so naïve. Maybe she believed everything...
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posted by thetscfan121
Please comment, I need the comments, writers feed themselves from comments, so if you don't want to kill me of starvation, please comment.



Lots of bad things happen these days. War, violence, corruption, people confusing SFX for SEX, drugs, death, car accidents, etc,etc,etc. Peter knew of them and sinabi that popular line in puertorrican youth language, "ME IMPORTA UN BICHO!!!" Literally translated, "I care a dick." That's the way things are and that's the way I tell you. Well, Peter had one point against him: he was a catholic. Confirmed, conbined and sealed in paper, he was supposed to be the...
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posted by anbonie
“Nice performance!”
“Thank you, butler!”
Servant smile to Pieter and opens the door of red Ferrari. While driving no one used to speak, until Pieter say something to his butler and bodyguard:
“Did you hear when my voice trembled? I think that was 14th song.”
“No, Sir…”
“When my father isn’t near, please call me Pieter”
“Yes, Si… I mean Pieter”
They arrived to McChink’s mansion. Servant turned engine off and ran on other site of car to open Pieter’s door, but he was too late. “I’m sorry, Sir…” sinabi butler. Pieter sent him angry look: “I can open the door!...
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posted by para-scence
I'm never good enough for anyone. I'm always in someone's way. My mother, who had me at sixteen, always complains that I ruined her life. My father left before I was born. I never had any real friends; they all sinabi I was too weird, or I'm such a loser. My teachers hated me, because I could never get good grades. I could never do anything right. All my life, I've been annoying, stupid, worthless, and a waste of space. But they never even gave me a reason, so I couldn't even fix the problem. Am I too ugly? I know I'm less than average looking. My blond hair is a pretty dull color, and I never...
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posted by IloveMyLord

Fiction reveals truth that reality obscures.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities; Truth isn't.
Mark Twain
Fiction is the truth inside the lie.
Stephen King
For truth is always strange; stranger than fiction.
Lord Byron
Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so slightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners. Often the attachment is scarcely perceptible.
Virginia Woolf
Fiction is not imagination. It is what anticipates imagination sa pamamagitan ng giving it the form of reality. This is quite opposite to our...
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posted by DarkGirl23
Five years later, sixteen, and the experience of it still torments me.

I suffer sleepless nights in the dark, waking up from the strangest nightmares known to man.
The site of the body still clings to me like the stench of misery. It makes me wonder, all through this time, what actually keeps the average human going?

All we are is dead in the end anyways.
I mean, It’s not exactly like people get the opportunity to really DO something with their lives anymore. Like, for example, something heroic: slaying a dragon, assassinating the one who desires to kill and rule with tyranny, or maybe be the...
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Hey guys sorry that i haven't added a new entry for this in like 7 months, i have been really busy with school, homework, tests, etc. if your interested please let me know because then i will just try to recap everything that has happened very often. so read on, fav please it would mean a lot! thanks now on with the story


One the first araw of school i still couldnt believe that Brent was on my team, that meant he'd be in a lot of my classes.On the araw back i wore a pretty new red and black stripe tuktok with a attached cover thing, but the sando had a beautiful puntas back with black jeans. When...
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posted by meganhartxo
i suddenly felt a sharp pain from my chest before i knew it i had fallen to the ground not knowing wat had happen to me i struggled to get up i lifted my head and was shocked to see my own mother standing before me and a sharp kusina kutsilyo that i had once used griped in mothers hand i was shocked i tryed to say something but couldnt i was in to much pain but i couldnt believe it the mother that gave birth to me, raise me and that i loved dearly had done this to me i suddenly felt cold and fell back to the ground i layed there watching my mother staring at me in discust i felt a pain in my...
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posted by Skitty_Love
 Heather. Illustration(c)PhoenixRoyale
Heather. Illustration(c)PhoenixRoyale
It was a cool Autumn, just like any other. It relaxes me, feeling the cold press up against my face. My elder sister, Allisyn loved this time of year, because that was the time of the Archer's Tournament. I never really cared, even if she asks me to support her. It was such a dull & tedious event. I've always thought that it was lame, even when I was little. Not exactly my cup of tea.
"Honey, do you think you might feel like going to your sister's Tournament this year? I don't see why you never want to go, you could learn a thing or two from her, if you decide to learn how to handle a bow...
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posted by DxCFan123
MONTH 12, DECEMBER 28, THE araw SADAO IS TO DIE
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I ran away before Sadao woke up, taking my scythe with me. I was to be away from him all day, anyways. I walked around the town, looking for something to do until 1:10.

I really don't understand why I had to spy on him, he dies either way.

I just jumped around from rooftop to rooftop, watching walang tiyak na layunin people on the street. I ended up doing this until noon, which is when I decided to follow Sadao. He did things that a regular person would do, went to the bank, bought some groceries, went out to eat, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera....
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posted by shenelopefan
~Una amistad~

Hoy se lo iba a decir, estaba decidido. Se dirigió con paso firme hacia la casa de su amada. Debía ir de todas formas a tomar el té con ella. Igual que siempre. Era su mejor amiga. Él nunca se había enamorado así de alguien. Nunca se creyó capaz. Pero esta jovenzuela, Janice de nombre, era la más intrigante e interesante del mundo. Completamente excéntrica, rechazaba todos los protocolos y era una excelente negociante. Aun recordaba el primer día en que la vio. Él vio una mujer segura de sí misma, fuerte y delicada. Hermosa pero ruda. Tranquila pero inteligente. Estas...
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Meggan slapped herself.
"Get yourself together!"She told herself.Kylie came in, Kylie is Meggan's cat.She's only a kitten but has all her colors.She is black with white stripes.
"Oh, hi Kylie."Meggan said.She got out of kama and went into the bathroom.About ten minutos later she got out of the shower, put her clothes back on, and lied down susunod to Kylie.Kylie purred and rolled over susunod to her.Meggan petted her, she smiled at the feeling of Kylie's soft, fluffy, fur.Meggan felt a strange presence.She looked at the side of her bed, and saw Kylie, she looked at the cat she was petting, it had glowing...
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posted by alejpatv
    The light of the apoy faded as I got further into the forest. I jumped over roots and ducked under branches that threatened to whip my face. I ran as hard as I could. To escape, I had to keep my sister ligtas and fulfill the wish of the village chief. My tears already used and dried, but the pain in my puso still wouldn’t leave. An emptiness had taken hold where my safety and secure feelings had once been.
    On the edges of my vision, I saw a flash. I skidded to a stop and looked to where I thought I had seen it. There was a clearing where the full...
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posted by Lord_Anubis
Hope you mates will like it =3
Feel free to comment

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I'm looking at the black ceiling, in this empty room I sit.
I'm leaning my back on cold pader where light of the sun can't reach me.
I don't have any peace, same pictures are repeating in my head.

The grey clouds rise above and I'm goin out for the rain.
Let the cold drops from the skies give me peace and break my sadness.
But even hard rain can't clear thoughts of you.

And feels like I'm falling in deep abyss, dark water swallowing me as I close my eyes and turn my head up to sky.
It's eating my mind, taking away my dreams.
Oh please pull me out, stay with me.

Today I'm not goin out, I'll reamin in the dark waiting for you.
I'll defy to all my desires cause I can't ask anymore from you.
I'll be pag-awit only for you my angel.
Oh please pull me out, stay with me.