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posted by JellyPopper
The House I Cherish And Hate

~Chapter #1~


Marie and I Liebe to adventure. However this time we went overboard. I think this was our LAST adventure."Are we there yet!" Marie sagte impatiently. "Yep its right here!" I sagte exited. "You wanna um... walk in fist Marzia?" Marie asked. "Sure!" I sagte starting to rethink this whole abandon house thing. I walked in slowly and held the door open for Marie. "Are Du sure Du wanna do this?" Marie said. "Of course, we will. Trust me" I sagte trying to convince Marie not to leave. "Okay i'll look for Essen and Du look for beds and stuff if we stay over night."...
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Dear record of my misfortune I was correct. Today I walked into class and saw a huge pile of letters on my desk. When I opened them I realized that it was hate mail. It was so stupid, people were getting angry at me for what I did to Jessica when it was her fault! They were saying things like : Die Emo hündin die, bitchy whore. That last Kommentar doesn't even apply to me! I haven't even had my first KISS and they are saying this stuff to me! There was one letter that was bot mean even though I don't know who sent it. Inside it sagte Rosen are red violets are blue I don't now why they hurt you, if Du want I'll tell them to can it, all because I Liebe Du Janet. I don't know who wrote Du Liebe poem rhyme thing but I Liebe Du too!
posted by jedigirl
The Tag my life became Mehr than reality was when I was seven.
2 months earlier, my mother had passed away due to reasons I never understood. All I knew was she was gone and Dad wouldn't talk about it.
I was sitting at my desk, watching the snow fall out the classroom window. The window started to frost over quickly. I turned back to the teacher, but she was frosting over too. I realized it was my vision frosting over. I rubbed my eyes to stop it, but it only made it worse. So I sat in my schreibtisch and let it take over.
I soon found myself in a field of dandelions and fireflies. I looked around...
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posted by Isabella_17
Is It True Du Lie?
Is It True Du Hate Me?
Is It True Du Want Him?
Is It True You're My Best Friend?
Is It True Du Enjoy Hurting Me?
Is It True Du Like Me Crying?
Is It True Du Talk Behind My Back?
Is It True Du Tell People Our Bussiness?
Is It True I Hurt You?
Is It True Du Back Stabbed Me?
Is It True Du Let Me Believe The Lies?
Is It True Du Let Me Call Du My True Bestfriend When Du Weren't?
Is It True.....?

This is A Poem Hope Yuh Enjoy It Btw Tell Me What Yuh Think And This Is Just About Me Gettin Hurt After Being Stupid Enough To Believe Her Lies She Wasnt A True Bestfriend
posted by AuthorForPooh
Her eyes were feuer red,
as if they were
lit from anger.

I dont understand
why Du are
mad at me.

Why Du shoot
those harsh words
at me.

Aimed like bullets,
piercing my soul.
And It cant heal.

I never can dodge them.
The words hit me,
and I fall back.

My Friends ask me:
"What's wrong?"
"Can I help?"

But they cant help.
Because I dont understand,
why Du are mad.

Why do Du have to do
what Du do to me?
Why does it give Du
joy to harm me?
Why?
Why are people bullies?
Why dont my Friends take action?
Why cant Du tell me WHY?
posted by TheAmyPond
She stopped dead in her tracks. She was startled. Her voice was completely gone. Shockingly, she saw that the hooded silhouette in front of her wasn't her mother; she did not know who it was.
Slowly, as not to alarm the unwanted visitor, she reached out for her ballpoint pen and dug it as deep as she could into the neck of the intruder. The mess was horrific, blood all over her face as well as his clothes, but Emily stayed strong. She clumsily tumbled off her bett and ran as fast as she could downstairs to the phone.
She hastily pressed any buttons she could until she'd finally keyed in the number...
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posted by para-scence
"Cosette!" Echo shouted. We ran over to each other, and hugged. She nearly squeezed the life out of me, but I didn't care; I'd missed her so much.

"Echo! I'm so glad to see you!"

"Ahem," a voice said. Echo smiled and rolled her eyes, and took a step back. Asher smiled as he hugged me, and kissed my cheek. I laid my head on his chest.

"I missed Du too," I told him. He chuckled.

