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posted by CheekyCheese
Sorry if this isn't very good!

Angel – Jäger der Finsternis was so excited, her best best Friends were coming for her birthday sleepover at five o clock! Time crept slowly to ten past five and still not a single soul in sight! Suddenly her little sister Summer shouted “Ha Ha they're not coming they hate Du so much!” Angel – Jäger der Finsternis ran upstairs weeping and charged desperately into her sister Friday's room.

“Was Summer being mean to Du again?” asked Friday
“Yes, she sagte that my Friends weren't coming because they hate me and that's not true!”
“Don't worry its only because she is jealous about Du having the best sleepover ever”said Friday
Suddenly Angel – Jäger der Finsternis heard a knock at the door “I'll get it!” she called out. As soon as she opened the door Yvonne started Singen happy birthday and was holding a large oval shaped present neatly wrapped up in sparkly purple paper. Angel – Jäger der Finsternis and Yvonne hugged and while they were doing so Tillie appeared holding a square box covered in 'Happy Birthday' paper. They were all catching up on gossip when the glocke rang “That must be Aliona!” shouted Yvonne and they all ran to the door. “Hello people!” Aliona shouted in her excited American voice.
“I hope you've all remembered your swimming costumes because after tee we're going for a swim in the lake!” exclaimed Angel
“Right time for the presents!” Engel mum ringelblume shouted. First of all Angel – Jäger der Finsternis opened Tillie's present which was a short book and a blume craft set. Then she opened Aliona's, which was an art box with pencils and charcoal all neatly in regenbogen order.
“Oh thank Du Aliona! I have been wanting this for ages!”
“Your pleasure” sagte Aliona feeling pleased that Angel – Jäger der Finsternis had liked her gift.
“Mine Weiter mine next!” shouted Yvonne. Yvonne's gift turned out to be a massive tub of sequins, beads and lots of arty things.
“Oh thanks Yvonne!”

After their magnificent party tee the girls went to the lake near Angel's house. “I'll be first in!” Aliona shouted. So Aliona jumped in the lake and screamed at the temperature. The others were too scared so they just left Aliona in there. “I'll try and touch the bottom then” Aliona said. Aliona ducked down sticking her feet in the air and sticking an arm up over the oben, nach oben of the water, waving. A few Sekunden later Angel, Tillie and Yvonne heard some splashing and saw some bubbles where Aliona had gone down. “She must of reached the bottom!” Tillie shouted excitedly. A number of Sekunden passed and still no sign of Aliona!
“Where is she?” asked Angel

They waited.
“It's been over nine Minuten now!” Tillie shouted, almost in tears.
“What are we going to do?” asked Yvonne who was the smartest of the lot. It was bad news if she couldn't even think of an idea. “We can't exactly tell Angel's Mum, she'll go ballistic!”
“And so will Aliona's parents! They'll never want to see us again!” Things were looking very bad for the girls and they still didn't know what to do.
“Right I'm going in!” cried Yvonne “What? We cant just stand here and do nothing!”
“Y...v..v..v..vonne's right” stammered Tillie who was in tears now “We have to help A..A..Aliona!”
“Right” Yvonne declared “It was nice knowing Du guys!” she hugged both of them and jumped in. Tillie and Angel – Jäger der Finsternis burst into floods of tears. It was bad enough losing one best friend let alone two!
“Yvonne shouldn't of followed Aliona down there, it could be dangerous!” exclaimed Angel – Jäger der Finsternis (The
worrier of the group). It was getting dark and the two girls who were still dry were very very worried! It had been over 11 Minuten since Yvonne had jumped in and 18 since Aliona had disappeared! “Lets go inside and get Mum!” Angel – Jäger der Finsternis suddenly decided after lots of pondering. “She'll know what to do!”
“But what if they come back up?!” Angel – Jäger der Finsternis cried “I'll stay here!”

