This is for আপনি Kasey, I hope আপনি like it. ^^



This is just like anyother story আপনি will read from time to time, because it has a main character, sub characters, a setting, and a theme.
But its unlike anyother story because its about a boy unlike anyother আপনি will meet, its about his passion for writting and how people প্রণয় his stories.
Who is this boy?
Why am I লেখা about him?
What's so special about his stories?
You may be asking yourself those very same প্রশ্ন right about.................Now.
Well for me to tell আপনি those উত্তর I have to start at the begining of the story.



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Ok So I have this idea of making all my ফ্যানপপ Buddies a story অথবা poem don't which yet though. Anywho if your on the তালিকা your getting one. ^^

List (I'll check your name off when I'm done making your thing):

Animefan66- Story [X] Poem [X]
Jefferyw52- Story [] Poem [X]
Jedigal1990- Story [] Poem [X]
GrimDog Story- [/] Poem []
Denom_of_wolves- Story [/] Poem []
desmariemay Story- [] Poem []
PrincessPinkla- Story [] Poem []
Sapherequeen- Story [] Poem []
Kibarules77- Story [X] Poem []
Naoko_Etsumi- Story [] Poem []
Zenif- Story [] Poem []
Fircley-burning- Story [] Poem []
Avatarzan- Story [] Poem []
Momiji-...

This is a নারুত the show, like story type thing. I was bored. ^^




I live in the Suna village. I have lived here all my life and watched from the sidelines as everyone was mean to Gaara. To be truthful I প্রণয় him with all my heart. I have always wanted to go up to him and comfort him when the people treat him badly, but i never could. But there was one দিন when I could not take how they were treating him.There were a bunch of people standing around Gaara yelling thingd like.

"Demon child."

"good for nothing."

"you dont belong here."

I just had to step in and that is what I did. I ran into the circle...

Ok so this is really sad, but I wrote it because I had this dream that my father died and before he died he ব্যক্ত “I will never leave you.”
Yeah very sad dream that was.
But this is not about my father really because I don’t hold my fathers hand অথবা চুম্বন my father that would be weird. But the main idea was from that dream, I just switched it up to make it a প্রণয় one. So I hope আপনি enjoy this.


A Funeral
By: Whitney(Whinny) Forsberg

Screams of hysteria,
Black dresses,
Cries of pain,
Black pants,
Sobs of sadness,
Black shoes,
Tears of love,
Black shirts.
I have never been to a funeral, until...