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posted by para-scence
The পরবর্তি morning, I couldn't bring my self to get up. It's Friday, I told myself. At least that was something to look অগ্রবর্তী to, I guess. I sat up and yawned. I slid out of bed, and nudged Briar with my foot.

"Wake up," I grumbled. She blinked, groaned, and rolled over. Oh well. She'd get up sooner অথবা later. I went to my closet, picked out my clothes, then went to the bathroom to change. When I came back, Briar was fully awake.

"Can I borrow some clothes?" she asked. I nodded to my closet.

"Go 'head. It might be a little big on you, but I'm sure you'll find something." I went to the রান্নাঘর and, unusually, I made breakfast for myself and Briar. She came out a couple মিনিট later, in a new change of clothes.

We went to school, and since I knew ahead of time my car wasn't working, we weren't late. I went to English class, and took my seat.

"Irina?" I looked up. It was Blake. "So, am I coming over tomorrow?" There's a reason not to look অগ্রবর্তী to the weekend...

"I guess so," I sighed. "You can come over at noon." He nodded and went to his seat. I'm glad the conversation didn't take that long.

I made my way to lunch, অথবা at least to the bench that I sit at while I wait for everyone to go to the cafeteria. I heard laughter.

"That's her?" a voice said. I looked up, not even meaning to. There was a group of people, including Blake. With him was Heidi, Brenda, Gwen, and Mateo. Heidi, Brenda, and Mateo were smling in my direction. Heidi and Brenda giggled, and looked away. Blake looked indifferent. The girl I remembered as Gwen looked at me pitifully. I ducked my head; I wasn't in the mood to be laughed at... অথবা pitied. And if anyone here was to be pitied, it was Gwen. She didn't seem like she wanted to be there. She was too... nice. Ok, well I've never ব্যক্ত a word to her. But a couple months ago, I had taken a fall down the stairs, and she'd helped me pick up my books. And she asked if I was ok. That had to count for something. I know if it was Heidi অথবা Brenda, they would've laughed it off and not even bother.

***

Finally, school was over and the weekend was finally here. I went home, only to find Drew istting on my front porch, waiting for me. I gulped.

"Um, hi," I ব্যক্ত in a quiet voice. He stood up.

"Let's go," he ব্যক্ত gruffly.

"What?" I asked. He grabbed my hand. Most girls would be thrilled for their boyfriends to hold their hands in public, but not me. It only worried me more. It meant I had no choice whether to go অথবা not.

"We're going to Skye's house. The game's on tonight," he said, not even looking at me.

"Ok," I said. Good thing I didn't have to work tonight. We walked a couple blocks, when we came to Skye's house. I've been here before; it never ends well. We let ourselves in. The house was fairly quiet, except for the blaring সঙ্গীত underneath our feet. I bet Skye's parents were gone. Good. Then there'd be alcohol. We went down to the basement, where everyone else was already there. Briar sat in a recliner chair, that was placed off in the corner. She had her knees up to her chest, and her arms were wrapped around her legs. She looked petrified. She loosened up a little bit when she saw me, and smiled. আরো off to the center of the room was Skye, of course, and Drew's other বন্ধু Laken and Blaine. They called Drew over when they saw him. Drew smiled and pushed me away to go যোগদান them. I don't understand why he even brings me along.

I grabbed a বিয়ার off the টেবিল of snacks and beverages, and sat on the arm of Briar's recliner. I offered her some, but she just shook her head. We don't usually talk when we're around the guys. Anything that could make them look at us, অথবা make them remember we're there we tend to avoid.

***

I had way too much to drink tonight.

I realized this when I puked all over the floor. If I had been thinking straight, I would've been terrified, because that definitely got the guys' attention.

"Aw, dude!" Skye complained. Drew apologized, and came over to get me.

"We're going," he said, he went to take my hand, but I pulled away.

