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

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I ♥ Writing

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I ♥ Writing

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BTK

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Writing

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Love

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Fear is emotion,
When آپ fear,
You intend to let yourself cry,
Sometimes آپ don’t even bother to try,
You can’t seem to keep yourself serene,

You want to cry your دل out,
You intend to shout,
Yet آپ can’t always seem to do so,
There seems to be nowhere left to hide,
You desperately want someone سے طرف کی your side,

You don’t want let people know your fears,
So آپ let them go in tears,
When you’re afraid,
You don’t want to be left alone,
You want someone there,
Someone to be there for you,
You want to be kept calm,

Sometimes we’re afraid to even fear,
You begin to hate being alone,...

Reading in bathroom^^

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Eyes

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Source: My cousin made this.

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I ♥ Writing

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My life Please Read!

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Here is my life and of course about me.
My name is Katie Olson.
I am 12 years old.
I love to sing, and I'm not an ear piecer. So in other words I guess I'm pretty good. I don't sing like anyone, I sing like myself.
I have blondish hair.

I love cute clothes and flashy things.
I LOVE to make friends. Online دوستوں exspecially!!!
I love to give advice to anyone who needs some.
Thank آپ for taking your precious time to read this. It really ment alot. If آپ become a پرستار of it, I'll remember to thank you!

p.s If آپ have anything in common with me, یا any questions, please تبصرہ below!
Thanx again!

Darkened Bliss: سیکنڈ Page - Chapter one

posted by Heya

If I took three showers, and washed with 15 shampoos, my hair would still be tangled after an hour. Looi, my brother, always کہا my hair looked like I dyed it, when I didn’t. I looked down, my shoes were already on with the black shoe laces. I felt like I needed to barf. At least that’s what it felt like. Greeting hopped on the counter and stared at me. The brown cat فر, سمور was splotched with black dots and white lines. She is a different cat, that’s why I like her. I looked back at the mirror. Well, آپ look terrible today, I thought.
“Greeting, آپ can’t look...

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How to write a poem

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weird pencils

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My Dream

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Hi, I'm Carl. Okay so this is.....its really weird because. Alright there's been something on my mind for the last couple of weeks. I don't know, Selia, told me to write it down. Its big, its pretty big. So I'm a male prostitute. There was a big silver room. We were all bunched up together on tables, shiny silver tables. they used to put us on drugs and make us have sex with people. There weren't many private rooms and people didn't seem to care anymore.
We lived in the mall at the edge of the city, huge. There was this big pub on the other side of the mall. Sometimes آپ could hear what was...

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Death Targets Ch.5

posted by problematic124

***Please don't copy***
Chapter 5
Faliski's note
Aurora decided to shed the goth for good and came to school looking normal and beautiful. سے طرف کی lunch time everybody was talking about her 'new look'. People treated her مزید nicely and many people asked her to sit at their میز, جدول but she told them she was going to sit with us.
Result:A lot of people are sitting at our میز, جدول trying to win Aurora's attention.Plus with the result of them we can't talk about Friday night. The cool crew sat at our table, there mostly jerks because they think there better than all of us because there either rich, hot, or...

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Angel

posted by SPS

She looks;
Her eyes desperate & fraught
Her body defenseless & weak.
Feelings of vulnerability;
Guilt seeping through her veins.
But what can she do?
She stares.

She stares;
Oblivious to her stare, he hums
Chasing a butterfly, hops & skips;
Not a feather of a burden on his shoulders
As he goes about his carefree life.
She smiles.

She smiles;
Memories come rushing through,
As she first held him in her arms.
‘I will give آپ the world’ she promised.
She lied.
‘You will be the king of the world someday’
This time, he stared, his big blue eyes
Gleaming with innocent mischief, unaware of what fate...