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posted by para-scence
Inspired Von the song, "Room of Angels" Von Akira Yamaoka on the Silent hügel 4 soundtrack. ;)

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Worthless. Useless. Despicable. Wretched.

These are the words my mother used to describe me. Each word was like a dagger through me. But I was thankful. She might've come up with that soon enough.

"There's nothing like a mother's love," they say. I wouldn't know. If it included fear, pain, hate, and resentment, then yes. There's nothing like it. Not in the the entire world. But I think they meant it was wonderful. Not terrible.

But it was over now. She was gone forever.

I was allowed to her funeral,...
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posted by greenstergirl
 My attempt to draw Danny....It is horrible
My attempt to draw Danny....It is horrible
Her scream was high pitched. The kind where Du get a shiver down your back. The kind when someone scrapes their nails on a chalk board. The kind where the person screaming is in utter pain. But gladly it wasn't all the way like that.

Du would think the water elementals would be Mehr careful around the giant sea snake. It's one of the many creatures that live in our vally's lake. Some of the water elementals are even fisch oder sea snake shape shifters. Thats why I laughed when one of them screamed at the giant serpent.

Trixi yelled at me for my rude behavior and we ran towards the snake. From...
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posted by Takuya
I have always been amazed Von animated Filme and comicbooks just because they both a great way to tell stories and the art usually looks amazing.

What i want to do is to create something that speaks to kids oder teens just like the Disney Filme and comicbooks did to me as a kid and thats why i´m trying to write a book and i´m going to try and get that published.

I really admire people who succed with Schreiben a book,drawing comics oder anything like that and i really hope that i can be one of them some day.
posted by sevendeadlysins
Normally, this style just isn't me, but I feel like I needed to release all of my wrath, turning it into sadness, eventually.

So, I'm not an Emo poem writer, but I just wanted to Veröffentlichen this piece I literally just wrote.

I am broken
There's no one left to fix me.
All hope is lost
There's so much I will never be.

I am broken
My world has been shattered.
All hope is lost
I am nothing, destroyed and battered.

I am broken
The world around me falls apart.
All hope is lost
There is no chance for a new start.

I am broken
I have been left here on my own.
All hope is lost
There's no one else; I am here alone.

I am broken
The pain is too much for me to bare.
All hope is lost
In the end, the others just don't care.

I was broken
No tears remain in my fearful eyes.
All hope is gone
My world ended with nothing but lies.
posted by 1-2vampire
basically, its what I used to be.

A sad and lonley sight
Sat at home, her chest feels tight
Her sadness wraps her in a ball
No friends, no confort, none at all
She's different but there's no help for that
They call her names that bring tears to her eyes
A freak, a loner, and now she cries
She wants to end it
All the pain
Just a friend, thats all she would wish to gain
Now the rain falls on her window pane
She stares outside, to keep her sane
Her feeling drive her mad sometimes
She thinks of this and now she sighs
No hope, no love, what shall she do?
She feels so lonely, but what about you?



My advice, is to...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Shaun

I watched two little girls playing, watching one in particular. She reminded me painfully of Serena. The little girl pulled her friend to her feet and ran towards a woman that I recognized.

It was her. At first I was sure I was halluncinating.

Her dark hair was a little longer than I had seen it last. She was wearing a black pencil rock and a deep blue blouse. She looked happy as the girl ran up to her.

She hugged the little girl. Their hair was the same colour.

I watched numbly as Serena looked at the child with unfathomable Liebe as she told her something.

