عملی حکمت girls..

East, in this context, resembles the Japanimation یا عملی حکمت for short while the west... I don’t know, cartoon maybe. In the East, we have improper but interesting manuscripts: in the form of “manga” and their final projection, another fine specimen of art, being anime. While we have a method to pick out unfit story for final publishing in the East as the manga system, we have nothing in the Western side. In this side, we have to come up with a good story, add proper proportion of action, drama, and romance if needed, and make it a full-fledged اندازی حرکت show. As compared to East, West...

*at home*

"Jackie, put down that book! آپ need a break from doing unnecessary studying, and get some fresh air outside. Me and Kaylee are going outside to shoot some hoops, آپ should come with." Chloe said. Jackie looked up from her book. "I have all the air i could ever want right here." Jackie said, pushing up her glasses with her index finger and continued reading. "Ugh! You're no fun!" Kaylee said.

*after school*

*the girls walk through the door with their father* Jackie, Chloe and Kaylee sat at the میز, جدول in the kitchen, staring down at their sandwich's. "Dad........" Kaylee said. "What...

Here's the 4th Chapter!!

Characters
NYLE - a 15 سال old soccer prodigy. He is also quite gifted, with an interesting physique.
Hair Color: Dark Purple. پسندیدہ Sport: Soccer

R - a 16 سال old Student Council Officer. He's aloof and always ditches his council duties.
Hair color: Deep Green. Real name: Rheo. SC Position: Vice President.

Link to گزشتہ chapter:
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BAUDELAIRE'S CUBE
by hiraite

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Chapter 4: Baudelaire Student Council

Nyle looks at them while R looks away, avoiding them.

“You...

I will never stop

My life has not been easy.
But that never has brought me down.
When ever they say that I couldn’t do it.
I proved them wrong.
Working hard never letting go.

I was shunned, feared and hated.
I was being misunderstood.
But that didn’t stop me.
I would prove my worth.
I would let them see who I really am.

Then the years progressed.
There were some that believed in me.
It made me happy.
That something I had achived.
I was no longer alone.

But there was one.
Always arrogant and sure of himself.
Thought he was better then me.
Annoying and making me look bad.
I pointed him out as my rival.

He would...