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posted by noahnstar1616
-One Week Later-
"Let's go, we're going to be late for school", Francine called from outside my front door.

I hopped my way toward her, since I apparently sprained my ankle on the night of the accident. "Thanks for the help." I roll my eyes. She grabs my کتابیں off the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ table, and I grabbed my crutches.

-At School-
Zoey was waiting for us at the entrance. "Finally!"

I came toward her. "Nice to see you, too." They helped me to my locker. "Why didn't آپ guys come see me in the hospital?"

"I don't like hospitals. They're fill of sick people and germs", کہا Zoey.

"And I had a soccer game", کہا Francine.

"For the entire week, Francine", I asked.

"Well..not the entire week..", She trailed off.

"Cameron came to visit me."

They both gasped. "He did? Why", they asked in unison.

"Well, he was the one who hit me. And he was keep me caught up in school."

"Did he the She Devil", Zoey asked.

That's one of our nicknames for Mercury. "Yeah."

"Did she say anything to you", asked Francine.

"She told me that I saw his car and jumped in front of it."

"Was Cameron in the room", they both asked.

"Of course not." The گھنٹی, بیل rung. "Help me to my first class." They did.

-after school-
Francine, Zoey, and I rode the school and got off at Zoey and Francine's stop.

As we went towards Zoey's house, I told them about the spark I felt when Cameron touched my hand.

"You telling us he might still have feelings for you", asked Francine.

I nodded.

Zoey unlocked her front door. "Do آپ still have feelings for him?" We walked inside her house.

I thought for a few seconds. "Yeah." We walked upstairs to her room. "What should I do?" I sat on her bed.

"Take him back."

"How?"

"A makeover, duh?"

"You guys can't be serious." They just looked at me. "Fine. Let's get this over with." Zoey dragged me to a نشست in front of her mirror on her makeup table.

"Now, let's see what I can do." Zoey fake cracked her knuckles. She grabbed some گلابی blush, but before she could apply it I stopped her.

"Pink blush? آپ even be able to see it on my face."

"You have کیریمل, کآرامال skin, of course it will show." She applied it. She let me look in the mirror.

"Hmm. You're right, it does show. What's next?"

"Some eyeshadow." She grabbed some dark purple eyeshadow.

"Dark purple? Are آپ trying to make me look like a-"

"I'm not done." She applied the dark purple eyeshadow. Then she put a little black eyeshadow above my eyelid, just below my eyebrow. "There."

I examined myself in the mirror. "I love it!"

"Now آپ look mysterious."

Francine came towards me. "Now the clothes." She dragged me to Zoey's walk in closet. She scanned the closet and finally selected a black capri dress. " dress to metPerfect."

Zoey came to see what Francine picked out. "That's my پسندیدہ dress!"

"C'mon Z, it's a love emergency." Francine held up the dress to me. "And it just fits."

Zoey sighed. "Fine."

I took the dress from Francine, went to the mirror , and held it up to myself. "I'm not sure آپ guys remembered, but it isn't summer."

"In the school it's, like, 80 degrees", Francine said.

"True." I looked at myself once more. "I'll wear it."

"Go try it on."

I went to the bathroom and did what Francine said. When I came out, Francine and Zoey gasped. "How do I look?"

"Four words", Zoey said.

"Cameron. Will. Love. It", Francine exclaimed.

I went to look in the mirror. "And I love it, too."
"Good سے طرف کی danny," I کہا kissing him on the cheek one last time."we may not see each other again but I will remember you." for the past week danny and i have been dating on a crusie. (sorry spelling? my mind is not working today.)We both knew the دن would come when we would not be able to see each other. Now it had come. I hugged him and walked down the gang plank.

4 months later

I went to the camp I had worked at for two years now. It was all so familar when I bummed into my best friend Max. He reminded me off Danny. But when ever I saw danny he reminded me of him. Was it max who I really liked and not danny? There's only one way to find out "max?" I کہا to him "What?" he said. "Da ya think we could..... like go to a movie یا somthing?" "sure!" he said. And we had a great time.
posted by lauren777222
"Crap,this is Crap!"I knew this voice from anywhere.I spun around quicky on my heels.The face was one of my three best friends,Benjamin.As I saw his face,it colided with memorey of the past.His mid-height,muscular body,pale shoulder-length brown hair,light-hearted vibe,and celestial sky grey eyes.I knew this was a dream.Mostly because he was here and I was talking to him.Mostly because he was sent to jail a سال ago.He was there because he was accussed of being a sexual predator.My other two best friends,Marîe and Chase,didn't think Ben would do that.I too,thought this.Marîe and Ben had a...
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Title inspiration: Bang Bang سے طرف کی Nancy Sinatra


This fanfiction is a crossover between the Joker from the Dark Knight and Sweeney Todd. It has its own strand, and it is possible that there appear some new characters, یا not.
Batman is not supposed to, but maybe I will change my mind about that later.