Serena looked up at me, pain and shock evident on her face.
posted by Cutebutcrazy--
Du couldn't and wouldn't,
ask for anything more.
Now all Du want,
is to be able to rest.
For your famliy to be happy.
Du wish Du could help them,
through the pain,
but Du can't,
Du can only watch,
from the sky.
Du can only watch them cry.
Hearts are now broken.
But your love,
is forever out spoken.
For twith out you,
there'd be no hope,
for those to come.
Du put the doctors one step closer,
to finding the cure.
Du may be just another person to them,
but to me your so much more.
Your one in a million,
your unequie.
I have just one Mehr thing to say.
Plaese rest now.
Rest now and sleep.
May heven bring Du happiness and peace.
posted by RobPattzLover7
It was Monday 7th April and Justin had to catch
the plane. He rang James immediately, so they
could head to the airport. Justin packed a variety
of clothing to wear on the journey. James arrived
and loaded his lugguage in the boot. "Thank Du for
coming with me James, it means a lot to me" Justin said
with faith from his heart. "Your welcome, i know how much
it means to Du buddy, and anyway Du know how much i
love adventures!"James replied trying to humour Justin.

They reached the airport. Suddenly, in a faded flash the
man in the black suit appeared. "Hello boys, its 12:30 so
you have 30 mins untill...
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posted by Emoshinell
To me, Will is Mehr than a name. This is what it means to me:

W is for the softest whisper in the sweetest breeze of spring.

I is for the icy chill that goes down my spine when Du spare me a small glance my way.

L is for the look my penetrating eyes give Du when Du turn away from me; when I want most for Du to stay close to me.

And L is for the unconditional and irrevocable and irrational Liebe I feel for your soul.

Without you, my herz is silent. Du arethe only one who has touched my herz and it will always be yours. Du are my only love. I've left my herz with you; look over it closely....
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posted by ZekiYuro
Daniela Nardini,actor,star of the BBC series This Life.Interview Von Leila Farrah.

1.Where did Du go to school?
St Mary's Primary School in Largs,a small Scottish town.Then Largs Academy,the local secondary school.

2.Did Du ever get into trouble?
No,my school reports usually used to say 'friendly and well-behaved'.I don't think I was rebellious,in fact I used to be quite shy.I became Mehr of a rebel in secondary school.I stayed until I was eighteen,but I was quite lazy and uninterested and I didn't use to do very much work.

3.What subjects were Du good at?
I used to Liebe English and art,but I wasn't...
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July 6th, 2012, Yankee Stadium, a ball was pitched and struck, sent 102 miles per Stunde out of field and into the stands. With a speed like that, a typical baseball Fan would’ve believed that oben, nach oben pro-catchers like Ivan Rodriguez would’ve caught that ball too easily. But no, it wasn’t Rodriguez oder any professional catcher at all. It was a little girl.
8-year-old Momolola Hortwumu of Albany, New York, was cheering on the Yankees in the crowds with her father, Timothy, and older brother, Connilki, enjoying the game and rosa cotton Süßigkeiten when-unexpectedly- a fast ball was coming her way. Instinctively,...
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posted by icuSTALKER
My mother always told me I had golden locks that shone brighter than the sun. She sagte I was destined for unimaginable things.
I told her I didn't believe it.
Bobby told me I was beautiful and could outdo Katy Perry anyday.
I told him to go take a hike.
Kelly told me I was the most innocent, sweetest thing in the world.
I told her I threw my brother's boxers out the window yesterday.
I didn't believe a word of anything they said. People say stuff they don't mean, and when you're gullible enough to believe it, they drop you, dusting their hands off with ease, and Du land in a faceplant and bär a...
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I stood on the edge of the field, my sword raised to shield my eyes from the falling sun. "I'ts beautiful," I thought, staring out at the curve of the hills and the waving of the gras, grass and trees, the grays and browns of winter, with the slightest hint of spring green.
I notice a movement off to my left and my sword drops to my side. It is the oben, nach oben of a karte, warenkorb coming into view as it crested the hill. I sigh and walk back to the woods, knowing what would come next. The driver rings a signal glocke viciously, clearly wanting me to stop. "Leave me alone." I mumble, I knew I should have stayed in the...
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posted by Skitty_Love
"Hello, master!" I greet with a positive smile and a bow. Yes. I hate to admit it but... I work at a maid cafe'! .... My name is Naomi Hanaguri. I am sixteen. My mom is really poor since shes on unemployment at the moment, so I decided to work at a Maid Cafe' to pay the bills. But it isn't any ol' cafe' , its a Gothic Lolita one. Yep, thats right. I am a lolita. Hey! Don't laugh!

