Schreiben Article: Broken Dreams Chapter 5

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posted by BellaSwan636

Tia

When it comes to relationships, I'm no idiot. I could totally see what was coming. But come on; who didn't?

The new girl and Shaun. Plus he didn't like attack her oder anything when she sat at his table. What was so special about her, anyway?

Sure she was pretty, but there where way prettier girls, who'd each thrown themselves at him, (he wasn't that bad looking, actually) he'd ignored since freshmen year.

I flicked my hair over my shoulder. I could see she liked him too, she'd looked around the cafeteria yesterday and looked way disappointed when he wasn't there.

So I waited a little after school till I saw Shaun walking out of the building. I strode towards him. I was going to make him see the light.

Shaun

I never much attention to Tia Johnson, but when she started walking towards me, she was wearing that 'business' look on her face, which meant either one of two things: one, I'd offended her best friend. Two, I was ignoring her best friend.

She reached me before I could reach my car. She was a a good eight inches shorter than me, but I was suddenly fearing for my life.

"Why are Du such an idiot?" she half screeched at me.

"What do Du mean?"
"Ask her out, for the Liebe of my personal sanity!"
"Ask who out?" I said, sounding like a total idiot.
"Serena!" she has seized the front of my shirt, pulling me down to her level of around 4.8 with surprising force.

"She likes you, and I, as well as the entire tenth grade, knows you like her!" she continued, ferociously.

"Will Du please let go of my shirt?"

"Sorry," she muttered relinquishing her grip.
"Thanks," I said.

Tia abruptly turned around and walked away.

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_madz_ i'm addictively compelled to read them too lol they are FANTASTIC!!

xXjakeloverXx LOVED IT! i probably sound like a broken record, saying the same thing over and voer, but i LOVE IT! It just keeps getting better and better!

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Who Are The Real Monsters: Chapter 2 Hidden Creatures, Hidden Friends Part 4

posted by H-A-T-R-M

“Look at them, trying to figure it out. Trying to work out why a pure-blood has come to their school, Antiworld, huh? This could be fun”. There was a young man sitting on the oben, nach oben of a gargoyle wearing a white hemd, shirt with a black mantel over it. His eyes where a light green with a black cat eye stroke through it. As the man stood up Du saw that he had pitch black hair and his skin was white like paper. As Du closed in on the man’s face Du saw his eye drop a line of blood down his cheek, as if he was crying blood. The man looked up at the sun covering his face with his hand, he closed his...

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Me and Those - Poem Von Vitor Martins AKA Sephisis17

posted by Sephisis17

Hey guys! I just wrote this poem. I haven't written a poem in quite a while, maybe a year, and this one's an attempt to get back on the poem Schreiben path. Well hope Du like it, and please, if possible, add a Kommentar saying what Du think.

Me and Those

Ever noticed that in this life
Everyone wants Du to do something,
oder be something
That sometimes Du don’t want to be?

They are those!
Du know them!
Du probably have those in your house.
They are those who expect Du to take a path,
Even though,
Sometimes,
Du don’t want to take.

They are those who expect Du to be great,
Even though,
Sometimes,
Du prefer to be small and humble.

But do Du think,
For the slightest second,
That they care about that?
They don’t!

They are your parents,
Your grandparents,
Your Uncles and aunts,
That since Du were born,
Came up with a path for Du in life.

But know this,
And say it to yourself:
They are those, they matter,
But me is I,
And I’m the main character.

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Broken Dreams Chapter 32

posted by BellaSwan636

Serena

She screams every time a police officer oder strange nurse touches her. She refuses to hear them out. So, until further notice, she is staying in my apartment.

I glance at the clock in the waiting room. It's past midnight. Wow. Jamie and Ashleigh are asleep on a small green couch, with a receiving blanket draped over them. I pick them both up, since Kayla and I are free to leave, and we all walk outside to my car. Kayla opens the back door, and while I'm strapping the two little girls in, I signal for her to get in on the passenger side.

She's a broken person. Du only need to look at her...

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Broken Dreams Chapter 8

posted by BellaSwan636

Serena

On Friday, Tia had picked me up to go shopping.

Tia was ecstatic; for what reason, I had no idea. Tia was like a hurricane, she jotted down my sizes on her hand and then took of through the store at a pace that should've set her path on fire.

"You look great in black, white, and blue," she muttered. I saved that for future reference; she obviously knew what she was doing. Plus I'd been told that each of those colours looked nice on me before.

She pulled me into a dressing room, pointed out which outfits to try out, and exited to let me change.

I pulled a scary-looking black halfter neck...

