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posted by ZekiYuro
My Name's Jon,And This Happened To Me When I Was On Holiday In Seville,In The South of Spain.


I was having a coffee in a bar when a man came up to me.He was quite smartly dressed,and he looked very respectable.'Do Du speak English?'he asked.He definitely wasn't Spanish,but I'm not sure where he was from.'I'm very sorry to bother you,but I have a serious problem,'he continued.'I'm here on a business trip,and I've Lost my briefcase-it had my passport,my wallet,my money,my credit cards,my mobile,my address book,everthing.Could Du help me?I need to borrow 60 euros to get the train to Madrid-my company has an office there.I'll pay Du back,of course.When I get home,I'll send Du the money.You can give me your address in England.'I wasn't sure,but he didn't seem suspicious,so I agreed.I wrote down my Home address on a business card he had,and I gave him 60 euros.I even bought him a coffee.
We chatted for a few minutes,and then he looked at his watch and said,'Well,I should get to the station.Thank Du very much for your help.You'll have your money back in a couple of weeks,I promise.'And he walked out of the bar.
So...do Du think he paid me back?No,you're right,he didn't...and I won't lend money to strangers again!
posted by narlyvamp1234
Suji No Shi
A girl stands in her home; a hole has been ripped in the wall. She stares at her father in horror, he is covered in blood. At her father’s foot lays her mother, a huge hole ripped in her stomach, and she is dead. Blood drips from her father’s hands… she looked up at her father and, in an instant, he is gone. The girl falls to the ground and starts crying… that’s when she feels a tap on her shoulder. She turns around and sees another little girl, with rosa hair and green eyes. They stare at each other silently… not saying a word. The first girl whose mother had been...
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posted by dragonwriter
As time moves vorwärts-, nach vorn it makes me wonder how much can it change a person. oder what it can change. When I look back to my past it gets me thinking abouthow much I have changed over the years. My perosnality to the type of people I am around.

Back when I was younger I had a lot of anger issues. I still do but over time I have been able to control them for the most part. I used to be good at school but that has changed dramatically as well. Now I am on the edge of failing my junior Jahr of high school. It really does become a growing issue and it seems no matter where I look there is just no way...
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posted by DxCFan123
"Loser!"
"Bitch!"
"Stupid!"

The 5 girls just kept on yelling insults at Miku.

"Go die in a hole!"
"Ugly whore!"
"Idiot!"

The green-haired girl just stood there, head in her hands, listening to their insults.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!!" she yelled at them, and dropped to her knees, sobbing.

"We'll shut up when Du stop being an ugly whore!" the head of the clique, named Lily, yelled back. She laughed and high-fived the girls behind her, knowing she was successful in torturing Miku with words. "Gimme the baseball bat Len has, Luka!" Lily sagte to the pink-haired girl that was uncontrollably laughing....
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posted by DxCFan123
Third Person POV
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Sadao walked up to God and asked him if he was eligible to be in Heaven. God just simply nodded his head. Sadao walked through the large golden gates and found himself walking through his town he lived in when he was alive. He found his way to his house, and swung open the door. Everything was how it was before. He started crying, remembering the memories he had with Kat here. He heard crying coming from his room, so he opened the door and saw a blonde girl curled up in the corner of his room, sobbing.

"K-K-Kat?" he managed to stutter out. The blonde looked...
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posted by DxCFan123
This chapter and the Weiter will be very quick, for I am probably going to quit Fanpop, there's not enough things for me to do here.
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MONTH 12, 3 WEEKS UNTIL SADAO IS TO DIE
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Kat's POV
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Before I went to sleep, I checked my soul book. It read

SADAO MEIWAKU
AGE: 17
TIME OF DEATH: DECEMBER 28TH, 1:10 P.M.
TO BE KILLED BY: KURO NEKO
CAUSE OF DEATH: HIT Von A BUS


Tears filled my eyes. I was to kill my Liebe in 3 weeks. I was going to murder him, and there was nothing I could do about it. It was against the shinigami rules...
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posted by DxCFan123
Monat 10

Kat's POV
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"I think they're dating..." some girl sagte to her friend as we passed them, holding hands. We didn't care what they said, and all of it was true. We were dating, we were in Liebe with eachother. We kissed eachother in public, we held hands, we told eachother we loved them every 5 minutes. I didn't like to wonder what would happened when Will found out about this, oder what I would do when his time came.