"Naw! I dnt wann to!" I slurred. My eyes rolled back in my head, but just for a বিভক্ত করা second. Hopefully I wouldn't have a seizure right now. I took a deep breath.

"I ব্যক্ত we're going," Drew ordered. I protested once again. His face turned slightly red, and he pushed me backwards, and I fell into the snack table. Chips, sodas, and বিয়ার bottles spilled all over me. I gagged. I heard Briar scream my name, but it sounded আরো like an echo. I heard a crack; Skye probably slapped Briar. I opened my mouth to yell at him to leave her alone, but when I did I forgot what I was going to say. Drew reached down and grabbed my hand, and yanked me up so fast my head spun and I almost threw up again. He marched me up the stairs. He didn't stop until we got to the front door. He pushed me in front of him, then spun me around and pushed me up against the door. My head collided with the wall, making me even আরো dizzy.

"Listen here, bitch. Don't আপনি ever talk back to me like that again, got it?" he seethed into my ear. I nodded limply. He let me go, and then pulled me out the door. I stumbled behind him. Ugh, it was such a long way home...

At one point, I fell to my knees and began vomiting uncontrollably. Drew kicked me, and I fell over onto my side. He groaned in disgust.

"Go প্রথমপাতা on your own, slut," he said, then left me there, still throwing up. I finally stopped after ten minutes, and then went home. I had to use trees and mailboxes for support, so it took a lot longer than it would have if I was sober. But I'm not complaining; I'm glad I even went in the right direction of my house.

When I got home, I spent a couple আরো hours in the bathroom, leaning on the toilet. Then, once I felt a little better, I went to my room and fell asleep. Maybe I'd sleep right through tomorrow and wouldn't have to do that stupid interview with Blake.

***

When I woke up, I felt absolutely terrible. I could still taste the vomit in my mouth, and that made me feel even worse. I sat up, and gagged for a moment, then went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I looked at myself in the mirror. My skin looked slightly sickish, and my eyes were bloodshot. It hurt to look in the mirror; I was extremely sensitive to light now. I squinted my eyes, then went to my room and grabbed my sunglasses. There; that's better. I got dressed, and sat down for a small breakfast when there was a knock on the door.

That must be Blake.

I sighed and went to get the door. He looked kind of... worried, I guess. He furrowed his eyebrows when he saw me. Geez, I didn't look that bad, did I?

"Uh, আপনি ok?" he asked. I stepped aside to let him in.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I ব্যক্ত in a kind of irritated tone. He came in, and stared at me. Doesn't he know it's impolite to stare?

"What's with the sunglasses?" he wondered.

"Does it matter? Can we just get this over?" I asked. He nodded. We went to the kitchen. He sat in a chair while I sat on the counter. I finished up interviewing Blake. I learned that he never really wanted to be a football player, but his dad made him. And he wants to be a carpenter when he graduates. He doesn't plan on going to college, but he probably will because of his parents. I learned a lot আরো things about him as well. I was beginning to think that he wasn't so bad after all. He was actually really funny. I found myself laughing at almost all his jokes.

Then it was my turn.

"Tell me about your family," Blake smiled. I clamped my mouth shut and but my tongue.

"Uh... It's just my Dad and I." He seemed to sense my change of mood and frowned. There was an awkward silence. I turned my gaze to the floor.

"Do আপনি want to tell me about it..?" he asked cautiously. I looked back up at him.

"I'd rather not right now," I ব্যক্ত quietly. He nodded and went on to the পরবর্তি question. I told him about how my dad's engaged, and that I don't care for her at all. He's never really home, so I'm on my own much of the time. I've always wanted to do horseback riding, but my dad thought it was dangerous. I'm scared of heights; and I hate rude people. We went on and on, some of the প্রশ্ন we asked each other weren't even on the তালিকা of প্রশ্ন to answer.

I didn't mind talking to Blake now. In fact, it was a lot of fun. Before, I'd told myself I would only give direct answers; don't add anything he didn't need to know. But I didn't. I told him a lot আরো than I had expected to.

