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posted by juliet98
In the বছর 4125 the Earth was still turning on itself. Apparently everything was the same as it was two thausand years ago. But it wasn't so. The democracy we got fighting was distroied দ্বারা a man. After 15 years of wars, in 4025 Cyrus defeated free people and he established the tyranny. The whole world was controlled and the freedom dind't exist anymore. Everyone হারিয়ে গেছে trust in everything, in love, in courage, in God. Most of people didn't know that there was a prophecy. It ব্যক্ত that the humanity had to pass through a century of pain and fear to realize how important freedom was. But then in the 101st বছর four guys, with the Gift, could overthrow the government.

-Hurry up! you're in late!- ব্যক্ত Alec. He pratically pulled off Shown from his bed. Shown muttered for a while but then he stood up and went slowly to the bathroom. He looked terribly. He had bags under his eyes. He couldn't sleep because of the fear. Alec came near him.
-So, are আপনি excited, son?-
-No i'm not. And don't call me son because you're not my father-
-In the State's opinion আপনি are- ব্যক্ত coldly Alec. Alec was short with big blue eyes and blond hair. Shown instead was tall, with green eyes and dark hair. When Cyrus, the tyrant, destroied ইউরোপ because it didn't want to send ranks, the most of the population died. Just a few children stayed alive and they were taken দ্বারা the tyrant, who gave them to the most loyal strategists and commanders. They had to train them to be soldiers faithful to the tyrant. Then when they become 20, they have to fight 'till death in a arena to prove that they become worthy to fight in the tyrant army. Actually, Shown was one of those children, he হারিয়ে গেছে his family and he became 20 in that year. And now Alec, his foster father was preparing him to go to the arena that morning.
-I don't feel like i'm ready Alec, i'm afraid to die- ব্যক্ত Shown
-I don't care. The Tyrant wants আপনি to fight to prove that আপনি are the greatest fighter. And you'd better not die, i'm the First Strategist, আপনি have to uphold the honor-. Shown felt like he was alone in the world. While he was at school he saw his classmates proud to be "sons" of the commanders and wanted to fight in the army. They thought that their real family weren't grateful and that they had to die for this. Shown couldn't understand why.
-Hurry up. I don't want আপনি to be the last one to arrive at the downtown- ব্যক্ত Alec. Shown went downstairs and ate some cereals with some milk. Alec went away:-I have to prepare the arena. Don't be late- and he went out. After half an ঘন্টা Shown went out too. The city was full of skyscrapers and the train we were used to use didn't exist anymore. In those years there were big fast trains detached from the ground. Even the cars didn't run on the asphalt, but they almost touched it. Shown sighed and went to the station.
-Which tiket sir?- asked smiling the man in the কেবিন called "departures".
-Downtown- ব্যক্ত sadly Shown. Hearing that word the man হারিয়ে গেছে his smile and became serius.
-Here আপনি are. Good luck-
-Thank you- Shown waited for the train that arrived in three minutes. It was noon, and the fight was starting at 1:05 P.M. and the travel lasted an hour. Anyway Shown wasn't in a hurry.
-Sir,we arrived- ব্যক্ত politly the conductor.
-What?- ব্যক্ত Shown. He was sleeping.
-We are downtown. The arena is on the left.- Shown stood up and run out of the train shouting "thank you" to the conductor. He went in the preparing room and met the other fighter. Everyone was proud to be there. Shown worn the armature. And waited for his turn with the হৃদয় in his throat.

writer corner: hi everybody! I hope you'll like this story. I really প্রণয় writing, hope i've made a good job... Should I write the সেকেন্ড chapter? let me know! thank you!
And thanks even to Weasel1999 and Masamune47 :) hope you'll like this first chapter...
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Here is a selection of true stories from around the world last week.
1.Price of the week.
James Bolton,who is unemployed,was very excited when he won first prize in a raffle last week.The prize was a weekend for two at a hotel in Bournemouth on the south coast of England.Unfortunately,he was less excited when he saw the name of the hotel.It was the hotel where he had worked as a porter the পূর্ববর্তি month.He had হারিয়ে গেছে his job there.

2.Mistake of the week
A 33-year-old Norwegian man came প্রথমপাতা one night from the pub and got into বিছানা পরবর্তি to his wife.The woman immediately woke up,screamed,and jumped...
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posted by 1-2vampire
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Tick, tick, tick
That sound, constant in my head,
A sound that haunts every mind,
A sound that brings fear,
A clock,
Ticking the সেকেন্ড of your life away,
Making life shorter and shorter with every tick,
Drawing death nearer and nearer,
But আপনি should not live in fear,
For life is too short for such a thing,
Some people waste these precious seconds,
Others treasure them, making sure that no tick is wasted,
The clock ticks on,
But as this sound is registered,
What do আপনি do?
Tick, tick, tick
Three আরো seconds, gone, like that,
Did আপনি use them well?
Live life,
For life is too short to spend these সেকেন্ড in hell.
His Melody
To quiet the tears
She sings him to sleep
When the morning has dawned
He can’t be roused from a rest so deep

She sings him to sleep
Night after night
And when he does not awaken
Her will to go on grows slight

She sits and waits while he’s away
She remembers his laugh and smile
Oh what a joy to see his joy
She lifts up a prayer “May I see him in a short while?”

