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posted by Lore_Master
Our hero fell to his knee's "Wha....what....no all my work and research.....gone!" he sagte as he clutched his chest gasping for air, as Tag turned to night he sat there with an empty feeling eating him from the inside, he looked up at the star's "Why me why do.... why the fuck does this happen to me!!!" the hero yelled as he started pounding the ground violently, his whole body filled with rage and sadness knowing all of his work was just wasted he began to shed tear's it seemed the Mehr he hit the ground the further it plunged him into dark thought's soon thinking of resorting to evil necromancy "What if I....." he thought to himself as he headed toward's the graveyard. The hero made his way toward's the graveyard he felt his soul slowly dissapearing as if he had completely fallen victim to the dark art's, reaching the graveyard he noticed a pair of bright yellow eye's stareing at him from the tree's "I know what you're about to do necromancer..... I suggest fleeing before you're soul is forever lost." sagte the beast slowly makeing it's way down from the baum "Oh yea? what are Du going to do Du mangy mut!" sagte the hero with great anger as he kept walking knowing that the beast would strike him down if he got any closer "Why you!" the beast yelled as he charged the hero but sunddenly stopped in his tracks seeing the symbol on his hand "No it can't be..." the beast backed away retreating into the tree's from whence it came, the hero was surprised and confused "Why didn't he kill me why he had the chance...?" he thought to himself as he entered the graveyard. Upon entering the graveyard dark ground 's the hero looked around at the grave's but one cought his eye "Hmm.... Mother." he slowly reached down a touched the grave "Please forgive me..." he sagte as he began digging her up... it took him a couple Minuten to completely dig the coffin up as he gazed at her coffin a cold chill ran down his spine knowing his soul and mind was completely Lost in dakrness, he opened the coffin stareing at his mother's bone's he thought to himself should he continue with what he was about to do and if he progressed any further he would turn into a monster.... the dichtung started to glow on the back of his hand he felt the urge to consume he couldn't fight it, he began tp snap his mother's bone's like twig's.... then he started sucking out the marrow staright out of the bone's themself! He could feel the dark power's engulfing his body, and a unbareable pain emergeing from his spine he could feel his bone's transforming as the darkness took control of his body. the hero began to feel light headed as he swayed back and forth feeling his morality being drained he couldn't hold himself any Mehr he fell into the coffin blacking out once more. As the hero awoke he had a odd smell about he sniffed himself as his nostrells flared he could smell sulfer on him, he got up looking around he had a strange feeling as if someone was watching him, it was quiet to queit "what's this odd feeling I'm getting?" he pondered as he got up out of the coffin, he looked at the back of his hand he noticed it had a spike at the oben, nach oben of it knowing it wasn't there before it troubled him, a cracking noise broke the deep silence and a sharp pain was comeing from his back side "AHHH!!!" the hero yelled in agony as two black wings ripped their way from his back stretching and expanding, he could tell he was no longer human all of his morality was drained and his eyes completely engulfed Von darkness, he couldn't remember anything about his past every little thing he thought he knew was gone "Wh...who am I?" he sagte to himself as he stared into a pool of water seeing his reaflection stareing back at him.
There I was… Stepping on my own feet on the real ground. Yeah… the real one.
No Mehr “dad, will Du give me a ride to…?”, oder “ please mom, I need that money to buy a lovely pair of jeans”.
No Mehr dependence, no Mehr good meals in family, no Mehr life as I know it.
Time to step up on my feet.
Lily is my name…and I´m 18 years old. This is the new beginning of a new life. MY own life, the one that I have to build up.
Desperate about all this thoughts, all I could do is call my BF to cry over the phone.
-Soph…Oh Soph! This is nerve racking…OMG OMG OMG! I can´t believe we´re...
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posted by mitchie19
11. M E E T A A R O N


At exactly 3 pm, Mario, our house guard beeped through the telecom.
“Mr. Riley?” Mario asked. He used his British accent. I shifted my weight near the front door which the telecom was hung beside it. I pressed the button. “Yes, Mario?” “There’s someone at the gate, looking for Ms. Marhion.” I wonder who it is. I looked out the window. A silver BMW was parked in front of the gate. Weird.
He might not be a bad guy. “Send him in,” I told Mario then I saw the gate opened.
I approached the guy looking for Mariah. “Hi, Riley Cruz,” we shook hands. “Aaron...
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posted by mitchie19
10. M A K E I T H A P P E N


“Yo, Sean, what up?” I shouted. Sean’s a football player, the quarterback of the team. Mostly he likes shaking his blonde hair. Sean’s living room was filled with my friends, Toby, Jason, Michael, and Chris. “I’m great, man. God, Melissa nailed me!” Sean said. We did a high five. The guys were watching Sports Channel.
I drank the can of Pepsi I was holding. “Look, look, look!” Toby was pointing at the flat-screen. “Another round left then the Toro’s will be champion!” Chris and Michael were shouting. I joined them.
“That was a two-point...
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posted by Pirate_4_life
Hey guys, hopefully my story is getting read, so I'd appreciate it if Du left a little Kommentar and tell me what Du guys think of it.



