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I remember the دن of September “Mommy Daddy” when my mom and dad and I were walking in a pitch-black dark hallway. I heard screams, crying, shouts my Mom told me there are things in this world we wont understand. She was right I had no clue what was going on here only god did.

My Dad took off his locket that my Mom gave to him he placed it around my neck and let go I felt the cold golden chain around my neck I looked down. At the golden and silver locket I gently held the locket in my hand I pressed a button and it opened up. There I saw a picture of my Mom on the left side and a picture of my Dad on the right and beautiful موسیقی played I closed it and when I closed the locket.

My Mom and Dad were lying on the muddy floor Mom Dad no I fell onto my knees I looked at there pale faces. Rubbed my thumb on my Mothers face her eyes were closed with a smile. But blood was all over her how could آپ smile I felt tears run down my cheeks to my lips. I turned to my dad and کہا may god be with آپ my father’s eye were open blood dripped down his lip blood was all over him. I felt a surge of anger I whispered to my mom don’t worry I will kill whoever did this I promise.

I suddenly woke from the sound of my alarm I turned my head slapped my alarm clock ugh eight o clock in the morning. I sat up on my بستر rubbed my eyes got up from my old bed. Walked to my کوٹ hanger that’s سے طرف کی my door grabbed my gray sweater. I picked up my phone off of my میز, جدول سے طرف کی my بستر I dialed johns number ارے john. John are آپ there I herd a loud burp threw the phone oh sick man!!! That’s just nasty. Anyway I was wondering when you’re coming ہوم oh well about five four three two one. And the door opened up john I ran to him and hugged him I missed آپ dude. He hugged back I missed آپ to. Man the people in Canada are funny. But the people in Africa are stinky that’s why we gave them bath supplies.

Want some coffee I کہا sure I went over to the counter میز, جدول I took a jar of my Dads coffee recipe I took the ingredients and the paper to tell me what to do. I carefully followed the ingredients soon it was done I took two mugs from my cup cabinet I laid them out onto the counter. I took johns mug held it in my hand I got the coffee poured it into johns mug I walked towards him gave him the coffee I got my cup stood سے طرف کی the میز, جدول put my arms on a cold old wooden chair. So john کہا I have herd about the killer that killed you’re parents in the dark old hallway. I got an image of her I was at Africa and they کہا she helped them out she would come at night.

They called her their little angel okay I کہا with a curious face on why would they call her that? John threw a picture of her it slid to the edge of the table. I picked it up there was a tall skinny girl about my age so that means she’s twenty one she had snow white hair with neon colored highlights. She had a machine gun in one hand and a machete in the other he black bangs covered her left eye she had a long black sweater with short baggy jeans she had moved her head cause her hair was in the air and some of the hair swung in her face. Oh her name is gem کہا john Okay let me get this strait they think a killer is there angel this is a complete joke yah know. No its not کہا john she’s you’re killer the one آپ are going to kill. But she’s a girl what’s so dangerous about her. Dude anyone with those kinds of weapons’ are dangerous true so how are we going to find her how are we going kill her where is she man you’re hot کہا john. I am what? What کہا john آپ کہا I was hot no I didn’t yes I herd you. Oh I wasn’t talking about آپ silly I was talking about this picture of a really hot girl.

What’s her name I asked not really caring her name is ivory he told me everything about her like her birthday when she was born what size she was he knew everything about her even things I did not want to know. Trust me آپ wouldn’t want to know both I went to john’s side and glanced at the picture he was looking at a Blondie with green eyes. She were a neon blue tank and a black سکرٹ, گھیرنا that stopped at her feet she were no shoes at all. She had a چھری in one hand she had cat ears with a cattail. He کہا they were both assassins’ and one of them are blind just were not sure witch one is it all then came back to me I remembered two demonic sisters staring at me when I was crying my eyes out one walked away the other tried to calm me down.

