Writing Article: Soon To Be Free- A Poem by Me

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posted by axlluver43

A place I once trusted
A place I once believed in
A place I once loved
A place I once missed
Is coved under a masquerade
Of misery and pain
The blue in the sky is now a shade
I feel like all this time was a game
A game of sham
A game of backstabbing
A game of war
A game of fate
I feel trapped in a box
Crammed in and lonely
With nothing but locks
With no key so that it can hold me
A box of lies
A box of fear
A box of loneliness
A box of weakness
I always have a word on mind
Just a few words long
To me it seems so thoughtful and kind
To me free it isn't a dance or song
Free as the wind
Free as a bird
Free as an angel
Free as a shooting star
The feeling will come to me
But not right now
I hope my soul can soon be free
So then I can take my final bow

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Venture Into the Unknown

posted by hgfan5602

As I grow to think about it more and more, and understand it more and more, I see that, as the saying goes, life is like a game of chess. But I have made my own saying up, which seems more true to me. Life is like a venture into the unknown. You never know what might await you next, more dangers, or even happy successes. But one thing is for certain, you cannot always be happy, or always be depressed. Life is like a mountain. You climb it, face all the challenges life brings you. You dump and break up, you win and make up. Things happen. You can't control it most of the time. So never blame yourself for bad things that happened to you in life. Life gets confusing a lot. But I still strive to reach my goals. Without goals, I would be like a broken-winged bird that could not fly. I would be aimless. I would not become better, build my character. Life is like a venture into the unknown, and I believe that to be true. So true.

The Distance In Your Eyes (Short Story)

posted by gravity12

I stand here looking at your emotionless, cold face from across this empty field. Behind me stand my most beloved people of all the world besides you with me. I can hear them breathing nervously along with mines, as I take slow, steady steps towards you. Our breaths get more nervous as I near you. However your piercing stare will not scare me, even if this act will be the last thing I do. With each step I try to remember through hazy memories what went wrong.

Only weeks ago you were a bubbly, lively, cheerful and friendly girl who wanted to have fun. Along with me, we were unstoppable, nothing...

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Human: Chapters 2 & 3

posted by sweetpea92

CHAPTER TWO
“Ok well the whole not kicking me thing is definite progress!” I said the uncomfortable silence was killing me. His midnight blue eyes for once showed something, I couldn’t tell if it was surprise or anger, though it was probably anger. That seemed to be a common theme with him. He walked over to me and I noticed that his feet still didn’t make a sound as they brushed against the dry ground.
“Ok,” He said, “what gave you the idea that I’m still human?” I rolled my eyes as I brought them up to meet his. “Well for...

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Buy my Love

posted by blossomyumyum

I know I asked for too much before
I know I deserved for you to walk out the door
But you didn’t need to give it away
I promise you I’ll give it a try

You don’t have to buy my love
You don’t need to give so much
I know I asked for a lot, never seemed satisfied
The word want makes me needy
Cause you don’t have to buy my love

Wants have become a trigger
I’ll put your white string around my finger
Shouldn’t have asked
I never should’ve asked

You shouldn’t be buying love,
Don’t give it all away to me
I hope you finally see
That wanting from you makes me feel
You shouldn’t buy my love

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The New Age (prologue)

posted by graystone

I don't remember how long I've been running on the open grounds. It does seem long enough. But I was determined,devoted. Up above me,I noticed the jet planes streaking through the blue-black sky. I did not care. I did,but I'm not going to pay any more attention to it than the sinking feeling of hopelessness that wrapped my mind. The grounds were filled with rocks and sharp stones. Any other day,I would have bothered to watch my way trying not to fall onto the sharp stones which threatened to tear my skin,but not today. No,not today...
There were sirens screaming faraway,in my direction and...

The Protectors Ch. 1

posted by problematic124

****Please don't copy, Enjoy!****
Chapter 1
The new girl
The first thought that came to Phire's mind of the new home she was ment to live in for the next four years was how strange. Her new hometown looked like something from a movie or a magazine.
If Phire hadn't known that she was in Open fields she probably would have mistaken this for L.A. or even Hollywood.
Everywhere Phire looked there was always something there. Whether it was stores or houses or even forests, it all looked perfect. What was funny was that Open Fields didn't even have a single farm. Nothing personal to the place but with...

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Save me (Re-write for spelling, grammar, etc.)

posted by Pixalfirebolt

Max's POV
I ran into my room crying. My head and my heart ached. I thought it was clear I loved Fang, but I guess he didn't know. I saw him kissing a blonde haired tramp at school today. I fell on my bed and burried my face in a pillow. I cried.

10 minutes later

I heard my door open, but I didn't dare to look. I knew who it was and I didn't want to talk to him. Fang sat down next to me and stroked my back.
"Max what's wrong?" He said, worriedly. I just shook my head.
"What's wrong?" I took my head out from under the pillow and stared daggers at him. I didn't care my mascara was running or that...

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Remembering Lisa

posted by dawnisbeauty

She sat there,at the foot of the bed,holding the book in her trembling hands.Rain fell,slamming against the window.The room was cold,dark,gloomy despite the bright blue of the walls.Somehow,blue didnt seem so bright anymore..not without her wide dimpled smile to liven it up.Lisa...the name filled her mind,sending little pinpricks of raw pain throughout her body.Lisa,bright thrteen year old Lisa,her only little sister was gone.Tears spilled from Jane's eyes.She looked out the window.Max was standing in the porch,his handsome face tight with concern.Somewhwere in her mind,she,Jane knew it was...

