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posted by Problematic129
*Poem I wrote for a class project on the holocaust.
DON'T COPY*
Different in ways they couldn't control
Killed for reasons we do not know
Ranging from ages young to old
The innocent people were taken from homes
Soulless people did not care
That the Jewish were in despair
Concentration camps ending their screams
Breaking apart their families
Not once did they do anything wrong
They opened their mouths and sang a sad song
Years went سے طرف کی and مزید pain came
Until on one very special day
As one we all saved
The survivors of the Holocaust
posted by Supergirl14
The club
We got to “Club monstruo” Their was the bouncer who really smiled when I showed up he let me in and looked at my دوستوں with discontent, “They are with me, Mitchell!”He smiled again, “any friend of Angela is a friend of mine,”He replied in his gruff voice.
Smoke and strobe lights, half-dressed girls and boys dancing filled the room, “where is Juli,"I yelled, a girl almost half my size(I am 6'5)black hair /w pale گلابی streaks in a messy bun came in, the bulimic look did not fit her, she looked like a skank and did not look good as one. “ready to get it good?” I asked."only...
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posted by wolfkirby
The اگلے دن was a horror show.The school was burned down to the ground.All we had left was some desks,chairs,and books.The princepal and the church owner کہا we can us the church.Its to scared us to death because Sally Gunsman was burned with the school.Her brother Brandon Gunsman
was lucky he didnt go to the school with her to get her books,but he was sorry he did every go
because him could hav go her out.We all told him its not your fault ,she went in at the wrong time.
We had to save us and the town but how?
March 21, 1756, 8:47 PM, Appalachian Mountains.

Branches, bushes and trees flew سے طرف کی on the amazingly stable video display. The man’s labored breath was exceptionally clear. آپ could almost hear his دل pounding out of his chest. Occasionally, an upside-down glimpse of his face came into view, he appeared to be quite young, perhaps 30, but had a look in his eyes, the eyes of an old man. A wise old man. The video oddly seemed to be recording from a camera mounted on a chain around the neck. His dirty complexion and half-inch beard growth gave hint that he had dwelled in these woods for days....
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posted by sawfan13
I've called people all morning. No Lilith. I'm so freakin' scared about where she's at. I woke up this morning. Lilith wasn't in her bed, anywhere in her apartment, at work, nowhere. Howl was sleeping on the balcony, undisturbed in his sleep. I called Lilith's parents, her sister, and 911. I didn't bother to call Adam, but I did call work and told them about Lilith, and they told me to take the دن off. No note, her car is still in the driveway, her cellphone is still here. I don't know what happened, but I'm freaked out! I've known Lilith since forth grade, and we've always been close. for...
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posted by I_DONT-KNOW
A big thanks to Silverain on her idea for a title!!


Chapter 2-The Pain.



She took a shaky step through the rippling shield, smiling when she was on the other side. The boy smiled too, but still looked wary. Alexis took anothr step, larger this time, but a surge of pain forced her to the ground. She screamed out grabbing her wrist where the pain pulsed the highest. The pain burned through her whole body causing deep shudders to run through her. The boy crouched over her, and closed his eyes.
"Don't worry, it will pass." He کہا standing once مزید and moving to lean against the دیوار he had before,...
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posted by gamer495
Upon a pricket of silver and iron, cold and brittle, a carved candle is put for display; یا so the twisted wick believes.
Warm on the inside, محفوظ from the echoes that make the brittle iron shiver moans around its placement, the twisted wick lies in wait for its moment.
It believes that because of its simple design of its outer coating, a green sapphire and a veil of black inner linings within its carvings, shaped like the scribbles of terrible children, it has such a confidence, such a simple charisma that cannot be matched.
The wick, suffocated سے طرف کی its very beauty-marks, shivers as the heat...
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posted by hannah_vampire
I felt cold fingers against my cheek, a tingle of seduction warmth on my neck; I woke to Beautiful Damon standing سے طرف کی the window in the vast morning sunlight. He stood there looking at me and I felt enchanted.

