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posted by cassie-1-2-3
Spelling is important.
Grammar is important.
Especially when involving words…

In today’s world, written word is growing مزید and مزید common. With the fairly حالیہ introduction of text messaging, email, IM services, social networks, and online self publishing (which is what we’re all doing here on Fanpop when we post articles, and what I am mainly addressing), it is not only important how your words sound, it’s just as important, if not مزید so, how they look.

link* to me, some people seem to believe that spelling and grammar is not at all important in these self publications.
Just to فہرست a few examples I’ve come across:

" so what if [your spelling] is wrong it just mean that u r writing this from ur دل and not really caring about the spelling"

This, I can see this person’s point, but that is what a rough rough draft is for. (I don’t know if rough rough is the proper term, but that’s what my 12th grade English teacher called it)


" dont tell me what to do. A lot of people love my articles....they dont care if things are spelt wrong....your not wiser, یا smarter then me soo leave me alone. "

This, I find to be very ignorant.


Yet another one.
" o wow come on who cares if her spelling is messed up!"
Please, let me tell you.

(I have quoted three different people. I’m not targeting anyone)


Why spelling is important:
Spelling can be defined as a code that uses letter sequences to represent specific words that have an associated pronunciation and meaning within the mental dictionary.

As stated above, how your words look is very important. Your eyes need to actually see this code before your brain can decode it.
Some people read strictly for the content (newspaper یا magazine article, movie review, and so on), but many other people (many people on Fanpop) read to feel something. To get into the writers mind and truly relate to the story. Reading around typos and misspellings is very annoying and takes a little too much مزید effort than it’s worth. It makes آپ think to yourself,
If the مصنف doesn’t care enough about what he/she is saying, then why should I even bother reading this?
NONE of us want that.

Some of آپ may consider bringing up this little item:
“I cluod not blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch sudty at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and آپ can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter سے طرف کی istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas thgouht slpeling was ipmorantt.“

I admit, this isn’t the most difficult thing to read, but it’s not the most enjoyable thing to read either. As a writer, آپ don’t want people to just read your stories. آپ want them to enjoy the experience and feel the urge to do it again and again.

The difference between a spelling error and a typo:

A typo is generally an accident, such as آپ hit the wrong key سے طرف کی mistake, whereas a spelling error is, in a way, intentional. آپ honestly believe the word is spelled a certain way, when in reality, it’s not.

Example:

I always feel ridiculed when users تبصرہ on my horrible spelling.


Typo: I alwsys feel ridiculed when users commment on my horrible spelling.

Notice how on the keyboard, the s is right اگلے to the a. This is a simple mistake I’ve seen almost everyone make. Adding an extra letter, یا leaving one out is also very common, along with reversing the order of two letters.


Spelling error: I always feel ridaculed when users تبصرہ on my horrable spelling.

There’s not really any simple slip of the finger that would justify this. None that I can see یا understand, at least.


When speaking, spelling means absolutely nothing, but when writing, it makes all the difference in the world.

I was going to include why grammar is important as well, but I feel I’ve been typing forever, so I’ll end it here.


*I only did that because I love The Killers.
posted by ZekiYuro
The Japanese film director Hayao Miyazaki is one of the greatest animators in modern cimema.Films like Heidi,and Marco,3000 miles in تلاش of mother have made him famous all over the world.

In 1971 Miyazaki left Toei Douga اندازی حرکت and worked with several other companies.He made Heidi,and Marco,3000 miles in تلاش of mother wich were shown as TV series all over the world.

In 1952 they moved back to Tokyo.When Hayao was at secondary school he saw his first cartoon film,The Legend of The White Snake.He felt in love with the heroine,Pai-nyan and cried all night.It was this film which started...
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Chapter 1: Annabeth

Annabeth paced up and down the deck of the Argo||. For the first time ever in living mermory, her mind was a mess. Being the brightest daughter of Athena, Annabeth was used to being calm and collected. But that was a thing of the past. Ever since Percy went missing, her mind and emotions had been going crazy. Annabeth felt like crying. Percy. Her brave, sweet, occasionally smart, seaweed brain boyfriend. He went missing eight long, nightmare filled months ago. She could still remember the last night she saw him. They had finished رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا سے طرف کی the campfire and were walking along...
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Night arrives once more. I notice that my hands and feet are tied up. As i look up there is a dark figure holding a gun to my head. I ask him what he wants and why he has me tied up, he جوابات "I want the powers that آپ posses inside of you. The abilities that your soul has. i would like to suggest that آپ agree with me and hand over the powers." Confused about all of this i ask him about what he is talking about. he جوابات "You have powers kid. The less آپ know the better. Hand them over wilingly یا i will have no choice but to force آپ to hand them over." With me replying no to cooperating...
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posted by tayandkris4evr
I woke up feeling groggy. My eyes were swollen from crying, and my head felt like it'd been hit with a sledge hammer a couple of times. Niki's head was on my shoulder, his blonde hair was dry now, and his eyes were also swollen and pink.
I slowly put Niki's head on a soft trash bag then I scooted out from the hollow tree's cover. Standing there in the forest made me realize something. It made me realize that sometimes Death brings sadness and sometimes it brings a reason, a meaning, یا a story. Niki کہا that he'd burned the tree... with his hands. But, I'm not sure if that's true at all....
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posted by RanmaRaj
I wrote this Song when my girl broke off with me

