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posted by Epismatic
آپ held up your کدو, لوکی spice finger,

With a playful wink,

Your sweetness saved me several times,

When I was on the brink,

The warmth within your spritely smile,

Allowed me to be real,

Your cinnamon and sugar hugs

They taught me how to feel.

I'd run down to the coffee shop,

So I could see your face.

You've seen me at my happiest,

You've seen me in disgrace.

And though you're always beaming,

Still I feel the need to say,

It's okay if آپ have some days,

Where your spice fades away.
June 17th 100,000,000 BC 12 O'clock at night
Four children are born, quadruplets, the youngest born at the strike of midnight. The first child is named Queverial, the سیکنڈ Ceelarion, the third Ierailiasha, and the last one is named Mist. The father decides the last child should have a complex name as the others do but the mother has made up her mind that Mist is the perfect name.
Then she sends them through the mirror of fate to find there destiny. They may never return if they do not find it in time.

January 21st 9,999,990 BC 3:30 P.M.
The children grow up living in the chosen lands behind the...
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What do آپ want from me?
A tortured body?
A broken soul?

What do آپ expect to happen?
As آپ kick me down
As آپ rip me apart

Tell Me!!!!!!!!!!

What do آپ want to happen?
As I close my eyes
And take my last breath

I کہا I would stay
Till I took my last moment
But now I'm leaving
A victim no more

I lived with your love
The love آپ showed with your fist
I died because of that love
Your love was only Hate

Now someone else will take my place
Will live with your kind of love
Now someone else will receive your lies
Will know your treachery

What did I expect?
That you'd change?
That you'd learn to love?

What did I ever...
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One afternoon, Sapphire sat in her room, on her bed, quietly daydreaming with her headphones in. Her eyes were glazed over, and she was in her own magical world.
Sapphire entered the sparkling cave in the middle of the forest. Her blue dress was tattered, and her misty گلابی fairy wings were damp from the moist, warm air. But she was feeling fine.
Sapphire took a few steps into the sparkling cave. It was made entirely of ice and crystal. Trickling water could be heard as miniature streams fell continuously from the ceiling. Icy stalagmites stood firmly in the cold crystal floor. Icicles hung from...
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posted by Attirox2
The air was still as if it were holding its breathe waiting for me as I approached the ledge. I could feel myself pushing back tears as I clutched the fragile locket in my hands; I traced its dainty designs with my finger. "So mom and dad are getting the divorce after all. I guess آپ were right E. I don't know why I ever doubted آپ about that one I mean it was obvious! I guess I tried to block it out like what happened......" I muttered looking up at the milky white moon. It seemed to look down at me with sympathetic beams of light. My hands gripped the marble ledge tighter. "Eliza it's been...
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It’s the color of you
آپ always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid from them

With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our مالٹا, نارنگی book bags
Were our shields from some of the pain

We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two مالٹا, نارنگی crayons
When everyone else was green

Then آپ left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
آپ were in the مالٹا, نارنگی field in the sky
آپ always کہا was there.

The مالٹا, نارنگی of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though آپ left too soon

Orange…

Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone مالٹا, نارنگی in the rainbow
Without آپ here

I protect my own
Though I wish آپ were here

Now مالٹا, نارنگی is my color
A color for your bravery
A color for my survival

مالٹا, نارنگی will forever be our color
Even though death took آپ away

Forever مالٹا, نارنگی for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
Hello to the cold world, I was named Max Lee Moore سے طرف کی the parents who absolutely despise me. I am sixteen years old at the moment, will be turning seventeen on June 27th. But who gives a crud? آپ know what I receive for my birthday every year? For how old I am, like sixteen. I get sixteen whips from a belt. My dad doesn't live with me anymore to whip me, so there's my mother. She gets a kick out of every whip. It seems to make her ecstatic. Each whip equals to one of her evil laughs. She whips me any chance she wants to. It pains me so much that I'm surprised I haven't committed suicide yet....
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posted by sheldor101
Violently, the ground shook,
As the mountain exhaled black smoke.
Overwhelmed, they ran for cover,
Those left began to choke.
Cherished, were the possessions left behind,
Melted and scattered as ash.
Beloved, the children lost,
They couldn’t make a تیز رو, سوئفٹ dash.
Darkened, the cloudy heavens above,
Black clouds fell from the sky.
Covered, the people escaping,
With no way out they began to die.
Lost, the souls of the trapped,
A snatched half-chance at life.
Fallen is Pompeii;
Civilisation, love and it’s people’s cries.
posted by StarPotterRings
Hows it going do آپ think?

