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Chapter One: Before

A warm late Augusts’ evening was upon Hultimore, the secret area which humans that held no gem upon their left palm were not able to see. Gemmers believed that if they visited this area for any amount of time at least once in life, they will be born a مزید powerful Gemmer after death.
No one stepped upon the streets of Hultimore after dark. It was forbidden. Most obeyed this rule and stayed indoors. Yet, the silence of Hultimore was broken, as a lone traveller stepped out across the barrier between dry, barren land and a city full of magic.
His footsteps echoed in the empty...
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WELL IM A BIT STUCK ON THIS ONE , BUT ILL GIVE IT A GO, SORRY IF IT SUCKS...........................


I Quickly got changed and ran down the stairs, I paused at the door to shout to Mike, "im just going out i'll be back before it's too late," and ran out the door before he could reply. I wasn't sure where I was going, all Stephan کہا was that I was to head towards school. So thats what i was going, heading to school. I was on the egde of the old wickory bridge, when i saw them. A group of five boys standing tall, and weary. As i approached they signalled for me to pull over. I stepped out the...
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posted by AvaMarch
My name is Ace
    My name is Ace. My hair is red. My dad’s alive. My mom is dead. I’m never happy. Always sad. I cry a lot. Because I’m mad. I’m mad at her. I’m mad at him. I’d wish they’d see, how he’s been. They don’t know, how life’s at home. For me, it’s bad, police should come. Come and see, it’s just not right. My dad hits with all his might. It hurts real bad. Sometimes I wish, that it’s all gone. But then he hits. Then it’s time, that he arrives. He walks in over to our knives. He grabs those knives and looks at me, Tonight my Daddy murdered...
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posted by dancing_banana
Peter
    I can’t believe she opened up like that. I can’t believe we’re this close now. We talk every دن now. I keep trying to tell her to get away from her ہوم life. She just keeps refusing. I don’t know what to do, in all those classes in school they where always like رپورٹ it, رپورٹ it, and رپورٹ it. So what should I do?

Kristen
    Peter keeps saying to get away. I should. If someone else knew they’d call social services without hesitation. I am completely engrossed in the book I’m reading when Jim walks in with a very cocky smile....
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There I was… Stepping on my own feet on the real ground. Yeah… the real one.
No مزید “dad, will آپ give me a ride to…?”, یا “ please mom, I need that money to buy a lovely pair of jeans”.
No مزید dependence, no مزید good meals in family, no مزید life as I know it.
Time to step up on my feet.
Lily is my name…and I´m 18 years old. This is the new beginning of a new life. MY own life, the one that I have to build up.
Desperate about all this thoughts, all I could do is call my BF to cry over the phone.
-Soph…Oh Soph! This is nerve racking…OMG OMG OMG! I can´t believe we´re...
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posted by CullenProperty
Going to school the اگلے دن was like shoving needles up my toenails. Everybody, and I mean everybody, was asking me about Lola, not even a bit sympathetic یا caring towards how I felt about my best friend. All I knew was that I was one hundred percent ready to مککا, عجیب الخلقت somebody's throat out from under their chin. After about, oh, the twelfth person asking me, "I hear your best friend died," I was so about to take a spin in my parents SUV into the Boston Harbor. I stopped talking before first period began.
Lunch was even worse; I shoved myself into a corner in the library, not even bothering to...
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 Ashlynn's belly.
Ashlynn's belly.
Prom Night
By: fatchick and moolah
Chapter Two: Parties at Dusk
        Tucker liked parties. So he threw one for Kaylee on her birthday. He told her they were going to his house for a “special night”. Kaylee was very excited! She wore her مالٹا, نارنگی strapless dress with a blue scarf. When she got their she was so surprised that Tucker threw her a party. Haley was there, Anne was there, and Hannah was there with Jacob. At first Kaylee was having a great time-and then Ally started flirting with Tucker and Jacob. Kaylee was so mad because she thought Tucker...
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posted by mitchie19
11. M E E T A A R O N


At exactly 3 pm, Mario, our house guard beeped through the telecom.
“Mr. Riley?” Mario asked. He used his British accent. I shifted my weight near the front door which the telecom was hung beside it. I pressed the button. “Yes, Mario?” “There’s someone at the gate, looking for Ms. Marhion.” I wonder who it is. I looked out the window. A silver BMW was parked in front of the gate. Weird.
He might not be a bad guy. “Send him in,” I told Mario then I saw the gate opened.
I approached the guy looking for Mariah. “Hi, Riley Cruz,” we shook hands. “Aaron...
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posted by mitchie19
10. M A K E I T H A P P E N


“Yo, Sean, what up?” I shouted. Sean’s a football player, the quarterback of the team. Mostly he likes shaking his blonde hair. Sean’s living room was filled with my friends, Toby, Jason, Michael, and Chris. “I’m great, man. God, Melissa nailed me!” Sean said. We did a high five. The guys were watching Sports Channel.
I drank the can of Pepsi I was holding. “Look, look, look!” Toby was pointing at the flat-screen. “Another round left then the Toro’s will be champion!” Chris and Michael were shouting. I joined them.
“That was a two-point...
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CHAPTER ONE
I’m attacked سے طرف کی a demon puppy
I was sitting on the floating dock at مہر Harbor Beach. I came here to think. This dock usually floated at high tide but it was low tide so the dock was just sitting on the sand. The smells of low tide floated into my nose. I had grown accustom to this smell, seeing as though I came here very often. It was the smell of مچھلی and lobster.

Today, I had come here to wonder what was wrong with my life. My mother had died when I was 2 years old so I was too young to remember, but every night I strained all the energy out of my brain trying to remember her....
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posted by Pirate_4_life
Hey guys, hopefully my story is getting read, so I'd appreciate it if آپ left a little تبصرہ and tell me what آپ guys think of it.