He had Black jeans on and he looked like one of those models out of a posh magazine, He walked over to me “ I hope آپ don’t mind my sister thought you’d sleep best in that dress” I looked down to find myself in a silk like بان short dress that flowed .I followed Damon’s graze to a strange boy that looked at me. His hair fell to his ears it was a white-grey color and His eyes...
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posted by MissMuffin38
After getting there sweets, they decided to call it a day. As they were walking back home, the girls were gossiping about how their دن had gone. “Did آپ see that?! He paid for me!” Grace whispered to them, so excitedly, she looked like she was about to burst. “Yes, we know! آپ have been talking about it for the last five minutes!” They both laughed. “Oh I’m sorry, it’s just so amazing!” She said, smiling like she had never had before. They had arrived at Amelia’s house where the girls would be staying for the night. “Well, here we are. We will see آپ some other time...
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posted by Elizabeth90luv
I, Stella Bonasera, criminologist from New York’s crime lab have to inform آپ that due to a severe medical problem I won’t be able to present on today’s court and testify against Antonio Vasquez, the primary suspect for Anne Blaire’s murder. Responsible for my absence is Mr. Vasquez, who shot me with a machine gun right outside the back entrance of the crime lab. The video of the security cameras can کریں تصدیق it.

As a matter of fact, I want to present through this letter all the evidence that I have collected with the help of my experienced team. I swear to the bible that I will tell...
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posted by boomboombunni
"Andrew? Andrew? Are آپ okay?" Andrew hear Elizabeth's gentle, velvety voice as his consicness returned to him. "Hey honey, you've been asleep for awhile now." She seemed very concerned, considering she had only known him for a few hours. After the room stopped spinning, Andrew sat up and looked around. He was still in the hotel, but, he didn't recognize the room. When his gaze fell on Elizabeth, the room started spinning again. "So, when آپ said, "When I was alive." did آپ mean that you're a ghost?" Elizabeth's face was grim and solemn. "Yes. I'm a ghost." Suddenly, Andrew smelled cinnamon, honey, and something he didn't recognize. "Andrew I have to go. I'll be back tonight. سے طرف کی the way, call me Liz." She flashed him a dazzling smile, and she was gone. "Wow."
"Matthew tells me you're improving. Guess that brings us a step closer to being happy again, right?" Charlie stared at me with a hopeful expression, awaiting the answer he wanted to hear all along. Yes, Charlie. I'm finally moving on from the past because I love you. I love آپ and I want to make this work. I'm changing who I am for you. Dr. Thomas' words, his advice, echoed in my head as I slowly paced back and forth, playing with my fingers nervously. "Jamie, what is it?" "Do آپ think there's any point in staying married if the relationship isn't going to survive?" I blurted out the words...
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posted by Thaliagirl
Chapter 2 Dylan
--God? آپ are kidding me! I say.
--Sean! What are آپ talking about? Wiro says. He has no idea what happened just like I do.
--OK! First! There are gods in the world. And there are many of them. Second, آپ two are like me. آپ ARE MIND-GODS. Sean says.
--Mind-god? آپ mean children f gods? Wiro asks.
--No! MIND-CHILDREN of gods!!! Sean says.
--Is there any different? I ask
--Of course there is. Mind-gods have their own parents. When gods travel around the world, they will find someone they like. Then they will transport some power to them. They won’t get any power because power...
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posted by Vampiyaa
"So, where are we going?" Aiko grinned. Blaine beamed at her.
"I was thinking someplace special," he said, trying to sound casual. Aiko thought and then replied, "Do آپ have somewhere in mind?"
"Take a look." Blaine pointed to the entrace of the new amusement park. Aiko gasped.
"No way!" she laughed. "You actually got tickets?" Blaine shrugged and said, "It wasn't hard. When I کہا I was the agent of Dusk Rivers, they had to let me in."
"How much were they?" Aiko asked curiously. Blaine hesitated.
"Not much," he کہا hastily.
"Blaine, tell me."
"No."
"Yes." Aiko stared hard at Blaine...
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posted by ilovehouse345
I make mistakes
I mess up
but it was nevr enough
I no longer cry for you
no مزید pain
that means I will no longer stand it
آپ took my دل and ran it strait into the planet
now I'm taking control of this relationship
command it
that means I no longer die for
no longer cry for آپ
no مزید pain
but آپ always win
as th blood trickles down my arm
I wisper آپ name into the dark
Cierra
the pain I went through for you
no longer
is anyone out there
feels like I'm talking o myslelf
feels like I'm going insane
feels crazy
guess I keep talking to myself
why in the world do I feel so alone
nobody but me
I'm on my own
is there anyone out there
that feels just what I feel
guess it's just me.
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just to let آپ know.I'm no sewisidle یا crazy.just a kid who's been through alot and has grown up faster
posted by ilovehouse345
Alot of high school's have drama but some مزید than others…
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Alexis woke up,this was the first دن she was coming back to school from spring break and she did not want to wake up. She got up putting on her clothes,a bright green and black plaid سکرٹ, گھیرنا and black t-shirt with the words AVRIL LAVIGNE written in bold white letters across the chest. She was a pretty...reserved kid,open yet not open. Only her closets دوستوں know how she really is. She put on her makeup,grabbed her bag and walked out the door,waiting for the...
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This is all I have now, but I will add on مزید later. Just tell me what آپ think. I do enjoy ideas but please no mean comments.
Here:


