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posted by shenelopefan
Dejé mi corazón abierto. Pero tú no entendiste. No viste lo que en realidad ha sucedido. Quise explicártelo pero sabía que no entenderías. Me considerarías demente, loca, pensarías que he perdido la cabeza. Que la he perdido por ti.

No puedo decir que la perdí completamente, pero puedo contarte lo que he perdido por ti. Ahora soy normal y detesto ser de esta forma. No puedo volar si soy esto, sólo estoy encadenada a ti, por un vínculo que ni tú ni yo hemos podido decidir.

Pero no voy a quejarme de estar ligada a ti. He aprendido a aceptarlo. He aprendido a vivir. Todo gracias a ti. Yo solía ser diferente, solía volar por todas partes, nadie notaba mi presencia, pero yo podía realizar gran cantidad de cosas, tenía los poderes necesarios.

Pero de todas las personas que encontré en el camino y de todas las que sé que گھاس, ہے en el mundo ¿Por qué tuve que circundarte a ti?

Mi pecado fue la ingenuidad. Fue no haber considerado las opciones. Yo sabía que había reglas que seguir, y sabía cuál era el costo de romperlas.

Los ángeles no se pueden enamorar de los mortales. Pero yo sí pude. Y por eso perdí mis alas. Por eso no puedo volar más. Por eso ya no tengo poderes sobrenaturales. Por eso me escondo de todos. Por eso dejo que sólo tú te me acerques.

No quiero que el mundo me vea, porque no creo que ellos entiendan. Siendo sinceros ¿Quién lo entendería?

Ahora aprendiendo a ser una humana, la miseria me alcanza. Ahora entiendo, lo que es no obtener lo que uno ama. Mi alma, si es que se me ha concedido una, llora y se encierra en sí misma. Sufro dolores que jamás sufrí. Dolores que no se pueden ver, dolores que están, como lo dicen los humanos, adentro del corazón.

Pero nunca dejé de protegerte. Y cuando todo parezca, estar a punto de derrumbarse, yo sólo quiero que sepas quien soy.

Soy tu suerte. La suerte que fue aleatoriamente escogida para ti.

Deberías saber que todos tienen un ángel guardián. Algunos tienen alas, otros, amor para dar. Yo tengo todo mi amor para ofrecer, pues soy una criatura extraña en un mundo desconocido que me aterra y me hace sentir insegura todo el tiempo.

Así que soy tu ángel guardian. Sé que lo soy. E incluso si tengo que protegerte, siempre te amaré… secretamente.
There was a carnival in town that week, and I decided I wanted to go. I called up my best friend Alysa and asked her if she wanted to go with me. She thought it sounded like fun, too, so we met at the entrance of Le سے papillon, تیتلی کے (that’s French for ‘the butterfly’) at ten in the morning that day.
    We rode ride after ride until we couldn’t walk a straight line anymore, then collapsed on a bench. It took a couple of tries before my bottom hit the bench, but when it finally did, I laughed so hard that I toppled off the bench and into the prickly bushes. It hurt, but I...
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posted by harold
Abel finally made it to the coast just before sundown. سے طرف کی the time he'd used the restroom and grabbed a bite to eat at the local burger joint, the dusk was so dark that stars were already pricking the night sky.

Cece had کہا she'd meet him at the beach, and he hoped he wasn't too late; she'd sounded excited on the phone, which he'd interpreted as eagerness. Ditching work at the first opportunity, Abel had jumped in his car and started driving. Frustrated at not finding her, Abel chided himself for his idiotic rush to meet his ex-girlfriend as he redialed her number...no response, not even...
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posted by BiteMeCullen107
I left Jason at his house while I drove to work. When I first walked into the building and straight to the elevator, floor twelve. I got of the elevator and waiting there was a woman with a clip board smiling at me well I don’t know if she was smiling at me یا if her face was stuck like that but I greeted her.
“Hi I’m April Meyers; I’ll be your assistant.” She held her hand out and I took it. “Vanna is waiting for آپ in her office. Do آپ need anything?” She walked and talked. “No thank you, not right know.”
She opened the door and I stepped in and shut it. I couldn’t believe...
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All the houses were the same. All rather big but looked smaller to me now that I’d grown and extra foot. I closed my eyes and tried to think of my فہرست reasons why I would want to come back here, to the place that swallowed my childhood in one bite. “New around here, Ma’am?” The ٹوپی driver asked I looked up to the elderly man, his lazy eyes twitched. “No, I grew up here” I told him, he nodded and smiled, his yellow teeth shining. “Right...I thought آپ looked familiar” He admitted, I looked down at my now shaking cold hands. “You’re Cybil Jones” he said, looking rather...
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Chapter Nine

Jamie officially had nothing to wear. Even through that there were many pieces of clothes to choose from the closet that she shares with Michael, there was nothing that could impresses Sean who looked like the guy who doesn’t cares what آپ wear but he does want آپ to have some lunch with him but it was making Jamie nervous as hell.

Looking through the closet for the fourth time while Jake was sitting on the bed, playing with his toy and being his mother’s fashion expert which he had no experience on unless he had spitted on your unattractive clothes after nursing him, Jamie...
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posted by brooki
Hi. My name is Epira, but Epi for short,and I'm 15. I go to a school in the rural South Carolina area, with only 14 people in my class. I have a lot of دوستوں who get themselves into a lot of trouble. Awsome family, and wonderful life. School starts back today, so it will be the first دن I've seen my دوستوں in a while!

