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I woke up the اگلے day. I was always the first one to wake up in m house always have been always will be. I began to wake up and get changed out of yesterdays clothes. Sadly I didn't put on my pajamas. I Began to make my بستر as the smell of بیکن led me down stairs. I went downstairs to eat. I so my dad and he gave me his forgive me look. I looked at the میز, جدول and saw 3 bowls of cereal. "Dad where's my food?" As I کہا that he placed a plate with Bacon, chocolate milk, ٹوسٹ drizzled in honey, and three little sausages. "Dad I-". He cut me off before I could finish. "I am so sorry about yesterday honey I really didn't mean to say that. I know how sensitive آپ are. "It's alright dad. Forgive and forget. So what time is it". I asked almost drooling over the amazing breakfast I had in front of me. "It's 6:00 in the morning. And I think آپ have at least an گھنٹہ before your siblings wake up". I began eating. About ten منٹ later I was finally done. I walked back up the stairs. To the bathroom I went I closed the door slowly so that I wouldn't wake up Amanda. I washed my face with cold water. Then I grabbed my toothbrush and washed it because Riley probably spit on it. I began to brush my teeth. As I do that I hear my mom knock as quite as she could. "Honey is that you". I rinsed my mouth with water and کہا yes. "ok good so آپ and your father are happy again?"
She asked just to make sure nothing was wrong. "Yes of course he apologized". I کہا as I walked out. "Good now can آپ help me with something". She asked me looking a little uneasy. Its probably school related. "Can آپ help me pack... their bags for school." Of course I didn't want to but I had nothing better to do then help. I کہا sure and we went down stairs. I began to pack jesse's backpack. I pack his usually crayons, his دکھائیں n'tell. and I put his thermos on his side backpack pocket. It was انگور juice. I remember Keisha and I both hated anything involving Grapes. I then closed his backpack and began packing my brothers backpack. Riley and I are twins so I know what he needs. I know he needs his biology homework that his teacher assigned. I knew he wasn't done so I put the unfinished paper on a shelf above me. So he would think he forgot. I then pack a box of mechanical pencils mom had recently bought. Then I packed his آئی پوڈ, ipod for the bus. He plays lead گٹار in his buddies garage. Then I grab Riley's thermos and put it in his side pouch of his backpack. I remember Keisha thought Riley was super hot. I laughed at her every time she would stare at him. Riley was so clueless. He never realized Keisha liked him. Until she was gone. I began to pack Amanda's tote bag with her usual items. and I gave her the water bottle she carries everywhere with her. It didn't take that long to do. But my mom is pregnant and I mostly help her out. As I did that Jesse came down stairs. He ran into the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ and began to eat his cap'N'crunch. Then Everyone heard Amanda's Justin Beiber alarm clock start singing "BABY BABY BABY OHH!!!" Me and Keisha laughed our buts off at my sisters obsession to Justin. She soon came down in her pajamas. Amanda is 16 so it's kind of weird to see a girl her age in Justin Bieber Pajamas. After that Riley came down super annoyingly. "Hey ہوم slice". He کہا trying to make Jesse laugh. After that they all went upstairs to get ready. Today was green دن at school. And Amanda being student body president. She came down with green spray on her hair. And she was so decked out in green she could be leprechaun. As they all were ready to go to school I heard the school bus horn honk. As they all ran out to catch the bus. I waved bye and as the school bus rolled away. I then went up stairs to get ready for ہوم school... Yep ہوم school.
posted by Kornez
Fae
سے طرف کی Phil

It was raining.
That's what I was told was happening when I was born.
Here I am now, alone without a mother and a distant father.
I often think he blames me for her death. I often cry when those thoughts come. My dad tells me we're moving to a city in Texas. Usually when people اقدام somewhere new, it was like having a new life. Not to me. Here we are in a new house, new school and new friends. I feel so down as I sit in the cafeteria. I just want to let it all out in tears. But then a voice awoke me from my gloom. A sweet and gentle voice.
“May I sit with you?”
Were the words...
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posted by username01
Emma sat up on her bed, reading her پسندیدہ book series, "Twilight". The class seemed to drag on longer than the others. Was it because the دن was finally coming to a close, یا because I was waiting for his tight fist to loosen? It never did; he continued to sit so still it looked like he- She began in her head until her phone began to ring. Emma answered it. "Hello?" She said. "Emma?" The voice on the other line asked. "Yes, Sophie?" Emma laughed. "Whats up?"
"I need your help,"
"With what?" Emma turned to the اگلے page.
"I need my medicine from the doctor. I have had.. er.. very bad heart...
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posted by Problematic129
*Inspired سے طرف کی the Haunted Mansion ride and movie, it's a short story یا one-shot. But I'm thinking of adding more, please tell me your thoughts! Please don't copy and please read and review*
Somewhere in this world, around the 1800’s (1822 to be exact), is where it all started. A time when young ladies wore puffy dresses, and men had fancy pocket watches and a ھٹی, ترش mood. Yes, the perfect time, for the perfect story, یا at least the beginning that is.
    You see a story always has a beginning, and for this one my dear readers, it begins at Marratal’s Mansion. As usual,...
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posted by rainchibi
The constant pecking on the window awoke me. I opened my eyes to the darkness of the room. The dark haze enveloped any sign of light, leaving only traces of thin outlines. A tinged of excitement and fear passed through me. The ticking of the clock just added to the anxiety that was crawling over me. I knew it had come, like it had many nights before. It was then I noticed that the pecking I had heard before had stopped, only to be replaced سے طرف کی the howls of the winter winds. I sat up to see the binds swaying back and forth. Through the cracks I saw the shadow that had awaken me many nights before,...
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posted by emmab13
3 stories I wrote in my creative writing class. Enjoy.
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No Ordinary Day
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She was no ordinary babysitter. She would
growl and hiss. Bite and snap. I came ہوم one دن to find her trying to devour my child. I ran to the child and out of the house. To the graveyard I ran. I don't know why, but I felt محفوظ there. With little Lucy on my back, I walked around the graveyard only to find a suspicious grave, but it was no ordinary grave. There was a large hole right in front of it. I walked around curious to know what it...
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posted by blackrose294
Shattered Heart