Our story begins with an elf gliding through the trees. His lean body let him jump from درخت to درخت as if he were flying.
It was spring, his پسندیدہ time of the year. The daffodils and forsythia were in bloom, and the trees were once again turning green. He stopped on a particularly large branch and looked up into the clear sky. His dark blue eyes without the memories of the horrors of war, his skin without the scars of the torture it brings. For he was yet young, and all the time he has been alive has been peaceful.
He flew once مزید through the trees. He loved...
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I don't know about other people, but I've began to notice that we are relying on teachnology way too much!

Yes this سوال has been suggested to most of us before (most commonly سے طرف کی our parents). But this time it's different. It is normal for parents to think that teenagers are obsessed with our I-pods, i-phones, laptops یا other. This is normal because our parents didn't have things like this when they were younger.

Most adults where I live including my parents didn't have the internet growing up. They all had to either go to the librery for information یا have a collection of encyclopidias...
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posted by queenpalm
Prologue
Mana was not your normal girl. Her پسندیدہ color was grey. She called all her teachers سے طرف کی their first names. Mana was not on the مقبول side, nor the unpopular side. She had her own ways, her own ways for everything.
Especially pets...

Chapter One
I sighed and plopped down on my بستر with my laptop. After a long, hard دن of school, nothing was better than writing an essay, not! Such mean teachers!
Looking around, I try to find an animal to do the رپورٹ on. All I need to do is describe the animal's habitat, eating habits, and appearance. I kept looking. Wow, hard decision. I love being...
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posted by teamsalvatore98
Characters (just so nobody gets confused):
Keigo Shokuo- main character (Name meaning: roughly Prince's bodyguard)
Mikoto Kyuuketsuki- vampire prince/ eventually becomes Keigo's best friend and lover (NM: roughly prince vampire)
Blood Brothers/BB- this name is misleading because of the "blood" part, but they're actually a group of highly trained assassins who are hired to kill Mikoto. They'll come up in conversations.
Geretsu Kyuuketsuki- Mikoto's grandmother; retired vampire queen (NM: Mean Vampire)
Riaru Kyuuketsuki- Mikoto's real mother [deceased] (NM: Real Vampire)
Katanashi Kyuuketsuki- Mikoto's...
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posted by Blue_Eyez_Chica
Hi my name is Blossom Utanium,Im 16 years old,i have an hourglass figure now and my body is fully developed but مزید then most girls my age.

Im leaving Citiesville today and going back to townsville. Except,im going to wear a disguise,I wear a black curly haired wig and purple contacts.

I bought a house down the سٹریٹ, گلی from my sister. Im moving my stuff in today.

I ride my گلابی کونویرٹئبل, متحول سیار to townsville and park it in my new driveway and begin to unpack my stuff.

(Bricks Pov)
I watch a گلابی کونویرٹئبل, متحول سیار go through the neighborhood,with butch,buttercup,and bubbles. We all calmed down after we hit...
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posted by minniemeg
Authors note: Hi, this is my first time publishing something that wasn't پرستار fiction but its what I've been passionate about forever. So please forgive the inconsistent rhyming.

If I never saw آپ again.

How happy my life would be!

I'd be jumping up and down the walls so full of glee!

No مزید nagging!

No مزید griping!

No مزید constant whining!

No مزید rants about how dreadful your life is!

I could be free from the locks that is your torn up mind, no longer a prisoner in my own home.

