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posted by minniemeg
Authors note: Hi, this is my first time publishing something that wasn't অনুরাগী fiction but its what I've been passionate about forever. So please forgive the inconsistent rhyming.

If I never saw আপনি again.

How happy my life would be!

I'd be jumping up and down the walls so full of glee!

No আরো nagging!

No আরো griping!

No আরো constant whining!

No আরো rants about how dreadful your life is!

I could be free from the locks that is your torn up mind, no longer a prisoner in my own home.

Aw the very thought of never hearing your voice again fills me with so much joy!

No আরো yelling!

No আরো shrieking!

No আরো do this অথবা do that!

The very mention of my name দ্বারা your irritable voice makes my ears bleed buckets.

The look of your horrendous face when yelling at me makes me vomit on the inside.

To imagine my life without you.

Is like a dream that's impossible to obtain.

Oh well, whilst I sleep that dream I long is true.

Where I am so happy.

To never see you.
posted by Moonlight_Kitty
The night was hollow, the moon casting gray shadows through the dark forest as he ran.
Darting between trees, jumping over fallen logs, he glided through the forest like a cloaked shadow himself. He was aware of the others in the forest, the dark beasts that chased him. He stopped as several beasts jumped in front of him. Their red eyes held fast to him as their skin rippled and bubbled. He gritted his teeth, once these had been normal dogs, সারমেয় he had played with long ago. Now they were beasts of the blackest element, chained to a dark and dismal fate, and loyal to their creator.
He brought...
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posted by Jawas4eva
I need to find a name for my character. She is a twelve বছর old girl with short, kinda boyish blonde hair. She has a curious and Mischievous personality and a tomboyish attitude. She loves Music, she plays পিয়ানো and গিটার and can play the Saxaphone really well. She is also very good in school. She has green eyes and likes to draw and write. Her main flaw is when she makes mistakes she has trouble realising that she is only human, and humans make mistakes. I am trying to find a good name but I am having a lot of trouble. Please help!
posted by para-scence
I stayed in my room the whole পরবর্তি day. Blair must've come in my room last night after our little confrontation, and removed any sharp objects. My fine-tooth comb is gone. My left arm stung a lot; I was starting to regret doing that a little bit.

I did feel better though.

No one bothered me today. I'd heard someone near my door in the mid-morning, but I heard Blair whisper, "No dear. Let her rest."

I slept most of the day, but I started to get a little anxious in the late afternoon. I paced around for a while, cleaned up a bit, and tried to sleep but couldn't. Then a while later, I gave up and...
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Sun shining like a holy light. After getting out of the tent, I was welcomed দ্বারা such greenery and wildlife. Such green lush beauty in the glowing morning light made everything just pop and colorful. So many different shades of green and nature all around. I definitely didn't get this New York! The lush vegetation, the scenery, the little cute monkeys climbing around, it was like being in a zoo almost. I heard rustling in the bushes, and prepared myself for an animal attack. As soon as I saw my sister's পরাকাষ্ঠা টেনিস shoe pop out of the bushes, I was slightly relieved. The girls walked out of...
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posted by QueridaPantufa
It was a dark day. The wind was rushing through the trees and the rain came down without any mercy. I was alone in the house, searching for something I could do on this stormy day.
I decided to go outside, so I could feel nature’s power rushing through my veins.