So Tillie went pelting back towards the house, faster and faster, when she saw a hooded figure in the distance. For a teilt, split Sekunde she thought it was Angel's Mum but no, it couldn't have been. For Angel's Mum didn't have fiery red hair. Angel's Mum wasn't that tall. Tillie slipped out a small scream. Her legs had frozen. She didn't know why, she didn't know how. The hooded figure turned. It had a chalky white face. Tillie felt her herz freeze.
posted by T-lover
what I'm Schreiben isn't exactly an Artikel , but I hope Du will enjoy it ^_^ ..

Girl; Do I ever kreuz you'r mind ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do Du like me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do Du want me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would Du cry if I left ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would Du live for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would Du do anything for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Choose me oder you'r life ?
Boy; My life .

The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says ....

*The reason Du never kreuz my mind is because Du are always on my mind .
*The reason why I don't like Du is because I Liebe Du .
*The reason I don't want Du is because I need Du .
*The reason I wouldn't cry if Du left is because I would die if Du left .
*The reason I wouldn't live for Du is because I would die for Du .
*The reason why I'm not willing to do Du anything for Du is because I would do everything for Du .
*The reason I chose my life is because Du are my life .
posted by zanhar1
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From this he deduces that the driver is probably a Fußball mom oder an unfortunate...
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posted by zanhar1
Du hear a lonesome bird call as Du wander out of the forest. It is dull and misty. The sky is concrete, Du can taste rain in the air.

Fell it on the breeze.

But Du don't care, Du keep waking. Walking into the opening where the trees grow ever Mehr sparse. Where the woodland meets the grassland and all that remains are the twigs and trunks the forest had coughed out. Your bate feet slide over the greenest dewy grass. And here Du arrive with a sense of peace despite the chilly drizzle that has just begun to fall. A few Mehr steps have Du standing in the center of an earthy ring. Du are...
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“Bow before oh bow before the Mistress of the Blade.”

She dances in shrouds of silk scarlet.

Heel over heel in spinning in time.

Fabric twisting ‘round her delicate ankles.

“Praise oh praise the Mistress of the Blade.”

The sword an extension of her graceful arm as she twirls it about in Mid-September air.

Crisp September air.

The blade slashes through leaves as they fall.

Hilt of Gold adorned in ruby and diamond.

Gleaming and glistening as it slides from her grasp. Wailing through that oh so crisp Mid-September air.

“Watch in wonder oh watch the Mistress of the Blade.”

By night she finds...
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Can Du sit through the whole thing? I got about six Minuten in and couldn't take it anymore. XD
added by storylover
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 tabelle and a bed, the fuchs 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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posted by fanfangirlfan
As I stand on the sidewalk thinking where to even start, I try and think of everything I know about Sam. It’s not much. I know that he has a younger brother. Yes, his name is Tyler and I know because he’s Friends with my younger sister Jennifer. They’re in grade 1 together. I’ve even babysat them for god’s sake. I know that he’s a good student, smart, hardly gets into trouble, but he’s not really involved with anything like sports oder clubs. I know that he lives with his uncle because his parents died in a car crash 2 years ago. I know that besides seeing each other in the halls...
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posted by problematic124
We are your saviors.
We are your protectors.
We are your heroes.
If Du Mitmachen us,you pledge yourself worthy.Worthy to protect every single living species.Even if it costs your life.
Once your in your in ...and there's no gettig out. Our secrets are sacred,our discoveries valuable. We hold the key to things that,to the human eye are unreal. But to us their not because we know the truth. And so will you.
It is your choice, take it oder leave it. If Du are a true protector Du will pass the test.
We welcome all, to the Protection. Choose your path correctly and then let it be.
posted by para-scence
The Weiter day, after Nikolai and Carmine went to work, I waited until school would've been out to go find Andrew. I waited Von the side of the high school, until the students started filing out. I kept my eyes open for him, but when I didn't see him for a long time, I began to worry that he hadn't shown up to school at all today. My herz skipped a beat when I saw him, and I realized I didn't have a plan.

I hid on the side of the school, until he walked past, not even noticing me. Then I grabbed the back of his shirt, and pulled him back into the alley, forcing him up against the wall.