My college's band کہا it was too boring and told me to write another

I'd shared it with Kathy(Lilacool)
She کہا she liked it......Thanks Kathy


In the center of my heart
there is a deep pain
as if struck سے طرف کی a dart
blood is all going drain

but wait a minute
am i..............?

'tis there all دن and night
either asleep یا awake
doesn't leave what I might
kick it یا give it a shake

but on سیکنڈ thought
am i..............?


Lil puzzling is it's reason
someone once lived there
may be till گزشتہ season
she was my heart's only heir

though she is long gone
my heart...
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I woke up to the door being shut. I sat up quickly and stared at the girls. “Oh hi,” I said. “Thought آپ were someone else for a سیکنڈ there,” I کہا with a slight laugh.
“Sorry,” Hailie کہا as she came and sat سے طرف کی me.
“Don’t worry about that,” I کہا patting her on the head, she looked at me funny but I don’t think she mined my pattingness. “Anybody have homework?” I asked looking at both of the girls. Laney just nodded and walked towards the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ without saying a word, I thought that was a bit strange but I guess that’s just the way she is. I sat there for a...
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I'm the real writer of this story, my siter a.k.a gossipgirlxoxo گیا کیا پوسٹ it for me but now i have my own....

15 years ago, mankind found that there was مزید than the world showed us. There was another world where creatures of all appearances were hiding, the creatures made a deal with the humans that if they let them live in the human world as normal citizens they would help the humans deal with deceases and technology. They agreed but the humans decreed that all monsters must hid in a human form, this was no shock to the creatures and it was agreed that man and monster would live as one, as...
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Chapter One-

    I screamed as loud as I possibly could (well, screaming to the lyrics.). I was screaming to Paramore. They were my پسندیدہ band of all time. I and my best friend Alexia won tickets to see them and a bunch of other bands on the Vans Warped Tour. After the show, I could go and meet everyone who played there. I was so excited, also because I could meet my other پسندیدہ band, All Time Low. So, yeah. I was pretty excited about that. Right now, my پسندیدہ song: Where the Lines Overlap was playing. Alexia was using the bathroom, she doesn’t really like Paramore....
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posted by VampirePrinsess
I read this and had to pass it on.
my name is sarah
i am three
my eyes are swollen
i cannot see
i must be stupid
i must be bad
what else could have made
my daddy so mad
i wish i were better
i wish i werent ugly
then maybe my mommy
would still wanna hug me
i cant do a wrong
i can't speak at all
or else i locked up
all دن long
when i wake up
im all alone
the house is dark
my folks arent home
when my mommy does come home
i try to be nice
so maybe i'll just get
one wipping tonight
i just heard a car
my daddy is back
from charlie's bar
i heard him curse
my name is called
i press myself
against the wall
i try to hide
from his...
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12 سوالات A Screenwriter Should Be Able To Answer About Their Screenplay سے طرف کی Mark Heidelberger via FilmCourage.com.
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Hi!! This is my own mermaid spell. don't send any rude messages if it doesn't work.
What u need:
. water
. salt
. symbol (bracelet, ہار , sorry but u can't really use earings)
. 2 sea shells (has to be from the sea)
.spoon
.bowl یا cup
Put the salt in the bowl یا cup of water then stir for about ten سیکنڈ then dip the bottom of each shell in the water. Then rub them on your legs. After that blow on each leg for about 5 seconds. Then hold your symbol while saying this:
Mermaid witches of the sea please listen to my deepest wish and plea I wish to be a mermaid with the tail colour..(colour) and the power of....(power)just one drop of water will transform me but let me not see the moon for it will transform me into a mermaid for 24hours.oh mermaid witches of the sea please make my wish come true so مزید it be. Dip your symbol in the water lick it don't take it off.
Dragon Crew
Long ago, In a land faraway....that's how a Disney movie would tell this, trust me, me and my دوستوں tried to add this as our first couple of words, but it didn't seem...right. This story doesn't start 'Long Ago, in a land Far away'. It مزید so starts like this, 'Not that long ago, in Dragon land'. That didn't seem that could either. 'Once upon a time' never worked that much either.
So I would love to let آپ know, we did not come up with the 'once upon a time' theme. Not. My. Fault.
But we did decide to do a mini epilogue about how we became like this, although this starts off with...
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once apon a time,in world similar to ours ,run سے طرف کی all creatures but humans.in a small area of the world,a cluster of islands are about to spuew lava.theese islands are surounded and inhabited by,fish,birds,insects,small reptials and amphibians,and the سب, سب سے اوپر preditor of this time,cats. about the size of a house cat,these kitties lived in a sort of colony. the islands were small,conected to eachother in a ring around a larger island سے طرف کی درخت roots,rocks,and small bridges of sand only when tide is low.the main island,had little to no life on it,but flora,due to masive,and frequent euruptions.the...
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Paul Dock is in the New York airport from مزید than an hour. They've lost his bag. He sigh, because he hate airplans and big cities and now he has to برداشت, ریچھ both. He was born in a little part of New Jersey that he wouldn't leave. But he couldn't refuse his niece invitation to her wedding day. he came there with a week of advance because his nice told him that New York is a city آپ have to visit once in your life. When someone of the staff brings him the bag, he looks at him in a such bad way. He get out of the airport with just a warm bath in his mind. When he finally get the hotel, cold got...
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posted by tigerseye43
Flair sat at the سب, سب سے اوپر of a 20 story building, her legs dangaling over the edge. She smiled and closed her eyes as the breeze flowed through her hair. She had on a black crop سب, سب سے اوپر with the words 'love life' written in سونا cursive letters across it and had on black skinny jeans. She wore black high سب, سب سے اوپر Converse and a black chain ہار with a charm on it. She looked out over the city and sighed. A few tears rolled down her cheeks and fell to the ground below.
*******
Lane was walking down below a tall building. He felt something wet hit his arm and he curiously looked up. He could barely make...
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posted by Rae-Ash
Hey, Daddy.
Look at me
See what a beautiful
young lady I’ve become.

