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Everything fades to gray/ The Death of our Liebe

posted by Princess-Flora

this is an English sonnet I had to write for my English class and I need to know if it is good oder not before I Abschicken it, thank you. also the rhyme scheme is ababcdcdefefgg
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My dear Liebe Du once were a shining ray.
In my eyes Du meant the whole world to me.
Now everything about Du is a shade of gray.
Like your beauty, your emotions, and your Liebe is what I see.
However we must part onto our new paths.
Because our Liebe is coming to its new close.
Farben were a beauty but now gray spreads its wrath.
I would Liebe to feel again but now it’s a ghost.
Our Liebe has left this earth for old times’ sake.
But when our Liebe left it took Du along too.
Sadly it left me with all this heartache.
Dying Liebe was something I wish I had clues to
If someone told me Liebe would never be easy
I would have chosen another path that’s breezy

Psychoanalysis: Chapter 4

posted by Insight357

    I stood from the brown couch, rubbing my eyes. I had slept on the couch. Grey was mad, and I had been stressed. It was a fight waiting to happen.
    Grey had already left for her job at the pharmacy. She was a secretary. Today, I was going to get my license, to practice psychology.
    I stood from the couch, I was dressed in last night’s clothes. I’d been at the bar, doing tequila shots. I was trying to numb my mind from pop-up questions.
    It had been a week since I left the asylum. Since I left Dr. Anozi....

The Children of the Gods

posted by iluvPrinceMJ213

It wasn’t a surprise when me and Kaden were almost struck Von lightning AGAIN! Zeus was the god of the skies and he hated us. It wasn’t our fault our mom had a vengeful personality oder that Zeus couldn’t keep his pants up. I can never decide who has Mehr blame but if they weren’t like this I wouldn’t be alive. I was the only one of Apollo’s kids to have the sun power which meant I warmed up faster so I easily dried after me and Kaden jumped in the lake to avoid the lightning. But Kaden was still soaked to the bone and some how his black hair and dark blue eyes seemed darker making...

Secrets

posted by ilovehouse345

In Bester Middle School there are things Du should know and things Du should not.
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"Alexis",said her teacher mr.trumpower "You havent turned in the last 3 assignments."

"Sorry?"

"Have them on my schreibtisch monday morning oder detention."

She nodded and walked away.Mr.Trumpower was genrally a pretty cool teacher,not to nice but not to mean,just very stern.

"What was all that about?" asked Alexis's best friend Heather

"Nothing just havent turned in work."

"Oh well Du should get it in,dont want him in a bad mood monday."

"Since when have Du cared about work?"...

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Spirit Of Stone

posted by TDIlover226

Eddie Krinshaw walked down the side walk of the Ulysses S. Grant comunity park. It was almost dark and the sun was starting to set. He needed to get Home before his curfew, oder his parents would get mad. He walked through the park gates, then across the straße to his house. Just as he was getting ready to do his homework, there was a pounding on his window. He waited until the pounding stopped, then he opened the window to see his friend Vincent Samson standing there with a dart gun in his hands. "What are Du doing!" sagte Eddie. "I found this cool construction site down town" sagte Vincent.
"And...

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****your at Home with roc royal and princeton***

(Your dating roc royal oh if i write on Du too will brake up fyi)

Me: aye prince Charming can Du get me some peace tee prutty please

Prince: ugh better be lucky we Friends

Me: thanks your the best of the best

Prince: finer than fine

Me: LOL didn't say all that

Prince:😄

Me: LOL rocky bear

Roc: aye baby

***he gives me a kiss***

Prince: 😣ewwww

Me: LOL Du KISS to prince

Prince: i know i do it just that when yall KISS it like so Perfect it like man wish my Smooches were like that lol

Roc: well really i dont put much thought in to it but she my number...

Fiction Zitate

posted by IloveMyLord

Fiction reveals truth that reality obscures.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities; Truth isn't.
Mark Twain
Fiction is the truth inside the lie.
Stephen King
For truth is always strange; stranger than fiction.
Lord Byron
Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so slightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners. Often the attachment is scarcely perceptible.
Virginia Woolf
Fiction is not imagination. It is what anticipates imagination Von giving it the form of reality. This is quite opposite to our...

