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A Valentine’s Gift: A Story of Determination

    Every once in a while we face certain challenges in life; whether it would be at work, school, home, au an illness. At times we don’t know if we have the courage and inner strength to get passed our obstacle. And sometimes during our worst obstacles, we can accomplish the unexpected. Depending on the challenges we face in life, we still must keep our dignity, even if we lose the battle.
    The two were unprepared for the siku at the hospital, where Lisa would undergo a biopsy. They thought of the procedure...

January 1st 2010
Dear Diary, my name is Cassandra (Cassie) Thorp and...
My new years resolutions are...
1. GET A BOYFRIEND!
2. Tell Gwen how much she owes me from last year.
3. Try not to spend hours staring at pictures of Henrie Green (my future husband).
4. Use zaidi Clean and Clear.
5. Try to gain some weight.(I look anorexic)
6. Feed Pepsi.
7. Stop killing all the goldfish.
8. Shrink.
9. Don't smoke.
10. Earn zaidi money.

Well, a new year, and I want this one to be better than the last, which is probably a pipe dream but... wewe never know. I just wish Cerys and Tareesa and Amelia would except me into...

Author's Note: Hey, guys! :D I've finally drafted the third installment of the "Blacktie." series. It does require some knowledge of the first two stories ilitumwa in order here: link]http://www.fanpop.com/clubs/writing/articles/213262/title/blacktie-revised-version[/url][/url] and here:link]http://www.fanpop.com/clubs/writing/articles/213538/title/blacktie-dinner[/url][/url] This is the story of Blacktie's run-in with a female accomplice! It picks up right where the sekunde story left off. Enjoy. :D

Anthony gently pulled at his bow tie and unbuttoned his kanzu, koti as he peered devilishly towards the...

wewe want to be there. wewe know wewe do. Don't lie, dahling. It's okay. I know what you're thinking when wewe look up at that splendorous place atop the mountain. I
know what fills you, spurs wewe on, fuels your dreams. You're obsessed with being chosen. Everyone is.
    The Land wewe thirst for has loomed at the juu of the mountain in Metopia for as long as wewe can remember. But for most of the year, it's covered in fog, it's color changing with each passing siku as if it's a gargantuan mood ring. wewe begin your mornings staring at the fog, longing for the fateful evening when...

wewe laugh at something just not funny and the only thing wewe do is apologise, even if wewe don't mean it, wewe do because the people hearing wewe laugh do not appreciate it. How could they?

You hear something sad about another and wewe apologise, because wewe may feel bad for them but wewe don't know what to say and wewe think saying anything else au not saying anything at all is inconsiderate, but it's not fair on wewe because wewe don't know what to do with that information.

You did wewe best to save something au someone for someone else but wewe fail and wewe know that wewe haven't Lost anything but...

The ride to brianas wasnt far but I could hardly see with the wind blowing at my face wich hurt my eyes I realy couldnt tell what happen next,but in a mgawanyiko, baidisha sekunde I found myself inches away from falling on my face to seeing I face close to mine
He was teenage boy hard gray eyes that made me want to break wich is hard to imagen how I got that idea ,he cant break me id break his nose nefore he could even touch me
And yet here I was tightly locked in his arm
“thank wewe for cacthing me before I fell”i alisema very formaly he says nothing he states into my eye with a confused experation he pulls...

Hello my name is Leila Claudette Xavier the daughter of Max Oscar Xavier. The CEO of Xavier Arms Of War au X.A.W. it is the number one provider of weapons for the arm forces. X.A.W. has been around since world war one we are a family of geniuses mean the Xavier are know for that. I graduated from college when I was ten years old and was valedictorian of my high school class at the age of eight. I’m now fifteen. I woke to the sun pouring thought my bay window here in Virginia beach, pwani near Camp Pendleton so named after General William Nelson Pendleton an Episcopalian minister at Grace Church...

Terrence moved slowly, watching where he placed his feet. He didn’t want to step on those certain floorboards that squeaked and risk scaring the small girl. He quietly picked his way across the floor, and stopped at the edge of the child’s bed. Gently, he placed a hand on her shoulder, and for a moment, his eyes became locked on the stark contrast of their skin tones. She was very light in color, almost a peachy shade. He was dark in tone, close to the color of chocolate. He smiled at this.

“Rosie,” He said, voice barely above a whisper. “It’s almost daylight. Time to get up, kiddo.”...