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I Am My Own Path ~ A Poem

posted by fanfly

Artwork by me

Who are Du to judge?
Sitting right where Du are
Du have no claim on me

I know my own path
I am my own guide
Du are nothing to me
No matter how Du try

What do Du care?
If I'm not doing it right
I'm not following you

I know my own path
I am my own guide
Du don't know me
No matter how Du try

Why are Du here?
Du know I don't want you
I told Du to leave me

I am my own path
I know my own guide
Du can't mold me
No matter how Du try

Why do I feel compelled to write angsty poetry? I swear I'm not even that angsty. LOL Oh well, I hope someone out there enjoys it.

The Cage Du Cannot See

posted by Epismatic

A whisper in the cavern that goes unheard,

and a glimmer in the sky that stays unnoticed,

like the start of a brand new life, at the peak

of a mountain never scaled, lies in wait.

It can't be moved Von any cosmic mover,

so no passing wind oder fog will douse it.

Only your eyes can scratch out the image

oder accept it, the light at the edge of your eyes.

Will Du take hold of the key you're offered?

Stop Singen of freedom; seek it instead?

To become a companion of the new

takes an ever expanding, soaring gaze.

But even Von taking one step forward,

Von placing one hand onto the mountain,

as the wind tugs gently at your back,

Du will realize the cage has already been broken.

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Slumber Of The Woodland (Part 4)

posted by zanhar1

Your hair is long, wet, and wavy and clings to Du as Du rise from the lake. Du get the sense that the water should be clearer. Du don’t dwell on it though, distracted Von your own hair. Du don’t remember it being so long. With every motion the string of beads and shells woven into your hair bobs gently with a clicking noise. Du don’t realize that Du are topless until your hair settles against your back. But Du are not ashamed, there is a sense of liberation, Du can better feel what the earth and the wind are telling Du this way. If Du could see behind you, Du would know that...

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The Ballad of Melancholy: Gray

posted by pLaStIcSUNDAE

It's gray. It's always been so gray.

The beating herz that searched for what it believed to be a forever, only to be led astray.

The beating herz full of warm belief,

Now an iceberg of bitter regret, the surface a shallow reflection of the depths that rest beneath.

The smiling mask distorts the image of the surface, betraying the eyes.

The rigid, cold structure reduced to a cube of ice.

A problem crippled and crumbled into "I'm fine."

If the eyes are windows to the soul, then these windows have been fogged and cracked.

If the eyes are the windows to the soul, then within these, behind the mist,...

8 Elements Of The Nutshell Technique Von Jill Chamberlain

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My Life As A Doormat Part 1

posted by Tasfee

PART 1- LETS HAVE A RANT

Hi. So yeah, from the Titel I think you've gathered this story is about .... well let's just say a problematic 19 Jahr old struggling to find a meaning in life.

If you're a typical "Caucasian" you'll never understand the things we "brown people" have to face. Over-protective parents are just the start. The kinds of people are totally different. The type of "cheats", "betrayers", "heart-breakers".

Being born in a place 2% of the people worldwide knew is just the start of a slightly difficult life. For now, lemme just summarize my life for you. I'm a 19 Jahr old girl living...

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STOP TPP! COME ON! SIGN AND SPREAD THE WORD!

posted by MisterH

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THIS IS VERY URGENT AND NOT A JOKE! ALSO DON'T GOOF OFF!!!!

I really mean it! What would Du be able to do if SOPA/TPP censors the internet? What would Du be able to do if Schreiben fanfics and drawing fanarts become illegal? What would Du do if it's illegal to do a cover of your Favorit song on YouTube? What would Du do if downloading things from the internet (music, movies, TV episodes, etc) became illegal? What would Du do if SOPA/TPP wins the war and takes away internet freedom? Net Neutrality is already dead so far, we can't risk the freedom of internet...

Never Had Liebe Like This

posted by ilu_rayray

Liyah (me)

Aliyah-Me(18)
Alexus(18)
Jasmine(18)
Prince(18)
Roc(18)
Ray(18)

My pov
Wassup im Aliyah but Du can call me liyah for short. I sing and im a backup dancer for mindless behavior with my two besties Alexus and Jasmine. I feel torn that prod left but ayyee Nobody knows this but i kinda like strahl, ray idk what it feels like to like someone bcus my dad always abused me and i never liked boys ever since but the past is gone and im living the life out in L.A.

Alexus pov
Hello im alexus but i perfer u call me lexi. I live with my sister jasmin and bestie liyah in L.A me and my sister been through alot our parents...