A Strange Meeting Part 1

posted by princess_mimi

Hey guys...I'm very much nervous... This is my very first writing.. I've never write anything in my whole life except for school essays ....I will update it in 3 parts... please if u like it leave a comment... criticism is also well-comed

Darjeeling,India. Darjeeling is definitely one of the most beautiful places on the earth. Every single thing of Darjeeling is beautiful. Its said that Great dangerous are always lurking behind every beautiful thing, same is here. Every single thing have its own story here. Some of them will make you happy and the others will make you sad or it will make you...

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Save Me Ch. 8

posted by para-scence

"Alessa! What happened?!" Micah shouted. I had a long, somewhat deep scar around my face. Last night Dad pushed me down the stairs, and the railing had scratched my face. But I just shook my head.

"Nothing. I just fell," I said. He sighed and shook his head.

"Would you please be more careful? Do you know what it'd do to me if anything happened to you?" I frowned.

"I'm sorry," I said quietly. He rolled his eyes and hugged me.

"C'mon. We're late for school."

***

After school, I told Micah I wanted to go to the park or something; just to have fun. I didn't tell him I was still afraid to go home. He...

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My life Story

posted by StarWarsFan7

Author's Note: "Look, now I am going to tell you a story of the life of Rosemary Vega a.k.a me."

I am 11 years old.
My birthday is on March 25.
I am very talented at writing stories, singing like famous people (example: Shakira, Selena Gomez, Demi Lovato and Lady Gaga) I love to act!
When I grow up I want to be singer or a voice actress.
I am interested in Star Wars, Pokemon, Everybody Hates Chris and George Lopez.
My favorite pokemon are: Jirachi, Roserade, Mismagious and Meganium.
I was born in Wilson, North Carolina.

Thank you for giving me your time to read this article! :D

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That Wasn't Your Fight[Ch.6]

posted by HarryPLover

"Overall, I can say that I do love him.."<3

I was still in his tight embrace. I never noticed how warm he was. Well maybe because I have never really hugged him like this before. I was just happy to have him back.
"Mmmmm. I missed you." I heard him whisper in my ear.
"Mmmm...No I'm pretty sure I missed you." I manged to whisper back. It felt a little weird saying that too him. I didn't want to be all rude and not say it back, but I just.. I still haven't decided whether I actually wanna go through with this or not.
Granted, I did say that I do love him like love him, love him, but at the same time I love him as my best friend and right...

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An Unforgetable Place-Part 3

posted by rAsberrStrarS

He took my face in his hands, so normally-as if it were a natural instinct to be doing something like this with me.
My breath caught in my throat,as we inclined our heads towards each other in perfect unison.
His lips were warm and soft and sweet,all at the same time,the sensation blinded me.That he was kissing me,not other better girls who'd had more experience.My heart was beating like a birds wings fluttering together in my chest.
Taylor pressed his forehead against mine ans sighed,his breath warmed my face.
We pulled back form each other but still twined our fingers together like we were never...

My story

posted by 4evercherylcole

It was a cold, breezy Autumn evening while Anna Brown, a reasonably fair girl, was watching EastEnders. She loved this programme and never missed it.

Anna, like I said, was a reasonably fair girl. Her kindness and helpfulness would sometimes flatter people. When she was a little girl, people used to 'oooh' and 'aaah' at her cuteness.

Soon Anna's Mother put her to bed. Her Mother told her to go to bed early that night for her Mother had a surprise in-store for her the next morning. It was for Anna's 9th birthday and she was extremely excited.

During...

Kat: a pet like no other 1

posted by woowie

Isabella and I were driving through the darkness of Florida. We had gotten married a year earlier, and decided it was time we got a pet. Finally, we came to the adress we were looking for.

At the door, there was a woman, and next to her was a large, purple, alien. "I'm Charlotte, and this is Penelope, the proud mother." said the woman. Penelope happily greeted us. "Where's the dad?" I asked.

"Oh, Zapnis? I honestly don't know where he ran off to this time. I suppose you want to see the babies?" she led us into a room. One ran forward, and crashed into my legs. She was light pink. "Boys are...

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Spirit Of Stone part 5

posted by TDIlover226

Eddie just sat there in the plain dark room, looking at the many tubes coming from the floor to the ceiling. He wondered how far away he was from home, he wondered what his parents thought, and if they'd already called the police, trying to look got him. He estimated that it had been about 3 day's sence he'd been taken. Now he could tell that it was getting dark, he wasn't sure how though, the room was dark, had no windows and was cold and damp. He thought that he might starve down there, sence the mutants hadn't been down there for some time now. He really thought that they were just messing...

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Overlooked

posted by spikes_girl

There are things in your every day life that you never take a second glance at. They're just there, noting to ponder over or to think about. Here are two short tribute poems to some overlooked objects in life.

Fountain

The ultramarine colored water
Dances down through a maze of marble obstacles
Creating clear rainbows across the sheer water's surface.

A carpet of copper and silver glints at the bottom
Coins
Lost with memory of young children
Wishing for new puppies
Ice cream cones
Hot dogs for dinner
For bedtime stories to become flesh
A cat in a hat to come skipping off the pages.

Everything is in this...