Hey, Daddy.
See how special I am.
See how much I’ve grown.

Hey, Daddy.
Don’t آپ see?
How much I want
To please you.
How much I
Truly care.

Hey, Daddy.
Can’t آپ see?
How hard I’ve tried.
How much I struggle.

Hey, Daddy.
Don’t آپ know?
How much
I crave your love.
Don’t آپ know?
How abandoned
I’ve felt.

Hey, Daddy.
Can’t آپ sense?
How hesitant
I always have been.
Can’t آپ sense?
How I pretend
To be someone else
Just so آپ could
Accept me for me.

Hey, Daddy.
Haven’t آپ noticed?
How fake I am
Around you.
Can’t آپ see?
How much
You’ve...
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It was almost one full سال after the دن Tsubasa’s best friend’s life was taken in a bloody raid. Tsubasa had felt angry ever since. He had a notoriously short fuse after it happened, the once calm Tsubasa. Tsubasa was دیا that nickname when he was five years old, it was that friend, Sumiko Yamakawa, who gave it to him, and it was دیا to him for how he appears to fly when he fights. Tsubasa was a modern samurai; he earned the عنوان at a young age and lives up to it really well.
    It was a quiet afternoon when Tsubasa was riding in the back of a bus with his friend...
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posted by HouseMindFreak
Chapter 9

Jax slammed on the breaks of his truck in front of the Sakima home. With his shotgun in hand, he cautiously stepped out.
He could barely see through the thick darkness.
His lungs burned as he tried to breathe the frigid air that surrounded him.


“Mrs. Sakima!” he yelled stumbling over a rock.

“Help…”
A weak voice called out.

He ran through the darkness, trying to navigate where the voice came from.
His foot struck something hard causing him land on his stomach, knocking the breath out of him.
Not able to اقدام from his inability to breathe he lifted his head and opened his eyes. A...
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posted by sawfan13
As we got into the car, I plugged in Casey's Mp3 so we can listen to some of her music. I have never met a kid her age with موسیقی taste this awesome. She's even introduced me to songs that I've never even heard of before. Howl sat shotgun اگلے to me and Casey sat in the back. We played the song Vacation سے طرف کی Simple Plan. Howl was curious about it, since the only song he's really heard of was Light my آگ کے, آگ سے طرف کی The Doors. I told Casey how Howl and I met and she really loved it. She even asked me if she can write a story about how Howl and I met for a school project in English. I was flattered!

I...
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posted by HouseMindFreak
Chapter 3 of my story. It does get a bit مزید dramatic and a wee bit violent/scary but it will make sense as I go further along.

1st chapter: link

2nd chapter: link


Chapter 3

Koda stood just outside his school, only 10 منٹ until the first گھنٹی, بیل rang. He was thinking about what Jax told him with his dream. He knew he shouldn’t let it bother him but it kept picking at his conscience like a بانگ was picking at his heart.
It was just a drunken dream, he told himself.
His thoughts quickly turned to anger as he began to remember how his family always treated him.

An outcast, a screw up…

The گھنٹی, بیل rang...
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