লেখা Article: BAD MEMORIES CHAPTER 2

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posted by r260897

When Zean woke up he found himself on his বিছানা and everyone busy as usual. One of his best buddy Benjamin popularly known as Ben came to him and sat near Zean saying “you were so tired that আপনি slept on the floor. Whats wrong with you?” “No, nothing.. I am alright.” He spoke this in such a hurry that could make anyone surprised. Ben looked at his eyes which were filled of confusion, Ben ব্যক্ত “ ohk…if there is any problem just call me,, I am going I trust you..”. Ben stood and before leaving he looked back saying “ I really trust you”. This time Zean was unable to classify if this was Ben’s real trust অথবা his suspense. After Ben went out he looked at Zeal as if it was the only one who understands him.
The past covered his eyes and he হারিয়ে গেছে into his BAD MEMORIES.
He saw the দিন which was clear and the sun shining brightly, but actually it was dull for his fate. He found a small boy gazing at a big mansion and with only one thing in his hands His Zeal.
“ no no no that’s past and I don’t remember anything” “ my memories are buried and if not then time and money and my work load will bury it one day” “ no I never recalled my past for 11 years and now so sudden I am dreaming about that” “ I lived my life made my path for light and still I am making path for light….no darkness is allowed to enter in that” “ it is not my mansion…. It is not” “ its not of my business… I am not related to it… even if it’s my past….then also I am not……” “ ITS PAST AND THERE IS NO CONNECTION IN MY PAST AND PRESENT…”
These were the words Zean continued thinking till his mind gave up all energy that he regained and he at last fainted…..

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Step-by-step guide: Mary Sue's

posted by vampiress015

I presuming we all joined this spot 'cos we প্রণয় to write, right? If so then আপনি all know what I'm talking about when I say that we all প্রণয় our main characters and sometimes want to make them the best people in the world.

B-O-R-I-N-G

Yes, we want to make our main character gets the best out of the story, since it's their story. But if they're the best people in the world it doesn't really make them believable and then the reader just doesn't care about them (which is hard to understand cos we as the writer প্রণয় em, but unfortunantley it's true)

So here is my step-by-step guide to make sure that...

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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

অথবা I’m gone, retreat inside my mind

Where none but the darkest thoughts

Swallowing twilight

I dream of all things

From the stories told দ্বারা hidden scars

Unable to প্রদর্শনী 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 অথবা 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 পছন্দ 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 সরানো 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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আপনি 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 পরবর্তি 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 লেখা 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 আপনি find the right strategy for আপনি and get আপনি started on your journey to long lasting success.

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

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Slumber Of The Woodland (Part 3)

posted by zanhar1

The fragrance of scotch pine and blue ফিটফাট is pungent in the air, amplified দ্বারা the heat of late June. অথবা so আপনি think it is June. This place feels oddly void of time. আপনি open your eyes to see a sun hazed over দ্বারা stratus clouds. From all angles আপনি spy familiar wooden structures.
You are back.

You sit up with your legs tucked under your bottom and bask in the estival air and all of the scents that waft within it. আপনি furrow your brows, thinking that it is not as clean as before. Even so, the place hums with earthy energy. A stronger gust of wind picks up the hem of your শার্ট and flutters...

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Slumber Of The Woodland (Part 2)

posted by zanhar1

আপনি wake up under a shady willow with a vague semblance of what আপনি had dreamt.
You have dozed off again. And no wonder, there is a good book in your lap and your পছন্দ songs are still crackling through your earbuds. আপনি ought to replace them, they are going bad. আপনি pull them out and decide to listen to nature’s সঙ্গীত instead. The soft gurgle of the pond coupled with catkins rustling against each other has always been your পছন্দ blend of sounds. Every now and again your ear is filled with the nearly undetectable buzz of a cicada humming past. আপনি aren’t quite sure, but আপনি think that...

Mask

posted by Epismatic

The Man With No Eyes Collection (3): Mask

When the curtain rises, all is forgiven.

I’ll brush it all off with a movie-star smile,

A genuine laugh, but my eyes must be hidden,

The truth they contain is considered too vile.

