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posted by E-Scope90
Okay, this is my oversized story. I just really hope you enjoy. I originally posted this last year, but for some reason, it got deleted. So I'm re-posting it. Enjoy.

The Streets of Manhattan
9:36 AM
I was running away. Running away from it all. I just couldn't stand it anymore. All the abuse, the fights....I couldn't take it.

I was literally running away from these guys. They were trying to rape me. They were chasing me with actual knives. I knew I wasn't going to survive. I was running in heels...I wasn't going to live. I wasn't going to live!

"Get away from me, you ra-"
I tripped onto the streets.
It was pouring down rain, and there was a sixteen wheeler rushing torwards me.
I screamed in terror.
This is the end......
I closed my eyes. Brace yourself.....


BOOM!!!!!!
....
....
....
....
....
....
....
I'm dead.....
It's over.............
But then I opened my eyes. I saw scraps of metal, glass and other debris all over the already soaked road.
The truck had crashed into a diner.
"I'm.....I'm....."
I couldn't finish the sentence. I was alive.
I quickly got up and ran across the street. The boys were still chasing me.
That's where I hailed a taxi and threw myself and my suitcases inside.
"Take me to the nearest airport. Please...", I said, gasping for breath.
I gave the driver my money and I started to relax. I was safe.

For now.

I looked out the window. The stormy skies, the rain, the thunder, I felt so releaved.

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Scraper Palace, Cormick
9:20 AM
I sighed. Sometimes, I wonder what it's like as a normal person. Surprisingly, having the power to control 100,000 people can get boring sometimes.
And I never really get to get out of the palace. Even though it's huge, I just want to know what it's like in the real world.
"Would you like anything to drink, sir?"
"Uh...no thanks.", I replied.
I'm home-schooled, which I think really sucks. First off, I don't have any friends, and I don't want to force anyone. segundo off, like I sinabi before, being treated like a god gets boring sometimes. Thirdly, I want a good girl...
I sighed again.
I was walking down this long hallway.
"I shouldn't be complaining", I sinabi to myself. "I get to live like a king..."
My dad always says that you don't need mga kaibigan when you have everything that you could ever ask for. Well, I'm asking for friends. And if I could only get one thing, it would be a girlfriend. Everyone needs love, right?
......................right?
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9:50
I arrived at the airport. I wanted to get as far away from New York as I could, although I wouldn't want to go to a place as foreign as China.
Cormick.
That would be the perfect place.
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9:57
After paying for everything. I sat in the area where I was supposed to wait for the plane to get ready.
I read a magazine. There was a man wearing a black jacket, a black shirt, black pants, black shoes, a black hoodie, and he had on sunglasses. His mouth and nose were covered up sa pamamagitan ng a zipper.
.....I decided to take a glimpse at him.

He looked back.
No. He wasn't just looking back. He was staring at me.
Then, he took off his dark sunglasses.
His cold, dark, purple eyes glared at me.
I jerked back.
"All plane attendants, enter the plane immediately."
I sighed out of relief. It was time to go in.
I pushed everyone out of the way and ran inside.
posted by Skitty_Love
"Takaya's grades have been decreasing, there is a chance she may not make high school susunod year.." Ms. Mitsuba says calmly to my mother. "Takaya! Is this true? Why didn't you tell me you were failing school?" She snaps at me, who was sitting susunod to her on the cushioned chairs placed across the marble desk. I silently shrug, looking down at the patterned carpet. "Tell me!" She continues to order. "I just-" "Your father is gonna be furious!" My mom cuts me off of my sentence. Thats when I had snapped. "Quit talking! Let go of my now!" I cry, my voice thundering. Ms. Mitsuba grabs my wrist,...
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posted by para-scence
When I woke up, all the windows were covered in snow, surrounding me, isolating me from others. My stomach growled, but I didn't want to leave. I feared if I didn't get a job, I'd lose everything. I got out of the car, still wearing my clothes from yesterday, which was nothing but jeans, converse, and a black pagong neck. Not wanting to waste valuable gas, I walked around town. My stomach growled again, and the thing inside me kicked a series of blows for a couple seconds.

The buildings here were tall, and far away I could see the new, fancy skyscrapers. But here, the buildings were old and...
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Masquerade

Brightly colored masks
Lined up on the wall.
Waiting to take part
In the pagbabalatkayo ball.
Smoothly shaped plastic
Fitted to flesh,
Each of their disguises
Much like the rest.
Hiding the scars,
Unsightly disfigurements,
Ways they are marred,
Ways they are different.
Each of them has one,
Hiding the truth,
Things that are ugly,
Battles of youth.
Smothering plastic
Hinders my breath,
Tightly laced ribbon
Cuts into my head.
"Just take it off"
The insistent voice says.
"Then you could breath.
You'd be free again.
Remember the days
When life was so simple.
The whole world was good,
And yours soft and simple.
Those...
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posted by Insight357
    Grey pulled away from the house. I sat inside on the couch. Our house had deep brown walls, and light brown hard-wood floors. There were knick-knacks everywhere. Pictures of Grey’s family hung on the walls. None of mine, though, I prefer to keep mine in my suitcase.
    It may seem odd, but I keep all my belongings in my suitcase. I’m afraid if I unpack something bad will happen.
    The brown sopa I sat on, and musty smell of the house grew old on me. I walked outside to the front porch. It was one of the nice, white, wrap-around...
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posted by para-scence
My whole body was trembling. I sat up in my bed, the covers everywhere and messed up. My puso was pounding and there was a ringing noise in my ears. I scanned the room for him, and even when I saw he wasn't here, I still couldn't release my fears.