But I still kept some secrets.
posted by Cuddles
A/N: My first poem I post here...I hope it is any good.

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Memories

Far distant seem to be
the things I now call memory.
The good and bad, the right and wrong
share a thing, cause they are gone.

Long forgotten feelings rise
each of them in their disguise.
They are not dead, so it only seems
waiting patiently to haunt me in my dreams.

Will it ever cease to be?
Even if it's called memory
Does that mean I always have to remember
to give up, to hide from them, to surrender?

Whenever I fight them I will lose.
I have nothing between I could choose.
No matter...
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posted by Pushkin319
Remember that আপনি want to make a good impression and that the presentation of your manuscript is the first step. When you're preparing a manuscript, whether it's an article, a short story, অথবা a novel, there are certain styles that make your piece stand out. আপনি want it to look professional—not like the large percentage of manuscripts that appear as if the writer took no care at all in the presentation.

Writers disagree on whether editors really care about the typeface and the line spacing and whether the manuscript follows a certain style অথবা format. Some editors don't care about these things,...
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CHAPTER TEN:
Two hours pass, and during those hours, I ponder what to do next. Danny lays unconscious, his wounds have healed, but I can sense he still is in pain. On impulse, I have injected him with my blood. I enough to turn him into a vampire. I know he will not be as powerful as I was when I was turned, as I have not প্রদত্ত him enough to accomplish this feat. I lay back in a chair, continuing to ponder my পরবর্তি move. I am startled when the phone rings. When I look at the clock, it is eleven thirty. I answer, not knowing what to expect. “Hello?” I answer. “Hey Ashley.” I hear from...
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Me: okay i actually found this story in my local newspaer from 20 years back. And i'll put a symbol for town names. I don't want rapists অথবা pheaodifiles coming to my town... okay lets begin. And i shall have to give some background history. Well at there was a renovation going on at $ which was between # and &, for an old mental asylum to be converted into a power house musuem. Anyway so this story takes place then. I think i'm not sure of dates.
$ was a small town, very small as in like only three -5 thousande people


okay so in Australia out in the country there was a young couple travelling...
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posted by ChiliPepperLuv
People say ফুলেরডালি are beautiful.
They're beautiful, that's true.
They also provide oxygen for us.
People say weeds are ugly.
They apparently have no value,
Nor do they deserve to live.
I'm not talking weeds that grow in the garden.
I'm talking about wild plants.
Well, weeds are flowers, too.
Just give them a chance.
Once আপনি get to know them, they're amazing.
They can be just as pretty as flowers.
I may not be an orchid অথবা a sunflower.
I may not be a rose অথবা an iris.
I'm আরো of a dandelion.
I may be a weed, but I'm not so bad.
Give me half a chance. I'm pretty neat.
So, weeds are flowers, too.
Get to know them. They're pretty great.
posted by deedragongirl
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I love this photo.
Hi guys, since I প্রণয় to write, here are the topics that I প্রণয় to write.

Travel Log

After watching a few চলচ্ছবি of Rick Steve on Youtube, I was very inspired দ্বারা him to be a travel log since I প্রণয় travelling, especially to Europe, আরো parts of the US and both South and Central America.

Movie & Musical Review

I প্রণয় to write about চলচ্চিত্র and মিউজিক্যাল that I had seen, so whenever the latter is adapted into the former. I would also compare them if I had seen a musical before, however spoiler alerts ahead!

Book & Movie Review

Although I had done this a couple of times on Dan Brown's Da Vinci Code and দেবদূত & Demons, I hope to do আরো of this!

Enjoy Writing!

