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posted by ZekiYuro
Basics: Age 17, Born October 20, 1968. Lives in Berlin, Germany
Blond hair, blue eyes.

What is your happiest memory?
My happiest memory was when my parents to me to Der Märchenbrunnen. This is a beautiful park There are fountains and lots of statues of the Grimm brother’s fairy tale characters. It is wonderful to take a picnic lunch and just sit and watch people and watch the calming water.

What don’t آپ want anyone to find out about you?
I have to be careful when I tell آپ this. I don’t want anyone to know how much I’d like to live in the West. If anyone heard me telling آپ this I could get in a lot of trouble.

What is the best part of your personality?
I would have to say the best part of my personality is how helpful I am to everyone. It doesn’t matter if I know آپ یا not. If آپ need help I’m there.

How would your best friend describe how آپ look?
My best friend would say that I have blond hair and blue eyes. My eyes have this really dark ring around the iris that kind of makes them stand out. I am athletically built. I like to stay fit. My hair comes just below my shoulders. I dress as fashionable as possible here.

What irritates you?
Having people watch my every move. I know I’m not paranoid. There is no such thing as trust here. When I enter my house I can count on my neighbors watching me. They do the same thing if I’m outside talking to someone یا when I leave my house.

Tell me about your family.
My parents are really awesome. My mom did work in a factory. My dad was a mechanic. Last week I came ہوم from school and Heir Hoffmeyer was there to meet me. He wanted me to know that my parents had been arrested. He took me in and questioned me for three hours. I know they are watching me. They let me stay in the house because I’m 17, and it is the easiest way to make sure they keep an eye on me.

What do آپ think of yourself when آپ look in the mirror?
When I look in the mirror I see someone who looks scared. But I know that I have a lot of strength in me. I have a determined look about me. I am determined to do whatever I must to survive.

What’s the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to you?
The most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to me was when Tobias was at my house. He likes to tease me. He always thinks he’s better than me because I’m a girl. He wanted to arm wrestle. I told him I didn’t want to hurt him and he laughed at me. I accidently broke his arm.

Do آپ have a crush on anyone?
I don’t have a crush on anyone. I’m looking for someone who secretly wants to live on the other side of the دیوار as much as I do. I want someone who wants a better life. I don’t think I will ever find them.

What do آپ really, REALLY want مزید than anything else in the world?
The one thing I want مزید than anything else in the world is freedom. I want to be free to do and think what I want. I don’t want the government tell me how to live mylife.

Is there anything آپ would die for?
I would die for my دوستوں and family. I would die trying to secure my freedom.

Is there anything آپ area really good at?
Nothing really stands out. Of course I don’t really have a lot of freedom to be expressive. I am really good at working with glass and recycling it to make interesting pieces of art. I have to be real careful. If I create something that someone finds offensive I could be thrown in prison like my parents.
posted by mrs-mindfreak
Meredith sat up in the middle of the night screaming. Again. She felt tears wet her eyes at another miserable attempt at sleep. She wanted to pull her sore eyes from her sockets. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t stay asleep. She wasn’t going to get any مزید sleep tonight, and Meredith knew that. She pulled off the sheets and slowly stood up. She wobbled slightly and held her head. These nightmares were going to be the death of her.
    Meredith crept down the hall and into the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ for a little snack. Maybe some warm دودھ would put her to sleep. She reached...
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posted by meganhartxo
i suddenly felt a sharp pain from my chest before i knew it i had fallen to the ground not knowing wat had happen to me i struggled to get up i lifted my head and was shocked to see my own mother standing before me and a sharp باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ چھری that i had once used griped in mothers hand i was shocked i tryed to say something but couldnt i was in to much pain but i couldnt believe it the mother that gave birth to me, raise me and that i loved dearly had done this to me i suddenly felt cold and fell back to the ground i layed there watching my mother staring at me in discust i felt a pain in my...
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posted by SamsDarkSide
    The blood dripped from my dagger, turning the waxed linoleum floor crimson. The smell of copper and metal made my nose wrinkle, and I desperately wished for a pair of nose plugs. Maybe I would start carrying those around with me.
    I stepped over the twitching body that took up most of the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ floor and went to the sink, washing off the dagger and my hands. I waited for the water to wash the blood down the drain. I sighed with impatience and displeasure at the thick dexterity of blood. Killing was the fun part, but the blood drove me mad. It...
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posted by QueenVictoria73
I woke up one دن from a dream and remembered every سیکنڈ of it. In the ten minuets I stayed in بستر awake but didn;t get up yet, I thought up a story. I went downstairs and typed this up, not caring about grammar, spelling, یا sounding good at all. I stopped halfway through because my burst of creative energy had run out. Please excuse the choppiness and poor style of it, and just pay attention to the plot. Maybe it will inspire آپ یا give آپ ideas for something else.