She sits at the window and waits
The sun sets slowly behind the পাহাড়
The others say hello but she doesn’t hear
She is waiting to make the tears still

The time has come she cannot wait
She sets out to see her boy
To stop the tears
To bring him joy

But the tears she stills are not his
They fall from her eyes
She sings his lullaby again tonight
As she kisses the stone and her son good bye
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posted by JellyPopper
The House I Cherish And Hate

~Chapter #1~


Marie and I প্রণয় to adventure. However this time we went overboard. I think this was our LAST adventure."Are we there yet!" Marie ব্যক্ত impatiently. "Yep its right here!" I ব্যক্ত exited. "You wanna um... walk in fist Marzia?" Marie asked. "Sure!" I ব্যক্ত starting to rethink this whole abandon house thing. I walked in slowly and held the door open for Marie. "Are আপনি sure আপনি wanna do this?" Marie said. "Of course, we will. Trust me" I ব্যক্ত trying to convince Marie not to leave. "Okay i'll look for খাবার and আপনি look for beds and stuff if we stay over night."...
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Dear record of my misfortune I was correct. Today I walked into class and saw a huge pile of letters on my desk. When I opened them I realized that it was hate mail. It was so stupid, people were getting angry at me for what I did to Jessica when it was her fault! They were saying things like : Die এমো স্টাইল দুশ্চরিত্রা die, bitchy whore. That last মতামত doesn't even apply to me! I haven't even had my first চুম্বন and they are saying this stuff to me! There was one letter that was bot mean even though I don't know who sent it. Inside it ব্যক্ত ফুলেরসাজি are red violets are blue I don't now why they hurt you, if আপনি want I'll tell them to can it, all because I প্রণয় আপনি Janet. I don't know who wrote আপনি প্রণয় poem rhyme thing but I প্রণয় আপনি too!
posted by jedigirl
The দিন my life became আরো than reality was when I was seven.
2 months earlier, my mother had passed away due to reasons I never understood. All I knew was she was gone and Dad wouldn't talk about it.
I was sitting at my desk, watching the snow fall out the classroom window. The window started to frost over quickly. I turned back to the teacher, but she was frosting over too. I realized it was my vision frosting over. I rubbed my eyes to stop it, but it only made it worse. So I sat in my ডেস্ক and let it take over.
I soon found myself in a field of dandelions and fireflies. I looked around...
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posted by Isabella_17
Is It True আপনি Lie?
Is It True আপনি Hate Me?
Is It True আপনি Want Him?
Is It True You're My Best Friend?
Is It True আপনি Enjoy Hurting Me?
Is It True আপনি Like Me Crying?
Is It True আপনি Talk Behind My Back?
Is It True আপনি Tell People Our Bussiness?
Is It True I Hurt You?
Is It True আপনি Back Stabbed Me?
Is It True আপনি Let Me Believe The Lies?
Is It True আপনি Let Me Call আপনি My True Bestfriend When আপনি Weren't?
Is It True.....?

This is A Poem Hope Yuh Enjoy It Btw Tell Me What Yuh Think And This Is Just About Me Gettin Hurt After Being Stupid Enough To Believe Her Lies She Wasnt A True Bestfriend
Her eyes were আগুন red,
as if they were
lit from anger.

I dont understand
why আপনি are
mad at me.

Why আপনি shoot
those harsh words
at me.

Aimed like bullets,
piercing my soul.
And It cant heal.

I never can dodge them.
The words hit me,
and I fall back.

My বন্ধু ask me:
"What's wrong?"
"Can I help?"

But they cant help.
Because I dont understand,
why আপনি are mad.

Why do আপনি have to do
what আপনি do to me?
Why does it give আপনি
joy to harm me?
Why?
Why are people bullies?
Why dont my বন্ধু take action?
Why cant আপনি tell me WHY?
posted by TheAmyPond
She stopped dead in her tracks. She was startled. Her voice was completely gone. Shockingly, she saw that the hooded silhouette in front of her wasn't her mother; she did not know who it was.
Slowly, as not to alarm the unwanted visitor, she reached out for her ballpoint pen and dug it as deep as she could into the neck of the intruder. The mess was horrific, blood all over her face as well as his clothes, but Emily stayed strong. She clumsily tumbled off her বিছানা and ran as fast as she could downstairs to the phone.
She hastily pressed any buttons she could until she'd finally keyed in the number...
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posted by para-scence
"Cosette!" Echo shouted. We ran over to each other, and hugged. She nearly squeezed the life out of me, but I didn't care; I'd missed her so much.

"Echo! I'm so glad to see you!"

"Ahem," a voice said. Echo smiled and rolled her eyes, and took a step back. Asher smiled as he hugged me, and kissed my cheek. I laid my head on his chest.

"I missed আপনি too," I told him. He chuckled.

"Come on!" Echo ব্যক্ত impatiently. "Let's go do something! Anything! I just don't want to deal with this mushy-teen-love crap." Asher and I rolled our eyes, but smiled. I told Grandma we were going to hang out.

