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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 jikoni 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 alisema 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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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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posted by Pushkin319
Remember that wewe want to make a good impression and that the presentation of your manuscript is the first step. When you're preparing a manuscript, whether it's an article, a short story, au a novel, there are certain styles that make your piece stand out. wewe want it to look professional—not like the large percentage of manuscripts that appear as if the writer took no care at all in the presentation.

Writers disagree on whether editors really care about the typeface and the line spacing and whether the manuscript follows a certain style au format. Some editors don't care about these things,...
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CHAPTER TEN:
Two hours pass, and during those hours, I ponder what to do next. Danny lays unconscious, his wounds have healed, but I can sense he still is in pain. On impulse, I have injected him with my blood. I enough to turn him into a vampire. I know he will not be as powerful as I was when I was turned, as I have not aliyopewa him enough to accomplish this feat. I lay back in a chair, continuing to ponder my inayofuata move. I am startled when the phone rings. When I look at the clock, it is eleven thirty. I answer, not knowing what to expect. “Hello?” I answer. “Hey Ashley.” I hear from...
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Me: okay i actually found this story in my local newspaer from 20 years back. And i'll put a symbol for town names. I don't want rapists au pheaodifiles coming to my town... okay lets begin. And i shall have to give some background history. Well at there was a renovation going on at $ which was between # and &, for an old mental asylum to be converted into a power house musuem. Anyway so this story takes place then. I think i'm not sure of dates.
$ was a small town, very small as in like only three -5 thousande people


okay so in Australia out in the country there was a young couple travelling...
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posted by xXDreamWriterXx
This is the rough draft of the first chapter of "Beyond a Dream" It's a book that I'm currently uandishi but it would nice to get some feedback about it. Its long but hope wewe like it!

Chapter 1

“What! We’re moving?!”

Aria stares at her father, Thomas, with disbelief and utter horror. Thomas sat in his inayopendelewa seat; a maroon armrest chair with soft kind of fabric that made it hard not to touch. His shoulder length silver layered hair and black framed glasses that went over his gray eyes made him look like the plain glasses business man that he was. Aria stood in the middle of their living...
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posted by ChiliPepperLuv
People say flowers are beautiful.
They're beautiful, that's true.
They also provide oxygen for us.
People say weeds are ugly.
They apparently have no value,
Nor do they deserve to live.
I'm not talking weeds that grow in the garden.
I'm talking about wild plants.
Well, weeds are flowers, too.
Just give them a chance.
Once wewe get to know them, they're amazing.
They can be just as pretty as flowers.
I may not be an orchid au a sunflower.
I may not be a rose au an iris.
I'm zaidi of a dandelion.
I may be a weed, but I'm not so bad.
Give me half a chance. I'm pretty neat.
So, weeds are flowers, too.
Get to know them. They're pretty great.
posted by deedragongirl
 I upendo this photo.
I love this photo.
Hi guys, since I upendo to write, here are the topics that I upendo to write.

Travel Log

After watching a few video of Rick Steve on Youtube, I was very inspired kwa him to be a travel log since I upendo travelling, especially to Europe, zaidi parts of the US and both South and Central America.

Movie & Musical Review

I upendo to write about sinema and vichekesho vya muziki that I had seen, so whenever the latter is adapted into the former. I would also compare them if I had seen a musical before, however spoiler alerts ahead!

Book & Movie Review

Although I had done this a couple of times on Dan Brown's Da Vinci Code and Angels & Demons, I hope to do zaidi of this!

Enjoy Writing!

