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Dreaming of Nightmares

posted by Sweet_Pants

Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.

I dream of all things

Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts

Within these thoughts as dark as sea

When once those wings of black

Hung over all

Shadowing but of the wretched white

That blinds me of all beauty.

I dream of all things

From happiness to highs

Let down these pills

Or I’m gone, retreat inside my mind

Where none but the darkest thoughts

Swallowing twilight

I dream of all things

From the stories told sa pamamagitan ng hidden scars

Unable to ipakita themselves

Under this intense scrutiny

That makes up this world’s attire

To the times that I could be happy

Without a drug to create

The much-needed illusion...

I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.

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iTunes Shuffle

posted by mrs-mindfreak

I decided to do a story where I put my iPod on shuffle and start writing. Lucky for me, all the songs were basically sad or angry music. So this is what I came up with :)

The rain pattered on the windows drowsily, drowning out Alana’s choking sobs. She sat in her paborito wooden rocker, and buried her face in her hands miserably. Her black hair clung to her sweaty face. Her clammy palms were wet from tears. She never wanted to ilipat from that spot again. Although she was filled with irrevocable remorse, she felt comfortable there. No one in the house, rain falling softly outside, and just...

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You Shouldn't Have Shot The Dog - Short Story

posted by chel1395

‘You shouldn't have shot the dog.’ That single thought reverberated inside my head, knocking from side to side, smashing at the sides of my skull until I had to put my hands to my temples in a futile attempt to stop the pain. The man sitting susunod to me took a swig of his whiskey, the glass bottle knocking against his yellowed and rotten teeth. His other hand held onto the steering wheel, maneuvering the car down the winding and deserted stretch of highway. I leaned my head against the cool glass of the passenger side window, willing my head to stop pounding. From the radio, the soft strains...

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A Writer’s Mini-Game Plan: Seven Rules for a Successful Career

posted by daragirard

The Writer Behind the Words

Luck has little to do with link. A long lasting Pagsulat career doesn’t just happen. A writer can burst onto the scene and quickly disappear. Another can have a series of hits then write a bunch of flops and never be heard from again. The difference between a long lasting career and one that burns out is strategy. Here are seven rules to help you find the right strategy for you and get you started on your journey to long lasting success.

Learn the power of focus. For most of us, we have madami than enough to do on a daily basis. And when it comes to any Pagsulat project the listahan can grow exponentially-...

Forbidden - Part 1

posted by kateeuy

It took some time for Scarlet to get her head around the fact that she was no longer human. Thoughts raced through her mind like a pack of wolves. Cravings. Her weakness. It was hard to resist the sweet lucious taste of human blood, running down her lips, into her mouth. So satisfying. She needed it, now, madami than anything else. Standing in her bedroom facing the the moon shining brightly in night sky. She closed her eyes gently, breathing in and out. Scarlet felt a sudden chill rise up her back bone, her teeth gowing larger, sharper, ready to feed.

That calm thursday night, the moon was out...

Modern Alice in Wonderland page one

posted by Claudia4599

They always sinabi that I was a bit mad.

I guess that’s why I hear bumble bees and geckos talking to me, and not about allergies or how to save money on my car insurance.

You see my dad and my mom is traveling the world for fun. My dad got me some teachers just for me so I won’t have to be in school with the normal kids. But I think it would be fun. I could have real mga kaibigan instead of no one. Also I could also see some real doctors about some of the things that I think of. They are strange. My fathers doctors say that I am perfectly fine, don’t worry, mentally fine,...

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The Last Goodbye

posted by sweetpea92

The Last Goodbye

I am standing on my tiptoes with my arms around him and he is bending down so that I can reach. There are tears of joy, and cheering. It is too loud to hear even my own thoughts but somehow I still manage to hear the sound of my puso in my ears as I cling to my friend. After a long moment, we both pull back slightly and my hands slide over the strange fabric of his bright blue graduation gown. I look up at him knowing this could be the last times I see my most treasured friends. His hand leaves my shoulder, and he places it lightly on my face. My puso nearly stops as something...

