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posted by Lore_Master
Our story start's out the Ilse of Siege a tranquil world with eastern sea's inhabited kwa small village's filled with tiny rabbit like creature's with the sea being so calm and so clear wewe could see straight to the bottom of it's depth's and skies being so blue, so bright that it would bring tear's to you're eye's, to the western desert's so dry it would shrivel anything that would dare enter it's trecherous sand's leaveing only one race that could inhabit it's deadly region being as slinder as a snake they tend to make their house's under large rock's some time's so many gather together they...
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Just tell me what wewe think, :)     






Aria Glass sat on juu of her house with an unopened bia in her hand and her eyes on the sky. It was a beautiful night and Toby and Jared where at it again. Jared had become zaidi quick-tempered than usual, barking at almost everything. Neither boy’s where good at their temper control and over the years Aria had learned to let boys be boys and fight it out themselves. But Aria could take them both, Aria smirked at this thought, true au not they would never hurt her.
    But she did hate it when they fought, although...
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posted by Insight357
I awoke around ten that morning. I looked beside of me Alexander sat looking at me. A hint of a smile was on his face.
    “Good morning,” he said, handing me a cup of coffee.
    “Thanks,” I alisema taking a sip. It was just the way I like it, black.
    “You may want to get dressed,” Alexander said, eyeing my stomach. I pulled up the sheet.
    “Why? Clothes are so restricting,” I said. There was no point in getting dressed. I needed to avoid Grey as long as possible. She would be pissed.
    “I...
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It all started out as an ordinary day, man. Mrs. Krabaple, my stupid teacher wanted us to do a
project on the most intense, exciting siku of our vacation. Truth is, I actually DID my project, instead
of getting my dog, Santa's Little Helper to eat a piece of paper with the alphabet and some made
up curse words Milhouse made up that I thought were dumb. Anyway, all these kids had these boring
stories, while I was remembering mine:
It started two weeks ago, when Homer came home, not miserable au went to Moe's before coming
home. He seemed so giddy and excited.

Homer: Marge! Kids! Come to the living...
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George Clark looked at his newborn son Lucas. Devestated at the death of his wife, he wonders why she couldn't stop her alcoholic addiction, especially for her own child. After they found out she was pregnant, George encouraged her to go to theorpy, have interventions, au anything to stop her addiction. Nothing would help. Even knowning that she had a son on the way, she still drank. George refused to raise Luke all kwa himself. He felt like he wouldn't be a good enough single father to raise him. He tried for a month, but took Luke to an orphanage, hoping that his son would be adopted and have...
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It was almost one full mwaka after the siku Tsubasa’s best friend’s life was taken in a bloody raid. Tsubasa had felt angry ever since. He had a notoriously short fuse after it happened, the once calm Tsubasa. Tsubasa was aliyopewa that nickname when he was five years old, it was that friend, Sumiko Yamakawa, who gave it to him, and it was aliyopewa to him for how he appears to fly when he fights. Tsubasa was a modern samurai; he earned the title at a young age and lives up to it really well.
    It was a quiet afternoon when Tsubasa was riding in the back of a bus with his friend...
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posted by HouseMindFreak
Chapter 9

Jax slammed on the breaks of his truck in front of the Sakima home. With his shotgun in hand, he cautiously stepped out.
He could barely see through the thick darkness.
His lungs burned as he tried to breathe the frigid air that surrounded him.


“Mrs. Sakima!” he yelled stumbling over a rock.

“Help…”
A weak voice called out.

He ran through the darkness, trying to navigate where the voice came from.
His foot struck something hard causing him land on his stomach, knocking the breath out of him.
Not able to songesha from his inability to breathe he lifted his head and opened his eyes. A...
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posted by sawfan13
Running. Running as fast as I can and I can never stop, until I find her. I'm still in New York, but I'll ride a plane back to get her. But first I have to ask her parents for it. I don't know if they'll let me, since they wanted Adam to marry her. But I don't know. I just hope they say yes. I walked up to the door, and knocked on it. Lilith's mom answered it,"Howl? What are wewe doing here?" "I need the plane. I know where Lilith's at. I can feel it in bones." "Okay, but I have to send Debbie with you. She was the first person to help find Lilith as soon as she found out where she was at. I'll...
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posted by sawfan13
The man quietly entered the apartment of his girlfriend. He so badly wanted her back into his arms. His obsession. His love. His target. He entered her bedroom, as she rested in. He crept over to her, stroking her long black hair as she slept. A shadow that was not his appeared. He backed away from the woman, as the shadow was a man. A man with dark wild hair. A man that growled like a lion, but yet somewhat like a wolf.

Someone came in. He was touching Lilith. I walked over to him. I looked at him and said,"What are wewe doing here? Leave my Queen alone." "Look, man. I don't want any trouble....
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posted by sawfan13
As we got into the car, I plugged in Casey's Mp3 so we can listen to some of her music. I have never met a kid her age with muziki taste this awesome. She's even introduced me to songs that I've never even heard of before. Howl sat shotgun inayofuata to me and Casey sat in the back. We played the song Vacation kwa Simple Plan. Howl was curious about it, since the only song he's really heard of was Light my moto kwa The Doors. I told Casey how Howl and I met and she really loved it. She even asked me if she can write a story about how Howl and I met for a school project in English. I was flattered!