AFTER SCHOOL
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"Love you, Sadao." I told him.
"Love you, too, babe."
We kissed eachother, and thought of what to do, considering it was Friday. "We could go out to eat again!" I suggested. "Just somewhere except for that sushi place, I'm getting tired of that place." So, we decided to go to a pizza place a couple blocks down.

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Excuse the shortness of this chapter.
posted by DxCFan123
Monat 7

Kat's POV
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"So, what's it like it heaven?" Sadao asked me while we were talking on the phone. "Well, it's like the normal world, except everyone's dead." "So, in heaven, they have this exact town?" "Yes, but there are only the souls of the deceased living there."

"This may be a personal question, but... how did Du die?"

I just stood where I was, which was in front of the house, stunned. Why would he ask me a Frage like that? "U-U-Uhm.." "Please tell me? I wont tell anyone else!" I hung up.

Sadao ran outside and up to me. "Sorry for asking that." He brought me...
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posted by DxCFan123
HOKAI, so I kindaaa lied last chapter. I'll probably forget about this story in full, so I just decided to fast forward. Now, the story takes place 6 months after they met.

Sadao's POV
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I walked to the mailbox and opened it. Most of it was trödel, schrott, junk-e- mail, but I noticed that one letter was strange. It was sent to Kat, but there was no return address, no name, no nothing. I shrugged it off and went back inside, taking a sip of my hot cocoa, and tried to open Kat's door, but it was locked. I realized that she wasn't awake yet, but it was only 15 Minuten 'til school started....
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posted by Isabella121797
 View from Isabella's room...
View from Isabella's room...
-Chapter One-

In the blink of a eye, a life can be turned around and upside down. This is something I had found out just mere Sekunden before. When my parents told me I'd be packing up everything I knew and be moving. My name is Isabella Moore and things were just getting started.

It was a cool Thursday night, and my parents had just layed down the biggest news of my life on me.
I was moving out of MY city. Chicago was all I'd ever known and all I'd come to love. My friends, my hopes and dreams, they were all supposed to come true here!... Why was this happening?

A million other thoughts blazed...
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posted by Itachi_lover
Today.
Today was the day.
The Tag I was going to find out was he really my older brother?
I met him when I was 8. When both my foster parents died.
He was there trying to make me feel better. He was nice and kind. From that Tag on he was always Von my side making me slime whenever I was upset.
Some Friends of my real parents sagte that I had a brother but they never knew what happened to him. I truly hope that he is my brother. He was 3 years older than me and they say that he was about 3 years older than I was.


I couldn't wait for the blood test to be over.
But what if he really wasn't my brother.
Would...
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It's been so long. So long since those opening words were penned in that coffeeshop. So long since we drew scars on our foreheads. So long since we waited for Hogwarts letters. So long since we declared ourselves Potterheads.
Potterhead isn't just a title, it's a way of life. It's twirling sticks and casting spells. It's drinking butterbeer and kürbis juice. It's riding brooms and playing Quidditch. It's living the stories we love.
It's hope and love. Eternal glory and surviving Tag to day. It's the truth of the world. And, perhaps most of all, it's memories.
Potterheads come in different forms,...
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 Watch out guys for 21!
Watch out guys for 21!
By:Android_21 How there became a Mirai Android 21
Chapter I:The Androids Attack!!!
____________________Android 21's P.O.V.________________________
It was just like any normal day,except that I was made of metal
and an Android.I had cybernetics placed in my body when I
was 20 Von Dr.Gero,a crazy lunitic with issues.He did the same
to my brother and sister only I'm stronger and have special
abilities.I heard 17 laugh,18 sigh,and I just rolled my
eyes."Really bro.?Did Du have to kill him when I sagte I would
spare his life?" I asked, and he just shrugged and laughed.18
sighed again,and...
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posted by DarkGirl23
The first time I went on a hunt, was the first time I really saw death in any sort of being’s eyes.
I don’t know who I am, what I am. I mean, I couldn’t possibly be considered part of the Hunters. Yet, their blood runs through my veins. They may own an incapability of understanding the true emotions of life, for we have been Genetically-Altered Experiments planned all the way back in 2012. Our bodies and our emotions have become that of a true fighter, a warrior of destruction itself in a world of Nature’s grace that becomes altered in the palms of our Humanoid Species.
We can defeat...
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posted by shenelopefan
Dañada

Estoy quebrada. Lo que soy es lo que necesitas. Mi corazón se rompió mucho tiempo atrás, pero no me importó. En ti deposité toda mi esperanza. En ti proyecté, todo lo que odiaba de mí misma y traté de curarte.

