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How To Create A 12 Sequence Screenplay Outline and Why It Works Von Gary Goldstein via FilmCourage.com.
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posted by hgfan5602
I don't believe you.
I really don't
After all these years
This is what Du give me?

Why did Du break up with me?
I don't understand.
Du were so close with me
And then that tech freak came by
And Du left me.
Du abandoned me.

Why did Du dump me?
Such a close friend of mine.
Laughing with me all these years
Crying with me.
Now, Du leave me.

Why?
I don't understand anything that happened.
Why can't happy things happen
In this world?
Why do things have to be so sad?

I can't accept that it happened.
Because I am still a close friend
Of yours
But I can't accept the facts.
I just can't.
The girl steps back and looks away for a moment.
    “I apologize, my name is Amelia. What are Du called?”
    Re-boot. “My name is Zero.”
    “Zero, will Du Mitmachen me in the battle against Ragnarok?”
    I hesitate. Ragnarok? Could this really be the end of days? These creatures, I know they’re powerful, but are they really capable of destroying everything? Hehehe, well, at least I won’t be bored fighting them. I straighten my back and say: “Yes, I will Mitmachen Du in preventing the end.”
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I never thought it could possible happen to us here in Salem, a boring town in New England; but it did and the consequences from the action executed were fatal.

My senior year, I had high hopes. It was going to be the best Jahr of high school. I wasn’t going to deal with crazy obsessive drama I usually dealt with every year; I was going to have fun, party, celebrate my last Jahr of high school; then on to collage.
My best friend Nick and I were going to go to Chester Collage together. Sure we hadn’t been accepted in yet and we hadn’t sent in our applications, but it was our senior year,...
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posted by Lore_Master
Laying there stareing at the ceilling with the smell of speck engulfing his nostrels he kept trying to figure out
where he had smelled it before, the hero scratched his nose as he looked over at the door seeing if the women was
still there... she wasn't, "Ah now is my chance." snickered the hero working his way to his feet, surpriseingly it
wasn't hard getting to his feet, he creeped to the küche door pearing in to see if anyone was around, he scanned
the küche searching for the mouth watering smell. He danced lightly across the küche floor with a big grin on
his face seeing the bacon...
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posted by StarGirl1721
When Du hope,
Du expect and wish,
Du have a feeling for wanting,
Your desires to be filled,
Du don’t want them killed,
Hope makes Du stronger,

We live to hope,
Hope is what keeps us going,

Keep it sealed,
Let it be healed,
Like it’s your shield,
Sometimes it’s your battle field,

Keep hope close to Du in life,
Sometimes Du need to rethink twice,
For hope is unstable,
It comes and goes,

Hope is a special gift,
Not everyone knows,
If they do, they don’t bother to show,


Some of us want to lose hope,
Some of us want to regain hope,

Some think it’s a useless tool,
Yet they’re the ones blind,
Who won’t come to mind?

Du and I, we all need hope,
No matter how far we seem from it,
It will find us one day,
For hope will come to us,

Wish and desire Du herz out,
Keep in mind,
Don’t back away;
Du know what Du want,


Keep hoping till the END……
posted by para-scence
Later, Blair got us a lot to eat. I was so thankful; I don't think I'd ever eaten that much Essen in one sitting. She let us take showers as well. I was eager to get rid of the dirt and crap. James went to work, but Blair stays home. Jori went off to school. I was kind of fascinated with that. I wanted to ask her what it was like; I'd stopped going to school in third grade. I had no idea what middle school, let alone high school was like. And Sage had never been to school a Tag in her life. Good thing Paige was such a good teacher.