"Come on!" Echo sagte impatiently. "Let's go do something! Anything! I just don't want to deal with this mushy-teen-love crap." Asher and I rolled our eyes, but smiled. I told Grandma we were going to hang out.

"See you...
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posted by para-scence
I admit that I kind of slipped into a depression. I wasn't sure what to think about anything. I started to feel like I couldn't trust anyone. I wanted so bad to drink, and forget for at least a little while, but I couldn't when someone was always home.

That was the only bad thing about not being with Drew anymore; I rarely go the chance to drink. I started going into withdrawal as well. I couldn't keep control of my emotions, I felt like I was going insane sometimes. I had Mehr stress related seizures, Mehr than I usually do while on medication. I've had a lot of headaches, I've been sweating...
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posted by athena305
Streetlamps, houses, gates, remotes, books, CDs and televisions. Brothers. Pairs. Each has a twin. In this chaotic place of materials the world has come to be, everything has a brother. But brothers are family. And family is connected somehow; if not Von blood, then Von what?

Energy.

Look hard. At everything that has a brother. A line of energy casts a connection between the two. The energy, with its harsh glares and cold looks creates the strongest and most complex bonds. Strong because of their brotherhood. Complex because of its invisibility. For there is power in invisibility. Cold, cruel power. The power to be a persecutor with no chance of being a victim. The power to twist and squeeze but not feel the wrenching pain of your twists.

Now, Du ask, what is left? Cruel, invisible energy. For a cruel, invisible world.







This is my first time Schreiben in stream of consciousness. I know it's short but don't judge me too harshly.
posted by Sonicishot
It was late at night and the lights were out, and i couldn't see at all. So i crawled on the floor dragging my hand with me because i needed to feel my way too. I bumped into three friends. Ike, Roy, and Sheeda. I screetched. Ike covered my mouth. "SHUT UP!!!" He whispered. Roy chuckled. Sheeda followed my hand. So did Ike and Roy. I tried to stand up, but my head hit the table. I rubbed the back of my head and crawled out from underneith it. I slowly slid my hand across the Wand to Suchen for the power switch. "Whoever this is, Du are very cute!!!!" she sagte feeling around me to reconize...
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posted by twilight_23
This is a piece I wrote for an essay contest about a Jahr ago. It's extremely short because they wanted us to keep it around 500 words, but I thought I would post it anyway. I Liebe comments! Hearing what other people have to say about my stories is probably my Favorit part of writing, so don't be shy, tell me what Du think(: Also, if I made any mistkes (i.e. spelling, grammar, punctuation) please let me know so I can fix them, thanks:D


As I walk through the doors of my new high school, I see my best friend at the end of the long hallway. She's standing in front of her locker and she looks...
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posted by Thalia_huntress
please tell me what Du think.



I told her everything she was so excited that I hung out with Mehr then one guy she hopped he would be the one for me after that I went to my room. I had my laptop on my dark blue desk. My bett was a black blanket with dark purple pillows only one thing in my room that wasn’t dark was the light blue curtains lacey got me when I was a baby. I wonder why my mom didn’t want me. “Kura!” lacey called. I went down stairs. “Yes?” I said. “why did Du get the ride with Evan?” she asked motherly. “Um lacey I got the ride with Evan because my truck broke”...
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posted by ashesandwine
Ok... so this is my first time, so Kommentar but don't be bad;)Thanks Emmett4ever, Patrisha727, Just_bella, and everyone else for supporting me and liking my story.... This one is for you:D



How could I leave him? How could he leave me? We always knew that we were meant to be together, our Liebe was so strong, so beautiful, so pure.
I couldn't stand to think that we had to be apart, he was everything to me. I live for him just like he lives for me...





I heard a sound behind me and I turned around slowly... I just stopped breathing, he was so beautiful and I was so lucky that he wanted me. He must...
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posted by BiteMeCullen107
I was half asleep half awake lying on my stomach. I could feel Jason’s cold fingers slowly moving up and down my bare back. He was humming a lullaby but I didn’t know what it was.
“Do Du still want to know my secret?” he asked in a soothing tone. It didn’t help that his voice so soft that it made it harder to stay awake. “Sure.” I sagte moving closer to him.
“I’ve none Du before Du were born.” He paused a second. Probably to make sure I wasn’t going to freak out. “I was Friends with your mother before Du were even born before your mother met your father. I met her...
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