"Epi!", squealed Kae,who is my bestest of all best friends. We have a lot in common, and love each other like sisters. She has the coolest family and cutest little sister آپ ever did see, Mackie. She was the only person I constantly talked to over the summer; I went over to...
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Narrator: Macbeth slowly entered the crept room were Duncan was sleeping soundly. Macbeth quietly began to reach for his sharpened dagger. Macbeth pondered many thoughts regarding the demise of Duncan, but never to this degree. Now, the time had come to fulfill the quest to be crowned king. Duncan suddenly returns to reality. Visualizing Macbeth سے طرف کی his bedside withholding a dagger pointed at his wretched chest. Would this mean the end of Macbeth’s planned tragedy یا the end of Duncan’s existence?
Duncan: Cousin, why hast thou forsaken me?
Macbeth: Forsaken you? Thou hast forsaken me. Thou...
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posted by dragonrider
Ugh she's been crying all day! I'm sick of it thought one of Alex's sisters Janet
Janet was the middle child and felt she never got attention. She was never a sensitive child. She never had a close relationship with Alex. Janet was five feet one with blond curly hair with ocean blue eyes. She had on a wavy blue faded dress with a few rips in it.
Janet looked at her hysterical mother. She hated to see her mother cry " Mother stop crying! I'm sure Alex is fine!" she shouted to her hysterical mother
The grandmother in the corner of the کیبن near the closed window stood up suddenly "Your daughter...
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posted by TDIlover226
Annie & Ann, The spirits of the devil and and an angel part 1.

It all started out in a little town in missouri, it was surrounded سے طرف کی small hills and cornfields and from it آپ could see the beautiful horrizon and watch the sunset. No matter how beautiful this small town was, no matter how colorful, it still held a terrible secret that the towns people struggled to keep. Outside of this town hidden away in the cornfields was the spirit, called Annie. The spirit of the devil, she was truly this, she would terrify the townspeople who went into "her" cornfield. The town did have only one good...
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I woke up, still in Ethan’s arms; my face was up against his chest. I slowly moved up, Ethan noticed this, he let go of me. I got up and walked over to the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ table. Why was I in Ethan’s arms? But then I remembered. ‘Adam.......he’s dead’ Dawns words came to my head. I nearly fell down again, but arms caught me. “Whoa....come on” Ethan کہا pulling me back to the couch. I was now sitting on the couch, Ethan sat beside me. “How did he....?” I asked. I sounded angry but I wasn’t I just couldn’t feel anything else. “We don’t know” Ethan answered me. He was trying...
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posted by xXDreamWriterXx
This is the rough draft of the first chapter of "Beyond a Dream" It's a book that I'm currently writing but it would nice to get some feedback about it. Its long but hope آپ like it!

Chapter 1

“What! We’re moving?!”

Aria stares at her father, Thomas, with disbelief and utter horror. Thomas sat in his پسندیدہ seat; a maroon armrest chair with soft kind of fabric that made it hard not to touch. His shoulder length silver layered hair and black framed glasses that went over his gray eyes made him look like the plain glasses business man that he was. Aria stood in the middle of their living...
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posted by InnerMermaid
What u will need
Water
Salt
Pen'n paper
Cup
Shell from the sea
Your powers might be
Hydrokinisis
Hydrocryokinisis
Termokinisis
Sieren singing
Telekinesis
U might get all the powers but put your first choice on your pic.
First get a pencil and paper and draw your tail what u want it 2 look like I would recommend the u draw your chest as well for better results. Lable your pics!
After u have done that fill the cup with water and sprinkle salt over the cup and the shell. Dab your fingers in the shell and try to get some salt on them. Rub them on your legs and say:

Coaral reefs ocean floors where ever u may...
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posted by Mermaidgirl11
Hi today i will tell آپ haw to become a mermaid


Side effects:
-itchy legs
-drinking lots of water
-singing allot


Method:

Get into the شاور take your shower.
near the end say this spell:
Mermaid magic come to me
I would like a tale not two feet beuaty be upon me مچھلی of all kinds let me see when im finished in the sea when im dry let my feet return to me SO MOTE IT BE

When آپ say it make sure your wet
Then dry up
اگلے time آپ touch water close your eyes imagine آپ being a mermaid and count to ten out loud then آپ should fall over and open your eyes

FIND THE MAGIC TALE

WARNING
THIS MAY NOT WORK FOR آپ
I DID NOT MAKE IT UP MY SELF
I GOT IT FROM YOUTUBE
BUT IF IT WORKS TELL ME ILL TYPE IN مزید SPELLS
THIS IS MY FIRST ONE
STAY TUNED
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** Little Red Riding ڈاکو, ہڈ is always told the same way time after time. It's time to hear this story from another characters point of view. The story of fairy tales may be completely different than what آپ are told. Try thinking of everything from someone else's perspective for once, and see how much that story will change.**

"Here I am again, all alone in these stupid woods," I thought this to myself the whole walk down to the forest. Besides the wolves and birds, these woods were scarcely populated, so it was quite boring here all alone. It was always the same old thing, دن after دن of...
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posted by Insight357
When hate is in your heart
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until آپ hear
The angels sing
Thy blessing
When آپ hear heaven’s
Yell آپ wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was آپ who committed them
And آپ wil burn for sin

آپ are consumed سے طرف کی wretched flames
And through everyones aims
آپ are never hit
Nor bit
سے طرف کی the آگ کے, آگ consuming you


Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light

آپ are consumed سے طرف کی wretched flames
And through everyones aims
آپ are never hit
Nor bit
سے طرف کی the آگ کے, آگ consuming you

We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect