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posted by HarryPLover
"Aymen."
I finished my prayer and hopped into bed. I was just completely exhausted. So I wouldn't think about how much I missed Matt I kept myself busy. Though it was keeping me busy it mad me very tired. Matt had only been gone 3 days though. Meaning, four Mehr to dread. All I could do was sleep.
The Weiter morning wasn't as quite, oder as awful. I had gotten up way to early and figured I could watch some television. It was 4 in the morning; and just as I was falling asleep to Spongebob's voice a noise came from my computer went off. I skipped to the computer hoping it was Matthew. But, to my surprise...it wasn't. It was a person that wouldn't normally talk to me oder let alone want to chat with me.

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JesusFreakJazzy: Joey?

GangstaBoii3: Heloooo(:

JesusFreakJazzy: What do Du want? And why are Du chatting with me so early in the morning???

GangstaBoii3: Nuttn goshh. Just wanted to talk to you. I heard your boyfriend wasn't in town. Where he'd go? And Hey what are Du doing Friday? ;)

JesusFreakJazzy: Ummm lets see, not hanging out with you. And I highly doubt Du "heard" my bf was out of town. Mehr like you've been keeping tabs in me since last winter!.....Don't think I haven't seen Orlando oder Edward coincidentally at the mall every time I'm there with Matt.

GangstaBoii3: Heyy listen I ain't doin none of that mess. Du need to chill. Call me when Du come back to earth. Just cause we broke up it don't mean I don't still Liebe you. Whatever, I'm Out.

-GangstaBoii3 is offline-
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Now that was just a waste of my time. Talking to Joey is like talking a darn pet. Du get nowhere. At least I can get to bett and relax. But talking to Joey made me want to talk ti some of my old friends. It might be good. Get my mind off Matt for a little while.
I emailed a few of mt Friends to see if they wanted to hit a movie Friday night. Matt didn't come Home til that Sunday anyway.

Two days later.
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From:Matty[:
To:JazzyLovee
datum Sent 11/4/2010 4:41am

Jazmine.! I'm leaving. I just can't stay here anymore. My mother is driving me insane and so is my dad. He is constantly calling me to see when I'm coming Home and to be very careful around my mother. He says he doesn't want me to get too emotionally attached. Ugh. I hate him. and My mom isn't making it any better. I miss Home and I miss you. I'll be Home Von Friday night. Don't try to talk me out of it, I'm leaving. That's the end. I Liebe you! I'll be Home soon!(:
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From:JazzyLovee
To:Matty[:
datum sent 11/2/2010 5:05am

Matthew no! Du can't leave. You've waited so long..and now you're just...ugh....you just can't do this. I know for a fact that Du will regret this later. Please just trust me. I want Du to come home, trust me I do, but I'm willing to wait if that means quality time with your mom. I know how much you've missed her. Do Du really want to give up your chance at making amends? Listen I know your dad. He will get over it when he sees that, that this is what makes Du happy. The decision is yours but don't come rushing Home for me. I'll always be here for you. No need to rush I Liebe Du too!
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Matthew did not reply to me after that but he ended up texting me the Weiter night saying he was gonna stay but only til Saturday because he missed home. Matt seemed to very anxious the last couple of weeks though. Now that I notice it, he has seemed a little Mehr joyful than usual. And that wasn't good. It meant he had a surprise. And he knows I don't like surprises! But maybe (just hoping!!) I could be wrong.

The week did go Von pretty fast. Pretty boring actually. Matt finally came Home Saturday morning. Me in his arms felt Mehr like Home than anything. I loved having him back but I was still a little scared about what we could be soo excited for.??
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Hey harryPLover here, listen guys i was kinda tired and i know I usually write a lot and it's scripted better. But Thank Du for Lesen don't go away because the good parts are coming right around corner! Thank youu, Much Love. -jazzy(:
posted by gerybarzaka
Hello! This is my first post on this page, but I wanted to share a short story I wrote. I hope Du like it!


They say that when Du hit the bottom there is nowhere to go but up. I didn’t believe that. I was standing on solid rock and no one could convince me that it gets better. My dream of becoming a writer was shattered into little pieces. My herz with it. I Lost everything. I could barely make enough money to eat, let alone pay my rent. There was no passion in my life. My grandfather had left me everything he had and I wasted it. All of it. I was living in a lousy one room apartment. All...
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posted by E-Scope90
Okay, this is my oversized story. I just really hope Du enjoy. I originally gepostet this last year, but for some reason, it got deleted. So I'm re-posting it. Enjoy.

The Streets of Manhattan
9:36 AM
I was running away. Running away from it all. I just couldn't stand it anymore. All the abuse, the fights....I couldn't take it.

I was literally running away from these guys. They were trying to rape me. They were chasing me with actual knives. I knew I wasn't going to survive. I was running in heels...I wasn't going to live. I wasn't going to live!

"Get away from me, Du ra-"
I tripped onto the streets....
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posted by misscrazel
If I put: **** it means they sagte a cuss word I don't feel comfortable writing.




