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posted by Insight357

    I awoke to the sound of doctors running rampant.
    “How did he near death?”
    “Why did he do it?”
    “Was it suicide?” All of these Fragen ran through my room. I opened my eyes, I was back in the mental institution. I looked over at my left arm. A cast ran from my wrist to my elbow. I remembered taking the meds, but I didn’t remember breaking my arm. I wonder how that happened.
    “Dr. Demidov, how are Du feeling?” A tall, thin man asked. He wore glasses, and he had...

Psychoanalysis: Chapter 21

posted by Insight357

I didn’t know where I was going, but I had to go somewhere. The fight with Grey had been bad. I didn’t feel guilty, and that bothered me. I always felt guilty after a fight, but this seemed to be an exception. I was…happy? No, that wasn’t the word, Mehr overjoyed, I guess.
I kept walking; it was around seven when I sank down on the sidewalk. I was tired, and I had nowhere to go. I didn’t know what I was supposed to do…I could always look for Xander, but knowing him, he knew how to cover his tracks. The only person who seemed to know where he was at all times...

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Unforgivable Ch. 13- Epilogue

posted by para-scence

"Shiloh, I..." my mouth was dry, and I had no idea what to say. He smiled hopefully at me. I did Liebe him, but I'm only eighteen! "I... uh..." The door opened, and Sicily and Chance walked in. Sicily froze when she saw us; my face burning and Shiloh down on one knee. She mouthed "oops" and tip-toed out of the room, still holding Chance. I heard her giggle.

"Well...?" Shiloh prompted, thinking I'd forgotten the Zurück conversation. I turned back to him, my mouth still gaping. Then, my herz seemed to melt. I realized I loved him a lot; and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

"Yes."...

The Immortal

posted by xXxEmoRAwRxXx

Yeah I know it sucks I was bored when I wrote this....so yeah. [Chapter 1]
She stares at the rain in silence. Grieve over took her. She sat there still looking at the body lying cold, pale, still, and dead on the floor. She just stared not sharing a tear and droped the knife, she then looks at the lighting that was flowing in the sky. She then spares a tear, she sits still Weiter to the body crying for her lover. What had she done? He didn't deserve the pain she gave him. She gets up and comes back with another knife, a bottle of scottch, and a...

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The first 3 chapters of my book- Flame Boy

posted by coolie

Jason: blonde spiky hair, green eyes, wearing his Favorit gitarre hemd, shirt for almost three days straight, and he’s a teenager, but a rather short one. He has orange braces that are spotted easily when he smiles. Jason has an arm that can oddly twist all the way around in a
perfect circle. One of the strangest things about him is a black thing in the shape of a flame on his left leg. People think it’s a poorly drawn drawing, but he was born with it, and as he got older it grew with him.

Jason was sitting Von the fireplace watching the flames blow from side to side. His eyes liked to find themselves,...

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Psychoanalysis: Chapter 17

posted by Insight357

It felt like I had been submerged under water. I was suffocating.
    “How could Du leave her?” I managed to get the Frage out of my mouth.
    “Genette didn’t tell me she was pregnant. I didn’t even know about Lucy until she was five. Von then I figured it was too late,” Alexander sagte a look of pain was in his face.
    “It’s never too late, Alexander,” I said, angered Von the fact he would just give that magnificent child up.
    “It was at the time. I didn’t know where she was, and the...

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Stardom Chapter 2 - Elaine and Blaine, Mischievous Twins

posted by Vampiyaa

"This is beautiful!" Aiko breathed. Elaine beamed and laughed, "I knew you'd Liebe it!" Elaine had called Aiko's apartment at five in the morning, telling her (well, Mehr like yelling at her) to come to a spot in the park. In that spot was a bench facing a brilliant, crystal-clear waterfall that flowed around the bench like a sparkling moat. An authentic wooden bridge with white and blue Rosen woven in the railings connected the park with the solitary bench.
"We're going to meet your brother in such a beautiful place?" Aiko gaped.
"Yeah!" Elaine exclaimed, flopping down on the bench and grinning...

Psychoanalysis: Chapter 15

posted by Insight357

“I can’t get Du out of my head either,” I said. Voices broke loose in my head, and I fought to push them all back.
    “What are we going to do then?” he asked unaware of the chaos in my mind.
    “What do Du mean?” I asked confused.
    “We both have feelings for each other. We can’t just ignore it,” Alexander said.
    “I know,” I wanted to ignore it no matter what he said. That would be rude though.
    “We should take time together to explore...

Psychoanalysis: Chapter 13

posted by Insight357

I sat on a black, leather couch, starring at the deep blue walls. I was in Alexander’s office, for my appointment. I’d come here straight from the cathedral. My hair was tangled, and messy. I still wore plaid pajama bottoms, and an old, gray tee shirt.
    I came to a realization last night. Today, I would make my move. I have done enough to hold my own. Now I could be happy…Maybe.
    I debated whether, oder not I should tell Alexander about Lucy. Dr. Anozi would’ve liked the idea, but I’m not sure about Dr. Laveney.
    I also...

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Psychoanalysis: Chapter 9

posted by Insight357

I ran my hand through my tired hair. I fell asleep on the attic floor last night, after my outburst. I was tired, and ached everywhere. What a night it had been.
I took my weight of the gurney I had been leaning on. I was at the hospital today, to help calm this schizophrenic man. I arrived here at seven this morning, and had to leave before noon. I couldn’t miss Lucy’s appointment at Social Services.
It was eight-thirty now, and I was getting ready to meet my patient. He was in the emergency room, with the doctor. He’d had a nervous breakdown,...

