Writing Article: The struggle

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posted by Free_Spirit

Me: Wow i feel in a poetic mood today. anyway um yes here is my poem. RATE and COMMENT. lol, yes if people wouldn't mind i would love to have feedback critisism is always welcome and praise is aswell. Anyway......

The Struggle

My eyes تلاش the darkness before me,
And perceive the two roads.
One of which I know I must take.
Each holds a different path,
With the two people I love.
Both holding me with an overwhelming power,
That was crushing me as it grew.
To please my family,
یا fulfil my own desires.
They were so different,
They are آگ کے, آگ and water as
Light is to dark,
Yet still, they both complete me.

Why is God punishing me?
Why choose between these important people.
How do I live in this dream of a world?
Life was openly full of pain,
Make it stop.
I took a deep breath and pulled out my end.
I closed my eyes and with hands of unacquainted certainty,
I plunged the چھری into my heart.
I cried out in pain and fell to the ground.
Embodied within the pain, I was happy,
Struggle over.

aliceesme, LabraLege and 2 others like this

prettystar nice!ver pretty!Job well-done!

gain7_gun nice!

Free_Spirit YAY

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The Adventureous Killing Of Duncan

posted by Katiegirl

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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Drifter~ A Poem

posted by fanfly

Photograph by Ansel Adams

I'm not on the way to anything great,
I'm just drifting, drifting down this road.
The dust kicking up behind me,
Just a بادل to hide my past.
My feet don't leave any footprints,
My name never graces those lips
That I'm watching from a distance,
A distance that grows greater
As I'm drifting, drifting down this road.

I'm not on the way to anything great,
I'm just hiding, hiding down in the dark.
The shadows closing in around me,
Just a blanket to smother my past.
My eyes can't see in the gloom,
My voice never breaks the silence
That I keep deep in my heart,
A دل that grows blacker
As I'm drifting, drifting in the dark.

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The fugitive chapter3:Patrick knows

posted by sahour95

I didn't care about Patrick's complement as much as I was worried about the sad look in his eyes. What was causing it? Ema told me they loved each other and they're happy together, what would make him so sad? I had to know and decided to find out about that while I'm in their house.
One week passed for me there. And as long as Ema is to busy arranging the house and running it, as long as Patrick and I spent مزید time together. He taught me how to act in front of the guests and what to talk about what not to talk about. He said: "All آپ have to do is pretend that آپ don't have any problems,...

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Make Me Care About What آپ Have To Say

posted by Cinders

And of course, the initial reaction to a عنوان like this one is, "Well, why don't you make me care about what you're saying, first?"

So I'll cut straight to the chase: When submitting a short story, یا even a poem for publication in a literary magazine, keep in mind that the editors receive hundreds of submissions a day, which means that they don't have time to read every last one of them. This is why it is incredibly important to hook them in your first few sentences, other than start slow and verbosely build up to why they should care. Therefore, this will be a succinct explanation of why...

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The Vampire Reporter -- Chapter 2

posted by BiteMeCullen107

“Somebody turn the lights on, Somebody tell me what’s wrong I’d be lying if I told آپ losing آپ was something I could handle…” I had been driving for about two and a half hours the highways were clear I had the windows all the way done singing along with my I-pod.
In a matter of سیکنڈ I could see cars slowing down on the highway in Kansas and as the cars started to stop I could see a long line of cars in front of me. I can’t believe this I was finally going to make it to the اگلے state before the traffic started happening.
“Whoa” I jumped at the vibrating in my right pants...

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Trapped in my own time Chapter 7

posted by dragonrider

"So Starr what is going on?" my mom asks me when Elliot and I sit on the سوفی, لٹانا "And who is this?" she motions to Elliot
"I'm Elliot from 2009. I'm excited to be here Mrs Makenzie I love your daughter," he says
My mom raises her eyebrows "Oh wow already? Starr please explain,"
I sigh "I chose the wrong job mom. Oh sure I chose the job where it sounds the most interesting but little did I know I was working for the bad guys,"
My dad walks in with پاپ کارن, پوپکارن and sits down "Please start at the beginning Starr I want to hear everything," he says
I sigh "Okay so آپ guys know I was in 2009 right?"
...