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The God Helpers: Chapter 2

posted by DxCFan123

I had just gotten to school, I had a STRONG feeling there is another god helper around here. I thought I was the only one on earth! I almost showed my powers. I have the powers on weather and ability to ilipat objects with my mind. When ever I ilipat objects with my mind, hand hands glow into black balls. My hands glowed a little black. But not completely. I was able to calm myself down fast enough for no one to see. As I walked into the classroom, I looked around. I saw a cute boy, the teacher had called him up, and called him Bruno, so I assumed that was his name. Then, the teacher called ME...

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Grey house

posted by irena83

~ Chapter 1: Dreams

Love. Unconditional and pure pag-ibig was there, found in their hearts. Feelings, pure and strong lived from araw to day.
But the days were cold. Cold wind froze their dreams.
A child was born.
Dreams, spreading its roots, now slowly fade.
But still live and last in the hearts of the dreamers.
A child wasn't a part of a dream, though.
It wasn't. But pag-ibig was still there, although destroyed sa pamamagitan ng many issues, it started fading slowly like a smothered flame.
Mother's eyes was full of hope and puso full of love, so pure, so gentle.
She knew. Life won't be gatas and honey, though she must be strong.
Looking at her baby girl, happy and sad in the same time, so many thoughts were flying through her head.
So many questions, perhaps a small dose of regret.
She felt sadness inside.
pag-ibig was still there, that pure pag-ibig that kept them alive, though these dreams they both had were somehow far and unreal.
A flame of pag-ibig was still burning...

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ISOLATION:1

posted by Angelcatz11

Texas Rancho Viejo 1942

Bonnie's POV
I walked quickly down the dusty dirt road, I kicked and scrapped pebbels, It was hot and dry today, another great thing when your isolated! *CRASH* I gasped, I slowed to a stop and carfully and slowwly turned around. Behind me stood a man. He had wild brown hair and blue piercing eyes, He held a gun and a charcol covered teddy bear. He smiled and inchined twords me. "Whoa pardner, who are you?" I asked in my thick texian accent. "I am a friend" He sinabi kindly. I suspiciously eyed him up and down. I reached into my back pocket and gripped my fingers around a gun I found. "Dont be afraid i'll make it all better" He moved closer to me, I panicked.Is this the phantom murder? I thought. I pulled out my gun and aimed it at him. "I dont think you will"
I sinabi sweetly, then I triggered it and shot him, he fell to the ground stunned. I smiled. When your isolated in texas you cant trust anyone. and i mean ANYONE.

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Dangerous pag-ibig Chapter One

posted by M169

True pag-ibig knows no bounderies *sigh* You'll never know what that means, unless you're me. True pag-ibig doesn't care what one looks like. True pag-ibig doesn't care who or WHAT you are. I am probably the only one who fully understands this.

You're pag-ibig could be the cute guy who smiles at you in class, he could be the one who helped you stand up after you fallen. He could be you're best friend...Or someone who has truly been there all along, etc. Thats me. I'm an etc.

For those of you that don't know me my name is Luna. My parents are hippy freaks who named my sister, Star, and I after natural beuties....

The girl who cried lobo chapter 4

posted by greenstergirl

These people were crazy and I wasn't thinking that JUST because half of the people in the room were old people.

I pulled at the sleeve of my grey jump suit and sinabi nothing. There was nothing for me to say. I was being tested on this hocus pocus. In the end I'll be like any other normal kid and I would go tahanan with no special power or no animal inside me. Right?

Tiachi got up out of his chair on the elemental side. "Okay Janie. We shall test you for your element first. If nothing happens, then we will test you for your animal. If something does happen we will test you for animal just in case...

