A Formula For Writing A Great Story سے طرف کی Dr. Ken Atchity

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...

Liz's grandma had died last night. Liz was at her HUGE house on long island. Just then her family was called in to the house. Liz's Grandma's will had been read and her grandma had left her family the 200 acor house! Liz had always liked the house. It was big with a thach play house and 3 log cabens to play in ,a big lake and pool, a forest that went around the property, a rose garden, a walled garden and a سیب, ایپل orcherd in back. Not to mention a few other things. Her family went ہوم that night knowing they would اقدام in to the house. Liz would not chang schools because the house was so close...

As twilight fell over Paris, it was as though reality loosened its hold. The ancient and modern buildings battled for domination of the street, and of one’s senses. The juxtaposition of old and new was on the precipice of being overwhelming. We were all caught in limbo between the past and present.

Limbo wasn’t a good place for me. My thoughts sprang out and ranged in all directions, with nothing solid to contain them. There were no comforting boundaries in the area between dreams and reason, and nowhere to hide.

I told myself that I shouldn’t the horizon, that I don’t need boundaries,...

I'm not very good at poems, but hgfan5602 is so inspiring that I had to give it a try. I graduated another school the other دن (I won't say what grade) and I'll be going to another school اگلے year. A lot of my دوستوں are going separate ways. So I wrote this. I hope it's good, it's my very first poem in a long time.

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It hurts to let go
But I have to
Because it can't last forever
Nothing can

I wish I could hold on
And think of everything we've done together
As a family
The family we've been all these years
So many years
So many memories
Killed in the blink of an eye
Yet lasting
Hanging on
Surviving

Our...

(warning this first part is going to be a little graphic so please do not رپورٹ this if آپ are going to be a hater just leave this مضمون right now)

"Come on get down on your knees now!" "No!" is all I could scream to him. He has held me here for three months now and I could tell why now. All the molesting, all the nice treatment, lead up to this moment here and now. He was planning rape. He shoved me onto my hands and knees and all I could let out was a cry. "Oh shut up it'll be over before آپ know it" He says as he stands over me his legs holding my hips so I can't try and crawl away....

THis is just a fiction love story i made myself.....Enjoy :)


Once upon a time there was a couple dating.Their names were Courtney and Jake. They were so happy together but Jake had a secret. He was secretly dating another girl, Ariel. One night while Courtney was at jake's apartment she heard Jake's phone buzz indacating that he had gotten a text. Jake was in his room so she decided she would look at the text.When she read it, she was heartbrocken.
It said, "Hey jakey when آپ are done with Courtney come to my place, i have somthing for you."
When Jake come into the living room, he was greeted...

    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 شراب 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....

It wasn’t a surprise when me and Kaden were almost struck سے طرف کی lightning AGAIN! Zeus was the god of the skies and he hated us. It wasn’t our fault our mom had a vengeful personality یا that Zeus couldn’t keep his pants up. I can never decide who has مزید blame but if they weren’t like this I wouldn’t be alive. I was the only one of Apollo’s kids to have the sun power which meant I warmed up faster so I easily dried after me and Kaden jumped in the lake to avoid the lightning. But Kaden was still soaked to the bone and some how his black hair and dark blue eyes seemed darker making...

In Bester Middle School there are things آپ should know and things آپ should not.
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"Alexis",said her teacher mr.trumpower "You havent turned in the last 3 assignments."

"Sorry?"

"Have them on my ڈیسک monday morning یا detention."

She nodded and walked away.Mr.Trumpower was genrally a pretty cool teacher,not to nice but not to mean,just very stern.

"What was all that about?" asked Alexis's best friend Heather

"Nothing just havent turned in work."

"Oh well آپ should get it in,dont want him in a bad mood monday."

"Since when have آپ cared about work?"...

Eddie Krinshaw walked down the side walk of the Ulysses S. Grant comunity park. It was almost dark and the sun was starting to set. He needed to get ہوم before his curfew, یا his parents would get mad. He walked through the park gates, then across the سٹریٹ, گلی to his house. Just as he was getting ready to do his homework, there was a pounding on his window. He waited until the pounding stopped, then he opened the window to see his friend Vincent Samson standing there with a dart gun in his hands. "What are آپ doing!" کہا Eddie. "I found this cool construction site down town" کہا Vincent.
"And...