Pagsulat Article: Leave Me Alone

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posted by EmoKidSteven

The noise,
buzzing and buzzing in my ears.
It's just not right,
you think you are so bright,
saying you buzz because you care.
But it's so unfair.
I don't need your concern,
the best way you can ipakita you care,
is to leave me alone.
Why can't you understand?
Have you tried to understand?
Do I really expect you to understand?
This is not a teenage problem,
the excuse you uses so often,
This is about my freedom.
You think I don't know anything,
you think I am naive and innocent.
But things are so different.
You think because you are older,
you know madami than we do,
That’s not true.
The world has changed,
We are not the fairy tales that sing,
we are the ones who could take our lives in a blink.
No, you are lying to yourself,
blocking the truth that would make you knelt

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snZ_ladysamurai wow... that is so good.

1-2vampire omg this is so good and so true. you summed up my thoughts into a poem.

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My First College Essay- Narrative

posted by daitheflu4u

A Valentine’s Gift: A Story of Determination

Every once in a while we face certain challenges in life; whether it would be at work, school, home, or an illness. At times we don’t know if we have the courage and inner strength to get passed our obstacle. And sometimes during our worst obstacles, we can accomplish the unexpected. Depending on the challenges we face in life, we still must keep our dignity, even if we lose the battle.
The two were unprepared for the araw at the hospital, where Lisa would undergo a biopsy. They thought of the procedure...

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I pag-ibig to Write

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I write my puso on a paper

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Fairy Tail wolpeyper

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Ink and Pen

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Dear Diary... My name is Cassandra Thorp

posted by 1-2vampire

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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WhiteShade.

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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Words Can Change Things

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...

Sorry

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...

X.A.W.

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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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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.”...

Maysilee Maysilee Ch. 1&2

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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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How to Write an Effective Essay

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sa pamamagitan ng Myself

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