Chapter two

“okay guys, step back from your paintings and as I go round the class I want Du to explain your influences and how they inspired Du to create your art pieces” explained the hippy like art teacher who insisted upon being called Gwen rather than Miss Miller, claiming it will ‘enhance the harmonious relationship’ she hopes to hold with her students. As each of her classmates took their turns telling how they were inspired to use a certain style...
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posted by Marcus_Ghent
Rahar and the Three Bandits
(aside the three bandits bit. I originally intended this to be a longer, full story but I sorta like it as just a lil moral short /shrug)

Rahar seemed a plain fellow but should Du ask his Friends they would all tell Du he had the makings of greatness, that he was designed to fullfill integral roles in important events. Indeed there was nothing obviously special about him...unless he chose to Zeigen you. He wore his black hair long, down past his shoulders to about mid-back. Many loose-fitting rings adorned his calloused hands, though usually these had the impresion...
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posted by mia1emmett
"UGH!" i yelled at the oben, nach oben of my lungs while trying to swat bugs off my arms and legs. My sister Roxy was laughing at me, well shes the one who lived out here, she was born here but she had to Bewegen when she was 5. Roxy is only 5 years older then me, while i am staring highschool shes starting college. the only reson we are moving here is because my mother couldnt stand to be far from Roxy. I hated how Roxy got treated better then me. Mom was calling me to help her Bewegen in the couch but my brother Ted helped her. Ted like my sister was born here but he adapeted to where ever we went. Ted was...
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posted by tayandkris4evr
 Little Jack
Little Jack
I got some feedback from some people who read my story and they sagte they had a lot of Fragen about it. I didn't explain it as well as I wanted to. So I apologize. I hope this can make up for it. :)
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Everything was burning. It was so hot and my eyes stung. It felt like I was bleeding... badly. I felt dizzy... so dizzy...

I woke up 2 days later in a white room with medical stuff in it. Almost every inch of my body was covered in thick white cloth. I couldn't Bewegen my arms oder legs. It was even a strugle to breathe...

I vaguely remembered the fire....
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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.
Chapter 4
When I woke up I was in an un-familiar place I Jumped from where I was laying down and walked down a flight of stairs
To a room full of people who were pale, I saw Edward and Bella so I
Thought this must be something that Bella knows about. I walked down the
Stairs and demanded I know what was going on, this pale man with blonde
Hair who looked so young came up to me and told me that Bella had come
To save me from losing my life and that Edward brought Du here. I
Started asking questions:
"Why are Du guys so pale?"
"Well we are Vampire like you"
"But I am not as pale as you, and YOU...
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Preface
In middle school there are always groups there are the popular's with their clothes’, make up, money, and fame.

Then there are the nerds with their books, notes, pencils, and beakers for science class.

The musicians and artists with their instruments, voices, paintbrushes, and masks.

The actors and Schauspielerinnen with all their props, costumes, make up, and outgoingness.

Then there are the gangs though there aren’t many in our school with all the bling. Boom boxes and baggy clothes.

Last there are the jocks with their footballs, uniforms, and nets.

First Period
My Dirty Blonde hair...
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*Note; This is a variation of RachelGal97’s Endless Pain. Same names; just a different plot. Please Kommentar and tell me if Du like and what’s your Favorit part*

Endless Pain: Chapter Four

“Selena!” Taylor shouted. She stood up and waved to Selena who stood across from her in the cafeteria. “Over here!”

“Sit down, Taylor!” Demi said, tugging on Taylor’s shirt. “You weird enough as it is.”

“Sorry.” Taylor sat down and crossed her arms.

“Hey guys,” Selena said. She set her tray down and started eating.

Demi and Taylor exchanged glances.

“What’s going on?”

“Nothing.”...
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That Tag I thought I was a failure. I was sitting outside our house on a bench in my white dress, just staring at the dark sky while raindrops were running down my cheeks. It could have been tears as well, all I knew was that it was raining pretty hard.
As she noticed I was outside, she opened the door and told me to come inside, where it was warm. Her soft voice told me she was going to make some tee for me and that everything would be okay.
I didn't even look at her when I got up and started to run.



