Schreiben Article: Battle:poem

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posted by Cutebutcrazy--

Du go to bett happy.
Du go to bett well.
Then Du wake up sick.
You're rushed to the hospital.
You're lest with no help.
You're poked and you're prodded.
It feels like hell.
Du wish it was over.
Du wish all was swell.
Finally it's over.
All test have been run.
Du hoped for the best,
so Du can have fun.
You're stuck there for days,
before Antwort come.
They say Du have cancer,
Du have to stay.
Days turn to weeks.
There Du lay.
Misery comes with each passing day.
Hate comes in every way.
Now Du wake up,
days after chemo.
Your hair lies around you.
No comfort Du find.
Du can only hope.
Each Tag brings tears.
Du fight with your hardest,
but it wasn't enough.
In the end Du lost.
But Du learned alot more.
Du know Du helpd others.
Du settled the score.

thirteen_times, aliceesme and 3 others like this

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Mary Sue 101: How to Spot Her and How to STAY AWAY

posted by Dearheart

Who is Mary Sue, Du ask?

She is a pest, a scourge, a CURSE upon the world of fiction; a dull, cliche character who mostly invades the Fan fiction universe (especially in fandoms like Lord of the Rings oder Harry Potter), but can also be found in original work, TV shows, books, movies, etc. In Fan fiction, she's usually the fangirl's way of inserting herself in the story and pairing herself up with the cutest/hottest character. This infamous evil can be identified Von the following traits:

1: She is stunningly/unusually beautiful. Oh she may deny it, claiming to be a "plain Jane" and modestly deflecting...

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WHY DOES DADDY HURT ME?**CRY**

posted by VampirePrinsess

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 the wall
i try to hide
from his...

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The Vampire Reporter -- Chapter 3

posted by BiteMeCullen107

“Ouch!” last night I was out to long and Von the time I came Home I was exhausted so I just slept on my mattress that laid on the floor.
I woke to the waves crashing onto the ufer and the sun light touching my eyes. Not realizing I was on the edge of my bed, I stretched and landed on the cold floor to my two room apartment.
I got off the floor grabbing my silk bademantel that was sitting on oben, nach oben of the box Weiter to my mattress. I walked over to my living room windows and opened the shades up to reveal a beautiful ocean. The sky was clear all for...

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Who are the real monsters: Chapter 1: The Antiworld

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

HEY,
I DID NOT WRITE THIS STORY MY BRO DID, HOPE Du LIKE IT

15 years ago, mankind found that there was Mehr than the world showed us. There was another world where creatures of all appearances were hiding, the creatures made a deal with the humans that if they let them live in the human world as normal citizens they would help the humans deal with deceases and technology. They agreed but the humans decreed that all monsters must hid in a human form, this was no shock to the creatures and it was agreed that man and monster would live as one, as long as the monsters keep their true form a secret....

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Divorce, it should be a cuss word Pt. 3 "Healing Tears"

posted by iluvtheshow

I loved her.

As much as I hated her now I had loved her then.
But I had a problem now. The hate was getting in the way of my whole life. It was like this shadow that was always two steps behind me waiting to lash out. I did what I thought would help. Ignored it. And guess what? It just got worse. It got to the point where I was cold to everyone. My Friends tiptoed around me oder avoided me altogether. My hatred and anger were controling my life. I should have asked for help but I was way to stubborn for that. Why would I need to talk to a shrink? They were for crazy people. So, after a few weeks...

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Jacob and Renesmee's Honeymoon

posted by BiteMeCullen107

It was only a couple Minuten after the reception and Aunt Alice was practically jumping out of her skin. “Esme can we Zeigen them please, please, please?” Aunt Alice begged. “Ok but calm done Alice we don’t want to give it away.” Grandma told Aunt Alice. They tied a peace of cloth around Jacob and my eyes. We walked a mile and Grandma and Aunt Alice took of the blindfolds. Jacob and I stood in front of a beautiful three story house. “Grandma, Aunt Alice its beautiful. Thank Du so much.” I sagte turning back to them giving them both the biggest hug I’ve ever gegeben any one. They...