I walk back towards the küche with the new order of fresh squeezed zitrone tee and a scone. My laced fingerless gloves clutch the mini clipboard. My puffy black and white corset rock sway as I walk. "Order!" I announce...
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posted by moodystuff449
Why do we have something as stupid and pointless as war. Of all the things to create. A mother tells a child to stop fighting, yet calls a killer a hero. "Defend Our Country" yeah right. Defending means holding back someone who is trying to hurt you. It does not mean that if someone doesn't do what Du tell them, Du go into a country and kill their people. And if Du have a quarrl with someone, why don't Du settle it yourself instead of killing a bunch of innocent soliders who think they're doing what's right. Are we so primitive that we resolve to such matters? Have they ever thought of...
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Inspired Von Le Petit Prince (The Little Prince)

There once was a young boy and a beautiful rose. The boy was kind and humble, and could only say "Yes". The rose was proud and haughty, and always sagte "No."

When the boy had first laid eyes on the rose, he had been entranced Von her beauty. He had felt a tug, a tingling in his heart, that he realized was love. And so the boy devoted his life to the rose.

When it rained in the boy's village, he built a shelter for the rose. When there was a drought, he climbed a mountain and fetched buckets of clear spring water for her. When it thundered, he covered...
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posted by starwarsfangirl
This is just a little beginning part of a story I've been working on for at least a month.
I can't remember when I started working on this.
I'm going to try to write the rest of this and get it published someday.
This would be chapter one.
Please review.
Feedback 'feeds the writer'.
This would take place in a capitol village of a country named Merdonpoli.
It's a Fantasy place where there are magical creatures, kings, queens, etc.
Enjoy.

Drew wasn’t a complainer. He prided himself on accepting whatever he could, and living on. But even so, this was a very small meal. Drew sighed as he emptied...
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posted by shomill
She crawls into a memory.
She sits, she cries, knees folded up to her chest.
Life is not like it used to be.

Why can't she enjoy life like she did before?
Because she had no life then, no identity.
She was what others told her to be.
She has learned.
She is gaining an identity.
She doesn't know who she is.
She only recently discovered that she didn't know,
That she had no life, no identity.

It's looking for her,
Coming slowly, across the sea.
She fears it will not find her.
It will wander in the darkness,
Searching, but never finding,
Never knowing how close it has come.
And she will never know it, even though she sees it, touches it, tastes it,
She will never be able to embrace it.

She keeps searching for she,
For her place to be,
To belong in this world, and to stand out.

I keep searching for me,
For my destiny,
For my identity.
posted by hgfan5602
I Liebe writing.
Not because of Fanpop
Not because I am bored
But because of a different reason.
A reason Du might think is strange.

Schreiben
Is my own personal universe
Where I can be creative
Where I can forget all my troubles
And leave Earth behind.

Usually
I use Schreiben to express my emotions
To share what I feel
And why I feel that way.

I can fly away from my friends
On Earth
And explore new universes
Meet new friends
Discover new things

That is why I Liebe writing.
posted by Theatre_Freak
I lived my years trying again and again trying to find love. During the Jahr I lived in a small remote town where magical creatures live but unfortunately we had to take orders from the mortals. I lived with the daughter of death named Diana, she actually finds it amusing because she is nothing like her father. Every Jahr when I become human I have to borrow clothes her because as a spirit Du don't wear clothes. Diana was only allowed to wear dark clothes even though she hates the color black probably because her mother's a fairy.
The school I would go to this Jahr was called Jackson High...
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