Whenever I write, I tried to improve myself and on my লেখা skills. It also became a hobby that I really enjoy!
 How I wish!
How I wish!
posted by mermaidgirl1010
Another দিন in paradise, NOT!
Just another summer দিন of hanging out with বন্ধু and such.
Omg. He. Is. Hot. My friend and I were riding our bikes and I saw the cutest guy IN THE UNIVERSE. Well, maybe I am exaggerating but STILL! He is hot!
I must have been staring because the পরবর্তি মিনিট I was on a tree. OMG. He was looking at ME!!!!!!! ''Hi I'm Brady."
"I......I........." OMG! Sooooo stupid! My best friend was gone now and he leaned down. OMG. He kissed me! Then...... gone. I was in my bed. Was it a dream? Well, I think i'll check just to be sure.
posted by Insight357
Alexander stood in front of me. I was looking up at him from my spot in the shower.
    “Now what did আপনি think আপনি were going to accomplish দ্বারা coming down here?” He asked, and looked around.
    “I thought আপনি wouldn’t find me,” I admitted sheepishly. It sounded stupid when I ব্যক্ত it.
    “Your thought process has yet to amaze me,” he chuckled. “This room is sound proof, right?”
    “Uh, yeah. Why?” I looked up at him curiously.
    “Just wondering if that maintenance...
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In 1952,Audrey Hepburn was in Rome,making the film Roman Holiday with Gregory Peck.She was engaged to James Hanson,a লন্ডন 'playboy',and she asked a famous Italian designer,Zoe Fontana,to make her a dress for the wedding.

Signora Fontana said,'Audrey was 23.She was so young and so beautiful then.She tried the dress on many times.It was in white lace,with a lot of tiny buttons down the back,and she wanted to wear ফুলেরডালি on her head.'

But 2 weeks before the wedding,Audrey Hepburn decided not to get married.She phoned Zoe Fontana and said,'I've cancelled the wedding.But I want another girl to...
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I think that the most important lesson I learned from my mentor, লেখক Arline Chase, concerned foreshadowing. Here is the যেভাবে খুশী House Webster’s definition of foreshadow: to প্রদর্শনী অথবা indicate beforehand. In other words, to provide some hint, clue, অথবা indication of something that is going to happen.

Why is foreshadowing important? I learned this lesson the hard way. In many of my first short stories—which I recommend as a medium to anyone testing the waters to see if they want to write fiction—I thought that I was being so crafty with my endings. I wrapped up the crime (or whatever) with...
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Mick Jagger went back to his old school recently-for the first time since he left in 1961.He was invited to the school to open the 'Mick Jagger Performing Arts centre',a new সঙ্গীত and drama department at Dartford Grammar School.

Jagger ব্যক্ত that he was 'honoured' that the centre was name after him.But in a newspaper interview 2 days before he told the journalist that in fact he hated school and that he used to be a rebel.

He didn't use to do the homework-'there was far too much'-and he was continually at war with the teachers.He used to break the rules all the time,especially rules he thought...
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Write hard and clear about what hurts.
-Ernest Hemingway

There is nothing to writing. All আপনি do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.
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Everybody walks past a thousand story ideas every day. The good writers are the ones who see five অথবা six of them. Most people don’t see any.
-Orson Scott Card

For me, লেখা is exploration; and most of the time, I’m surprised where the journey takes me.
-Jack Dann

The hardest thing about লেখা is writing.
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If a writer falls in প্রণয় with you, আপনি can never die.
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Don’t try to figure out what other people want to hear from...
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Count yourself fortunate if you've had the opportunity to attend an Indonesian wedding. The fascinating wedding ceremonies and festivities give expatriates a unique opportunity to gain insight into...
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“Sabohime-sama, are আপনি really going to send Sayorihime-sama to THAT clan?” asked a woman who was wearing a light blue sleeveless kimono, has katana on her left side of the waist and the side and back of her কিমোনো are long(goes down to ankles)and the front of the কিমোনো is short and is wearing white shorts, has blue hair tied up in a bun and her eyes are closed, “We have no choice Tatsuta, in our current condition, if Seimei attacks us with his army, we would lose. And besides, that old bag and his men can be trusted, and I’m pretty sure they can protect my granddaughter!”...
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