Aw the very thought of never hearing your voice again fills me with so much joy!

No مزید yelling!

No مزید shrieking!

No more...
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posted by EmilyMJFan910
The fiction story I wrote EXCLUSIVELY for Fanpop. Read chapters 1 and 2 first. Thanks.

The girl living just around the corner.
Her name was Summer. She was eight years old and lived on a farm with her parents and often visited the animals on the farm. She had blond hair and blue eyes; she was very beautiful as well. She was a softhearted, adventurous girl who always found a way to brighten things.
That دن Summer rode her bike down the path. She planned to ride to the pond and back, but once she got to the pond, she couldn't help but notice the two small dogs laying in a heap سے طرف کی the pond. She...
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Dear diary.
Wow what a cheesy start to a diary entry! I don't understand how a diary is supposed to work, there doesn't seem to be much point. I guess it is best to begin as to why I have to write here anyway.

I have been having many so called, misunderstandings at school. And after a lot of parent teacher meetings they have decided to send me to a counsellor.
There I met this man named Dr Fey (weird name I know).

He کہا that I needed to find a way of expressing my feelings. That is where this diary comes in. He explained that in-order to get rid of my socialophobia (afraid of social confrontation)...
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posted by MissMuffin38
From within the دل of the forsaken village, the sleepy sun creeps out from the silent clouds it had been hiding behind for the past few days. Skies are blue, but only just, as the rain only fell yesterday, pouring onto the pavements below. The sun's shining streaks plaster the stony ground, creating light, dusty shadows of the villagers; their never-ending work continuing throughout the day. Children from the village play on the cobbles, darting and weaving in and out of the few passers-by on the quiet streets, chasing after each other without a worry in the world. The smiles on their faces...
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 this is scarlet included becouse originally for manga so brief تفصیل
this is scarlet included becouse originally for manga so brief description
flameheart sits in the گھاس lettting the breeze pass over him waiting
"hmm i hope i dont wait long" he says to into the air
looks around startled as a rustle comes from the bushes behind him
"scarlet is that you" he ask nervously
there's a flash of red and yellow knocking flamheart to the grounf with a large ذائقہ, مارنا like stone on metal. he shrieks with a hint of a smile on his face as a pair of half paws half hands hold him down.
a bright female tone female voice with a playfull tone talks to flameheart" i got آپ flameheart admit it!!"
holding him down is a human like لومڑی creature with red fur...
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III The Library
The اگلے room Ember visited was to her a Heaven on Earth. An enormous room just for holding books! The ceiling was so high it would have taken ten of her standing on سب, سب سے اوپر of one another the reach it. The shelves and shelves of کتابیں were piled right up to the سب, سب سے اوپر and there were several ladders placed conveniently so that she could reach the topmost books.
Ember walked round the room as though she were in a dream. She loved reading and devoured every book she found but she had never had a whole لائبریری full of them to herself. She barely knew where to start. Every square inch of...
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II The Kitchen.

Unsure where to go Ember dithered in the corridor outside the nursery for almost ten منٹ the اگلے morning. But soon the delicious smell of apples and cinnamon reached her nose.
She followed the scent until she reached a large old fashioned kitchen. An old, wooden table, worn and scrubbed filled the middle of the room. It was the biggest باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ Ember had ever saw. One side of the room was simply all cupboards and drawers of all different shapes and coloured. Ember’s curiosity burned but she was distracted سے طرف کی a large woman wearing an apron. She was taking a steaming apple...
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So, hi.
To those of آپ who don't know me, my name is Josephine. آپ can see me mostly hanging about the Heroes of Olympus spot.
I write mostly fanfic on fanpop (If آپ want to see my original work check out HousexofxNight on Quizilla), but my friend annabeth523 asked me to post this online so she could read it.

Basically put, this year, on the first of September, I turn sixteen. My goal is to have typed 100,000 words of a single story سے طرف کی then. I started typing on the 28th of December 2012 and I am just over 42,000 words in. I am now editing what I have written so far.

What آپ are about to read...
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