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posted by DxCFan123
That whole time, I had forgot about my powers. Everything. Like I was a regular person. But that scream, it was of help. What was I gonna do? I couldn't. It would hurt him. I couldn't use my powers. But I had to. I ran out of the cave. I looked around. It started to rain. I didn't do that. I couldn't change it. If I couldn't change the weather, What would I do if I couldn't control things? I saw it. A giant monster. It threw Bruno out of it's hands and onto the rough, muddy ground. "Bruno!" I screamed. I ran over to him. He was injured with a gash in his forhead and was bleeding from the back of his head. I was just staring at him. His chest was barely lifting, but he was alive. Tears burned my eyes. It would be miraculous if he survived these kind of injuries. No one ever does. Not even in movies. The monster, which resembled a large deformed human, cried out a horrible screech that could have turned you deaf. I turned back to Bruno to examine his wounds. I noticed his shirt was ripped on the right shoulder, revealing tattoo-looking marks. It read 2 letters: G and H. I stared at it. I have the very same tattoo. I rolled up my sleeve to see the very same tattoo written the same way, same color, same calligraphy, on my arm. Again, the monster screeched loudly. I turned around and got up.

"Who- or.. what are you?!" I screamed at it. It turned around and stared at me with its bewildered eyes. My eyes darted around to verify what I had to fight with. Trees and rocks seemed like the best thing right now. I forgot what was happening, that Bruno was injured and dying, that my parents were dead, that Bruno is also a God Helper, and focused myself to one thing: kill this monster. Also forgetting that Bruno was behind me, I used my powers and threw trees at the thing. Leaving only scratches and bruises, I went for the rocks. They injured the hideous things and it began to weaken. Then, it picked me up and screeched once more. Now, all those thing reappeared in my mind. Tears that had been in my eyes started streaming. This thing was probaly going to kill me, too.

"Hey!" a voice from behind me yelled. I tried to twist around to see who it was, but the monster's grip was too tight.
"Unhand her!" yelled the voice again. Its grip loosened, dropping me. I started to scream, but I believed Bruno would be under me, his arms reaching out to catch me. I awaited his grip, but nothing. I fell from the monsster's hand to the rockky, muddy, rough terrain.

Everything went black
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posted by hgfan5602
I don't believe you.
I really don't
After all these years
This is what you give me?

Why did you break up with me?
I don't understand.
You were so close with me
And then that tech freak came by
And you left me.
You abandoned me.

Why did you dump me?
Such a close friend of mine.
Laughing with me all these years
Crying with me.
Now, you leave me.

Why?
I don't understand anything that happened.
Why can't happy things happen
In this world?
Why do things have to be so sad?

I can't accept that it happened.
Because I am still a close friend
Of yours
But I can't accept the facts.
I just can't.
The girl steps back and looks away for a moment.
    “I apologize, my name is Amelia. What are you called?”
    Re-boot. “My name is Zero.”
    “Zero, will you join me in the battle against Ragnarok?”
    I hesitate. Ragnarok? Could this really be the end of days? These creatures, I know they’re powerful, but are they really capable of destroying everything? Hehehe, well, at least I won’t be bored fighting them. I straighten my back and say: “Yes, I will join you in preventing the end.”
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I never thought it could possible happen to us here in Salem, a boring town in New England; but it did and the consequences from the action executed were fatal.

My senior year, I had high hopes. It was going to be the best year of high school. I wasn’t going to deal with crazy obsessive drama I usually dealt with every year; I was going to have fun, party, celebrate my last year of high school; then on to collage.
My best friend Nick and I were going to go to Chester Collage together. Sure we hadn’t been accepted in yet and we hadn’t sent in our applications, but it was our senior year,...
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posted by Lore_Master
Laying there stareing at the ceilling with the smell of bacon engulfing his nostrels he kept trying to figure out
where he had smelled it before, the hero scratched his nose as he looked over at the door seeing if the women was
still there... she wasn't, "Ah now is my chance." snickered the hero working his way to his feet, surpriseingly it
wasn't hard getting to his feet, he creeped to the kitchen door pearing in to see if anyone was around, he scanned
the kitchen searching for the mouth watering smell. He danced lightly across the kitchen floor with a big grin on
his face seeing the bacon...
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posted by StarGirl1721
When you hope,
You expect and wish,
You have a feeling for wanting,
Your desires to be filled,
You don’t want them killed,
Hope makes you stronger,

We live to hope,
Hope is what keeps us going,

Keep it sealed,
Let it be healed,
Like it’s your shield,
Sometimes it’s your battle field,

Keep hope close to you in life,
Sometimes you need to rethink twice,
For hope is unstable,
It comes and goes,

Hope is a special gift,
Not everyone knows,
If they do, they don’t bother to show,


Some of us want to lose hope,
Some of us want to regain hope,

Some think it’s a useless tool,
Yet they’re the ones blind,
Who won’t come to mind?