Liebe Is A Tortured Soul-an angsty poem about Liebe

posted by campluv98

This is my take on love,it came to me about two years ago,then it was just a phrase,i came up with the poem later on.:)I hope Du like it,please Review it.Critisism is welcome-but no Flames pls.thanks bye!

Love Is A Tortured Soul

Love is a tortured soul.
Drenched in the bearing of it’s kind, and the lost.
For it gets Lost quite easily; it’s naïve and foolish-desperate.
Love is a tortured soul.
It’s always there, waiting for Du to find it in it’s dark dim home, longing for another of it’s kind to relate and confide to.
They come sometimes, oder so it thinks.
It’s always being teased by...

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Alex's hunter chapter 4 (longer than the others)

posted by dragonrider

Alex's hunter had a name. Only one person knew his name and that was his ex wife. He was utterly baffled that Alex wouldn't crack where his family was. This was going to be hard.
Just then the door opened revealing his ex wife Melinda and his daughter Melanie. Alex's hunter felt his anger rise up into his head
"Crap Melinda why can't Du bring her Weiter year?" he roared raising his fists
Melinda became furious. He knew she would be coming! "Jerry calm yourself. It's your winter to take care of Melanie. Du don't want to talk to my lawyer again do you?" She asked eying him like she trapped him...

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Jacob and Renesmee's Honeymoon -- Chapter 2

posted by BiteMeCullen107

After eating breakfast Jacob and I went up to our room to get dressed. Finding the closet was pretty easy because there are only two doors in our room, the bathroom and the closet. “Oh. My. Gosh. Alice went way over board with this.” Jacob sagte in a normal tone. I walked over and looked in the closet and she did. It was the size of my parents bedroom back at there house. Jacob and I had our own sides. Aunt Alice hadn’t put any of Jake’s oder my clothes in the closet she bought all new clothes for us. We walked in to find something simple to wear but that was impossible with Aunt Alice...

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Rollercoasters - A Bumpy, Crazy Ride of a Poem

posted by Dearheart

slowly climbing

inch Von inch

bringing me closer

to my doom

Schmetterlinge of

anticipation

flutter nervously

in my stomach

knuckles whiten

jaws clench

what have I

gotten myself into

the suspense

is killing me

I'm going to hate it

I'm going to Liebe it

I might lose my lunch

but I don't care

heaven help me

here it comes...

...

I hold my breath...

...

and then
I scream
my stomach
drops
my breath
is stolen
my heart
is pounding
adrenaline
courses
through
my veins
amid screams
of sweet terror
I fling up
my hands
and ride on
the wings
of Thrill!

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Underworld High: Chapter 6: Vampire boy

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

Billy’s p.o.v
“I can’t believe girls got a ghost hunt” Rocco mumbled. We were all bummed the girls always got the good cases. “Yeah, I heard it’s about a guy who had scratched on his back” Max said. I sighed. “What cases do we have?” I asked Caleb looked down at his computer. “A girl says that her boyfriend was on a hiking trip and he hasn’t called oder communicated with her since last week” he said. I rolled my eyes. “Do Du think there’s anything to worry about?” I asked them, they all shrugged but Caleb nodded. “Even if there isn’t we have to help her anyway”...

Gods: Chapter 7: feuer and Ice

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

I walked in and saw Dawn and Thor. I walked over and gave them both a look. “Where are mom and dad” I asked looking around the house. Dawn smile. “Still in Australia” I looked at Dawn with a confused smile. “Well then what’s going on” I asked. I was angry at Thor and Dawn and not because of Liz oder that mom and dad were still in Australia, but because they weren’t telling me anything. “Well?” I asked. Thor looked at me but he didn’t smile he just stared at me. “We were told to go home, we don’t know anything” he sagte in a muschel voice. I heard a bang, I turned and saw...