My voice is a song that will play through your ears,

And invite আপনি to dance to the sound of my tune,

I take a bow, deeply, and drink in your cheers,

I’ll always remain here,

You’ll come see me soon.

A new দিন is dawning,

“Quick, put on your mask!”

And hurry outside, meet the crowd.

“Where’ve আপনি been?”

With fanciful উত্তর to all that আপনি ask,

I’ll always wait here for...

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January 31 দিন Challenge

posted by WritingBookWorm

So, one of my New’s Years Resolutions this বছর it to write more. So, I decided to make this:

The goal is to write something every day.

Starting on the 31st of January, every দিন there is a vague word, idea, object, question, statement অথবা anything. আপনি can take it anyway আপনি want.

Then each দিন আপনি should write what it tells আপনি too অথবা something inspired দ্বারা it. Whether it be a poem, a small scene, a character description, journal entry, short story অথবা even just one really well crafted sentence.

Even if the prompt confuses you, অথবা আপনি have no ideas just write something! It’s a great exercise...

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Ideas on Rewriting/Parodying Famous Stories

posted by glelsey

This guide was inspired দ্বারা a প্রশ্ন recently পোষ্ট হয়েছে দ্বারা link on this spot. The user was looking for ways to put a twist on fairytales. I began to write an answer, but my answer soon developed into an article. So here it is.

Note that these aren't specifically for fairytales; they can be used on any old, well-known stories. After listing some ideas on how আপনি can put a twist on such stories, I'll give a few examples of চলচ্চিত্র that have done used one অথবা আরো of these ideas.

1. Swap the genders of the traditional characters.
Do any of the characters behave especially "typical" for their gender?...

Diana's wrath chapter 1

posted by floraisbest1

Ms. Farogonda asked for the winx to come down to her office. when the winx reached ms. farogonda's office she told them that diana wants to speak wth one of you. she didnt tell me who but she told me to pick two extras. ms. farogonda can i go, bloom asked her. flora will be going along with musa and aisha ms farogonda told them. hmph bloom pouted, can we at least go with them bloom ব্যক্ত quikly. fine all of আপনি girls can go and im bringing the specialist. ok stella ব্যক্ত in a sing song voice. lets go ব্যক্ত the winx. they met the RF boys outside and went in the owl. winx: WINX BELIEVIX
AT THE মর্দানী স্ত্রীলোক
flora: let's get going
aisha: see ya winx
bloom: meet back here in an ঘন্টা k
ok bloom musa said
( diana appears in front of them)
GUARDS take them away
what??!
(to be continued)

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Short horror story

posted by LunaNotLoony

Anna flicked the T.V from channel to channel, bored: there was nothing worth watching. Sighing, she left the news on and flopped back on the sofa, not really intending to listen.
'The war in Iraq-.'
'Oh no, আপনি don't,' Anna muttered, grabbing the remote. Her Dad had joined the army after her Mum had died of an overdose. Anna didn't really blame him, she'd have got out of the house as fast as possible too if she was an adult. The whole house was contaminated with the memories of Mum, of her laugh, of her accident... suicide... whatever it was. Even so, Anna missed Dad like it was painful. She'd...

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Talking to the Moon (Fanfic)

posted by Ichigo127

An Amuto one-shot
hope আপনি enjoy!
‘You know, Amu…,’ he was sitting there again, on the ledge of the window, staring wistfully outside. ‘All of them think you’re gone. But I know better. আপনি are alive, I know it. Somewhere out there, you’re thinking about me too, aren’t you?’
He was talking again, talking to the moon. ‘You’ll never admit it but আপনি have already fallen for me,’ he smirked at the moon. No, not the moon. It was Amu’s blushing face that he saw and it was her voice that he heard, ‘Shut up!’ he didn’t know it was the echo of his memories because he thought...

The Guardian of Zamari chapter 1

posted by ITF

A shadowy figure silently brushed the silken curtains aside as she slipped through the open window and stepped into the dark chamber. Passing a small টেবিল and a bed, the শিয়াল quickly headed towards a cabinet that stood against the far wall.
Beaded necklaces hung above a oval mirror that was set in the center. Her eyes rested on a miniature strongbox half hidden behind the mirror.
Paying no heed to the deafening clatter coming from the oblivious guest downstairs, she skillfully picked the tiny lock and raised the lid. It was hard to tell what was what in the darkness, so she emptied it into...