I had been raped.

Trying to keep calm, I grabbed my clothes off the floor, my sando had a rip in it, so I grabbed another sando from my closet. I ran a brush through my hair, getting out all the knots. Then I decided I couldn't live with myself this way and decided to take a shower. I turned the water on to blistering hot, and I scrubbed my entire...
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posted by HouseMindFreak
Chapter 14







The lobo did not ilipat but Koda was already on the attack. His teeth grew into their long and dangerous bite, the claws tore through his fingers and black balahibo sprouted from his arms to his hands.
Before Iah knew it, Koda was on him but he was well prepared for the young Skinwalker.

Why do are they always go for a fight first? He thought to himself biting into Koda’s neck careful not puncture his skin.
Iah was much madami powerful than Koda expected as the lobo easily threw him and pinned him to the ground.
Koda growled and bit at him but Iah lunged for his neck and locking his jaws around...
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posted by sawfan13
Lilith, still nagyelo from the tanong her beloved Howl had asked her. She so badly wanted to unleash an answer, but couldn't.

I really wanted to tell him. Yeah, I want to marry him, but I cannot speak at all. I started to breathe deeply and my voice was dry, so he could barely hear me when I said,"Yes. I will be happy to marry you." Howl and Debbie couldn't understand me, as tears started to roll down my face. Odd, whenever I get emotional or excited, or both like in this situation right here, my throat dries up like Beatrix Kiddo's did after digging herself up after being buried alive sa pamamagitan ng Bill's...
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posted by peaceanddisney
this is my first story that i made on here i'm still decideing if i want to make madami of this book or not i am still decideing on a tittle name.please do not hesitate to criticize i need it.thank you <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 I Taylor Ann Smith was not happy.I was very mad.How dare them! i thought angrily to myself.how dare them decide who i marry!.this all happened when i came down for breakfast."Good morning mother,good morning farther."i sinabi happily.Mother was cooking eggs and mag-ihaw while father was waiting."Hello darling"said Mother cheerfully as she sat a plate of eggs and mag-ihaw in front of me."good morning taylor" farther answered. his plate."what's happening today?"i asked still eating."well.. mom started looked unconfertable...we decided who you were to marry"."What!" i cried almost chocking on my food.
posted by MissMuffin38
Marissa opened her eyes, half asleep, half awake. It was 8 o’clock in the morning and she felt hungry. She clambered out of bed, rubbing her eyes so she could focus on things properly. Olivia was already out of her bed, and it seemed like she was downstairs. Marissa walked down the stairs to find her, rubbing her eyes once again. As she entered the kitchen, she saw Olivia sitting on one of the wooden chairs, placed around the table. As she walked over, Olivia looked up, and gave her a weak smile. Marissa could tell something was wrong. “Where’s everyone else?” Marissa asked, puzzled....
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posted by samuraibond005
Young Sumiko Yamakawa, a modern samurai in training, and no madami than 15 years of age. Like most samurai in training she carries around a wooden sword, a bokken, and a dagger, a Tanto. Sumiko’s older brother, Itsuki, was a samurai, one who had recently graduated from the Shinto Ryu School of swordsmanship; not only was he trained to use a sword but a short 4 foot staff as well.
    It was the araw Itsuki was to be promoted to the rank of a samurai, the only thing he ever wanted, naturally his sister Sumiko was able to attend. Sumiko was the youngest of her family, Takashi...
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posted by Insight357
Glance the other way
Rip your puso out
I just don't care anymore

You're useless
And uncaring
You know nothing!
Yet you pretend you do
You're a pretender

A pretender is just a liar in disguise
A pretender is a faker
A pretender hides
A pretender is a maker
Of the dark abyss

You told me once
I told you twice
Now what?
Do we forget the past?
Live for the future?
Or remember and continue on our path?

