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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 para-scence
Blake

It was Valentine's Day. I'd never really liked the holiday. Girls always thought it was a "romantic day" and it was just.... annoying. This year, however, I was actually happy about it coming around. This year, I had Irina. She wasn't like most girls. She was different, and I Liebe that about her. I bought a bouquet of flowers; I was going to give them to her at lunch. I started eating outside with her, and that Briar girl that she introduced me to. That girl is strange, but sweet. I'll never forget when I met her:

"Blake, this is Briar," Irina introduced one Tag after school. This girl...
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posted by POPclogger216
"I..I didn't see you..you were over there, now you're here..oh my God," I say, pacing before he grabs my arm, stops me.
"Chill. Would Du like to dance?" he asks. I say yes.
Hesitantly.
We dance, sometimes close, sometimes dancing so crazy we can't even see each other. But something weird happens during one of the dances. He pulls me close. I barely know him. And then, his hand around my waist, he almost grips me, as if in pain. And then burning, almost like a msall scratch a dog would give you. A sharp prickling runs through my lower back. I moan, softly, and I look at his face. His eyebrows...
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posted by wolfkirby
Me and Brittany got scared when the police Fragen us and got push toward the cop car.
The boys got is trouble because of the bier since they tried to make us drink.We had to tell them because u know there the police we didnt fell right when they got to rude and pushy.We got sorry for them since they went to jail for 3 days.
Luckly they werent part of the K.K.K.Kevin got alot Mehr nice after there jail time.They were not bullying any kids we have been dating so long that its a record for our town.The school was rebuilt,but Me,Brittany,and them knew it wasnt over yet.
posted by POPclogger216
"Why in the heck are Du wearing that?" my mother asked. I looked into my full-body mirror in my bedroom inside this tiny apartment, studying the short, yellow, frilly gown. I sware to God..I gleam in this, Mom! I thought. "It looks Mehr like a scrap-of-a-dress." I ignored her.

It was the Tag of my high-school prom, the last prom I'd ever go to. I was going to graduate this summer. I sorta wanted to come out with a bang. My eyes, just like moms, looked bigger, darker, and gorgeous when I was wearing yellow. My choppy black hair seemed to shine more. This IS the perfect dress, I thought. My...
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Days go Von Du like a shadow,
Du don’t live this life,
you’re becoming a shadow
of your destiny.



This cruel fate hates
your laughter,
loving your pain that
sleeps inside your
broken heart.



Broken and tired
of all these Lost fights,
your life becomes
invisible
and Du don’t care anymore,
but Du do,
Du still do.



You’re trying to see
through this fog,
you’re still fighting
for that day,
the Tag of your peace.



Your path is full of
thorns that are stabbing Du
directly into your hope,
tearing your soul apart,
you’re on the wings of powerlessness.
I sit up straight in the middle of the night; my forehead is stained with cold sweat, my breathing is heavy. Pure darkness is all around me. Just another dream I mentally convince myself, but I’m still shaking. I can’t calm down, no matter what, the dream felt so…real. Trembling, I get out of bett and go into the bathroom. Looking at me in the mirror was painful. It looks like I just got in a fight with a rabid cat. My black hair frizzed everywhere, mascara and eyeliner smeared around my eyes, tear streaks on my face. God I could use some exercise I thought as I examined my body shape....
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Im going to put a teaser of the first chapter up, if people like it i will continue. Kommentar PLZ!!



Elyon stirred in her sleep, causing her thin blanket to slip off. Slowly her bare arms were covered in goosebumps, as her eyes began to futter; her peacfull face turned to concern, she sat up and looked around.
"Where...?" she managed to mutter through her dry lips. She didnt know where she was. She had never seen anything like it before. Somehow she was sitting in the middle of a medow sorrunded Von flowers. Elyon stood up and wrapped the small blanket around her shoulders. She looked down at...
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posted by kitkat709477
I was normal once oder i thought I was, at least, until I knew otherwise,then I didn't know how i could have missed it i mean it was so obvious but i suppose that was just it, it was to obvious and sometimes i wonder what it would be like if what happened that night never happened but it probably wouldn't have mattered what happened that horrible night because it just sped up what was already there, sure maybe it would have been easier if i had known what I was but maybe it wouldn't have been.
Du see before all this happened I lived a very good life we were very rich and we lived in a palace,like...
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Me: okay well i finished the assignment and this is the final product...please don't hold back...okay here Du go
ps. know that this is an religion assinment, and its about my interpretation of Jesus in an artistic form-ie-me using a collection of short poems and talking about the sea...okay i'll shuup now

Freedom
To feel the sand
The sun on your back
It’s a no man’s land
With no fear of attack
No chains of society
The sea frees all
Lose all your anxiety
And watch as the waves fall
God’s Sekunde heaven under the sun
Surrounding all things being
The sea will be undone
For those people foreseeing...
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Two things were killing me at the moment.The fact that It was raining like crazy on his horrible to school,the Tag of school where I had to face my dreaded ex and try to hold back either my tears oder punching him in the face.by the way,I completely wanted to do both at this moment.The Sekunde was that whole desperately in Liebe moment with Juaney.I was mad the the "mystery girl" that Juan had fallen so hard for and she have no freaking idea.I hate seeing Juan like this.Yes at the moment he is very proactive of me but I can tell now that he just doing that so I won't look into oder figure his true...
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posted by jasperwhlover
Links;Urls:
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Chapter 3

Now, Serenity on a happier note was learning how to defend herself and about Exorcism she wanted to help Father Bartholomew, even though she was forced Von the church to conform to the earthly practices like everyone else and to hide her wings, Father Bartholomew encouraged her heavenly attributes, he made wings, of feathers, waxed together, they were perfect, and everyday, he would teach her to fly as she forgot how because of the number of years that she spent conforming to the earth. Father Bartholomew raised Serenity like a daughter, a few years later, when she...
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posted by iluvtheshow
Hey Mom,
It's been a while
Since Du sat Weiter to me,
Since I saw Du smile
I miss Du Mom
I wish Du were here
Giving me kisses
Holding me near
I can still see Du Mom,
the laughing happy you
Not the ill broken women
Who broke my herz in two
I'll always remember Mom,
Du taught me well
To do good things,
And with Honesty tell
I'm telling Du Mom
Losing Du killed me
Laying a rose on your casket
Trying hard to be
Strong.
That's what Du were Mom,
Strong.
In everything Du said
In everything Du did
So now I'll be just that
Strong like a mother, not like a kid


I wrote this in honor of any child who has ever Lost a parent.
Chapter Three

At the kitchen, wondering when Michael will be coming down and have breakfast with his wife and children, Jamie was at the stove, making some Mehr pfannkuchen and was so into her thinking of Michael that she hadn’t heard a little voice calling out to her “Mama, Mama.” Jamie was still thinking about him for a few Mehr Sekunden until she felt a little hand tugging at the end of her shirt. Turning around and looking down to see who was tugging the end of her t-shirt, she saw her oldest child, Mac standing Weiter to her and staring at her mother with her brown eyes, giving her that...
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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 Zurück month.He had Lost his job there.

2.Mistake of the week
A 33-year-old Norwegian man came Home one night from the pub and got into bett Weiter 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 Sekunden of your life away,
Making life shorter and shorter with every tick,
Drawing death nearer and nearer,
But Du 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 Du do?
Tick, tick, tick
Three Mehr seconds, gone, like that,
Did Du use them well?
Live life,
For life is too short to spend these Sekunden 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 hügel
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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