There is an evil witch that has a gray, mushy body that is very bony and bat-like, she can fly and screech and materialize...
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posted by KatiiCullen94
ok, im sorry, but this isnt what i normally write, i wanted to try something different... im sorry if its lame..



I woke to same sound, as every morning. The cries, of a exhusted child always did. I had thought for a moment we had a routine going on but آپ know children, but its jsut doesnt happen. It's if as though they are engineered to keep آپ up late, have a colourful shoulders and bags under your eyes, Well my baby did.
I was young, and so was she. We had that in common. Thats all we had, She was the spitting image of him. He makes it hard to love her sometimes.Which makes me hate him more,...
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Well this is my first novel on net really and I need for people to listen. This novel is is about a Hollywood mum who is sexy,sassy,witty,in her early 30s and still counting but she lost her husband to an an Hollywood husband snatcher.She is an actress,lecturer,teacher,wife and most especially a MOM. ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssPROLOGUE: ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss"Her...
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posted by EmilyMJFan910
The fiction story I wrote EXCLUSIVELY for Fanpop. In Chapter 2. Enough said.

The dogs ran furiously until they were out of breath. They stopped in the unfamiliar woods. The brother کتے looked at his sister as if to say, "Let's go back to Mama."
She refused, attempting to cuddle with him instead. He ran away when she tried to nuzzle him.
He ran away from the woods, closer and closer to the open field and his family. He looked back to see his sister wasn't running. He didn't care. She would realize he was on the right track. She'd catch up.
The speeding کتے looked straight ahead of him to see...
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posted by Faith-Rulz
Life may be a hard path to walk
but as the years pass آپ learn
on how to adapt and face it head on.

Fear of leaving something یا someone familiar
to tread somewhere new and foriegn,
but thats the beauty of life
how we see things grow from the earth, the birth of a human life,
animals of the wild struggling for survival
through the ages since the beginning of time.

Where despair fills your soul
you cry for renewal within
it will take deep forgiveness in your heart
to wash away the hurt of betrayal
as it happens forevermore
as long as we continue to fight and hurt each other.

Love bleeds deeply when you...
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posted by IloveMyLord
In this مضمون I'm going to write about how to enjoy writing. I'm a writer and do a lot of writing, both for my website and for other people. I find some ways of writing are مزید enjoyable than others.




How To Enjoy Writing




I find writing is most enjoyable when it's not done in a forced یا particularly planned manner. If آپ find it's hard to get yourself to write, I think it's best to relax about it. Perhaps relaxation will be all آپ need to get your inspiration flowing, in fact.




I often spend some time meditating for ideas before sitting down to write an article. After a few سیکنڈ of keeping...
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posted by para-scence
"Shelby?" Sage asked quietly, coming into my room. "Can I ask آپ something?" I sat up on my bed.

"Sure," I sighed, not so enthusiastic; but I was trying not to be so irritable all the time. Sage came in front of the bed, then plopped down on the floor in front of me.

"What's that stuff آپ take?" she asked. I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What do آپ mean, Sage?"

"You know, that stuff آپ take," she said. "Like this." She put her palm to her nose, and inhaled deeply. My دل fell into my stomach. I quickly fell down to her height, and grabbed her shoulders.

"Sage. How do آپ know about that," I said...
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posted by halunik
I was just 5 منٹ on foot to my dancing class. When I left ہوم 20 منٹ ago, I didn’t expect, I would be raining. But it wasn’t just raining – it was going to be a real storm. It was the middle of July and I was wearing a dress with the short sleeves. The rain was becoming heavier with each منٹ while I was walking down the street. Unfortunately there was no دکان یا bus station close for me to hide from the storm, so when I felt my dress all wet and drops in my hair, I couldn’t do anything but stopping under the tree. The سٹریٹ, گلی was desert – apart from one car standing in...
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Source: I don't own this
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posted by InvadaMiz
Eleven سال old twins Miyu and Nakku have been begging their mother for weeks about checking out the attic, their mother finally کہا yes during week four.The twins raced up the spiral staircase to the attic.They found old toys and books, then Miyu found a small crawl space door.
"Nakku!Nakku!Come here!"Miyu called out to her brother.Nakku ran over and saw the door she pointed at.
"Let's see what's inside Miyu."Nakku suggested, Miyu nodded rapidly and reached for the door.Nakku grabbed her hand, then looked at her like she was crazy.
"Miyu, let me open it first."Nakku said.He yanked the door open,...
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