Estoy dañada. ¿Qué no lo ves? A tu sola disposición estoy ¿No es así? ¿No ha sido siempre así?

Pero tú también estás dañado. Quizás más que yo. Yo quiero arreglarte, cuidarte, hacerte ver lo importante que eres y lo valioso que tú no ves en ti mismo. Quiero que veas lo mismo que yo veo en ti. Quiero que sepas lo importante que eres para mí.

Soy un desastre....
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posted by Kimi4312
Chapter 5: A Bleeding Heart.
After Roxana and Selina kissed, they ended up Küssen in Roxana's bed, Selina gotten on oben, nach oben of Roxana and kissed her lips down to her neck then back up to Roxana's lips "I won't leave Du again, I promise" Roxana said, and Selina looked into Roxana's eyes "I'am sorry for how I treated you" Selina sagte and saw Roxana's necklace, she rips the halskette off and kisses Roxana, the Weiter morning Selina woke up to Roxana watching her, "Are Du alright?" Selina asked Roxana "Yeah just a nightmare" Roxana said, feeling guitly how she acted with Abe the Zurück night, Selina...
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Zoeiz took a subtle relaxed deep breathe. And held it just for a moment.

Christ, Von highest heaven adored…

The cold blistering air nipped at her exposed cheeks and the tip of her petite nose. A perfect atmosphere for the winters most important day, Christmas.

It was only 7:55 in the morning. Children throughout the modest town would be up Von now, pouncing on their drowsy parents, eagerly anticipating on opening the wrapped gifts and stuffed bags.

She breathed out, the vaporous air revealing her breath.

Christ, the everlasting Lord…

Naturally, fresh flakes of snow began to fall from the...
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posted by coriann
The house lights were on bright. It was a lonely brick house, brownish cream and had a red galvenise roof. there was a square arch around the front door. It was big and had a light and a bench on the side. I walked up the one step to the open door. The boy had already run inside. Contrary to the arch, the inside of the house was black and dim and full of decor and dim lights. I should have noticed from looking at the glass louvers.
I saw a Muslim lady in orange on the phone. She was fair (light brown) and thick. The orange sari was high up over her knees. "Mam, Mam"
She was laughing, but she...
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posted by GummyBears_11
As screwed up as my life was, I always found joy in singing. I sang everyday, no matter what happened. Singen helped me remember a better time. A time when 'he' wasn't around. A time when my mother WAS around. A time when I wasn't alone.

Chapter 1- Ring Around The Rosies

I jerked awake. I was covered in cold sweat, and I still had flashbacks of the nightmare stuck in my head.

"No! Mother, please, don't go!"

There was no use in falling asleep again. It was already 6:40, and soon enough, my stepfather would barge in my room, yelling at me to get up, calling me names, threatening to beat me....
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posted by noahnstar1616
-The Weiter Day-
I woke up. The sun was shining in my eyes. I called my nurse and asked if she could close the blinds. She did. I grabbed my bett remote and pressed the button that allows new to sit up. Once that is done, I notice a tabelle with a tray of eggs, baco, and orange saft on it. I reach for the tray and put it on my lap. I begin to eat. Not bad, but not good either. I grab the Fernsehen remote and turn on the television. I decide to watch Looney Tunes. Then my Grandma walked in.

"Good morning, sweetie." She was carrying a ziploc bag with a bagel inside. "Don't eat that stuff." Shm grabbed...
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posted by POPclogger216
I had originally planned doing this for A Choice, with the song sort of depicting what happened, but I decided not to. So, picture this as any couple/ people Du want, whether they’re form the story, your own, oder whoever. Merry Christmas!

I do not own the song, nor (most likely) the plot.

~*~

Two friends; nothing more, nothing less. One, who had never had snow in her Weihnachten memories before, and the other, who had lived with white Christmases most of his life. This is a story of friendship, laughter, a hint of love, and a few memories being made.

~*~

Sleigh bells ring, are Du listening?
In the...
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