Brianna was running through the woods, branches whipping her face. She glanced behind her. A young woman with long black hair was pursuing her. She shot an Arrow at the woman but she dodged and it flew right passed her. The woman grabbed her hair and pulled her closer.

"You can't get away can Du Blondie?" she asked. her breath stank of fisch and blood.

Brianna struggled to get away.

"Your a tough one aren't you?" she asked, "Well I'll spare your mother if Du stop it."

"I don't believe you," sagte Brianna.

"Well than,"...
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posted by JellyPopper
WARNING MAY BE INNAPROPRIATE FOR KIDS UNDER 10 don't worry not real :P Chance Manner was a college student who was sent to an asylum for attempting to bite a mans leg off after using basalts without anyone knowing he took them. He has only tried once to grow big finger nails and slit his own neck open. So they put him in a Mehr extreme room where someone has recently escaped. there was a rip on the side of the Wand of foam, he found it and there was a hole that let underground then back up to the outside world. He made it outside and the world just got a whole lot Mehr dangerous. His first...
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posted by Rae-Ash
It’s the color of you
Du always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid form them

With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our orange book bags
Saved us from some pain

We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two orange crayons
When everyone else was green

Then Du left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
Du were in the orange field in the sky
Du always sagte was there.

The orange of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though Du left too soon

Orange…

Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone orange in the rainbow
Without Du here


I protect my own
Though I wish Du were here

Now orange is my color
A color for Du bravery
A color for my survival

orange will forever be our color
Even though death took Du away

Forever orange for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
posted by LaDispute
She was obsessed with the idea that tragedy is beauty and death is immortality.

He would watch her when she opened her mouth in class, watch the way she flashed smiles when she spoke. He swore to commit the crinkles at the corners of her eyes to memory, the freckled valleys lit up Von her eyes.

He soon found that he could be the cause of those valleys, a Creator building up his own world from the base of her narrow satisfaction. She soon found that his convictions in tandem with hers had the power to endlessly pursue the edge of the universe in its expansion.

And when they first kissed that cold...
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Thế vận hội Olympic năm 2012 sẽ tổ chức tại London nước Anh từ ngày 27/7 đến ngày 12/8
Theo danh sách yêu cầu nghệ sĩ sẽ biểu diễn phần khai mạc được tổ chức trên mạng gồm có
1.Hurts
2.Jin Akanishi
3.Within Temptation
4.Alfie Boe
5.Alex Sparrow
6.Blue
7.Morning Musume
8.Anastacia
9.X Japan
10.Jang Geun Suk
11.Coldplay
12.Rain
13.U-KISS
14.Il Volo
15.Jane Zhang
16.Paul McCartney
17.Beyonce
18.L'Arc-en-Ciel
19.Lena Katina
20.Megurine Luka
21.f(x)
22.Infinite
23.Jedward
24.Ho-kago tee Time
25.Jolin Tsai
26.Sonohra
27.T-ara
28.Thalia
29.Nelly Furtado
30.Tiziano Ferro
31.Rihanna...
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posted by fiestagirl12345
Kaylie's P.O.V

i was running in the woods hoping they wouldnt catch me. the scientist who were trying to test me. cause i was super natural. i didnt know i was. until they had me tied down. i dont know what happened i lit it on feuer then drowned the guys. i was shocked my self. i was runnig trying to climb the trees. i found the perfect one. i ran and climbed it to the top. they were shooting lazers i was doging them. they were supposed to numb Du then knock Du out. they finnally gave up and walked off. they droped some weapons. i smile and get them all. i keep runnig ti'll i heard the most...
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posted by para-scence
"Ready, Jack?" Cat asked again. I sighed impatiently and nodded.

"Yeah! Just do it already!" She'd never done this before. Normally I would've done this myself, but I was too high right now, and despite that, I was still smart enough to know I shouldn't do this to myself right now.

"Okay..." Cat spoke warily. She got ready.

"Don't close your eyes!" I warned. She whined for a bit, then took a deep breath.

"Okay. Ready? One... Two... Three---" Cat shoved the needle through the side of my right nostril. I winced a bit. Cat freaked out Mehr than I did. "Oh my gosh! Are Du okay?!" I took the needle...
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posted by Albina21
Tell me if Du like it! If people do, I'll post Mehr of it here. If not, I'll leave it on Quotev. Or, tell me if Du want the link to the Quotev chapters.

Iggy stood in front of her bathroom mirror and checked her hair roots. Good, she didn't have to do any last Minute touch-ups. She shrugged on her tote bag and ran outside, flying to the bus stop. Derek was standing at the stop, waiting for his friend. "Hey Ignis, how'd Du sleep?"

