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posted by InvadaMiz
"I need you." I quietly whispered, Ari looked at me with his wide green eyes. "I need آپ Ari, we all need you." I کہا as Carli and Marli started to cry. "You need no one, only yourself." Ari said, glaring. That peirced a hole right through my aching heart... "Maybe you're right." I mumured, I hated دکھانا weakness infront of the group. Allina put her hand gently on my shoulder. "Ari, listen." She said.
Ari snarled, we backed away slightly.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!!!" He screamed, taking off down the sidewalk.
Psychiatrists. The one persona, the career that people can love یا loathe مزید than the dentist یا doctor. They can be your best friend, worst enemy, یا a nuisance. Are all shrinks like that? No. Some people think of Bruce Willis' character in Sixth Sense as the shrink that helped Haley Joel Osmond overcome his fear of his own supernatural abilities. Some people may think of some older person that never really speaks, except for slight grunts and that annoying phrase,"Now, how does that make آپ feel?" Usually, it makes the person feel like they should knock that guy on their پچھواڑے, گدا and leave...
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posted by sawfan13
It was the دن to go back to good ole' NYC. Man, it's going to be so weird. The transitions from the actual jungle, to a city that everyone around calls "a jungle". Howl was sitting beside of me on the airplane. I put on my headphones, as he sat very adorable-like, looking all over at where he was going. I stroked his hair, assuring him everything is going to be okay. He smiled back at me and kissed me on the hand. I laid my head on his arm, as the plane took off.

Hours and hours went by. I felt exutiating pain in my butt from sitting too long. Even though it was a first class private airplane,...
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posted by kateeuy
Jenny was a seventeen سال old girl who lived in Sydney. One دن her mother sent her to live with her Nan who lived in the country side.
When she arrived at her Nan’s house, she opened the boot of the car to get her bags out and she put them on the ground. Her aunty helped her take the bags to her room.

“We have a party to go to in an گھنٹہ so get freshened up so we are ready” کہا her Nan.
“Ok. Thanks Nan” exclaimed Jenny.
When she arrived at the party she realised that it was only اگلے door to her house. There were a lot of people there that she didn’t know, including a boy who looked...
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posted by pixie09
this is a story that i wrote for my practice سال 12 exams, its theme was 'circle'
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The girl strode on, her ڈاکو, ہڈ firmly over her head, her eyes fixed on the horizon. Around her, the cars grew less, but the trees grew plentiful. The orb-like moon rose steadily into the sky making visibility almost possible through the canopy of ever increasing leaves.

None of this mattered. The girl strode on, her face set, her one intention clear in her mind.

The دائرے, حلقہ must have closure.

At this thought, the girl lengthened her stride, each step crunching the fallen,...
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posted by Ms_Montana
Spotlight

1. Kalte Pizza

Es war ein kalter und verregneter Tag im November. Manche Menschen bezeichneten diesen Regen sogar als Schnee, aber nicht so Helena. Sie war nicht der Typ Mensch der das alles beschönigte.
Während sie durch ماند, خلوت خانہ voll gestopften U-Bahnsteig hetzte, kramte sie ihn ihrer Tasche nach ihrem Handy. Sie versuchte in dem Gedränge die Nummer ihrer Mutter zu tippen, jedoch ohne Erfolg.
Helena rollte genervt mit ihren Augen. Ihre Mutter hatte ihr gesagt sie müsse mittags ihre kleine Schwester Allison abholen. Und nur deswegen stand sie hier.
Links von ihr telefonierte ein schwer...
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posted by GreenLight24
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Author's Note: Well hello faithful readers and lovers of writing alike! This is the sequel to the story "Blacktie." on this club. So, if u haven't read it, go ahead a check it out, as this requires some prior knowledge. If u have read it, then awesome! Revenge is a dish best served in a tuxedo! lol.

The nighttime air was calm and the sky was dyed with a deep and reflective blue-black shade. Blacktie was still giddy over the successful trial run of his mental recall technology. He brushed himself off lightly and straightened his bow tie as he began to walk down Meredith سٹریٹ, گلی towards his final...
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posted by whitelion
love, a word that can bring much joy یا much pain
it can put the دل at ease یا under strain
and as that word to each other we spoke
it made our hearts complete and not broke

a feeling unlike any other i felt
as آپ heavenly eyes made my دل melt
آپ were always the one, i could tell
cause from the moment i saw آپ in love i fell

the words to describe آپ a poet can never posses
آپ were always the one that was hard to impress
آپ wanted مزید than poetry and flowers could give
because only on true love your دل could live

to capture my دل for آپ it only took
one moment one smile and one unforgettable look
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posted by KatiiCullen94
my thoughts at the moment..

1.
i dont know what people see anymore.
i think مزید people decide what it is they really saw, jsut to make them feel better.
Because anything can be anything آپ want it to be.

2.
i dont think آپ relize it when your changing, because your always feeling normal, its takes someone to look at you, that someone doesn't have to know you, to tell آپ your wrong about self.

3.
The biggest mistake آپ can make it letting someone too close, because like newtons first law, one will continue to do whatever it is doing unless a force interuppts. That force can be anything....
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 Edgar Allen Poe - #1
Edgar Allen Poe - #1
Okay, so this is a countdown of my most پسندیدہ authors of all time. It goes from igood #10 to magnficient #1.

I am also so happy for myself because this is technically my first work of writing that I will soon publish.....

Alright, here it is;

1. Edgar Allen Poe - He has had a rough life filled with death, grief, abandonment, and misery, and his ways to cope with these difficult emotions were his magnificent stories and peoms that we enjoy to this day. Also, he and I can relate...
2. Stephen King - He has this enigmatic personality that makes آپ wonder and puzzle, and he's a bit of an oddball...
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posted by June4
A family who lives on a boat
Doesn’t want land but water to float.
Sometimes afraid to sink down
Of many holes they have around.
All what’s left is hope and faith.
A girl on the کشتی is very sick,
But the thoughtless father’s brain never gave a kick.
Never thought about what would happen,
That’s why they’re lost with a big reason.
All what’s left is 35 feet of rope and faith.
Believing in your heart,
There is a big feeling where to start
Never give it up nor never have enough.
آپ know what آپ want,
آپ know some things that آپ can’t have.
All what’s left is hope and faith.
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