Chapter two

“okay guys, step back from your paintings and as I go round the class I want آپ to explain your influences and how they inspired آپ to create your art pieces” explained the hippy like art teacher who insisted upon being called Gwen rather than Miss Miller, claiming it will ‘enhance the harmonious relationship’ she hopes to hold with her students. As each of her classmates took their turns telling how they were inspired to use a certain style...
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THE LEGEND OF THE VAMPIRE PRINCESS:
THE LEGEND COMES TO LIFE
PREFACE:

The grand ball of the anniversery of the vampire royal family the vampire royal family,the Reasmussens rule was beautifull with chandeliers of a thousand crystals hanging from the ceiling as the many guests below twirled along to mezmerising موسیقی on the dance floor,the ladys with their spectacular ball gowns and the gentlemen in there dashing suits.Although these were not just any guests these guests were made up of Vampires,Shapeshifters and Witches.

The Resmussens had a baby girl they called سٹار, ستارہ because of her unbelievable...
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posted by Marcus_Ghent
Rahar and the Three Bandits
(aside the three bandits bit. I originally intended this to be a longer, full story but I sorta like it as just a lil moral short /shrug)

Rahar seemed a plain fellow but should آپ ask his دوستوں they would all tell آپ he had the makings of greatness, that he was designed to fullfill integral roles in important events. Indeed there was nothing obviously special about him...unless he chose to دکھائیں you. He wore his black hair long, down past his shoulders to about mid-back. Many loose-fitting rings adorned his calloused hands, though usually these had the impresion...
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posted by mia1emmett
"UGH!" i yelled at the سب, سب سے اوپر of my lungs while trying to swat bugs off my arms and legs. My sister Roxy was laughing at me, well shes the one who lived out here, she was born here but she had to اقدام when she was 5. Roxy is only 5 years older then me, while i am staring highschool shes starting college. the only reson we are moving here is because my mother couldnt stand to be far from Roxy. I hated how Roxy got treated better then me. Mom was calling me to help her اقدام in the سوفی, لٹانا but my brother Ted helped her. Ted like my sister was born here but he adapeted to where ever we went. Ted was...
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posted by tayandkris4evr
 Little Jack
Little Jack
I got some feedback from some people who read my story and they کہا they had a lot of سوالات about it. I didn't explain it as well as I wanted to. So I apologize. I hope this can make up for it. :)
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Everything was burning. It was so hot and my eyes stung. It felt like I was bleeding... badly. I felt dizzy... so dizzy...

I woke up 2 days later in a white room with medical stuff in it. Almost every inch of my body was covered in thick white cloth. I couldn't اقدام my arms یا legs. It was even a strugle to breathe...

I vaguely remembered the fire....
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posted by sevendeadlysins
Normally, this style just isn't me, but I feel like I needed to release all of my wrath, turning it into sadness, eventually.

So, I'm not an emo poem writer, but I just wanted to کریں شائع this piece I literally just wrote.

I am broken
There's no one left to fix me.
All hope is lost
There's so much I will never be.

I am broken
My world has been shattered.
All hope is lost
I am nothing, destroyed and battered.

I am broken
The world around me falls apart.
All hope is lost
There is no chance for a new start.

I am broken
I have been left here on my own.
All hope is lost
There's no one else; I am here alone.

I am broken
The pain is too much for me to bare.
All hope is lost
In the end, the others just don't care.

I was broken
No tears remain in my fearful eyes.
All hope is gone
My world ended with nothing but lies.
Chapter 4
When I woke up I was in an un-familiar place I Jumped from where I was laying down and walked down a flight of stairs
To a room full of people who were pale, I saw Edward and Bella so I
Thought this must be something that Bella knows about. I walked down the
Stairs and demanded I know what was going on, this pale man with blonde
Hair who looked so young came up to me and told me that Bella had come
To save me from losing my life and that Edward brought آپ here. I
Started asking questions:
"Why are آپ guys so pale?"
"Well we are vampires like you"
"But I am not as pale as you, and YOU...
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Preface
In middle school there are always groups there are the popular's with their clothes’, make up, money, and fame.

Then there are the nerds with their books, notes, pencils, and beakers for science class.

The musicians and artists with their instruments, voices, paintbrushes, and masks.

The actors and actresses with all their props, costumes, make up, and outgoingness.

Then there are the gangs though there aren’t many in our school with all the bling. Boom boxes and baggy clothes.

Last there are the jocks with their footballs, uniforms, and nets.

First Period
My Dirty Blonde hair...
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*Note; This is a variation of RachelGal97’s Endless Pain. Same names; just a different plot. Please تبصرہ and tell me if آپ like and what’s your پسندیدہ part*

Endless Pain: Chapter Four

“Selena!” Taylor shouted. She stood up and waved to Selena who stood across from her in the cafeteria. “Over here!”

“Sit down, Taylor!” Demi said, tugging on Taylor’s shirt. “You weird enough as it is.”

“Sorry.” Taylor sat down and crossed her arms.

“Hey guys,” Selena said. She set her tray down and started eating.

Demi and Taylor exchanged glances.

“What’s going on?”

“Nothing.”...
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posted by Percysclique
Chapter 1 – A Prisoner is Set Free

Amorite let the دیوار be her guide as she descended the stairs to the dungeon. A ring of keys dangled from a sash just below her waist. Silently, Amorite tiptoed toward the sleeping guard. Kildee was asleep, but just to be on the محفوظ side, the sixteen سال old girl put a pouch of powder under his nose.

Amorite’s hand shook as she took the pouch away. She knew that what she was doing was forbidden. Amorite had stolen the sleeping powder from Ilea, the healer, yesterday when Ilea had been taking care of a patient. Amorite promised herself she would return...
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