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Tears (my Poem)

posted by Ichigo127

Yo! this is the first poem i wrote with a sane mind xD do tell me if আপনি like it =)

Tears,
a combination of helplessness and anger,
a combination of joy and gratitude.
what different meanings it holds!
sometimes of love,
sometimes of hate.
with what different feelings we cry!
but those tears are the same.
they dwell inside the eye,
ready to attack,
the peace of our heart.
to flood the face,
with undoubted প্রণয় and care,
with undoubted anger and hate,
with undoubted pain and despair.
pain? yes, and despair too!
the breakdown of our heart,
the dawn of the truth,
leading to flood the face,
with our sentiments undoubted.

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How to pretend that আপনি are a writer.

posted by australia-101

Act like you're not
okay when আপনি are and
that আপনি are when you're
not. Run barefoot in
the snow. Stand out
in the rain for an hour
and think about anything
and everything আপনি can.

Fall in প্রণয় with
riddles and things that
aren't real and the
way some stars
shine. Cry when
you realize that life is
just one big sham and write
one hundred cliché poems
about it, and then write one
that আপনি actually mean.

Use profanity. Be the
one fucking introvert
in a room full of
extroverts and scream
shit just for the fun of
it. গেলা every goddamn
metaphor আপনি ever dreamed
of and write them down
with your own blood.

Eulogize...

"The Guide" What do আপনি thing of the beginning of the book?

posted by kid_symmetry

Hi Everyone!
I've been working on a book for a while now. Im not gona post all of it at the same time, but I Will post the Prologue. Please tell me what আপনি think! I invite constructive criticism to make it better! THX!

Prologue
“Tanya! I don’t understand what’s so different about this kid! He’s done nothing to make me see him as special!” Tanya glowered at her obnoxious boyfriend. “Don’t আপনি see?” She ব্যক্ত icily, “He isn’t like us!” Virgil and Tanya looked at there new child. He wiggled around in his ডাবা and giggled happily. The child crabbed...

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Was It All Worth It? (a poem)

posted by Rae-Ash

What do আপনি want from me?
A tortured body?
A broken soul?

What do আপনি expect to happen?
As আপনি kick me down
As আপনি rip me apart

Tell Me!!!!!!!!!!

What do আপনি want to happen?
As I close my eyes
And take my last breath

I ব্যক্ত I would stay
Till I took my last moment
But now I'm leaving
A victim no more

I lived with your love
The প্রণয় আপনি showed with your fist
I died because of that love
Your প্রণয় was only Hate

Now someone else will take my place
Will live with your kind of love
Now someone else will receive your lies
Will know your treachery

What did I expect?
That you'd change?
That you'd learn to love?

What did I ever...

Daydreamer: Sapphire's Story: Chapter 1

posted by EmilyMJFan910

One afternoon, Sapphire sat in her room, on her bed, quietly দিবাস্বপ্ন with her headphones in. Her eyes were glazed over, and she was in her own magical world.
Sapphire entered the sparkling cave in the middle of the forest. Her blue dress was tattered, and her misty পরাকাষ্ঠা fairy wings were damp from the moist, warm air. But she was feeling fine.
Sapphire took a few steps into the sparkling cave. It was made entirely of ice and crystal. Trickling water could be heard as miniature streams fell continuously from the ceiling. Icy stalagmites stood firmly in the cold crystal floor. Icicles hung from...

My talk with the moon

posted by Attirox2

The air was still as if it were holding its breathe waiting for me as I approached the ledge. I could feel myself pushing back tears as I clutched the fragile locket in my hands; I traced its dainty designs with my finger. "So mom and dad are getting the divorce after all. I guess আপনি were right E. I don't know why I ever doubted আপনি about that one I mean it was obvious! I guess I tried to block it out like what happened......" I muttered looking up at the milky white moon. It seemed to look down at me with sympathetic beams of light. My hands gripped the marble ledge tighter. "Eliza it's been...