Character Traits mesa

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This is actually really useful, helped me keep my characters in character and give some personality to my minor and secondary characters.

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banditsns1391 I can see how this is/was helpful. I'm going to try to reference it while I write. It would be fun to expand the list. There's bound to be some traits that can overlap and become neutral. You know, such as "she's loyal to a fault." It's a good trait to have, but sometimes she might be loyal to the wrong people. But, absolutely, this is such a good tool to start with.

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It wasn't me (Short story)

posted by TDIlover226

I watched from around the corner as the little puppy, so curious with it's ways, was snooping around seeing what was in this big old house. He sniffed around, ears drooping to the floor, sliding in a matulin path. That little puppy, I had just gotten from the pound, I still couldn't think of a name for the curious puppy. Just as I thought to leave, something about the pup caught my eye, he had stopped in his tracks, staring at something that I couldn't see. That was when I knew exsactly what he was staring at, my old cat. Sapphire was her name, she was a grumpy old cat, I wasn't sure what to...

(still untiteld)

posted by QueridaPantufa

Prologue

It was as if the earth had moved. The sky was shaking, so that all there was left were falling stars. I forgot all there was around me, everything or everyone I had ever seen or heard about just didn’t matter anymore. I had found her. My true and only love. But just like a falling star, it went as fast as it came. And then all there was left was emptiness. A big hole left inside of me. I will never forget her, she saved my life in every way a person can be saved. So this story isn’t really about me. It’s about her, and all that she was. Because what does it really mean to be happy?...

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"THE BLONDE GIRL"

posted by FalliNgSparks

The girl I saw had a pure soul
Her eyes sparkled like a precious stone

Her puso was much golden than her hair
her charming hair flew in the air

.......But I knew she had an aimless life

Every part of her body was filled with an innocent tear
But I made her comfy and told her dear,

nobody is useless.

As she heard this,
every part of her body went fearless.

In a hand I saw a pearl...
& that hand was of the blonde girl.

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Lo que nunca podrá ser

posted by shenelopefan

Lo que nunca podrá ser

"Tu… entiendes mi silencio

Sólo tú… conoces mis secretos

Sólo tú… comprendes cada gesto

Sólo tú…"

Apareces tú, la Oreja de van Gogh

Me voy a morir. Arrastro mi cuerpo, adormecido por el dolor en los pasillos de este horrible hospital. La sangre brota de mi cuerpo mientras presiono la herida cerca de mi estómago, dándome fuerzas para seguir. Yo sé que no merezco lo que ocurrió, pero también sé que es completamente mi culpa. Dicen que cuando uno está agonizando, ve pasar su vida frente a sus ojos, que los mejores momentos son recordados. Eso me está ocurriendo...

Is the puso a symbol of love?

posted by ZekiYuro

The puso has long been considered to be where feelings of pag-ibig dwell.In pag-ibig songs throughout the ages,love almost always goes together with the heart.The puso has continuously been viewed as the place where pag-ibig begins and develops.Even the Bible gives quote to pag-ibig and the heart.

The role of the puso in pag-ibig must come from what happens to it when a person feels strongly attracted to someone.The strong feelings for the other person,especially in the early stages of a relationship,have the results that the puso starts beating faster and breathing starts speeding up.

According to psychologists,a pag-ibig relationship is a situation that involves a lot of stress and the body reacts to this sa pamamagitan ng getting ready to face the unknown.This has veen called the 'fight or flight' reaction,meeting danger sa pamamagitan ng fighting it or running away.So with love,the puso accelerates and breathing becomes quick.

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Save Me Ch. 4

posted by para-scence

"Good mornin'," Micah sinabi as he arrived at the park; our usual meeting place. I stopped the ugoy just in time before I nearly kicked him in the face. We laughed.

"Sorry," I giggled. "Hey." He smiled and took a upuan in the ugoy susunod to me. My cheeks flushed as I thought over yesterday. I just had to know. "Um, Micah? What'd you want to tell me yesterday? I mean, before I had to leave." He furrowed his eyebrows, then frowned.

"Huh? Oh... It was nothing."

"Ok," I nodded.

We soon Nawawala track of time, and were almost late for school. Since we couldn't take the long way, we had to take the faster way,...

BYE BYE 2011

posted by r260897

now standing on last araw of taon
i look back and see smiles and tears
somedays it was new too
somedays our mailboxes were filled with greetings
greetings of arrival of 01/01/2011
araw sa pamamagitan ng araw we got used to
night sa pamamagitan ng night we got close
so many starts so many ends
so many left so many got friends
learnt so much taught so much
learnt to smile learnt to give
learnt to die learnt to live
with loads of hugs and kisses
bye bye 2011
susunod time we'll say
"damn our puso still misses
THE 2011"
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Best Place To Write A Screenplay Is Not A Coffee tindahan sa pamamagitan ng Diane kampanilya and Chris Byrne

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The palace

posted by coolie

The palace was the equivalent of wonderland. The wind in the palace brushed the grand trees as if it were van Gogh painting a famous piece of art. The exotic inside of the palace was like a gigantic version of the Mona Lisa. When you’d sit in the king’s, comfortable, couches, you’d sink in the couches depth of fluffy pillows like an abandon sailboat sinking under water.
The king and reyna were once looking out of the balcony to view their beautiful ocean, when the ocean sliced through the rocks as if it were a sharp silver-bladed sword.
“Ohm ‘goshith ‘royallith ‘Charlessith,”...

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The Boy (poem)

posted by EmzLovesCheryl

I saw a boy today
He was beautiful and tall,
He had dark straggly hair
And he was hunched over small.
He had gorgeous blue eyes
And a cute little grin,
A good taste in clothes
And honey coloured skin.

He glanced in my direction
That made me blush,
He winked from over the road
And I laughed in spite of myself.
He grinned madami widely
Quickly glanced around,
Shoved his phone in his pocket
And made his way towards.

Before I even knew it
He was saying 'hey',
I stammered a response
Not knowing what to say.
He didn't seem to mind
In fact his dimples raised,
He started talking smoothly
Asking for my name.

He told me he was...

The Consultant Twins

posted by tyranitarfan

“I think you should sleep more, madam,” Lavender Chris said.
Lavender was a fifteen taon old girl, with a cute freckly face, long black hair and blue eyes. Her twin, April, was sitting susunod to her. A neighbour, Carla Pleasant, was sitting in front of them. And between them stood a table.
“For how many hours do you sleep?” Lavender asked. “Around five,” Carla said. April sighed. “Lavender’s right,” she said, “You don’t sleep at all. You know, lack of sleep can lead to diabetes, blood pressure, depression and God knows what all problems! And you don’t sleep! That’s why...

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Writing!

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The lobo Man-silver tiped cane

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I ♥ Pagsulat

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mga litrato

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Forbidden pag-ibig

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Andrea ran out from the old mansion, breathing hard, but wanting to get as far away from the wretched place as possible. "Stupid peices of SHIT!" she yelled into the night, at the moon. "Andrea!" a voice called. But to Andrea, it wasn't a voice. It was the voice. The voice belonged to Joshua. Joshua, who she'd walk through endless Hell to get to. But alas, she would never have him. Their worlds were too different. She turned around, her hair like a bright red flame blowing gently in the night. "Josh, what the hell are you doing? Stalking me?" She sinabi it with madami poison than intended, but...

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Pagsulat

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