Once I opened the door, I felt like I was about to enter a whole different world.
The wind was blowing in my ears and my clothes were soaked the moment I stepped outside.
But I kept going. I did not want to go back. I wanted to keep moving forward.
I wanted to become one with the rain, become one with the wind. I wanted to be the rain...
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posted by ambers1999
I woke up shivering with a red blanket that had holes in it. I see Jason in a clear cage with breathing holes in the শীর্ষ and bottom of it, right in front was two men that I woke up to in my dream. I didn't care, I cared about why was Jason in the cage!"Get out of here, আপনি shouldn't be here".Jason ব্যক্ত weakly."No I'm not leaving you, I want to know that your ok"! I ব্যক্ত putting my hand on one of the holes on the cage."I'm find babe just leave before আপনি get hurt"! He ব্যক্ত desperately. He put his hand where my and was, and I could feel the warmth of the প্রণয় he had for me. I saw that he had...
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This place is totally different from how Bea told me how is was. Freedom? I feel like a lab ইঁদুর and everything is limited. They watch আপনি do everything, and all the pills that they give you, আপনি have to take them and they watch আপনি take them.Yet, Janice doesn't take them. I've seen her little tricks, and I must say for myself that it's pretty brilliant how she does it. They watch her take them, but then after they leave, she takes them out of her mouth, puts them in her pockets, and then around nighttime অথবা so, she'll trade with another girl for pills that Janice wants. This goes against...
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posted by para-scence
A week later, Blair had gotten us all settled in. I had the one spare bedroom, Kirsten and Sage slept on air mattresses in the other spare bedroom, Paige had a bedroom in the basement, and Mom slept on the pullout couch. Blair and her husband were so nice for taking us in, I'd never be able to thank them enough.

Mom still hadn't found a job. This pleased me, despite our পূর্ববর্তি conversation. I liked it when she was around. She was fun to talk to, and she understood me sometimes. Even if she didn't, she listened to me.

She seemed nicer too, and আরো caring.

Back at home, when she was actually...
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I'm kinda new to writing(well sorta. I'm লেখা a book in the Teen Titans club) So I decided to see if I could write a good story. So here's a prologue and please tell me what আপনি think of this so I can see if I should start লেখা the story অথবা not.

Four Hundred years ago, a girl named Akari Kokawa lived in a small village in Japan. She lived alone with her Father, . She never knew her mother for she was killed দ্বারা her husband's brother. Akari's father was a cruel man. He beat his child and would often sell her body to men for money. She had enough of his torture and stabbed him to death...
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posted by ttmrktmnrfn0830
Introduction


Everybody has a friend. Someone to talk to, to share your secrets with. Someone in this cold cruel world that আপনি could trust. A friend doesn't exactly have to be a person. It could be a pet, a journal-sometimes a banana-or even a rock. A friend doesn't have to be real, either. A character from a story অথবা movie, perhaps? But that's still something everyone can look at, hear, অথবা feel. Well, some of those make-believe friends, not actors, are things only you can look at, hear, and feel. Now those are called imaginary friends, as আপনি probably know. Imaginary বন্ধু can be anything আপনি want them to be. An animal, a creature আপনি made up, a monster, অথবা just another human being. There are rare cases when special people have imaginary বন্ধু that...are not exactly in the afterlife. But, no matter what, whatever kind of friend it is, that one true friend will always be there for you.
Always.
Always.
Always...
posted by gabatron3000
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posted by r260897
Zean sat on his বিছানা with his Zeal. He looked at “her” with প্রণয় but pain in his eyes. He was about to play something but stopped when his door was knocked. It was Ben. “ Ben, what are আপনি doing here? Its mid…” he wasn’t completed when Ben ব্যক্ত “its just 4:45 p.m. it isn’t midnight. Zean, I don’t know about you. But I know our Zean. Please don’t try to bury your past in your হৃদয় coz it will occupy the room, which happiness and joy should own. It isn’t midnight and neither your life…. Don’t make it midnight. Well gotta go. I promised Ilm to teach him to play drums,...
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posted by para-scence
Inspired দ্বারা the song, "Looking Glass" দ্বারা The Birthday Massacre.

"Waiting as I'm wanting to. Speaking as I'm spoken to. Changing to your point of view. I fade as I follow you. A boyish notion of false emotion. These words are spoken despite my love. A fool's devotion was set in motion. My eyes are open now."




I'd thought there was nothing wrong.

"He's really sweet, I promise," I'd said. They just didn't know him like I did. It made me angry. He really wasn't bad; just some anger management problems. That was no reason to be afraid.

Now I wasn't so sure.