The setting is England, London, in the 19th century - the Victorian Era.


But the most important part: this text is originally in german. I translated some of it into English, but most of it I didn't, so I fear آپ have to use Google for this.
If آپ request my translation, though, I might do it.

Sidenote:...
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posted by para-scence
I folded my arms, trying not to look at him. Blake was one of the biggest jerks I've ever seen. He's broken so many girls' hearts; he had no regard for their feelings یا anything. Now he was dating Heidi, a girl I also didn't care for. He looked at me with an expression of... fear? یا was it hate? Who knows.

"Uh.." he کہا stupidly. "What's your name?"

"Irina," I mumbled.

"I'm Blake," he said. I nodded, not really giving a fuck. "...Do آپ want to get to work?" I shrugged.

"What're we doing?" I asked quietly. He explained that we were to interview each other; find out about each other's lives,...
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posted by para-scence
The اگلے day, everyone was surprised when Andrew stopped by. Reed looked at him; distrust in his eyes. Andrew stood there awkwardly, his hands behind his back and staring at the ground.

"No offense, but..." Nikolai began.

"Why're آپ here?" Reed finished.

"Uh, I wanted to invite آپ guys to dinner. I thought it was the least my family and I could do," Andrew replied. Everyone was silent. I had to be the one to answer.

"Sure. Thanks," I said. He smiled. Reed looked at me like I was crazy. I ignored him.

"Great," Andrew beamed.

He left a little while later, after meaningless conversation; mostly...
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posted by para-scence
"Murder?! What the --- Why did--- Who'd he...?" I stuttered. Carmine and Nikolai waited patiently for me to somewhat calm down.

"Dalton's dead," Carmine کہا grimly. Oh no. Dalton. He had a bunch of people that stand behind him no matter what. This was going to bring hell down on us. How could Reed be so stupid?!

"What the fuck was he thinking?!" I shouted. Neither of them کہا anything. "Andrew and his دوستوں are going to kill us! I'm not going to be able to leave the house without getting jumped!"

"Harley, would آپ stop thinking about yourself for once?!" Nikolai shouted at me. clamped my...
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posted by para-scence
"It won't be so bad," Micah said. He held my hand in both of his, as we sat on the porch swing.

"I know..." I کہا sadly. But it will be. The foster family that was taking me in lived a half گھنٹہ away from here. I'd be going to a new school, have a new house, need to make new friends, and even live with new people. There's something not everyone gets to say. And I wouldn't be able to visit Micah.

"Alessandra!" called Mrs. Peters, my new foster-Mom, called. Her and her husband had finished putting my bags in the car, something they insisted on doing themselves so I could say goodbye to Micah....
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posted by sawfan13
I woke up alone and cold on a meadow. It was completely dark and silent. My دل was racing with fear, cold sweat going down my face, tears rolling down my face, my breathing getting heavier and heavier. My voice felt dry and swelled with fear and sadness so when I screamed,"Karrie!" the cold night air replaced my cry for help. I lifted my shaking body from the ground, as I had to force my feet to walk. I felt even مزید frightened when I stood. The cold calm wind, the awkwardness and loneliness, the fearfulness of nothing. I slowly walked in the dark cold meadow, hoping to find some signs...
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posted by Insight357
The museum visit had turned out to be fun. I learned Xander and Lucy were extremely educated about art, possibly مزید than I was.
    Before we left the museum, Alexander had spotted an ad for a local artistry competition. The winner would get a contract with the museum, and the opportunity to have artwork in museums all over the world. We thought it would be a good thing for Lucy.
    At first, she protested, but Xander gave her a pep talk. Lucy کہا she would consider entering. I think she was worried about criticism.
    After the...
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posted by xXxEmoRAwRxXx
Yeah I know it sucks I was bored when I wrote this....so yeah.           [Chapter 1]
She stares at the rain in silence. Grieve over took her. She sat there still looking at the body lying cold, pale, still, and dead on the floor. She just stared not sharing a tear and droped the knife, she then looks at the lighting that was flowing in the sky. She then spares a tear, she sits still اگلے to the body crying for her lover. What had she done? He didn't deserve the pain she gave him. She gets up and comes back with another knife, a bottle of scottch, and a...
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Chapter 9

Patrick
Jason walked into the room that he heard the sound from. There, was a human boy wearing glasses, and cupped to the wall. He looked slightly older than Jason.

“Who are you?” asked Jason.

“I’m Patrick,” the boy said, straining his throat.


“How did آپ get here?” Asked Jason.