The gras, grass felt wet and cold under my bare feet as I was running towards the nearby forest,...
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posted by moolah
 This is Molly Stray
This is Molly Stray
When Molly Kisses: Info
Molly Stray
Favorite Color: Black
Animal: Black Panther
Career: Bar tender
Car: Red Convertible
Book: Harry Potter
Hates: Tyler Rock, smoothies, etc.
Loves: her brother, Jake; tea, Adie, her best friend, etc.
Doesn’t want ever: to be pregnant
Wants eventually: A hubby

Tyler Rock
Favorite Color: Black
Animal: Coyote
Career: Base Player
Car: Silver Volvo
Hates: Molly Stray, his sister, Kitty, etc.
Loves: his littler sister, Harry, soda, cigars, etc.
Doesn’t want ever: A child and a wife
Wants eventually: All the Filme in the world

Janice James
Favorite Color: Pink
Animal: Frogs
Career:...
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I looked back down and we sat in silence for a couple of minutes. I looked to my right to find Looi holding the child that was being stubborn in his arms. This, in fact, reminded me of myself in his arms a long, long time ago. Oh, I’d say about 16 years Vor when I was 2 and he was 11. My mom and dad had Looi when they were only 19 years old, so It took a while for them to decide to have me 9 years later when they were 28. I laughed at how old my mom was now. I know it’s nothing to laugh about, but, I couldn’t imagine my mom at Looi’s age now that she is 46.
    “So,...
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Darkened Bliss

By: Non other than the legendary . . . drumroll please . . . ME!




“If Du had a choice and it was to be thought over, what choice would Du go with? Invade the World’s tactics, oder leave what is left of our world after the Apocalypse?
Not like our world is going anywhere . . .”



“Repress and retrain,
Steal the pressure and the pain,
Wash the blood off your hands,
This time, she won’t understand”
- Muse, Ruled Von Secrecy








To,
My Friends who cannot wait to see if they are quoted








Need to know Basis, Rules and Legislations of the Bliss
The Cult of Sorpse was an ancient community...
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posted by potterrox
As twilight fell over Paris, it was as though reality loosened its hold. The ancient and modern buildings battled for domination of the street, and of one’s senses. The juxtaposition of old and new was on the precipice of being overwhelming. We were all caught in limbo between the past and present.

Limbo wasn’t a good place for me. My thoughts sprang out and ranged in all directions, with nothing solid to contain them. There were no comforting boundaries in the area between dreams and reason, and nowhere to hide.

I told myself that I shouldn’t the horizon, that I don’t need boundaries,...
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I woke up in my twin bed, blanket pulled up to my quivering chin, lamp on the bedside tabelle turned on because I forgot to turn it off last night, my feet hanging off the bottom of the bed, as always. But today would be different. I rolled out of bett and shut off my lamp, opened up my butter-yellow curtains, and let the rising sun shine on my face. I admired the looming hills in the distance. The empty hillsides were my savior, my escape, my haven. I slowly stripped off my spitze nightgown, eyes never leaving the hills, and pulled on a formal blue dress and some pure white flats, my fanciest outfit....
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posted by EmoKidSteven
im so sick.
im sick of everything about you.
i hate what Du say,
what Du do,
everything.
it sets off some spark,
that just angers me inside and out.
im so sick.
im sick of your laugh,
your smile,
your eyes,
everything.
i hate how Du talk to me,
how Du treat me,
what Du think of me as.
im not your toy,
im not your anything.
i dont belong to you,
im not a possession.
im just me.
and im so sick.
sick of everything in this godforsaken world.
especially you.
and i dont want to be something
that hates and is sick
of everything.
im just sick of you.
and honestly...
i dont want to be with you
anymore.
im so sick.
Chapter 2 Hue
Exo-Vampires

Everybody has their chances

Don’t touch me.
    The filthy half-vampire was sitting in the corner while I, me, out of all people... Vampire had to watch over the muddy thing. Thing is not a good word for the half-vampire, it is Mehr of an IT. Maybe it does not need to live. Why? Why does it have to sleep like that. Sleeping is not normal if Du are a vampire. Stupid Half.
    “Ahh!” It screamed in its sleep.
    “Shut, UP!” I yelled, smacking it in the face. It opened its eyes, revealing a big bruise...
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posted by TeamRosalieHale
19: Every Breath Du Take

Master watched and listened to everything that was happening. Master was less than pleased with the progress that Jack and Rosalie’s relationship was making. Master had believed that with time, it would have fallen apart.
For once, Master was wrong and this made Master very angry.
Master let it’s eyes drift from the lovebirds to IT. Smiling, Master saw that IT was doing IT’s job correctly. IT was back on the trail of the carriage, making IT’s way through Canada. Along the way, IT had taken down half a dozen undead monsters, and several Mehr since IT had entered...
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