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posted by ashesandwine
Ok, sorry for not Schreiben Mehr sooner but I wasn't home! Ok... so thanks to patrisha727 for the help...
Thanks to Emmett4ever as always for that first push...
And thanks to everyone for the support...



"Daniel's POV"


I'll wait for you... I promised Du that, I promised myself that and I'm keeping my promise... But, please, find a way to let me know that Du are all right...
Find a way to keep my hope up...



I staied Home for three days... Waiting for any letter from her. I just needed to know that she was safe...
I never went down, unless for breakfast, lunch and dinner. I hadn't talk to my father...
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posted by ashesandwine
Not much to say, just thanks to DxCluvr for the help....
Thanks to Just_bella for all the help as well...
Thanks to Patrisha727 for helping me find the banner and the Icon for my spot...
And thanks to everyone for the support...
This time the lines are all mine... No song to inspire them



"Daniel's POV"

Can I fight when there's no hope? Can I smile when there's no happiness? Can I still Liebe when the one I Liebe is gone? Can I live when I hope for death?
I try to stay awake not wanting to dream of her, not wanting to see her eyes, her lips, her face begging to stay with me! I'm trying to go back...
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posted by marissa
 "It was an early March morning, so early that the sky still had streaks of orange and rosa in it."
"It was an early March morning, so early that the sky still had streaks of orange and pink in it."
Chapter One:

Benny:

Benny climbed onto the bus, giving the bus driver a kind smile as he paid his fare. It was an early March morning, so early that the sky still had streaks of orange and rosa in it, very reluctantly giving way to gray-blue. It was cold out, so Benny pulled his brown jacke tighter around him as he took his sitz near the back of the bus.

He sat in the sitz nearest the window, like he always did when he was sitting Von himself. He cracked it open a bit. The breeze, however cold it was, made him feel a little less cooped up, a little less separated from the rest of the world that...
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posted by Sweet_Pants
He was yelling again.

    I’d close my eyes, letting his voice fade over my ears, pleading my breath to go even. My ears traveled out, hearing anything but my father’s yelling, anything but his harsh insults, anything but his mocking...

    Tick, tick, the clock was ticking. It was an Angel – Jäger der Finsternis clock, hanging over my head, hanging over the computer I was sitting in front of.

    He was saying something about towels, towels left on the floor in the bathroom...

    “...left towels all over the damn floors...someone...
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Chapter Sixteen

The Weiter Tag and after Church, Sean came over to see the girls and while seeing him playing happily with the girls and with Boyd on the right side of her chair, Jamie was thinking about breaking Mac’s promise and going ahead with the abendessen together with Sean but she couldn’t because she promised her little girl and don’t want to see her herz being broken and so will Michael if he finds out about the abendessen with Sean and his wife.

Also, when Sean turned to her and gave her a slight grin on his face before heading back with the girls, Jamie also smiled at him and after...
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Chapter Fifteen

Later that Tag and after abendessen and playing games with Mama and Sean, Mac knew that after Sean leaves their Home to go back to his own house and once Jamie cleans them up, put them in their pajamas, and read them a story oder two, then she can ask her mother about that odd thing she saw that Tag between her mom and the man who hangs out with them any chance he got.

It was coming closer and closer. After Sean had left, four of the Thomas family is heading into their ‘getting ready for bed’ routine which means taking a bath, taking sure that the kids had brushed their teeth, used...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Ashleigh

I see lotsa stuffs on TV. Like how big kids have to look out for the littler kids. And how kids always have mommies and daddies.

I don't have a daddy. Mommy never says why, but I think she doesn't want me to ask. So I don't.

I notice a lot Mehr than she thinks I do. Like how whenever she sees a violett (I asked her what it was called) she smiles a little. Like it reminds her of something. I know she likes them because she has some of them framed in my room.

I also see how she always ignores everyone but the people she's talking to and me.

And she always knows when Jamie and me play spies...
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posted by BiteMeCullen107
I left Jason at his house while I drove to work. When I first walked into the building and straight to the elevator, floor twelve. I got of the elevator and waiting there was a woman with a clip board smiling at me well I don’t know if she was smiling at me oder if her face was stuck like that but I greeted her.
“Hi I’m April Meyers; I’ll be your assistant.” She held her hand out and I took it. “Vanna is waiting for Du in her office. Do Du need anything?” She walked and talked. “No thank you, not right know.”
She opened the door and I stepped in and shut it. I couldn’t believe...
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posted by dragonrider
"So Starr what is going on?" my mom asks me when Elliot and I sit on the couch "And who is this?" she motions to Elliot
"I'm Elliot from 2009. I'm excited to be here Mrs Makenzie I Liebe your daughter," he says
My mom raises her eyebrows "Oh wow already? Starr please explain,"
I sigh "I chose the wrong job mom. Oh sure I chose the job where it sounds the most interesting but little did I know I was working for the bad guys,"
My dad walks in with popcorn and sits down "Please start at the beginning Starr I want to hear everything," he says
I sigh "Okay so Du guys know I was in 2009 right?"
...
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posted by BiteMeCullen107
I’m finally on my own, alone. I just turned eighteen a couple of months Vor and I got a job offer in Los Angeles California. I’ve been Schreiben since I could write and when I reached junior high I joined the new paper and I did the same in high school and in my Sekunde Jahr of high school I was offered a job as a reported for the Salem New Hampshire news paper and I accepted. My job threw the years had grown and now that I’m done high school I can take the job offer.
    Ya my parents were pissed when the found out I wasn’t going to collage but if Du think about it...
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“There Du are, man” sagte Marley. Opal had blood dripping from her mouth; her eyes were shining red as the shadows off the baum darken her whole body. “Looks like we’re all done here, let’s Bewegen out before they wake up” sagte Alec. Later on while Marley was lying on his bed, the same thought came across his mind, should the others know about their secret. “Marley, someone’s here for you” sagte Marley’s mum. “Hey man””It’s us”. This is Lindsay and Slone Sudiro (Lindsay 14, Slone 12) Lindsay level is higher than Opals, Slone’s is no better than Nathan’s. They are...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
Tayce’s p.o.v