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Come What May

posted by CheeryDavis

Hi, so this is my first story put on here! It's in poem style so i thought what the heu, hay i'll post it! so here it is:

the sky turns black and gray
all the color withers away
but in your arms i will stay
come what may

the lights could dim
the sky could fall
the world could stand still
but your arms are all i can feel
and in them i will stay
come what may

the waves come crashing
pulling me into the deep
but your arms are all i can feel washing over me
and as Du pull me up and hold me close
i know that Du will never let go
in your arms i will stay come what may

the sky shines bright for the first time is...

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My True Love- "For Coach Joy"

posted by iluvtheshow

I remember the Tag I fell in love.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for Du love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place Du could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with Mehr feuer then Du could ever imagine.
Mehr passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the Tag I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.

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This is dedicated to my first real basketball coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.

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Sorrows BTW THIS IS 6 YRS OLD,

posted by CullensFinest13

Du hurt me I hope Du die I cant belive I trusted Du I cant belive I loved Du I cant belive I stayed up and worried that Du wouldnt call. I cant belive that i loved Du i trusted Du and cared for you. im tired of Du its time i let Du go but your always there Du wont leave me alone...its time for Du to leave so never come back walk out of my life i am going to lock my door and never let Du back in stay out so i can be happy Du need Du need to die let me live my own life Du shouldnt be controlling me anymore im not property im a human and i dont belong to the likes of you, Du were...

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Step-by-step guide: Mary Sue's

posted by vampiress015

I presuming we all joined this spot 'cos we Liebe to write, right? If so then Du all know what I'm talking about when I say that we all Liebe our main characters and sometimes want to make them the best people in the world.

B-O-R-I-N-G

Yes, we want to make our main character gets the best out of the story, since it's their story. But if they're the best people in the world it doesn't really make them believable and then the reader just doesn't care about them (which is hard to understand cos we as the writer Liebe em, but unfortunantley it's true)

So here is my step-by-step guide to make sure that...

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Dreaming of Nightmares

posted by Sweet_Pants

Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.

I dream of all things

Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts

Within these thoughts as dark as sea

When once those wings of black

Hung over all

Shadowing but of the wretched white

That blinds me of all beauty.

I dream of all things

From happiness to highs

Let down these pills

oder I’m gone, retreat inside my mind

Where none but the darkest thoughts

Swallowing twilight

I dream of all things

From the stories told Von hidden scars

Unable to Zeigen themselves

Under this intense scrutiny

That makes up this world’s attire

To the times that I could be happy

Without a drug to create

The much-needed illusion...

I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.

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iTunes Shuffle

posted by mrs-mindfreak

I decided to do a story where I put my iPod on shuffle and start writing. Lucky for me, all the songs were basically sad oder angry music. So this is what I came up with :)

The rain pattered on the windows drowsily, drowning out Alana’s choking sobs. She sat in her Favorit wooden rocker, and buried her face in her hands miserably. Her black hair clung to her sweaty face. Her clammy palms were wet from tears. She never wanted to Bewegen from that spot again. Although she was filled with irrevocable remorse, she felt comfortable there. No one in the house, rain falling softly outside, and just...

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Du Shouldn't Have Shot The Dog - Short Story

posted by chel1395

‘You shouldn't have shot the dog.’ That single thought reverberated inside my head, knocking from side to side, smashing at the sides of my skull until I had to put my hands to my temples in a futile attempt to stop the pain. The man sitting Weiter to me took a swig of his whiskey, the glass bottle knocking against his yellowed and rotten teeth. His other hand held onto the steering wheel, maneuvering the car down the winding and deserted stretch of highway. I leaned my head against the cool glass of the passenger side window, willing my head to stop pounding. From the radio, the soft strains...

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A Writer’s Mini-Game Plan: Seven Rules for a Successful Career

posted by daragirard

The Writer Behind the Words

Luck has little to do with link. A long lasting Schreiben career doesn’t just happen. A writer can burst onto the scene and quickly disappear. Another can have a series of hits then write a bunch of flops and never be heard from again. The difference between a long lasting career and one that burns out is strategy. Here are seven rules to help Du find the right strategy for Du and get Du started on your journey to long lasting success.

Learn the power of focus. For most of us, we have Mehr than enough to do on a daily basis. And when it comes to any Schreiben project the Liste can grow exponentially-...