Stop it I told myself stop remembering stop I always hated remembering my parents death I heard john in the background saying calm down are آپ okay what’s going on I couldn’t answer I tried to speak but nothing came out but little squeaks. Then I herd a very soft faint voice “Tim Tim” why so scared I thought I was just a wimpy girl I tried to speak one last time and I was able to I کہا who whose there. I quickly turned to catch whoever was there nothing was there just a dark room I couldn’t see my own hand in front of my face I herd john scream get away be gone demon

I couldn’t see what was going on but I saw a white glow and there I saw john trying to find something to grab onto. As he was being dragged what was going on I thought I ran towards him and fell over a chair uh crap I tried to get up but I would just fall I crawled to the outside of the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ I called for johns name “john john” where are آپ I lifted my hand to feel walls یا doors یا objects that could be in my way. Then I saw the glow come back I could make out a form a human it was in a long white روب, چغہ it reached out its hand and grabbed my hand and lifted me up immediately I felt my leg heal I could walk Jesus? I asked it shook its head no god?

No well who are آپ I کہا in a shaky voice the light dimmed down I saw beautiful snow white hair, but I saw something that really disturbed me her she had wings but they were not bird wings یا angel wings I am not even sure if there demon wings they were made out of bones bone wings I guess, she had all kind of neon colors for streaks she had black bangs that covered her left eye I saw her eyes adjust to the darkness around the room her eyes turned from gray to white she had nothing but white eyes, I felt a very cold chill go threw the air and she opened up her mouth and spoke her voice was so soothing she کہا don’t worry I wont hurt آپ I quickly looked down I was scared if I looked something would happen. She touched my back look up and face me john don’t be afraid of me how can I trust آپ آپ killed my parents I could tell she was mad for her voice raised face me now I looked up and straitened my back and looked down at her She was tall but she stopped at the very سب, سب سے اوپر of my neck. So she was a couple of inches smaller than me you’re name is gem isn’t it she nodded her head in disappointment she knew right away that I knew who she was. I walked over to my چھری compartment got a چھری and held it behind my back she kept looking at my arm behind my back for I bet she knew I had a چھری that I was ready to kill her. She put her and on my face then on my for head and on my cheek she moved the hair out of my face I giggled it tickled when her hands went through my hair you’re blind I کہا in shock her cheeks turned red red as a چیری, آلو بالو she looked down at her feet tears went down her face.

I lifted her face up with my pointer finger its okay I forgive آپ she smiled and hugged me her cold clammy hands ran through my hair. I wrapped my arms around her once I felt comfortable she then stopped running her fingers through my hair she started slipping from my arms I didn’t fell her the little glow from her was gone I felt something wet on my شرٹ, قمیض I looked down slowly and there was red blood stained into my white shirt. Oh heck no I bent down and I saw my چھری that I put down on the floor how did this happen? There was john panting no need to thank me Tim all the thanks I need is are friendship I gave him a look like I was going to kill him.

He then knew what was going on oh so she’s good and not bad and yawl were just starting to bee دوستوں and I probably destroyed the friendship that was going to happen. So now what we both shrugged are shoulders while we looked at the dying angel. Want go get پیزا NO I DON’T WANT TO I WANT TO SAVE THIS ANGEL I DON’T WWANT TO HAVE SOMEONE DIE IN ARE HOUSE WERE GONNA SAVE HER WETHER آپ LIKE IT یا NOT GOT IT!!!!!! Got it he کہا I walked over to my سوفی, لٹانا and took my blanket that was on the سوفی, لٹانا went over to gem and wrapped it around her john go start the car. He ran quickly to the door opened up the door and ran out to the car I picked gem up and looked at her and whispered its okay I ran outside towards johns black Honda hurry he کہا I jumped into the car we headed for the hospital I held her delicately in my arms her eyes were wide open her pure white eyes turned black fully black I just stared at her john put one of his hands around me its okay dude she will make it she’s an angel yah but I mean listen Tim she will make it. Trust me I shook my head and کہا yes to him but I was doubting she would make it its not possible I thought john kept driving he spoke words of wisdom to calm me down nothing helped I just looked at her sadly.

Hours went سے طرف کی driving in the hot smelly car blood all over me john still talking and praying. I would talk to gem just to make sure she was alive........what will happen in part2
Chapter Twenty One

Michael stared at his wife and then, to the stranger standing اگلے to Mac before heading back to Jamie and asked her a question, “Jamie, what was going around here?”

Shocked of seeing her husband here instead of later, Jamie put Izzie down and watching the little girl running off to her father and started tugging Michael’s sleeve to tell him that she want him to pick her in his arms right away, Jamie stared at her husband picking Izzie up and holding her into his arms while asking him, “Michael, why are آپ here this early?”