"See you...
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posted by para-scence
I admit that I kind of slipped into a depression. I wasn't sure what to think about anything. I started to feel like I couldn't trust anyone. I wanted so bad to drink, and forget for at least a little while, but I couldn't when someone was always home.

That was the only bad thing about not being with Drew anymore; I rarely go the chance to drink. I started going into withdrawal as well. I couldn't keep control of my emotions, I felt like I was going insane sometimes. I had আরো stress related seizures, আরো than I usually do while on medication. I've had a lot of headaches, I've been sweating...
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posted by athena305
Streetlamps, houses, gates, remotes, books, CDs and televisions. Brothers. Pairs. Each has a twin. In this chaotic place of materials the world has come to be, everything has a brother. But brothers are family. And family is connected somehow; if not দ্বারা blood, then দ্বারা what?

Energy.

Look hard. At everything that has a brother. A line of energy casts a connection between the two. The energy, with its harsh glares and cold looks creates the strongest and most complex bonds. Strong because of their brotherhood. Complex because of its invisibility. For there is power in invisibility. Cold, cruel power. The power to be a persecutor with no chance of being a victim. The power to twist and squeeze but not feel the wrenching pain of your twists.

Now, আপনি ask, what is left? Cruel, invisible energy. For a cruel, invisible world.







This is my first time লেখা in stream of consciousness. I know it's short but don't judge me too harshly.
posted by Sonicishot
It was late at night and the lights were out, and i couldn't see at all. So i crawled on the floor dragging my hand with me because i needed to feel my way too. I bumped into three friends. Ike, Roy, and Sheeda. I screetched. Ike covered my mouth. "SHUT UP!!!" He whispered. Roy chuckled. Sheeda followed my hand. So did Ike and Roy. I tried to stand up, but my head hit the table. I rubbed the back of my head and crawled out from underneith it. I slowly slid my hand across the দেওয়াল to খুঁজুন for the power switch. "Whoever this is, আপনি are very cute!!!!" she ব্যক্ত feeling around me to reconize...
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This is something I'm working on.. It's the first long piece I've attempted. People often told me I'm too good at imagery and বিবরণ to write anything short. Perhaps I use too much imagery? I'm curious about what আপনি guys think.

I already know it's a bit shakey at some parts. I still need to do some revising. I revise every time I finish পাঠ করা a book. I feel each book teaches me আরো and আরো about writing.


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Welcome to Birchmoss
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(This was just a part of my planning and organization. It is subject to change)

Violet kept her skeletons right where they belonged. Hidden away...
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posted by serenacullen93
I wish that my mother was here that stupid drunk driver had never been born it was my fault that she died that she is now six feet under the ground . I remember that night like it was yesterday I had snuck out with my বন্ধু to go to this party down town . Things got out control I called my mom from the side of the road for my mother to come get me one of the guys from the party zoomed down the road and hit my mother head on . I saw it I was right out side the car I saw the red hot metal cut into my mother flesh ending her life with one feel-swoop like the cut of a blade. The ones who should...
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posted by KatiiCullen94
today is the দিন i get to see my girl. Kessy, my darling girl.And today nothing is going to stop me.
i rushed into my best clothes that i even selected the দিন before, i had to make a good impression for her. i hope she still loves me as much as she did.

I haven't seen Kessy in 3 weeks. Her doctors say i can be anywhere near her, i might "contaminate" her. My ass, the only disease i can give her is jsutmy প্রণয় for her.
But sometimes i wonder that her doctors dont know whats really best for her.. But they word is better then mine.
I sits all day, alone. No family to visit her. Her red hair growing,...
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posted by Fangirl99
jamie is a beautiful girl. she has long ,blond hair,she has a পরাকাষ্ঠা শার্ট and dark blue jeans. she was the cousin of lindsey.
she was walking her dog,sweetie,when,jamie tripped on a rock. she thn fell into the arms of trent.
'hell," he said.
"thnks for saving me,abd hi."
"you okay?"
"yeah,but,i,need to rest,and my house is pretty far from here.
"you can com,e over. i live across."
"thanks,um,"
"trent."
"trent."
they went to trents house,and they went up to his rom

"and this is my room."
i had a gray wall,with gutiar poster,and a bed.closet,drawers and other things.
"wow,thats a cool room."
"thanks."
"listen,do আপনি have a girlfreind?"
"no,why?'
"i dont,do আপনি wanna go out?"
"okay."
"so.."
then trent kissed jamie,and thats hat went on for the rest of the day.
posted by twilight_23
This is a piece I wrote for an essay contest about a বছর ago. It's extremely short because they wanted us to keep it around 500 words, but I thought I would post it anyway. I প্রণয় comments! Hearing what other people have to say about my stories is probably my পছন্দ part of writing, so don't be shy, tell me what আপনি think(: Also, if I made any mistkes (i.e. spelling, grammar, punctuation) please let me know so I can fix them, thanks:D


As I walk through the doors of my new high school, I see my best friend at the end of the long hallway. She's standing in front of her locker and she looks...
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