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In My Brother's Shadow.

posted by GryffindorGirl2

Hey all! This is another HP fanfic,with my other OC in it,Elladora Malfoy,she has long white-blond hair and blue-grey eyes.

Elladora's POV

My father shoved a piece of parchment under my nose,causing me to look down at it.
"Read it." My father hissed.
Letters scrambled together,changed places,and floated off the paper,all I could make out of it was,"AMOYFL LGIR AICEFNS OPTETR?" I sighed in anger,rubbed my eyes,and glared at the paper.
"Well?" My father sagte again,throwing the paper onto the ground.
"W-what does it say?" I studdered. My parents didn't know I was dyslexic and had scoliosis,only Draco...

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The night of the living dead

posted by Elizabeth90luv

It was 3 o’ clock in the morning, October 31st, “the night of the living dead” as my mother had told me when I was a kid. I never believed her. I could never believe that one dead body can come back to life, and that was one of the reasons that New York’s crime lab selected me. But then it was different. A cold breeze was blowing outside this house –rumor had it that it was haunted- and three bodies were lying on the floor. I was alone in this dark room, while the other investigators were processing the Sekunde floor and everything was calm and quiet.

I started collecting evidence,...

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Character Profil

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How does he/she dress?

Mannerisms:...

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Fanpop Poesie Contest!

posted by Cinders

Photo by Steve McAlister

Hey there, everyone! It's the start of a brand new year, and I know we all have brand new ideas for our lives. That is why I want to open this Jahr up with the first ever Fanpop Poesie contest! It's basic and simple, because everyone can write poetry, and it's short which means everyone can read all of the submissions in a brief period of time, whereas stories may take longer. However, if you're a story-writer (I sympathize), never fear! If this contest goes well, I may sponsor a Fanpop Short Story Contest afterwards.

Established Rules
1) Any piece of Poesie is accepted, so long as it is not...

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please Kommentar :) what do Du think?

posted by soon2bcullen

Chapter 1: Beauty is a cruel mistress

Sighing I sat down in the usual hard wooden chairs that the school provided. Taking out my book I opened it to the page I had been Lesen last night at unspeakable hours of the morning-or afternoon for humans- none the less I was tired and the small Schreiben printed on the pages strained my eyes. I was in English, which considering I was a vampire and having no intentions of pursuing a career in literature was quite a pointless subject. I had already had four classes already this morning and I was not looking vorwärts-, nach vorn to this one.
“Rose” a smooth but...

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Chased Von darkness

posted by fake_alibi13

I am not sure why I am Schreiben this down.I guess I just felt like it, telling my story.It was years Vor and although it was on some papers and local news, the story gradually faded and got forgotten Von everyone. Everyone but me, and I know to this Tag that what people heard was not the true story.Of course, even then as a small child I knew that telling it would only do Mehr harm to me than good, I would be called crazy and they wouldn't even try to protect me from something that they would just label the ravings of a demented little girl.
Ten years have passed since, I was a quiet kid, barely...

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-In the Blink of An Eye- (Chapter One)

posted by Isabella121797

View from Isabella's room...

-Chapter One-

In the blink of a eye, a life can be turned around and upside down. This is something I had found out just mere Sekunden before. When my parents told me I'd be packing up everything I knew and be moving. My name is Isabella Moore and things were just getting started.

It was a cool Thursday night, and my parents had just layed down the biggest news of my life on me.
I was moving out of MY city. Chicago was all I'd ever known and all I'd come to love. My friends, my hopes and dreams, they were all supposed to come true here!... Why was this happening?

A million other thoughts blazed...

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My name is Sarah

posted by RiverIce

I read this and had to pass it on.
my name is sarah
i am three
my eyes are swollen
i cannot see
i must be stupid
i must be bad
what else could have made
my daddy so mad
i wish i were better
i wish i werent ugly
then maybe my mommy
would still wanna hug me
i cant do a wrong
i can't speak at all
or else i locked up
all Tag long
when i wake up
im all alone
the house is dark
my folks arent Home
when my mommy does come Home
i try to be nice
so maybe i'll just get
one wipping tonight
i just heard a car
my daddy is back
from charlie's bar
i heard him curse
my name is called
i press myself
against...