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The Vampire Reporter -- Chapter 1

posted by BiteMeCullen107

I’m finally on my own, alone. I just turned eighteen a couple of months پہلے and I got a job offer in Los Angeles California. I’ve been writing since I could write and when I reached junior high I joined the new paper and I did the same in high school and in my سیکنڈ سال of high school I was offered a job as a reported for the Salem New Hampshire news paper and I accepted. My job threw the years had grown and now that I’m done high school I can take the job offer.
Ya my parents were pissed when the found out I wasn’t going to collage but if آپ think about it...

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Serenity- Chapter 1

posted by jasperwhlover

Serenity

Chapter 1

Once upon a time in heaven there lived an angel who was yet a child, she was loved سے طرف کی all the angels and most importantly God who named her Serenity, and gave her power that controlled serenity, peace and all things calm and gentle, but he secretly gave her the Elixir of Life which would drip from her finger each دن and each night, unknown was this to the other angels because God was sure that if this was known Serenity would be in grave peril because, man alone does not seek eternal life, angels, devils and all creatures whether they reside in heaven یا hell seek the Elixir...

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Spirit of stne part 6

posted by TDIlover226

~It seems like these people that I use to call enemies, that I use to think were trying to kill me, are now my best friends. Annie, Ann, Vincent, and JJ are actually alot nicer than they seemed in the beginning. They save lives, and I help, they're known as the spirits, and I'm one of them now! They go to my school when they are in their human forms, and they really are the best دوستوں that I could ever had, they all have there transfos, and I just can't live without them now! I can tell them anything! JJ has mastered free style fighting, and has become the leader of the spirits, and Annie...

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Chapter 4 Trapped in my own time

posted by dragonrider

"Oh my god Starr! Oh I didn't mean to surprise you! Well I did but I didn't know آپ would faint! Oh wake up Starr!" Elliot's voice rang out
I feel him shaking me. I can't bring myself to open my eyes to see him.
"Well I guess I have to be like that prince in sleeping beauty and kiss آپ awake," his voice rang out again. I feel pressure on my body
My eyes shoot open just in time before Elliot kisses me. I push him off.
"Get the hell of off me آپ idiot!" I yell standing up. I brush myself. I rub the back of my head that is stinging in pain. I feel wet stuff come off my head. I look at it...

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Alex's hunter chapter 4 (longer than the others)

posted by dragonrider

Alex's hunter had a name. Only one person knew his name and that was his ex wife. He was utterly baffled that Alex wouldn't crack where his family was. This was going to be hard.
Just then the door opened revealing his ex wife Melinda and his daughter Melanie. Alex's hunter felt his anger rise up into his head
"Crap Melinda why can't آپ bring her اگلے year?" he roared raising his fists
Melinda became furious. He knew she would be coming! "Jerry calm yourself. It's your winter to take care of Melanie. آپ don't want to talk to my lawyer again do you?" She asked eying him like she trapped him...

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Alex's Hunter chapter 1 and 2 (very short)

posted by dragonrider

Some people weren't meant to be born. Some families are not to be made That's why there are hunters. Hunters take care of this problem

Alex Grazer walked down the dark wet hallway with his arms full of wood for his family. His hair against his neck was standing up because of fear and the freezing temperature. Little did he know what was behind him would hurt his life forever.
Alex stopped walking and looked around on all sides of the hallway. He had his knockout spray سے طرف کی his flashlight at ہوم so if anybody attacked he would be doomed. In a single تیز رو, سوئفٹ motion of somethings arm Alex hit the...