I...
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 Isabella
Isabella
    I woke up to a gloomy day. The reaping. I sigh, and get out of bed. I get dressed in a blue dress. I look into the mirror. My mom comes into the room, and braids my black hair. Everyday, she tells me I kubeba a strong resemblance to my father, but she never tells me who he is. "You look remarkable!" she says. She sighs. "Isabella Everdeen... I hope that name isn't pulled"
    "That game is foolishness! There are countless names in Panem. There are 24 tributes. Two of them from District 12. We havn't won in 36 years. 15 of them, I've been alive. 3 of...
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sorry everyone who reads these but i have to stop uandishi them for three weeks. I thnk i will be able to fit in maybe 1 in that period, but i have my prelims and i will be too tired au too something to publish them, sorry. But i will try, i promise!




































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CHAPTER 1



I opened my light blue eyes to buttery sunshine flooding through my window; no surprise despite the fact it was December 7. I live in Atlanta, Georgia, an always warm, always sunny place. The trees were always a brilliant green, the air always warm, and clouds rarely blocked the sky.
I detested it. Nothing against Atlanta itself, it was just too green, too bright, too hot. . . The air was thick and the humidity was high, and the unforgiving sun constantly beat down on my forehead. Maybe it's just me, but I fail to understand how anyone could possibly live in a place with even this much...
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Prom Night
By: fatchick and moolah
Chapter One: BEST PROM EVER
It was December on krisimasi Eve. Tucker and Kaylee were on their way to the midnight prom when, they ran into Ashlynn and Luke. They were on their way to prom too. Then they all went in the same car. On their way they ran into Hannah and Jacob, so they all rode together, when they ran into Anne and Jordon, then they went to prom. When they got there Haley was taking pictures about 10 dakika later Haley went up to Sean, the DJ, and Haley asked Sean to play a pop song. Then, Haley’s boyfriend, Zack came and they danced.
        Later...
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posted by sexiitreysongz
Chapter 2
The inayofuata morning I woke up feeling tired and worst than usually. Swollen feet, aching back, I was up all night long treating people who thought they had the flu. I knew I had to get up and go to work, I lived alone for now and somebody has to pay the rent. And right now, it's me. Just as I was about to get up the phone rang. "Hello?", "ohh thank goodness I caught wewe before wewe left. Listen jasmine, I know wewe really need this job to keep your rent up but you've been working yourself crazy down here at this clinic. You’re pregnant and I think wewe should really take the siku off, stay...
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This one is pretty short but I've been so busy, hope wewe like it maoni and tell me what wewe think.

Elena’s POV
I woke up to find the curtains being draw open and Stefan gone. Every thing seemed a little fuzzy. I could see a figure walked towards me. I sat up in kitanda and rubbed my eyes.
“Good morning sleeping beauty.” Damon spoke softly. When things came back to focus I saw Damon half dressed, wearing just a pair of sweats.
I ran my fingers threw my hair pulling it out of my face. “Where’s Stefan.” “Not here, in fact it’s just wewe and me. Hungry?”
He got up and headed for the...
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Chapter 1.
    I had just moved into forks, Washington, me and my brother Eddie were
close so after our parents died Eddie didn't leave me out of his sight.
I was unpacking and going through my things when I heard the door kengele
ring. I knew who it was because every time I moved the people inayofuata door
would come and welcome us. Well I figured it was our neighbor.
    I heard the door open and heard talking. I looked like a slob in my
baggy t-shirt and my shorts. So I changed into jeans and a long pink
tank top. I walked down stairs and alisema my hellos I let...
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Elena's POV

"Why don't wewe sit down and we can talk." I was pressed tightly up against the counter. "No need to be scared." Katherine was smiling as she took steps towards me. "Katherine this is between Damon, Stefan and wewe not me." Katherine tilted her head and shook it tell me no. "Honey this is about you."

Damon's POV

"How the hell could wewe do that? Damon I asked wewe to do this for Elena." Stefan was furious. I just rolled my eyes. "Your just upset because she may also have feelings for me to, just like Katherine."

Stefan sat there shaking his head. "Don't wewe get it Damon Katherine never...
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Ellen Collins is Moving to a new town.which means a new life,new house and new friends.Her new nyumbani was in the middle of town.It was huge.
"Mom...I don't like it here no one will like me." Ellen alisema to her mother concerned her partners were separated.It was a tough time for her.
"Not now hunny I'm on a very important business call.Why don't wewe go to school?" Her mom said.Her mom was a very impotent business women
"Can I have some money?For some food." Ellen said.
"Yeah yeah here's a twenty." Her mom alisema handing her a twenty dollar bill.
"Thanks."
"Go,go."
Ellen went in town,She stop a girl around...
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posted by ashesandwine
Not much to say, just thanks to DxCluvr for the help....
Thanks to Just_bella for all the help as well...
Thanks to Patrisha727 for helping me find the banner and the ikoni for my spot...
And thanks to everyone for the support...
This time the lines are all mine... No song to inspire them



"Daniel's POV"

Can I fight when there's no hope? Can I smile when there's no happiness? Can I still upendo when the one I upendo is gone? Can I live when I hope for death?
I try to stay awake not wanting to dream of her, not wanting to see her eyes, her lips, her face begging to stay with me! I'm trying to go back...
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