Still struggling, Patrick said,” I was in a play, in my school, Santa Clara High, and I had a flame on my two legs, cause that was part of my character. Then I walked to the school across the سٹریٹ, گلی to pick up my younger brother. Before I could get my brother, I randomly walked into this room with...
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posted by Insight357
“I can’t get آپ out of my head either,” I said. Voices broke loose in my head, and I fought to push them all back.    
    “What are we going to do then?” he asked unaware of the chaos in my mind.
    “What do آپ mean?” I asked confused.
    “We both have feelings for each other. We can’t just ignore it,” Alexander said.
    “I know,” I wanted to ignore it no matter what he said. That would be rude though.
    “We should take time together to explore...
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posted by para-scence
A few weeks passed. Shiloh generously got me an apartment, despite my protests. It was a cozy place, much better than any motel could compare to. Shiloh insisted on paying for it; he got a summer job as a carpenter for the summer. Even though it was probably impossible, I still wanted to pay for the apartment, but how could I get a job when I had Chance to look after? Sicily could only babysit so much.

One day, I thought of something that probably had to get done sooner یا later. I asked Sicily to watch Chance. She agreed; she loves being with him. I got in my car (which Shiloh had driven home...
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posted by Insight357
    “Damien, that was years ago,” کہا Alexander as his cheeks turned a light pink.
    “I know, and I don’t understand why the memory is resurfacing now,” I کہا shaking my head slightly.
    “Do آپ think it’s because you’re with Grey مزید often?” Alexander asked. I’d rarely seen Grey while at the asylum. The only people I would talk to was Deborah, Dr. Anozi, Alexander, and a few college professors.
    “I don’t know, maybe, but it’s scaring me,” I said. “I spent all last night at...
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posted by nomblahnom
As I stare listlessly into the mirror, the fuzzy image that gazes back at me is someone I barely recognize. But I do. They say prison causes profound changes in a man, and the most extraordinary stem from the most incredible circumstances. That man in the mirror has undergone an unimaginable plethora of alterations because he is the absolute worst thing one can be in prison: an innocent man.

I detect the bitterness in his hazel eyes, the constant worry that wrinkles his forehead, the anxiety that sets his jaw like cement and the frustration that has lightened his hair from brown to salty beige....
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posted by Insight357
سے طرف کی the time, I reached Social Services noon had come. I walked inside the one-story, brick building. I looked around the large, blue-walled room the door had revealed. I didn’t see Lucy.
    A curvy, dark-toned woman come up to me. She had curly black hair, and brown eyes.
    “You must be, Damien,” کہا the woman. I nodded.
    “And آپ are?” I knew she was a social worker, but that’s all.
    “I’m Stacey, Stacey Sterns,” she said.
    “You’re Lucy’s worker, right?”
    “Yes,...
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When they got there, the house still looked old, but not a Fall of the House of Usher Gothic, Amytiville Horror old. It looked like it was from the 20's but it looked restored. Lilian looked at Mimi and said,"Yeah, I paid some people last ماہ if they could restore the house. I showed them a picture of what the house looked like in color and they fixed it up good as new." Mimi looked at in amazement and said,"It looks untouched and new, yet it still has that old timey atmosphere to it." Lilian smiled and said,"Yeah. Very pretty. But it does however have cable and electricity. I thought since...
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posted by HouseMindFreak
Chapter 17




“Who killed them?!” Koda growled.
Iah was trying to keep Koda calm; from his few encounters with this one he knew anger was Koda’s worst enemy.
“I am not sure…” he replied softly.
“How can آپ not know!?” he screamed, charging after Iah. He dug his fingers into Iah’s chest as they turned to claws, slamming him to the ground, his dark red eyes bored into Iah’s sending dark chills through his mind. “You know everything else but آپ don’t know who killed them?”
Iah cringed in pain, trying to speak.
“I do not know but…I have a feeling who may have done…it”...
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posted by para-scence
His hair was a medium brown. He was so tiny too. Even now, I could see my features in him... and Ty's. I stood there motionless, looking at the little thing in the suitcase crying and throwing his arms and legs in every direction.. Lucy had کہا once آپ saw that little baby, you'd instantly fall in love with it. It must not work on all people. I felt nothing for this thing.

I picked it up, re-wrapping the sweater around him. His body was warm; I could nearly feel it through the sweater. I closed the car door and locked it, and went for a walk. The baby continued to cry in my arms, and that...
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posted by para-scence
A little while after the holidays, Alice left for California. It wasn't long before I felt the despair of loneliness. Alice was the only one I've really talked to for months. Once she was gone, for the first time in a long time it felt like I had really run away. Not like I had gone to a محفوظ haven, but like I really was in an unfamiliar town.

I went to work , and Alice had only been gone for two days. Work just wasn't fun that day. I found it harder to be nice to rude customers, and the دن seemed endless.

"Yeah, Alice kind of brings light to this place, huh?" Georgie, the cook asked. I nodded...
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