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posted by funnyshawna
There’s the shadow of a plane
The sound of an engine,
Flying in the rain.
Please, take me away.
Raise my hands to
Touch the sky.
Wish I could fly to the moon,
Maybe tonight.
Feet glued to the street,
I just have to
Reach.
Hey,
Hey, I just heard a plane
Fly over my place
Please, say that magic word
And take me far away?


This is just a short poem, inspired Von Erin McCarley's song, "Bobble Head". I find working from songs a good way to cure my writer's block. It gives me a little push in the right direction. So if you're having trouble, try that :)
posted by jacob_lover5253
Nick looked around. "Hmmm. How 'bout we play the Wii. I bet I can bet you." I smiled. "You're on!" We played bowling and he beat me. We played golf and I beat him. My mom came in. "Karleigh, come here for a minute." "Coming." I yelled. "Nick, just keep playing. Du can take my turns if Du need to." "Mmhmm." I walked into the kitchen. "I'm taking Du and your sisters to the movies. We are going to see Toys Story 3!" "Yay." I sagte lamely. I walked away. "What was that all about?" Nick asked. "My mom wants to take me and the girls to go see Toys Story 3. I-" Nick interrupted. "I wanna go see...
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Chapter One
Ashelyn (Ash):

    The first thought I had waking up in the morning was, today’s finally the Tag I’ve been waiting for all my life.
Pushing away my thoughts, I rolled over on my bed, and wiped the sweat off my brow. Pushing aside the velvet curtain that covered the hole in the Wand that was my window, I squinted in the early morning light.
    It was mid-September, and the heat was something awful. Even now, not even eight hours into the day, I could see the sun beating down on the ground. Dirt from the paths swirled in the air, making it...
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posted by emmett
Lonely Girl

So peaceful in sleep she lies
Brown hair spilled across her pillow
I can picture her beautiful eyes
Looking into her dreams…

She looks like she’s not listening
But really she’s deep in thought
Remembering forgotten memories
When she lived life as she ought

Stolen kisses in the night
Laughing with her friends
Little did she know back then
This is where it all would end

Her herz is filled with regret
Always looking back
She wishes she would just forget
And find happiness once Mehr

I don’t think she’ll ever forget you
But for now there’s joy on her face
She keeps reminding herself
It’s not a race, to be the first to find your place

Now as the sun goes down
She’ll say a prayer
Wishing perhaps for you
But really, life’s not that fair
There’s nothing this Lonely Girl can do
Have Du been pining for a Zeigen in which beautiful, young sisters hündin about each other and look for ways to messer each other in the back? If Du answered yes to either question, then the sisters is for you.

Whoever wishes to keep a secret must hide the fact that he possesses one.

I sat there quietly listening to the sobs of an unfamiliar voice. “You can’t do that!” The woman’s voice screeched, and then there was a slight chuckle, almost as if the sobbing was amusing to the person. “Oh yes I can, and I just have” The voice who I now knew was young man’s voice. I looked back down...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

There isn't a lot left to say. I guess happy endings can happen, but the struggle to get there isn't always that straightforward.

It wasn't that easy. And I wouldn't wish it was. Because that made it worth it.

I glance down at my hand for the umpteenth time that day. The small circular stone set on a silver band.

I'm twenty six...so that's seven years. Seven years since...

I never have and never will regret any of that.

"Serena, are Du even listening to me?!" Kayla shrieks from the other side of the dressing room door. "Come on! You've been in there, what, fifteen Minuten now?"

She graduated...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Ashleigh

We got to go the hospital. A nice lady wearing white stuff gave us lollipops, and we got to play teaparties. There was another girl there, and she was five. I wanna be five. But I'm turning four in, um, I think mommy sagte a month? I dunno. But Du have to be four before Du can be five, I think. Why can't I just skip it?

Anyways, now there is a big girl living in the guest room. She says her name is Kayla. She has shiny goldish hair. Like Jamie's mom, but with brownish stripes in it. It's long. Like if she sits down, she almost sits on it. My hair is only halfway as long.

My mommy gets...
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Chapter two: Secret Lab
The doors of the elevator swung open. The three walked in slowly curious on what was in that room.”This place is really dusty” Kylie said. She got her special clean handkerchief and dusted off an area in the dirty room. Under the clump of dirt she dusted off, was a big bright blue button. The button sagte “Lab generator”. “What’s that?” asked Alia. “Well, only one way to find out” Daniel said. He pushed the button and the room began shaking. “Whats-up-with-you-and-pushing-buttons” asked kylie as she began shaking with the room.
The room stopped shaking....
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posted by karah1999
 Willow May Rains. 15 Yrs Old!:)
Willow May Rains. 15 Yrs Old!:)
Tik Tok on the clock,but the party don't stop!!Tik Tok!"

I covered my ears so I wouldn't hear the rest of that horrible song.People must be tone deaf to actually like it.

I watch as my sister went to turn off her alarm clock.That's when I remembered. Today we were going to see that horrible band in konzert because my bestfriend got tickets.My sister likes them too.The band name is Snakebite.I think they are a horrible band that are wanna be screamo/rock popstars.They suck ass.

Let me introduce myself.

I'm Willow May Rains,your regular fifteen Jahr old girl.I Liebe screamo and rock bands.Real screamo/rock...
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posted by Rae-Ash
Do Du know what it's like
To be in this world alone?
To be so different
That no one understands?

As we wish upon the stars
For the very first time
We stand there
Like time is ours
In a world
That's speeding by

Do Du know what it's like
To be in this world alone?
To be so different
That no one understands?