“Training time for Lilly” I sneered looking at the small blond. She nodded. “Let me get ready” She said. I shrugged and then turned to go, but was stopped Von Hayden. “She already trained today” he informed me, I nodded. “I know, but Rebecca wants her to have Mehr of it” I told him, he rolled his eyes. “Why is she being such a bitch?” he asked me I laughed. “It’s Rebecca, she sees her as a threat” I told him, he tensed up. The he turned to me. “You’re not being so bad” he said, pointing out that I’m usually a bitch. “She didn’t do anything...
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I woke up, still in Ethan’s arms; my face was up against his chest. I slowly moved up, Ethan noticed this, he let go of me. I got up and walked over to the küche table. Why was I in Ethan’s arms? But then I remembered. ‘Adam.......he’s dead’ Dawns words came to my head. I nearly fell down again, but arms caught me. “Whoa....come on” Ethan sagte pulling me back to the couch. I was now sitting on the couch, Ethan sat beside me. “How did he....?” I asked. I sounded angry but I wasn’t I just couldn’t feel anything else. “We don’t know” Ethan answered me. He was trying...
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posted by Cuddles
A/N: My first poem I post here...I hope it is any good.

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Memories

Far distant seem to be
the things I now call memory.
The good and bad, the right and wrong
share a thing, cause they are gone.

Long forgotten feelings rise
each of them in their disguise.
They are not dead, so it only seems
waiting patiently to haunt me in my dreams.

Will it ever cease to be?
Even if it's called memory
Does that mean I always have to remember
to give up, to hide from them, to surrender?

Whenever I fight them I will lose.
I have nothing between I could choose.
No matter...
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Me: okay i actually found this story in my local newspaer from 20 years back. And i'll put a symbol for town names. I don't want rapists oder pheaodifiles coming to my town... okay lets begin. And i shall have to give some background history. Well at there was a renovation going on at $ which was between # and &, for an old mental asylum to be converted into a power house musuem. Anyway so this story takes place then. I think i'm not sure of dates.
$ was a small town, very small as in like only three -5 thousande people


okay so in Australia out in the country there was a young couple travelling...
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posted by xXDreamWriterXx
This is the rough draft of the first chapter of "Beyond a Dream" It's a book that I'm currently Schreiben but it would nice to get some feedback about it. Its long but hope Du like it!

Chapter 1

“What! We’re moving?!”

Aria stares at her father, Thomas, with disbelief and utter horror. Thomas sat in his Favorit seat; a maroon armrest chair with soft kind of fabric that made it hard not to touch. His shoulder length silver layered hair and black framed glasses that went over his gray eyes made him look like the plain glasses business man that he was. Aria stood in the middle of their living...
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posted by ChiliPepperLuv
People say Blumen are beautiful.
They're beautiful, that's true.
They also provide oxygen for us.
People say weeds are ugly.
They apparently have no value,
Nor do they deserve to live.
I'm not talking weeds that grow in the garden.
I'm talking about wild plants.
Well, weeds are flowers, too.
Just give them a chance.
Once Du get to know them, they're amazing.
They can be just as pretty as flowers.
I may not be an orchid oder a sunflower.
I may not be a rose oder an iris.
I'm Mehr of a dandelion.
I may be a weed, but I'm not so bad.
Give me half a chance. I'm pretty neat.
So, weeds are flowers, too.
Get to know them. They're pretty great.
posted by mermaidgirl1010
Another Tag in paradise, NOT!
Just another summer Tag of hanging out with Friends and such.
Omg. He. Is. Hot. My friend and I were riding our bikes and I saw the cutest guy IN THE UNIVERSE. Well, maybe I am exaggerating but STILL! He is hot!
I must have been staring because the Weiter Minute I was on a tree. OMG. He was looking at ME!!!!!!! ''Hi I'm Brady."
"I......I........." OMG! Sooooo stupid! My best friend was gone now and he leaned down. OMG. He kissed me! Then...... gone. I was in my bed. Was it a dream? Well, I think i'll check just to be sure.
posted by Insight357
Alexander stood in front of me. I was looking up at him from my spot in the shower.
    “Now what did Du think Du were going to accomplish Von coming down here?” He asked, and looked around.
    “I thought Du wouldn’t find me,” I admitted sheepishly. It sounded stupid when I sagte it.
    “Your thought process has yet to amaze me,” he chuckled. “This room is sound proof, right?”
    “Uh, yeah. Why?” I looked up at him curiously.
    “Just wondering if that maintenance...
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posted by Insight357
I went back to the motel after Lucy left. I never did figure out why she was running. Weiter time I saw her I would ask…Hopefully I would see her again.
    Damien is all alone sagte a voice. I shook my head, as my hands began to shake and my herz raced.I sat on the creaky motel bed. It was cold, and hard. I didn’t care though. I was too emotionless to care. I didn’t feel like I was apart of this world. The walls and furniture were only an illusion, and this was my hell. I had already died. Maybe if I died in hell I would be officially dead.
    Damien...
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