She was sitting there. Tired, alone, and horrified. There was nothing to be scared of, people were around her, and there was nothing to be scared of. Why did she feel this way?
    Stephanie Williams had always been a little bit off normal, but today she was going too far. She was screaming at the سب, سب سے اوپر of her lungs, at school. Any person who couldn’t see what she saw would think she was absolutely crazy. But, there are still seven other people...
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posted by Harrypotter148
“Yes” Bree کہا as she approached the Healer with her head down, she was in a dimly light church, there were up at the alter there faces stiff. She had just accepted a role that she told herself she never would. A role that would end her life but save others, a role she was forced to except. Something she knew she was going to regret, but she کہا yes, it was too late. She was to lead the Healers into battle, fight for the right reasons but win for the wrong. She wanted to save people, but all she would be doing is damning their souls, so why was she doing this? She had to, to keep Jared...
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posted by Buddy8fnj
I sat in the hospital, my mouth hanging open, unsure how to feel. My aunt and uncle, my abusive aunt and uncle, had been in a car accident due to drunk driving. I wanted to laugh, but i wanted to cry. They may not have been the nicest aunt and uncle, but they were my aunt and uncle and i loved them. Less than five منٹ پہلے I had been told they were dead, and that the government would help find a new ہوم for me until he was 18, when he would inheret his aunt and uncle's millions. My uncle had been an inventor until he retired at 56, having made enough money to be مزید than happy, but then...
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Pride is a belief in myself (or someone else) that within me is something no one else has just like me. Pride can be a wonderful thing. My coaches are proud of me when I execute a اقدام perfectly. I am proud of my efforts when I get the right answer to a test question. However, pride can have a negative connotation. If I am prideful of my singing talent یا of my sports accomplishments, then I am not feeling the right kind of pride. Yes, I can be pleased with my abilities; but when I let it go to my head, then I am full of pride, just like Odysseus often was. سے طرف کی believing that I am the only person with that talent, I inflate my ego. I believe myself to be “the best of the best,” and this can damage my relationships with others. They would not want my company if the only things I spoke of were my own accomplishments.
posted by lovepop
Meghan ran to the bus stop, where she saw Pompika. Thankfully Pompika looked at her politely and کہا “You know I saw Reg but ya know, how she’s jus’ across the street, she seems a lil’ mad!” Meghan thought for a سیکنڈ and thought ‘why lose Pompika?’ and said, “Geez I don’t know?” Now she wished she had told the truth, instead of lying. “Oh I wish ya did.” Pompika said. “Tsk-Tsk, bad grammar Pompi” کہا Meghan. “Sorry, fine I wish آپ did. There ya… آپ go” “Hhhmmm, nice save.” Meghan said. “Hey look, Reg’s a comin’” کہا Pompika. “Great that’s good… wait REG!!!” کہا Meghan. “What?” کہا Pompika. "nothing."