So here we stand
In the wake of our dreams
Hoping and wishing
For a day
That they can come true
Hoping for a world
Where I can fit

Do Du know what it's like
To be in this world alone?
To be so different
That no one understands?

Now I sit here all alone
In a world where I just don't fit
I sit here alone
Never knowing...
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posted by juliet98
In the Jahr 4125 the Earth was still turning on itself. Apparently everything was the same as it was two thausand years ago. But it wasn't so. The democracy we got fighting was distroied Von a man. After 15 years of wars, in 4025 Cyrus defeated free people and he established the tyranny. The whole world was controlled and the freedom dind't exist anymore. Everyone Lost trust in everything, in love, in courage, in God. Most of people didn't know that there was a prophecy. It sagte that the humanity had to pass through a century of pain and fear to realize how important freedom was. But then in...
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After Skipper and Katherine told the story to Kowalski and Rico, they went to theirs beds. But when penguins went inside to their HQ, they noticed Private wasn't in his bunk. The TV was turned on.
"Hello peng-you-ins" sagte a familiar voice. Penguins lookes at the TV.
"Blowhole!" sagte Skipper in angry.
"I kidnaped someone, do Du who?" asked Blowhole and he laughed evilly.
"Private..."said Skipper "If Du hurt him I'll kill Du Blowhole!"
"Oh, I'm scared" sagte Blowhole and laughed again "If Du want save him, Du must come here, alone, without your team"
"I'll came"
"But Skipper..." sagte Kowalski.
"You...
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Chapter 2
Three Months Earlier

There was not much bright where I was. Just dull, cheap lamp-light. Ya know? The cheap light that bulbs give off. Not until I stepped out into the golden hue of this evening’s sunset could I get a good picture with my eyes. I had been in a bar with my Friends or, as it’s usually called, my gang. It wasn’t a real rough bar, the one I had been in. there were a couple fights every so often, but not much. Gavin, the owner, was good about that. He didn’t want the fuzz Wird angezeigt up all the time, so when he wanted a fight to stop, it stopped. He could persuade almost...
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the first part: www.fanpop.com/spots/true-writers/articles/171410/titl...ter

SECOND CHAPTER
Paul Dock was bent with the nose that pratically touch the floor. He studying the crime scene, as usual. He isn't convinced that the assassin is Elvira Gorrige. It would be too obvius. He doesn't find nothing intresting on the stage, so he goes behind of that.
-Can i help Du sir, are Du sick?- asks a female voice, seeing the detective with the nose on the floor.
-Oh, no thank Du i'm good, i'm detective Dock, i was looking for something here.- Antworten Dock with a smile on his face
-may i ask Du some question...
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posted by ZekiYuro
If you've learnt British English and you're travelling in the States,or if you've learnt American English and you're travelling in Britain,you'll notice some differences.An obvious difference is the accent,but most travellers find that they don't have too many problems with this.There are some grammatical differences,but they shoudn't make it difficult to understand people,or to communicate.That leaves differences in vocabulary,which can cause misunderstandings.Sometimes the difference is only the spelling,for example,in British English 'center','colour',and 'travelled',and in American English 'centre','color',and 'traveled'.But sometimes the word is completely different in British and American English,and it's good idea to be prepared.
posted by thetscfan121
Please comment, I need the comments, writers feed themselves from comments, so if Du don't want to kill me of starvation, please comment.



Lots of bad things happen these days. War, violence, corruption, people confusing SFX for SEX, drugs, death, car accidents, etc,etc,etc. Peter knew of them and sagte that beliebt line in puertorrican youth language, "ME IMPORTA UN BICHO!!!" Literally translated, "I care a dick." That's the way things are and that's the way I tell you. Well, Peter had one point against him: he was a catholic. Confirmed, conbined and sealed in paper, he was supposed to be the...
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using correct grammar will make a difference between appearing professional and educated oder uneducated and ignorant. Many people make common grammatical errors when they write and when they speak. Use these steps to avoid the most common errors and sound intelligent and well informed

Tips:

1


Make sure that verb tenses match. If the subject is present tense, then the verb must be as well. The same principle applies to past tense subjects and verbs.

2


Think about whether the subject is single oder plural. Words like don't, aren't, were, are and were belong with plural subjects. For example, "It don't...
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posted by DarkGirl23
The Tag my sister died, was the Tag I, myself, died as well.

She may not have knew it, but she was my hero.
I guess, however, all big sisters were kind of like that.

I remember seeing it, the body, the blood, the note she left in her own form of representation.
It was written, all across the wall, the note she left behind was in her own blood.

Hatred.
What a word, so different from hated; just a different form.
Which one am I? I should be described as both.
I hate you, and I know Du hate me too. Everyone does.
Here are my final words to you:
Pain is welcoming
Crawling down my arm so slow
Blood that leaks...
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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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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 StarWarsFan7
Rosella arrives at her high school and opens her coral locker. "Ugh. I hate hauling this stupid messenger bag!" she says as she tries to get the bag off of her shoulder. "Her? Are Du sure?" A group of boys say just not far away from Rosella. "Yeah. I'm plannin' on askin' her out." The tallest one says out of all three. Rosella secretly had put a spell on her own wand to transform it into a beautiful ring. Anytime she needed it, all Rosella had to do was slip the ring off and chant the code words to unlock the enchantment. "Why do Du want to ask Rosella Karst out? She's a total weirdo. Who...
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