"Do Du girls need anything?" Blair asked. I was pretty much...
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Chapter 4

The Beginning of Mission


Jason was in a strange little futuristic town. It was dark at night, there were odd blue lights glowing all around him, and there were barely any buildings. As he walked he heard a voice. It was slightly squeaky, the sound echoed. Although, when Jason made a sound, the same volume and pitch, there was no echo. (Just a plain voice.) Strange, Jason thought. Something strange is going on, and I know it, eagerly thought Jason. Jason heard the same squeaky sound again. Now from all directions, Jason could hear the voice. He attempted facing a different direction....
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The two figures walked silently in unity, their feet trudging through the high snow. Both their faces were wet with tears, and the girl clutched a bundle of bright red roses. They stopped immediately in front of a strong iron gate beside a small cozy church, adorned with brilliant Weihnachten lights, and inside voices sang in chorus to familiar Weihnachten songs.
They both stared beyond, unsure of whether to go in oder not. The red-headed boy made his decision first and leaned on the gate, crying into his hands. The girl seemed unable to look at him, and her gaze was locked Von a white marble tombstone...
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posted by greenstergirl
 if this girl was wearing modern clothing do u think she would suit Janie better than my drawing? (No duh!!)
if this girl was wearing modern clothing do u think she would suit Janie better than my drawing? (No duh!!)
Danny:

I grabbed my rosa and green duffel bag off the wooden shelf beside my green bed.

I was inside the earth elemental baum house where all the earth elementals sleep if they are staying in the BOES over night. Marcus, Brenna, and I were supposed to be sleeping but we all weren't. We were running out to go find Janie. We weren't supposed to leave.

After pulling on skinny jeans and a green Nike hemd, shirt I was ready. I woke up Marcus after I had pulled on my brown Converse and jacket.

"wha....what is it Danny?" He asked impatiently while rubbing his eyes. I ruffled his black hair.

"Get up meat head...
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posted by ryans_love
Temporary Home

    For some people, this world is only a stopover. They arrive here to do some good while they can, but they know that this is still not their true home. They are Engel who come to light up our lives with their luminescence and to teach us what they can before they have to Bewegen on. They flash in on golden wings, but it seems that they are gone before Du can say “Thank you” oder “I Liebe you”. They leave softly, without fanfare. They KISS our brow as lightly as a heart’s whisper, and smile, blinding us with its brightness. When we blink, they are gone.
posted by HarryPLover
Friends Are Forever,so I thought.
All those pictures that I bought,now torn apart along with my broken heart.

I miss those hugs and laughs we use to share,because now they act like they don't care.

Now all we do is fight.
I wish God would give us some light,give me a solution to solve all this tension.

Friends don't back stab you.
Friends don't talk behind your back oder be pissed off at Du when they feel like it.

Nobody seems to care anymore.
Now girls are turning into whores.
All I know is that now we are all Friends for never.
When we need to go back to being Friends FOREVER!
How To Make Readers Care About The Stories Du Write - Alan Watt [Founder of L.A. Writers' Lab] via FilmCourage.com.
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What It Really Means To Write For Money - Andy Guerdat via FilmCourage.com.
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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...
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posted by DietCokeGirl
This is written about the perfect silence only found in the dead of night, and the feelings it inspires.
The Titel comes from the Beschreibung a friend of mine gave when we were stuck in the middle of nowhere at midnight and I found it sort of beautiful.
Enjoy (I hope) :)

Weighted air and winking stars,
darkness draped, tension wrought.
This night, this hour, is ours.
Silence chimes unspoken thoughts
that choke my mouth.
Silver moonbeams in glittering outline
surround you, and in our youth
this night, this hour, we intertwine.




I'd Liebe to hear what Du like oder hate.
Thanks for reading.

DietCokeGirl
posted by ZekiYuro
OK,now the painting we are looking at now is Von the French painter Toulouse-Lautrec.
The painting is called At The Moulin Rouge.As Du probably know The Moulin Rouge is a nightclub in Paris.Maybe some of Du remember the film Moulin Rouge?In the 19th century,the nightclub was very famous for its beautiful dancers and singers.
Toulouse-Lautrec did a lot of paintings and posters of the Moulin Rouge.He especially loved painting the dancers.And in these paintings he sometimes included his Friends too.
In the middle of the picture there are 5 people who are sitting at a tabelle having a drink.The woman...
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Why Script Testing Is Essential For Screenwriters Von Corey Mandell via FilmCourage.com.
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