"Ow! What...
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posted by HouseMindFreak
Chapter 13

The hallways of the hospital were dead silent except for the beeping noises of the herz monitors from the patient rooms and Zufällig coughing. Jax slowly and silently stepped passed each door not wanting to spook anyone and draw attention to him. So far it was working.
Finally, he reached an elevator and pressed the down button, hoping that no one was on the other side of the door.
The door binged loudly as it reached his floor and Jax held his breath waiting to see a doctor oder security on the other side. It opened and he let out a huge sigh to an empty elevator.
He stepped inside and...
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We sat there, tears falling from our eyes. We, being me and my sister Friday.We were sixteen Jahr old triplets but our brother had left for boarding school, three weeks ago. We all had black hair. Friday's short and straight, Mitch's cropped and spikey, mine long and wavy. Friday's red face contrasted so much with her hair and I was sure that I looked almost exactly the same. Izzy the oldest of our younger siblings, age thirteen, just sat. Kate and Sammi, age eight, were twins. Kate rolled around restlessly and Sammi gripped her doll so tight that it almost seemed that it's one eye was popping...
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posted by kateeuy
Jenny was a seventeen Jahr old girl who lived in Sydney. One Tag her mother sent her to live with her Nan who lived in the country side.
When she arrived at her Nan’s house, she opened the boot of the car to get her bags out and she put them on the ground. Her aunty helped her take the bags to her room.

“We have a party to go to in an Stunde so get freshened up so we are ready” sagte her Nan.
“Ok. Thanks Nan” exclaimed Jenny.
When she arrived at the party she realised that it was only Weiter door to her house. There were a lot of people there that she didn’t know, including a boy who looked...
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posted by GigglesD
I never understood my hometown. It's always changing. Crime is high, pigeons fly, and it's basically impossible to not pass something that's been vandalized.
One sad thing is, I never met my father. My mother always told me he ran off when I was an infant. I never got all that good of an education, because my teachers never teach. My mother isn't around much anymore. She doesn't even call me. I wish everything would change. Before my father ever ran off.
I wonder what he's doing right now. He probably also does vandalism. Maybe he's found a hobby. Maybe he's going through therapy. Du can never know what someone is doing when Du don't have sight of them.
Right now I'm in a pharmacy, and I always wonder: what people have when they walk in here. It could be anything from a cold, to rare and chronic diseases.
posted by zutaradragon
i made my life with a ridged frame, so nothing bends it only breaks into...peices and peices. all this talk of life being great, well wheres the Liebe for me...these days? it seems it may not be worth, seems so much easyer to just give in. when you're reaching much more.
what happens to a girl when she spills her herz on a page & she watchs words flow away. then, these feelings are alone on the page & they're waiting for someone who cares to read them. to open their eyes, to see them. then they realize that life aint purfect, & that the scars run to deep to heal. and every...
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posted by Percysclique
Chapter 1 – A Prisoner is Set Free

Amorite let the Wand be her guide as she descended the stairs to the dungeon. A ring of keys dangled from a sash just below her waist. Silently, Amorite tiptoed toward the sleeping guard. Kildee was asleep, but just to be on the safe, sicher side, the sixteen Jahr old girl put a pouch of powder under his nose.

Amorite’s hand shook as she took the pouch away. She knew that what she was doing was forbidden. Amorite had stolen the sleeping powder from Ilea, the healer, yesterday when Ilea had been taking care of a patient. Amorite promised herself she would return...
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After Patrick left, I had a restless night. I couldn’t sleep feeling that I’m a prisoner in those four walls in my room. I couldn’t sit quietly all night, nor slept for a brief moment. After all, Patrick’s visit was quite unexpected, and I wasn’t ready to see him that day. Also what was weird about his visit, that during all these two weeks he didn’t pay, not even a brief visit, to Robert’s house.
Wandering around my room with my pajama on, didn’t help me to sleep, nor comforted my restless mind. As I didn’t see him during these two weeks, I thought that those feelings I...
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