Writing A Story That Needs To Be Told سے طرف کی Matthew Berkowitz

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

I stroll down Western Avenue with a blue coin پرس, تھیلی 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,...

    Grey pulled away from the house. I sat inside on the couch. Our house had deep brown walls, and light brown hard-wood floors. There were knick-knacks everywhere. Pictures of Grey’s family hung on the walls. None of mine, though, I prefer to keep mine in my suitcase.
    It may seem odd, but I keep all my belongings in my suitcase. I’m afraid if I unpack something bad will happen.
    The brown سوفی, لٹانا I sat on, and musty smell of the house grew old on me. I walked outside to the front porch. It was one of the nice, white, wrap-around...

George Clark looked at his newborn son Lucas. Devestated at the death of his wife, he wonders why she couldn't stop her alcoholic addiction, especially for her own child. After they found out she was pregnant, George encouraged her to go to theorpy, have interventions, یا anything to stop her addiction. Nothing would help. Even knowning that she had a son on the way, she still drank. George refused to raise Luke all سے طرف کی himself. He felt like he wouldn't be a good enough single father to raise him. He tried for a month, but took Luke to an orphanage, hoping that his son would be adopted and have...

As they were drawing close to Howl, I got jealous and defensive all of a sudden. "Hey! He's not used to so many people around him, so back off!" One of the girls looked at me and said,"Take a chill pill,k'? We just like him." Debbie flashed her evil green eyes at me and said,"Yeah Lilith. Maybe he would like to see a real woman for once instead of a little pathetic nobody like you." Something inside of me just burst into flames. She's kept going and going, calling me trashy because of how my tank سب, سب سے اوپر was دکھانا my naval. I gave her a cold hard stare and said,"You're jealous because I have...

Early in the afternoon. All of my sisters and her دوستوں are so excited about this trip to an actual wild forested area in Africa. I'm kinda on the fence about it, and I'm trying to start my own pool to see if my sister and her دوستوں will spaz out before they set foot on real jungle grass. He he. It's going to be so hilarious watching these spoiled rich brats take a look at a place without electricity, room-service, houses, pluming, and money usage. It's a high-heel free zone, and they're still wearing those screaming sequined death traps that their so-called "natural born perfected" feet...

The two figures walked silently in unity, their feet trudging through the high snow. Both their faces were wet with tears, and the girl clutched a bundle of bright red roses. They stopped immediately in front of a strong iron gate beside a small cozy church, adorned with brilliant Christmas lights, and inside voices sang in chorus to familiar Christmas songs.
They both stared beyond, unsure of whether to go in یا not. The red-headed boy made his decision first and leaned on the gate, crying into his hands. The girl seemed unable to look at him, and her gaze was locked سے طرف کی a white marble tombstone...

    I woke up to a gloomy day. The reaping. I sigh, and get out of bed. I get dressed in a blue dress. I look into the mirror. My mom comes into the room, and braids my black hair. Everyday, she tells me I برداشت, ریچھ a strong resemblance to my father, but she never tells me who he is. "You look remarkable!" she says. She sighs. "Isabella Everdeen... I hope that name isn't pulled"
    "That game is foolishness! There are countless names in Panem. There are 24 tributes. Two of them from District 12. We havn't won in 36 years. 15 of them, I've been alive. 3 of...

    I woke up to a gloomy day. The reaping. I sigh, and get out of bed. I get dressed in a blue dress. I look into the mirror. My mom comes into the room, and braids my black hair. Everyday, she tells me I برداشت, ریچھ a strong resemblance to my father, but she never tells me who he is. "You look remarkable!" she says. She sighs. "Isabella Everdeen... I hope that name isn't pulled"
    "That game is foolishness! There are countless names in Panem. There are 24 tributes. Two of them from District 12. We havn't won in 36 years. 15 of them, I've been alive. 3 of...

Chapter 3

    In front of me was a world like no other. Danny called it BOES but it was nowhere near being a building. There were trees everywhere. In the distance were a couple mountains. There were so many plants, trees, flowers, lakes, ponds, and hills that it could almost be described as a fairy world. I almost thought it was a fairy world from seeing a bunch of pretty mermaids in the ponds, gigantic آگ کے, آگ breathing dragons in the sky, naiads, centaurs, and many مزید mythological animals that I can’t name. There were even real animals, like elephants and cats, cheetahs,...

Hi, this is the 17th chapter of My True Love. Some of آپ may have not read it, if آپ havent then please read on, but آپ might want to go and check out the others first (they are all on my page) the next-and last!- chapter will be گیا کیا پوسٹ in a few days so, keep and eye out and I hope آپ enjoy!
Love Twilightsauce

We had all come here for a picnic today, in the meadow, because it was a sunny day. We were all here the whole pack and all of the Cullen’s. The meadow was deserted and it looked peaceful and serene with قوس قزح spots dancing around.
Nessie was heavily pregnant and our baby was due...