Staring at his wife’s face and while holding...
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posted by ChiliPepperLuv
People say flowers are beautiful.
They're beautiful, that's true.
They also provide oxygen for us.
People say weeds are ugly.
They apparently have no value,
Nor do they deserve to live.
I'm not talking weeds that grow in the garden.
I'm talking about wild plants.
Well, weeds are flowers, too.
Just give them a chance.
Once آپ get to know them, they're amazing.
They can be just as pretty as flowers.
I may not be an orchid یا a sunflower.
I may not be a rose یا an iris.
I'm مزید of a dandelion.
I may be a weed, but I'm not so bad.
Give me half a chance. I'm pretty neat.
So, weeds are flowers, too.
Get to know them. They're pretty great.
added by XRoryX
Source: Quote سے طرف کی Steven Pressfield
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posted by ZekiYuro
Probably the most famous film commenting on the twentieth-century technology is Modern Times,made in 1936.Charlie Chaplin was motivated to make the film سے طرف کی a reporter who,while interviewing him,happened to describe the working conditions in industrial Detroit.Chaplin was told that healthy young farm boys were lured to the city to work on automotive assembly lines.Within 4 یا 5 years,these young men's health was destroyed سے طرف کی the stress of work in the factories.
The film opens with a shot of a mass of بھیڑوں, بھیڑ making their way down a crowded ramp.
Abruptly,the film shifts to a scene of factory workers...
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posted by hgfan5602
It's cold in this room
Without your warmth for me
Hard to say the truth
Can I say it now....
I love آپ

Am I so ashamed
To love you?
Oh no I'm not....
And I feel your warmth upon me
Everyday

CHORUS
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I will still love آپ everyday of my life
Ever since
I came on your watch
And every منٹ of my life

I will still love آپ every سیکنڈ today
Cherishing all the moments that we had
Together

And I will bring every moment I've had
Together, with آپ
I will still love آپ everyday of my life
And no one will
Keep me away from آپ
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It's so cold here...
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posted by hgfan5602
I will remember آپ always.
Will آپ remember me?
That is a سوال for آپ to answer,
And not me.

I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.

Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
آپ will always be in my heart.
For I know that آپ will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.

All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every منٹ of it
Is in my heart.

I will tend to the fire
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
posted by para-scence
"Thank you, miss. We'll look over your application as soon as we can," the nice receptionist smiled. I nodded thankfully. She eyed me curiously, and glanced at my application. "Um, how old are you?" she asked.

"Twenty two," I said, without breaking a sweat. I'd been prepared for that. I'm actually fifteen, but maybe I could pass for a very short, very young looking adult. She nodded, but since she had no proof I was lying, she let me go. I walked down the streets, the sun beating down on me. I could tell سے طرف کی the brightness in the sky, I was late. I picked up the pace, and started running. Dogs...
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posted by Kimi4312
Chapter One:Broken Hearted Boy,
In a small town texas, two twin girls named Hayley and Hayden lived with their grandparents for all their life since they were born, Hayden has long dark brown hair with red steaks and beautiful brown eyes and glowing skin, Hayley has short light brown hair and brown eyes and she look identical to Hayden as twin, they also live with their anut Alice who has blonde hair and hazel brown eyes and tan skin, the twins went to school one day, Hayley notices her twin looked so sleepy and had no sleep "are آپ okay?" Hayley ask Hayden "no I just had a bad dream last night"...
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A Studio Executive Told Me The Beetlejuice Script Would Ruin My Career سے طرف کی Larry Wilson via FilmCourage.com.
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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...
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posted by fly210
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...
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posted by potterrox
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,...
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Hannibal Lecter Is Not The Bad Guy In The Silence of the Lambs سے طرف کی Scott Myers via FilmCourage.com.
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Writing Dialogue Is Instinctual سے طرف کی Erik Bork via FilmCourage.com.
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What It's Like To Pitch A Movie Idea To Ridley Scott سے طرف کی Corey Mandell via FilmCourage.com.
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What Do آپ Want Your Life To Be When آپ Look Back? سے طرف کی Chapman یونیورسٹی Professor Paul Joseph Gulino via FilmCourage.com.
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Advice To A Screenwriter Working On Their First Script سے طرف کی Peter Russell from STORY EXPO 2014 via link For مزید videos, please visit link
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