You and I, we all need hope,
No matter how far we seem from it,
It will find us one day,
For hope will come to us,

Wish and desire you heart out,
Keep in mind,
Don’t back away;
You know what you want,


Keep hoping till the END……
posted by para-scence
Later, Blair got us a lot to eat. I was so thankful; I don't think I'd ever eaten that much food in one sitting. She let us take showers as well. I was eager to get rid of the dirt and crap. James went to work, but Blair stays home. Jori went off to school. I was kind of fascinated with that. I wanted to ask her what it was like; I'd stopped going to school in third grade. I had no idea what middle school, let alone high school was like. And Sage had never been to school a day in her life. Good thing Paige was such a good teacher.

"Do you girls need anything?" Blair asked. I was pretty much...
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Chapter 4

The Beginning of Mission


Jason was in a strange little futuristic town. It was dark at night, there were odd blue lights glowing all around him, and there were barely any buildings. As he walked he heard a voice. It was slightly squeaky, the sound echoed. Although, when Jason made a sound, the same volume and pitch, there was no echo. (Just a plain voice.) Strange, Jason thought. Something strange is going on, and I know it, eagerly thought Jason. Jason heard the same squeaky sound again. Now from all directions, Jason could hear the voice. He attempted facing a different direction....
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posted by greenstergirl
if this girl was wearing modern clothing do u think she would suit Janie better than my drawing? (No duh!!)
if this girl was wearing modern clothing do u think she would suit Janie better than my drawing? (No duh!!)
Danny:

I grabbed my pink and green duffel bag off the wooden shelf beside my green bed.

I was inside the earth elemental tree house where all the earth elementals sleep if they are staying in the BOES over night. Marcus, Brenna, and I were supposed to be sleeping but we all weren't. We were running out to go find Janie. We weren't supposed to leave.

After pulling on skinny jeans and a green Nike shirt I was ready. I woke up Marcus after I had pulled on my brown converse and jacket.

"wha....what is it Danny?" He asked impatiently while rubbing his eyes. I ruffled his black hair.

"Get up meat head...
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posted by ryans_love
Temporary Home

    For some people, this world is only a stopover. They arrive here to do some good while they can, but they know that this is still not their true home. They are angels who come to light up our lives with their luminescence and to teach us what they can before they have to move on. They flash in on golden wings, but it seems that they are gone before you can say “Thank you” or “I love you”. They leave softly, without fanfare. They kiss our brow as lightly as a heart’s whisper, and smile, blinding us with its brightness. When we blink, they are gone.
posted by HarryPLover
Friends Are Forever,so I thought.
All those pictures that I bought,now torn apart along with my broken heart.

I miss those hugs and laughs we use to share,because now they act like they don't care.

Now all we do is fight.
I wish God would give us some light,give me a solution to solve all this tension.

Friends don't back stab you.
Friends don't talk behind your back or be pissed off at you when they feel like it.

Nobody seems to care anymore.
Now girls are turning into whores.
All I know is that now we are all friends for never.
When we need to go back to being friends FOREVER!
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posted by ZekiYuro
My Name's Jon,And This Happened To Me When I Was On Holiday In Seville,In The South of Spain.


I was having a coffee in a bar when a man came up to me.He was quite smartly dressed,and he looked very respectable.'Do you speak English?'he asked.He definitely wasn't Spanish,but I'm not sure where he was from.'I'm very sorry to bother you,but I have a serious problem,'he continued.'I'm here on a business trip,and I've lost my briefcase-it had my passport,my wallet,my money,my credit cards,my mobile,my address book,everthing.Could you help me?I need to borrow 60 euros to get the train to Madrid-my...
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posted by ZekiYuro
OK,now the painting we are looking at now is by the French painter Toulouse-Lautrec.
The painting is called At The Moulin Rouge.As you probably know The Moulin Rouge is a nightclub in Paris.Maybe some of you remember the film Moulin Rouge?In the 19th century,the nightclub was very famous for its beautiful dancers and singers.
Toulouse-Lautrec did a lot of paintings and posters of the Moulin Rouge.He especially loved painting the dancers.And in these paintings he sometimes included his friends too.
In the middle of the picture there are 5 people who are sitting at a table having a drink.The woman...
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posted by GreenLight24
I'd wear that...
I'd wear that...
Author's Note: Hey everyone. I'm fascinated with villain psychology and bad guys in general...they always seem to be more interesting and have better back-stories than the good guys...anyways, this is my first attempt at writing a villain I created from scratch, so I'd appreciate any feedback, positive or negative. IF U READ THE ORIGINAL BLACKTIE, THIS IS NOT IT. This is a very very very similar version. The only difference is that I've edited the beginning to make the character more relatable...But fear not!, the awesomeness is unaffected by this endeavor! Now, where was I? Oh yes, the story....
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posted by ttmrktmnrfn0830
One last dip, I thought. One last dip before we go.

My kids were packing up the stuff on the beach, and my husband smiled at me. God blessed me with a great family.

"I'm going to do one last swim before we go," I said.

"Denise, it better be quick," murmured my husband.

"It will," I replied.

My toes dug into the sand, before going into the salty water. I felt the numbing cold in my body as I jumped in. It felt refreshing and comforting.

But, then something was wrong.

I felt this throbbing headache after not even a couple of minutes. I held onto my head, pressuring it, but it felt even worse.

"Denise?!"...
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