Okay first of let me start out سے طرف کی saying that I know this (meaning my عنوان is a song.) So plz don't say anything about it. سیکنڈ This story is not fully developed, me and my friend only have chapter one and we don't even know what it's about yet lol. the last thing i need to say is that i can not spell, okay! so if آپ don't have anything nice to say plz don't say it at all. now the story hope آپ enjoy. :)p.s that doesn't me آپ cant tell me what آپ think of the story, if u thought it was bad say so, but in a nice way. don't destroy my dream!!! Okay now the story.
Preface
I hid my eyes...

Chapter 2: “Ilia,” he whispered into my ear as we walked across the soft meadows surrounding the manor, “how magnificent your beauty is.” Arik’s words curling around me seducing me completely, he had been doing so since the moment he arrived. “Please sit,” he asked as he took my dainty hands into his large rough ones. Today I had worn green to emphasize the one feature about myself I cherished the most, though he begged to differ. I sunk into the grass, soft like moss still holding his hand ever so lightly. He kneeled beside me, chasing away the strands of hair that flickered...

"Good to see آپ again, Rigel." I کہا slyly. He was so startled سے طرف کی my appearance that he knocked a stack of papers off his ڈیسک and almost fell backwards. He stared up at me in horror. I jumped down from the windowsill. "What happened?" I asked threateningly, "You just--" I shrugged, "decided not to answer back." "Um…I… I just…" He stuttered. "Why would آپ switch sides like that?" I asked dangerously. "All I did… I just…" He stammered again. I slammed him against the desk. "I told آپ in the beginning that once آپ get into this آپ don't back out." I hissed. He staggered back against...

The دن Liz steped foot in her grandma's old house there was a strang feeling in the air. When Liz stoped unpacking she went out to the little town that she and her دوستوں had made. The town was in a crest of bushes and trees. Liz got some of her toys and went out side to the town. She had started playing with her dolls when she saw a گلابی تیتلی flying around her. Liz got up and tryed to get it but it went through a بش on the right side اگلے to the house. Liz looked at the buch but she saw a brown thing. Liz crawled under the بش and saw the brown thing covered with vines. Liz cleared...

ارے guys, this is the سیکنڈ chapter, the first one didnt have a عنوان remeber??? i hope u do lol.....



The darkness, it is something i have allways been afraid of, somthing that would always catch me in the end. But sometimes the darkness, is safer than the real world.

I was coming to, but i stayed still, and hoped it was all a dream, i prayed for some sort of dream, a nightmare. Anything. I breathed in the air, i whimpered. No pancakes. just grease, and dust. i opened my eyes, and quickly glanced around the cafe, i notticed some of the tables and chairs were upturned, and i could hear harsh...

A car crash, could my parents be that careless that I can’t even get a ride ہوم from the hospital without getting in another life threatening situation? Could they care so little about my safety and well being that they’d almost kill me again? “I CAN’T DO THIS ANYMORE!” I hear I boys’ voice shout stridently. It was Matt, “I can’t just be your guardian angel! I have to be with آپ forever now! Why can’t آپ stay out of trouble Elizzy?” No one’s ever called me that before, not my parents, babysitters, friends, یا even crazy old people…I like it! “Is that why آپ abandoned...

CHAPTER 1



I opened my light blue eyes to buttery sunshine flooding through my window; no surprise despite the fact it was December 7. I live in Atlanta, Georgia, an always warm, always sunny place. The trees were always a brilliant green, the air always warm, and clouds rarely blocked the sky.
I detested it. Nothing against Atlanta itself, it was just too green, too bright, too hot. . . The air was thick and the humidity was high, and the unforgiving sun constantly beat down on my forehead. Maybe it's just me, but I fail to understand how anyone could possibly live in a place with even this much...

It has been about two years since I’ve seen Matt, but I kept him in my mind, knowing he was real. Since then I have become sick with a deadly disease known as Typhoid fever. It gave me chest pain, rashes, weakness, and congestion. My family found out when my mother was dyeing her hair blonder and listening to heavy metal clueless of what was to come.
“Hey, mommy, can I-“ I felt dizzy, the room span around, then I passed out onto the hard cold باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ floor, my parents rushed over to me, and found my pulse was slowing down. I woke up only to hear wailing sounds from someone crying. A opened...

So I had a really deep idea for a story, but I couldn't really start it. So instead I kind of started writing it from a plot point halfway through. I would love some feedback!!!


He looked at the dresser, fingering all the small things on top. The bottle of Marc Jacobs perfume, the skull and crossbone earrings, and the hairbrush that had “Maddy Starr” etched into the slender wooden handle. Everything about it was so perfect; he began to wonder what this girl was doing here, with him. He’d told himself he’d never find the perfect woman, and there she was; ready to fall right into his arms....