Hells Outlaw -- Chapter 17

posted by HouseMindFreak

Chapter 17

“Who killed them?!” Koda growled.
Iah was trying to keep Koda calm; from his few encounters with this one he knew anger was Koda’s worst enemy.
“I am not sure…” he replied softly.
“How can Du not know!?” he screamed, charging after Iah. He dug his fingers into Iah’s chest as they turned to claws, slamming him to the ground, his dark red eyes bored into Iah’s sending dark chills through his mind. “You know everything else but Du don’t know who killed them?”
Iah cringed in pain, trying to speak.
“I do not know but…I have a feeling who may have done…it”...

Unforgivable Ch. 6

posted by para-scence

When I woke up, all the windows were covered in snow, surrounding me, isolating me from others. My stomach growled, but I didn't want to leave. I feared if I didn't get a job, I'd lose everything. I got out of the car, still wearing my clothes from yesterday, which was nothing but jeans, converse, and a black schildkröte neck. Not wanting to waste valuable gas, I walked around town. My stomach growled again, and the thing inside me kicked a series of blows for a couple seconds.

The buildings here were tall, and far away I could see the new, fancy skyscrapers. But here, the buildings were old and...

Living in the City of the 1970's: Chapter 1

posted by StarWarsFan7

I stroll down Western Avenue with a blue coin geldbörse in my fragile hands. People in every direction as far as the eye can see. Neighbors being neighborly, store keepers selling and people riding the subway to work. Today happens to be a Saturday morning. And as usual, I awaken in the morning at six o'clock and dress. Every Saturday morning is the same old thing. I turn to the corner seeing the store I've been looking for. Roosevelt Island Shop. Yes. Indeed I live on the island of Roosevelt Island. It's very exhilirating to walk in the streets of our state of New York. As I enter the small shop,...

Psychoanalysis: Chapter 4

posted by Insight357

    I stood from the brown couch, rubbing my eyes. I had slept on the couch. Grey was mad, and I had been stressed. It was a fight waiting to happen.
    Grey had already left for her job at the pharmacy. She was a secretary. Today, I was going to get my license, to practice psychology.
    I stood from the couch, I was dressed in last night’s clothes. I’d been at the bar, doing tequila shots. I was trying to numb my mind from pop-up questions.
    It had been a week since I left the asylum. Since I left Dr. Anozi....

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Hells Outlaw - Chapter 13

posted by HouseMindFreak

Chapter 13

The hallways of the hospital were dead silent except for the beeping noises of the herz monitors from the patient rooms and Zufällig coughing. Jax slowly and silently stepped passed each door not wanting to spook anyone and draw attention to him. So far it was working.
Finally, he reached an elevator and pressed the down button, hoping that no one was on the other side of the door.
The door binged loudly as it reached his floor and Jax held his breath waiting to see a doctor oder security on the other side. It opened and he let out a huge sigh to an empty elevator.
He stepped inside and...

Hells Outlaw - Chapter 12

posted by HouseMindFreak

Chapter 12

The late afternoon sun shined on Koda’s back as he headed further west. Soon the sun would be shining in front of him, slowly drifting its way down the western horizon. Night would follow…

The hospital grew quiet as the hours went by. Jax’s pain had subsided but his anger and vengeance did not. With each passing Minute he grew Mehr restless and ready to leave his hospital bed.
He gently took the oxygen tubes out of his nose then gritted his teeth as he pulled the IV out his hand. Slowly, he moved his feet towards the edge of the bett but quickly pushed them back as he saw a nurse...

Psychoanalysis: Prolouge

posted by Insight357

This is a story; my story. I am Damien Cole Demidov. My grandparents are full-blooded Russian. I am twenty-one years old, and I’ve been locked up in an asylum for four years.
    I have black hair about four inches from my shoulders. I am vampire pale. I have crystal blue eyes. I’m 5’9’’.
    I have met many a person in my time. Maybe you’ll meet some of the throughout the story.
    Anywho, I live in the U.S. now, shipped over with my mom when I was twelve. I live in New York City at the moment. My mom is back in Russia with my father, and grandparents.
    Now, let’s see what’s in store for us.

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Death Becomes Me: Luke Blade Story Chapter 2

posted by sawfan13

Sylvia took him to the hospital after his tantrum. He had a fever from it, and he became a little sick from his anger. She was a very good mother and taught her children well, but why would her Angel – Jäger der Finsternis of a son act so violently and moody? The doctor sagte it wasn't Sylvia's fault. Luke's real mother drank alcohol while carrying him which that means, Luke has fetal alcohol syndrome. It causes violent mood swings, temper tantrums, and compulsive behavior. Sylvia was worried about him because this can effect his behavior with everyone else around him, and his self esteem. A few days later, Sylvia...

justin bieber?

posted by sassygirl26640

clearly justin bieber the famous pop teen idol. is being down graded for 98% of girls lives to 20%. its been taking forever for 1 song to come out of his mouth these days. plus no girl likes his new hair cute from cute and shaggy to a short cut. now he sung with a wanobe kid whos daddy paied for his songs to come out janeh smith. oops did i spill the beans on him i think i did but thats a differnt story about him and his sister. but i Liebe his sisters's Musik but there they been edited!! what is going to happen to are once loved justin bieber now. o and something i think all the people who...

Collin straße Despair (short story)

posted by liissaaxx

“I can’t even remember why I chose to marry you!” She yelled. Her beautiful face filled with anger, those sparkling brown eyes that I have loved since Tag one, bore into me with no affection. She had sagte them, the words I never wanted to hear.
The fight had been going on for an Stunde now and I started to yell back, I could no longer control myself. Our first real fight in five years. I knew she would be over it soon and that big bright smile will light up her face, but I was overwhelmed too. I was hurt. But I stopped myself.
There were no lights on in our house; the outside light had...