Iggy sneered at Derek, "Ha ha, your hilarious. Du know exactly how I slept! And stop calling my Ignis, it's been Iggy since the third grade." She folded her arms...
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posted by alicia386
Prologue

      It was your typical sunny Tag in Los Angelus. 6 Jahr old Sophie and Zoe Mallory were having a tee party with their best Friends Emma and Erica. Even though Emma and Erica were unnaturally pale and wore very ancient types of clothing, Sophie and Zoe didn't notice. They were just thrilled to have friends. Emma was as pale as her sister Erica and their clothes looked like something from the seventeenth century. If Sophie and Zoe were any older, they might have thought this was puzzling oder strange but they looked at it as if it was something everyone wears.
      Their mom peeped...
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posted by blossomyumyum
Your herz is sore, crippled up like paper.
Your voice is weak, barely passing Von you.
Your body is tired, let it lay for tonight.
Du are but you- a stranger to much.
No one cares to know you.
They do not wish to after all.
And all those times Du told everything-

It was a lie, I Liebe Du became a lie. A horrible lie not one can ever take back to you. How could they, breaking your very soul to the apple's wrinkled core? It shook and broke, just like that. Lonesome and ever so exhausted of even thinking it would be different this time around.

You're so hopeless. Du probably cannot Bewegen away from the pain, the desecration left in the path at the end. Then again, in the end it probably doesn't even matter, does it?

Once a joy, now a misery forever scared, alone.
posted by TheKingsWard12
(Please do not take my story I have been Schreiben it for years! PLEASE!!!!!)

Ariana York who is the daughter of Richard the third has been taught at a very young age that she is in line to the throne. Her Liebe for her father turns to hate when he kills her mother. One thing crosses her mind one thing she wishes to do Mehr than anything......Kill her father. Everything changes when a serving boy called Tristan Barter (The enemy) and his father are captured. The pair hate each others guts but can they look past it? Her youngest brother Will sends a Calick after his sister to try and kill her. Ariana,...
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posted by Potter-rulez
I could feel the rejection from halfway across the room, hear the laughter, and just knew they were talking about me. I tried to ignore it, but the tears threatened, exusing myself to go to the toilet I desperately fought for control. The tears overflowed, it was like a tap was turned on. I had absolutely no control over them, they just ran down, racing each other to my chin, when I was finished I walked off to my Weiter class.

On my way over, Mr Mofti saw me, sagte hi and asked how I was. I replied, saying I was fine, he almost looked like he was going to walk away, but, then he asked if I really...
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posted by fetchgirl2366
Someday...I will Bewegen away from this place and settle somewhere where the past won't come back to haunt me. Someday...I will help my family get whatever they need. Someday...I will make myself a better me and make a difference in where I live now...

The name's Jane Moseby. Fifteen years old. It looks pretty bad around where I live. Everything seemed to have happened in one Sekunde at the least. There's darkness where the light's supposed to be. I can't even fully recover from the fact that the town of Cambodia has turned into a trash land after the war planes dropped their bombs on us. I'm glad...
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During state testing week, I had only one Tag where I saw all of my students. I had my students write a story and several of them sagte they didn’t know what to write. This student found a solution to her problem. I keep telling students if they can't think of anything then they just need to write whatever pops into their heads The following is printed with Chey’s permission. She did write a proper story after this.

I can’t find anything to write sitting in my mom’s car, where my bag was. I’m trying to figure out something to write and maybe after my little sister and older sister...
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posted by hgfan5602
I walk into
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?

I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.

I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood Von me,
When things went wrong.

I want a chance to repay them,
To Zeigen them that...
Their work was useful.
To Zeigen them that
I am truly thankful.

Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.

I want to Zeigen all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
posted by hgfan5602
Hey, Du know what? I Liebe cake, just like any other ordinary kid in the universe. Well, that is, up until one particular day, when this strange incident occurred. I was sleeping in, like usual. Guess what. I was late today. But when I woke up, I saw a muschel closing its mouth on my eyelids, forcing me to fall back asleep. I couldn't believe my eyes. I must be hallucinating. It was a strange-looking clam, all right. It had two googly eyes, a short tail, a large and sausage-like mouth, and a tiny little nose. Now, out of all the crazy things Du could think of, I'll bet Du anything that Du never...
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posted by hgfan5602
Some of Du may go through life,
Thinking something,
That is,
Who the hero is in your life.

I am one of those people.
But what I found is that
Even though many people are major influences
On my success in life

Such as my closest friends,
My teachers,
My parents,
Those serving for our country,
Others around me,
oder even my worst enemies.

This Jahr I have found that
The hero that I have
Is no one else
But me.

My hero is myself.
I inspire myself to do everything I do.
I am the light of my life.
posted by oboe_player
Chapter 1: Blood
Monday sprinted down the dark streets of London, quietly and unnoticed, armed with nothing but the freshly sharpened dagger on her back. Blood lust filled her eyes as she came closer and closer to her target. “Her head will be mine.” She whispered under her breath. She glanced to the side and saw the building she was headed for. Invisible to human’s eyes, the Pure House headquarters was placed right in the center of London. The mission Monday had been gegeben today was quite simple, kill the head of the Pure House. The leader of the Ultimate House had personally been training...
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