"Look at me when I talk to you," he snapped....
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"All I need is your support",she said.My stomach went into knots.Reluctantly I took her hand.Boney fingers stabbed into mine.The room began to spin and purple fog rolled into the room through the floor boards.Then,it was done.Let me start from the beginning.I'm Caroline LeBeau.My father used to own half of New Orleans.That is,before his "tragic" death.Before he took his last breath he ব্যক্ত to me and my twin sister,Madeline,"My millions will be divided between আপনি two."It has been four years since then and me and Madeline have went our seperate ways.Here's our story.
"Come on,hon,you can't stay...
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posted by DxCFan123
I wanted until morning. I was actually able to still live in my room. It wasn't an aparition অথবা anything weird. Like I never got bitten. Like I ran from him and was নিরাপদ with my family. When morning came, I grabbed all my dresses and ran to the nearest mall and looked at the directory. Upstairs. I went up the escalator. I slowly walked inside the shop. It felt eerie and dark. That frightful night played back in my head.

"Help! Someone!" "Mamma! Mamma! Mam-"

"M'aam? How may I help you?" I snapped back to reality. "Oh, I have these old dresses and I thought a thrift store could take them." I set...
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posted by DxCFan123
It was the পরবর্তি day. I got dressed nervously, had Bruno thought I was a helper? I put on a blue শার্ট that ব্যক্ত "Do I Look Like I Care?" and skinny jeans. I ran outside to look for the bus, it wasn't there. I waited and waited, but it never came! I ran to school. I finally got to school no one was in the halls. I realized everyone was in class. I wrote a fake note in cursive the best I could. When I walked into class I gave the teacher the note. She read happily. Not looking angry at all, she ব্যক্ত "Oh! I didn't give আপনি a note. It was saying the bus driver was sick and there were no subs availble. Sorry!" I replied with " It's fine"
posted by para-scence
"Honey, do আপনি feel guilty for what your parents did?" Dr. Bellamont asked. We were in the middle of a session that I was being forced to participate in. I shrugged. "I think আপনি do," she ব্যক্ত quietly. I clenched my hands into fists. It made me mad that she assumed that. It also made me mad that she was also kind of right.

Dr. Bellamont went on for a while, saying about how it wasn't my fault for what my parents did. After a couple মিনিট I got sick of listening to her and blocked everything out. She sighed.

"Hecate? Are আপনি even listening?" she asked. I nodded, and she raised an eyebrow. I...
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posted by Insight357
“Yes, that’s right,” I nodded my head. Trying to convince myself I was strong enough to do this. “I’m leaving you! You’re hateful and abuse me! I deserve better than you!” Kind of…
    “You’re really going to leave me, Erik? But what about all the fun we had together?” He took another step toward me. I cringed, stop being so afraid, I sternly told myself.
    “Fun for আপনি maybe. All I’ve gained from this relationship was these,” I stuck out my arm and pointed to my face. He only looked at me and shook his head.
    “I...
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**4 years later...**

"Are we there yet?" Hollis asked.

"Almost," Blake said.

"You're excited to see Aunt Dezzie, aren't you?" I asked, turning around in the passenger আসন of our car. Hollis grinned eagerly from the backseat. Even though Desiree is six years older than her, they still get along well. Desiree enjoys watching over Hollis, and playing with her niece.

We were driving out to Dad's house for Christmas. The whole town was covered in a thick blanket of snow, and it was still falling. We soon came up to the driveway. Blake got Hollis out of her car seat, and she ran up the sidewalk to Grandma...
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posted by para-scence
Hollis was definitely a handful. But I loved her anyways. I never thought I'd have kids. At all. When I was younger, I'd always thought kids were annoying, gross, whiny, and a bunch of other non-enjoyable things. Sure, it was kind of annoying that I could barely get any sleep, but it wasn't Hollis' fault. She was just a baby. Even when I was sixteen and Desiree had been born, sure I thought she was cute. But I could've never seen myself having kids of my own.

Things have changed.

Hollis is now my whole world, along with Blake. Blake is everything and anything I could ask for in a husband. Hollis...
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