The mirror of fate chapter three: Amirell

posted by misscrazel

November 5th 9,999,980 BC 6:01 A.M.
Mist wanders down a small deer trail through the woods. He pulls himself up onto a glistening baum branch. He sees a small girl huddled on the ground. He jumps down and slowly approaches her.
He draws an arrow. The girl turns around.
'Who are you?' asks Mist.
'I am Amirell, daughter of Amerith,' she says. 'Now tell me, who are you?'
'I am Mist, son of Karellcia.' he says.
'I could help you,' says Amirell. 'I have Essen and water. if we rationed it we would have enough.'
'I shall not need a woman's help,' says Mist. 'tis easy to find Essen out here. If I killed...

The last smaragd

posted by jeweleryfan11

About:
Once i was having a Tag dream about this story. And it brang me to this. A story about AshleyxDamon.

Chapter 1: Sunset
Sitting in an oak tree,a young 13 Jahr old was Schreiben a letter to her father in Tokyo. He was doing research. Then her twin Austin came. "What are Du doing here?," she asked. "I Liebe the sunset", Austin said. "That's why i'm here," Ashley said. They watched the beautiful sunset and went in they're vintage home. "Ashley who is the letter for,"Austin asked. " Dad," she answered. "Dinner Du guys," there mother said. And they went inside.
Credit to breebree446

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Daydreamer: Sapphire's Story: Intro

posted by EmilyMJFan910

Based on a short film Von EmilyMJFan910.

Sapphire was a normal girl. She was very happy with her life and saw herself as lucky. But she had one very special trait.
Sapphire loved to daydream.
She daydreamed every day, all Tag long. She dreamed about flying! Romance! Animals! Anything and everything. But mostly, she dreamed about changing into someone different. One Minute she was a mermaid, another she was a princess. One she was a celebrity, the other she was an adventurous horse rider. But sometimes, when Sapphire was dwelling in the deepest of her daydreams, she would get carried away, causing...

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When prejudice becomes a crime

posted by nimone

I had a friend, she lived in the north of China, her name was Chie. Chie was only 12 years old when she died!

It happend a few years ago, Chie and her family were going to mass on a Sunday, it was supposed to be just like any normal Sunday for her. Her and the rest of her family would get ready for mass and when they got Home they would start to prepare lunch.
Little did they know that they would never sit down to have lunch together again!

Because on that Tag the authorities surrounded the church, held the priest under house arrest, and all the people in the church were shot dead!

The priest...

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Nightfall#1(COMPLETE REWRITE) Chapter Eight

posted by adamk

CHAPTER EIGHT:
OCTOBER 29, 1995:
I wake up around 7:20, horrified at how long I have slept. I have not thought about that night in ages, an am absolutely horrified Von what would happen next, but that story will be for another time. I know. Right now I have Mehr pressing matters to attend to. I need to find out the reason behind the flashes I had the night I arrived. It has never happened before, and I wonder who it is that I saw lying dead on the ground during the last flash. I change once more, and remember I do not have my car. I phone Harold and he agrees to pick me up. As I wait for him,...

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Two Dogs' Hope: Chapter 1: The Litter

posted by EmilyMJFan910

This is a Fiction Story I wrote EXCLUSIVELY for Fanpop. Please see what Du think of it.

In a somewhat large village not too far out in the country, the sun was blazing its hottest near a great forest. Luckily, in the forest it was cool, for the trees housed everything and blocked out the heat. But the trees also housed life. Animals.
A mother dog.
The Border collie had been stray all her life, yet she was healthy and happy living in the forest. She rolled onto her back to see the magical view of sunlight peering through the treetops, much to the dismay of her newborn litter. She sensed this and...

the Diary of Rebecca J. Welsh

posted by darange

Du may not know me but I know you. Your the one with a family who loves you, with a friend who actually Accepts you, the person who has the normal life. My name is Rebecca, I'm the girl who all her "friends" ignore her, the girl who gets beaten Von her father. The one who thinks the world hates her. And everyday i wonder if someone would help me but no one ever does. This is my Diary, read on if tragedy Appeals to your sence of mind i guess.

February 1st 1978
Dear diary,
is there anyone out there? Anyone who truly understands? Everyone says Being Alive is better then dead, but why do people say...

100 rooms prologue (should i continue?)

posted by Weasel1999

Prologue
She never knew she had an uncle until her parents died. It’s strange how- sometimes in life when Du lose important people in your life Du gain some more.
Her mother and father died in a house fire. No one knew how it started except the one daughter who managed to survive.
But she was in no state to tell. She suffered mild burns but her mind suffered worst of all. She never spoke again.
She was kept in hospital for six months but eventually she was packed off to her uncle Scipio. She was thirteen years old and many sagte it was a crime sending a child off to such an evil man as Scipio....