The Drunken Man​
​I am sitting in a small bar, drinking a virgin سٹرابیری, اسٹرابیری daiquiri, when a man stumbles towards me. He appears quite drunk, and he keeps calling out, “Marie, Marie!” I pretend not to notice, but it’s pretty obvious that his target is me. When he reaches my seat, he swallows me in a big برداشت, ریچھ hug. I hold my breath since he smells of beer, and think “Who is this man?” When he finally lets me go, he is still beaming at me, so I fake a smile and say, “Um, hi?”
​He whacks me on the back with a huge grin. “Long time, no see, Marie! Ha-ha, I just...
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I was in my room waiting for my mom to tell me to get ready for her to teach me. As I wait I remember Keisha. I look around my room to see if there is anything that does remind me of Keisha. Sadly everything reminds me of Keisha. Like the Bratz doll that sits on my dresser. Keisha gave it to me for my 9th birthday. It looks just like me. Then I look at my stained Cat in The Hat pillow. I remember her coming over one دن and we were hyper and we spilled a ton of چیری, آلو بالو رس, جوس on it. We looked liked we were sorry but we were laughing so hard on the inside. I look over at my huge مچھلی stuffed animal...
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posted by shelby666
so this started out like any other time آپ bake کوکیز except one I'm horrible at baking my کوکیز are like hockey pucks and I know that because my brother has used them in his shooting practice and they haven't chipped a bit سیکنڈ of all I was on my سیکنڈ batch and the others were right beside me so that meant I knew all annoying little bits of making کوکیز and my brother ,Jake was being so annoying even مزید than the کوکیز so I nearly picked up the near سے طرف کی hockey stick (the house was littered with them Jake had hundreds) and bang a کوکیز against him I could Jake taught me how...
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posted by Kornez
The Western Tractor
سے طرف کی Kornez


What do آپ get if آپ پار, صلیب a cowboy who lives in the west, and a ٹریکٹر that he thinks is a horse?
Let's find out.

Chapter 1: Ivan

“Get your ugly lug off my lawn!” A farmer shouted at a man who was trying to lead his بھیڑوں, بھیڑ off of the farmers property.
“I will count to three, if they not off, I'll turn 'em into pillows!” The farmer shouted holding up his shot gun.
The shepherd quickly had his بھیڑوں, بھیڑ away in an instant.
“Hey kid!” The farmer shouted.
“Yeah?” The shepherd asked nervously.
“That was fun, come back again sometime, it gets rather boring...
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posted by Attirox2
My eyes were glued to the pavement as I walked ہوم from school. All I could feel were stinging tears falling from eyes and onto my cheeks, the rest of my body was numb. Everything around me felt small and useless. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned around to be face to face with Ryan, my best friend. یا at least he was until today. He stared confused at me offering nothing but his gray eyes that were bigger than saucers. "Jenna why'd آپ run off like that?" He started slowly trying to hide his fidgeting; he fidgeted when he was nervous. But I couldn't even look at him all I could do...
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posted by bessiebuzzer
I know fighting is bad. But I have been taking her crap for years. I knew as soon as she کہا Keisha death was alright I wanted to kill her. I remember as soon as she کہا what she did I went right up to her... "What did آپ just say?" I remember her face. It looked like she knew she would regret saying that about Keisha in front of me. "Nothing NerdBrain." I gave her the biggest death glare. I knew I would miss my bus so I walked off. Then thinking she was all squeaky clean She began talking to the clones again. Then not knowing I was still listening She uttered. "Gee I'm Glad Keisha's dead....
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