...Decisions...Decisions...
Left or right?
Up or down?
Wrong or right?
Please give me the answer
For I do not know
Right and wrong any longer
posted by Insight357
Yes, it was happening (again). Seventeen taon old Wyatt Thomas was being chased sa pamamagitan ng a pair of vampyres. Great. He was going to be late to school for the fourth time that week. He was sure his best friend Elizabeth would cover for him, as she'd done the other four times this week.
He spun around with inhuman speed. Blue flames leapt out of his fingers toward the vampyres. When the flames made contact the vamps flew back into the wall. Wyatt quickly ran out of the ally, and all the way to school.
Wyatt, suprisingly, got to school on time, early in fact. Even Elizabeth wasn't there yet. So, he...
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posted by sawfan13
I couldn't sleep very well, even if I was cuddled susunod to Howl. I couldn't help think of the following questions: Is this wrong? Is it bad to pag-ibig someone that is so much kinder and a better person than your fiance, yet your parents are still forcing you to marry the horrible fiance? Is it wrong for a woman raised with people and society to fall in pag-ibig with someone raised sa pamamagitan ng mga hayop and swings on vines. I kept thinking of Adam. Grrr! I can't stand him anymore. I remember the last thing he sinabi to me,"You won't survive there without me! I'm your everything! You can't hide from me weakling!"...
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posted by sawfan13
Howl leaned down, his lips almost touching mine, when suddenly we heard screaming. He jumped off of the elephant, leaving me behind while I'm struggling to get off. It wasn't a human scream. madami like a baby monkey or something. I got off of Tahji, and landed on my butt, and walked towards the bushes and leaves to where Howl went to. I see him talking to a baby monkey. It looked like the same type of monkey on "Friends". I looked at Howl and said,"Hey look! Ross has a monkey! Ha! I always wanted to say that! Hahahaha!" Howl looks at me confused, and said,"Where?" I thought of what I sinabi was...
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posted by avatarsbigstfan
Hi, AnnabethKatara here!( Old account temporarily suspended because I'm eleven:() Anyway I've been working pretty hard on this and I don't trust Fanfiction.net enough for some good critisism, I pag-ibig FANPOP anyway... Hope you enjoy!!! :)
Chapter One
Demyan
“Just wait until you see the auditorium, Demyan.” my fourteen taon old sister Anya blabbed,” It’s amazing how much it looks like the Globe theater.”
“ Mmmhmmm…..” I said, trying to drown out her annoying speech sa pamamagitan ng flipping open the windows and slamming them back down.
It was bad enough our mom had forced me to spend half my...
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posted by HouseMindFreak
1st chapter: link

2nd chapter: link

3rd chapter: link

4th chapter: link

5th chapter: link




Chapter 6

“What?”

Twice in one araw he’s had people saying strange things to him; Jax and his drunken dream and now a lobo skin wearin’ hobo talking about a creator.
Something just wasn’t right.


“Ever wondered why your family has treated you as an outcast? Why you weren’t regarded as normal?” the stranger asked.

How did this guy know about how I was treated? Koda wondered.

“Yeah but it’s because I’m, oh I don’t know, a pain in the ass?”

Even at a time like this he always had to give his two...
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posted by boomboombunni
This was the araw Andrew's parents dumped him at a hotel with one million dollars. The hotel would be his new home. His new room was rumored to be haunted, which excited him, but it was going to be lonely without any children. When he walked in, he could tell it was a themed hotel. Everyone was dressed in 18th century clothes. He had two dumpy little bags of period clothes, and his money was in his pocket. He paid a man to take his things to his room, then he went exploring. Mainly, it was just hallways with older people, but, he saw a girl who looked about his age. When she turned to look...
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posted by irena83
A dream.
Your life is never going
to be a dream.


Dreaming of
better days,
you're hoping
that pain will
love you less,
but pain
loves you more.


You're still
that sad child,
you have never gotten
away from your past.
Your destiny
is bounded
for their sins.
You cannot wash yourself,
you cannot be yourself.


They see you
as their opportunity
to restore
their failures,
but they don't see
that your desires
are being smashed,
your identity is
being erased.


You don't remember
who that person is,
you don't dream
anymore,
you don't rejoice
anymore,
tho you're still
that sad child
trapped within
their misfortune.


They want you
to play by...
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posted by HouseMindFreak
Chapter 3 of my story. It does get a bit madami dramatic and a wee bit violent/scary but it will make sense as I go further along.

1st chapter: link

2nd chapter: link


Chapter 3

Koda stood just outside his school, only 10 minutos until the first kampanilya rang. He was thinking about what Jax told him with his dream. He knew he shouldn’t let it bother him but it kept picking at his conscience like a uwak was picking at his heart.
It was just a drunken dream, he told himself.
His thoughts quickly turned to anger as he began to remember how his family always treated him.

An outcast, a screw up…

The kampanilya rang...
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posted by jacob_lover5253
I really thought he was going to halik me. Boy, was I wrong. I swear he was moving closer and closer but then suddenly he was on his feet pulling me up. I frowned but then put on a fake smile so he wouldn’t realize. ‘I really liked him but if I told him…’ I sighed as I thought to myself. We picked our stuff back up and I slipped hos shoes on and he didn’t complain. Nick carried my sando and shorts and handed me his short to throw on over my bathing suit. I smiled and gratefully put it on.

My mind was racing. Racing fast. Did he really just give me his shirt!? I wanted to jump up and...
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