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Death. My new پسندیدہ word.

posted by alice_cullen_12

Day 1 of my diary
Dear Esmerelda (diary),
Death is my new پسندیدہ word. Closely followed سے طرف کی tragedy. I made a فہرست of my new پسندیدہ words since "He Who I Can Not Name, Because He Broke My Heart" left. Oh, all right. His name is . . . John. Oh, I want to die! Anyway, here's the list:

1. Death

2. Tragedy

3. Suicide

4. Hate

5. Nothing

6. Night

7. Darkness

8. Devil

I don't know what to do. I decided that I would wear all black. I'm going goth. He Who I Can Not Name hated goths. I like the Goth Club at my school. I never have to smile یا laugh. And we trade ways to kill ourselves every Wednesday at...

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Westville: Chapter 1: Welcome to Westville

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

I winded the car window down; I could smell the fresh air, it was peaceful. My name is Katelyn Peers, I’m sixteen years old and I have never met my parents. The only family member I have ever known is my brother, Sam, he is my age, his my twin and usually twins are meant to have a bond, there is no bond for us, the only reason he puts up with me is because of our father, I have never met him, but Sam has, and for some reason he has respect for the man. I used to go to Down پار, صلیب academy for girls that were until I ran away a سال پہلے with Sam. I turned to see Sam driving the car; his long...

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Who are the real monsters: Chapter 1: The Antiworld Part 2

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

“There آپ are, man” کہا Marley. Opal had blood dripping from her mouth; her eyes were shining red as the shadows off the درخت darken her whole body. “Looks like we’re all done here, let’s اقدام out before they wake up” کہا Alec. Later on while Marley was lying on his bed, the same thought came across his mind, should the others know about their secret. “Marley, someone’s here for you” کہا Marley’s mum. “Hey man””It’s us”. This is Lindsay and Slone Sudiro (Lindsay 14, Slone 12) Lindsay level is higher than Opals, Slone’s is no better than Nathan’s. They are...

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Underworld Chapter 5: Road trips

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

Tayce’s p.o.v

“Training time for Lilly” I sneered looking at the small blond. She nodded. “Let me get ready” She said. I shrugged and then turned to go, but was stopped سے طرف کی Hayden. “She already trained today” he informed me, I nodded. “I know, but Rebecca wants her to have مزید of it” I told him, he rolled his eyes. “Why is she being such a bitch?” he asked me I laughed. “It’s Rebecca, she sees her as a threat” I told him, he tensed up. The he turned to me. “You’re not being so bad” he said, pointing out that I’m usually a bitch. “She didn’t do anything...

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Gods: Chapter 10: Adam's سیب, ایپل

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

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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Memories - A Poem

posted by Cuddles

A/N: My first poem I post here...I hope it is any good.

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Memories

Far distant seem to be
the things I now call memory.
The good and bad, the right and wrong
share a thing, cause they are gone.

Long forgotten feelings rise
each of them in their disguise.
They are not dead, so it only seems
waiting patiently to haunt me in my dreams.

Will it ever cease to be?
Even if it's called memory
Does that mean I always have to remember
to give up, to hide from them, to surrender?

Whenever I fight them I will lose.
I have nothing between I could choose.
No matter...

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What is foreshadowing and why is it important?

posted by paulmarktag

I think that the most important lesson I learned from my mentor, مصنف Arline Chase, concerned foreshadowing. Here is the Random House Webster’s definition of foreshadow: to دکھائیں یا indicate beforehand. In other words, to provide some hint, clue, یا indication of something that is going to happen.

Why is foreshadowing important? I learned this lesson the hard way. In many of my first short stories—which I recommend as a medium to anyone testing the waters to see if they want to write fiction—I thought that I was being so crafty with my endings. I wrapped up the crime (or whatever) with...

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Broken Dreams Chapter 36

posted by BellaSwan636

Serena

He didn't seem... mad. Like he should have been. Like he had every right to be.

He stopped maybe a meter away from me. I glanced up, and saw the same look of indecision I had seen on his face the first day.

I had no idea what I was supposed to do. My life is not a perfect little story where happy endings are mandatory.

I didn't expect myself to sink to the floor against the دیوار and begin crying. There just weren't words to say what I wanted to.

I didn't expect him to sit in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders. He forced me to to look up at him, and he said, "Tell me."