Whenever I write, I tried to improve myself and on my uandishi skills. It also became a hobby that I really enjoy!
 How I wish!
How I wish!
posted by mermaidgirl1010
Another siku in paradise, NOT!
Just another summer siku of hanging out with Marafiki and such.
Omg. He. Is. Hot. My friend and I were riding our bikes and I saw the cutest guy IN THE UNIVERSE. Well, maybe I am exaggerating but STILL! He is hot!
I must have been staring because the inayofuata dakika I was on a tree. OMG. He was looking at ME!!!!!!! ''Hi I'm Brady."
"I......I........." OMG! Sooooo stupid! My best friend was gone now and he leaned down. OMG. He kissed me! Then...... gone. I was in my bed. Was it a dream? Well, I think i'll check just to be sure.
posted by Insight357
Alexander stood in front of me. I was looking up at him from my spot in the shower.
    “Now what did wewe think wewe were going to accomplish kwa coming down here?” He asked, and looked around.
    “I thought wewe wouldn’t find me,” I admitted sheepishly. It sounded stupid when I alisema it.
    “Your thought process has yet to amaze me,” he chuckled. “This room is sound proof, right?”
    “Uh, yeah. Why?” I looked up at him curiously.
    “Just wondering if that maintenance...
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posted by Insight357
I was outside. It was hot and sunny. About summer time, I was guessing. Beside of me set an old room. It was in ruins. I studied it for a moment, and then it hit me.
    The room was the one I had been in when I put the kisu through my heart. I walked over to it, and ran my hand over the charred remains.
    It started to rain, sprinkling at first, and then it became harder. I took shelter in the room, half of the roof still stood.
    The sun was in the eastern part of the sky, and it was raining in the west. I saw a upinde wa mvua emerging...
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posted by Insight357
I went back to the motel after Lucy left. I never did figure out why she was running. inayofuata time I saw her I would ask…Hopefully I would see her again.
    Damien is all alone alisema a voice. I shook my head, as my hands began to shake and my moyo raced.I sat on the creaky motel bed. It was cold, and hard. I didn’t care though. I was too emotionless to care. I didn’t feel like I was apart of this world. The walls and furniture were only an illusion, and this was my hell. I had already died. Maybe if I died in hell I would be officially dead.
    Damien...
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posted by Insight357
I paced around the room, Alexander would be nyumbani in a few minutes. I was going to tell him what happened between Grey and me. I was nervous, but I had to do it. It wasn’t fair of me not too.
    “Alexander, I know this is bad, but I must tell you,” I practiced aloud, staring at the empty wall. “I slept with Grey, and I know I shouldn’t have done it, but she seduced me. I tried to say no, but I was too weak. I really tried, though. Please, please forgive me Alexander. We can work it out, I know we can,” I thought I was doing really well; I prayed he would forgive...
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Not long zamani people believed that in the future we would work less,have zaidi free time,and be zaidi relaxed.But sadly this has not happened.Today we work harder,work longer hours,and are zaidi stressed than 10 years ago.We walk faster,talk faster,and sleep less than awali generations.And although we are obsessed with machines which save us time,we have less free time than our parents and grandparents had.But what is this doing to our health?An American journalist James Gleick in a new book,Faster:the acceleration of just about everything,says that people who live in cities are suffering from...
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posted by ZekiYuro
In 1952,Audrey Hepburn was in Rome,making the film Roman Holiday with Gregory Peck.She was engaged to James Hanson,a London 'playboy',and she asked a famous Italian designer,Zoe Fontana,to make her a dress for the wedding.

Signora Fontana said,'Audrey was 23.She was so young and so beautiful then.She tried the dress on many times.It was in white lace,with a lot of tiny buttons down the back,and she wanted to wear flowers on her head.'

But 2 weeks before the wedding,Audrey Hepburn decided not to get married.She phoned Zoe Fontana and said,'I've cancelled the wedding.But I want another girl to...
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I think that the most important lesson I learned from my mentor, mwandishi Arline Chase, concerned foreshadowing. Here is the bila mpangilio House Webster’s definition of foreshadow: to onyesha au indicate beforehand. In other words, to provide some hint, clue, au 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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Mick Jagger went back to his old school recently-for the first time since he left in 1961.He was invited to the school to open the 'Mick Jagger Performing Arts centre',a new muziki and drama department at Dartford Grammar School.

Jagger alisema that he was 'honoured' that the centre was name after him.But in a newspaper interview 2 days before he told the journalist that in fact he hated school and that he used to be a rebel.

He didn't use to do the homework-'there was far too much'-and he was continually at war with the teachers.He used to break the rules all the time,especially rules he thought...
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Write hard and clear about what hurts.
-Ernest Hemingway

There is nothing to writing. All wewe do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.
-Ernest Hemingway

Everybody walks past a thousand story ideas every day. The good writers are the ones who see five au six of them. Most people don’t see any.
-Orson Scott Card

For me, uandishi is exploration; and most of the time, I’m surprised where the journey takes me.
-Jack Dann

The hardest thing about uandishi is writing.
-Nora Ephron

If a writer falls in upendo with you, wewe can never die.
-Mik Everett

Don’t try to figure out what other people want to hear from...
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Asia is a culture with unique taste not only for their arts, dancing, singing, theater and religion. Even each of their weddings holds different character and distinction in them. Westhill Consulting Travel and Tours brings wewe Indonesian wedding culture which has been practiced through time in all wedding ceremonies in each island. Yes, even in the now industrialized capital, Jakarta, Indonesia.

Count yourself fortunate if you've had the opportunity to attend an Indonesian wedding. The fascinating wedding ceremonies and festivities give expatriates a unique opportunity to gain insight into...
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