The Troubled Series

posted by kaylap1410

We were all different, all chosen for different reasons. Some of us african american, some as white as can be. But in a way we were all the same. That is the reason they chose us, followed us since birth. Macy was one of the richest children alive, but when her parents died in a car accident she was left with nothing. Being underaged, the bank had the entitlement to take all her parents money, leaving her to fend for herself on the streets. Hunter's house caught on apoy and destroyed his mother's locket. The last thing he had of her, the last thing that kept him happy. Lila was only two years...

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When Dreams Become Reality Chapter 3

posted by I_DONT-KNOW

Here is the end of the last chapter!

Alexis was wandering in the huge feilds that were behind her new school. The long damo was up to her thighs and every now and then one stray peice would some how tickle her bare skin, making her angry. She wasnt in the mood to laugh. The sun was still glowing but the fields seemed gloomy and cold. It was cold. Alexis rubbed her arms heating them up slightly. Once she felt that she had walked far enough she flattened some of the long damo and sat down, lying back on the damo and watching the clouds go by. Her long golden hair flowed sa pamamagitan ng her sides. She pulled...

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Running (poem)

posted by EmzLovesCheryl

Always running
All the time,
Chasing a dream
As I follow the signs.
Out of breath
I miss a turn,
I wander the paths
Ready to learn.

I start to get impatient
I'm working so hard,
So how come I'm not there yet
I've played all my cards.
Life is like a rollercoaster
Mine never stops,
It takes me round in circles
Back to the start.

There are so many highs and lows
Yet they''re all the same,
I need a change of track
Something different to my name.
Each step I take aches my body
And I'm waiting for the day,
That a different train will come along
And take me a different way.

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Hope (poem)

posted by EmzLovesCheryl

Dusty Streets
A blazing sun,
pagkain and Water
There is none.
Living on hope
Crying out,
Helping others
Around and about.

Children Shouting
They wail and cry,
Willing for a change
A signal, a sign.
They're grateful for everytihng
Whatever comes their way,
They're constantly working
All night, all day.

The air is filthy
They cough and they weep,
They want to survive
They sniffle and sleep.
Begging off strangers
It's all they can do,
Someone to help them
It could be you.

-Emily Eaton (13)

Never Been In pag-ibig - Chapter One

posted by kateeuy

Amerie sat at her table, staring at a young man who sat directly opposite from her. He wore a black suit with a black and white mask covering his face. She turned around to seek her best friend Jen, smiling at her. Amerie then turned back around to see that the man had disappeared. The feel of someones breath suddenly blew on her neck. As she turned around, she saw the man standing behind her with his hand out. "Would you like to dance" asked the man politely. "I'd pag-ibig to" Amerie replied, taking his hand.

As they danced under the sparkle of the disco ball, the energy of the night was exstatic....

My attempt at a story ( The Clock Keeps Ticking araw 1)

posted by Buddy8fnj

My bike popped up a speed bump and sent me sailing pasulong a few feet, until i landed and bumbped the last half a mile to my normal little house of the corner of Clock Street. I skidded to a stop and threw my bike in the garage, then went inside.

"Hey...Mom, I'm home!" I called. I called a few times after that, then i got into the kusina and saw the usual yellow sticky note on the fridge. "Off at work, very important, pizza in the fridge." I sighed and tore the stick night off, then ripped it up and chucked it in the trash.

I was up in my room on my laptop when it all began. There was a ding...

pag-ibig kills Chapter 25

posted by hannah_vampire

A poem danced in my head “Something maybe Taken but its not Lost” Dylan had attacked and miles stood watching speaking “Loka please you’re as much As synotta, you’re evil and full of darkness”. I was pushed and bite and stabbed until they backed up and I saw what they were seeing wolves! “ aw are the Ishavaka scared of the big bad wolves”.

Tilly chased after them with hunter and josh, Wounded I was and this was about to get
A whole lot worse “ WHAT THE HECK WERE YOU THINGKING” Oni made me smile and I had to stop myself from bursting out into laughter but then sefo walked...

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You Know You're A Writer When...

posted by Phangirl7

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,...