Writing Article: Suicide Squad trailer review

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posted by MovieReveiw

This is an opinion so if you don't like these logoff...now.
In my opinion the new Suicide Squad sucks. Harley Quinn is not even Harley Quinn any more, Deadshot has stupid movie lines, and no King Shark. WTF. I will explain this all for people who are not familier with The Suicide Squad.
Since the beginning of time Harley Quinn has had an accent and, guess what, no accent in the new Suicide Squad. And since when does Harley Quinn dress like a fucking slut.
Deadshot is normaly the main charecter in The Suicide Squad but now he has two stupid ass lines, "So we are some kind of Suicide Squad?" Yes you are stupid it is the title of your movie. "Let's go save the world." Fuck it I am done with Deadshot fully.
King shark is, well, a giant shark but now they have replaced him with a less cool Killer Crok.

Sucky one

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Unspoken Voice (book two)

posted by Cries_Bloodlova

Part one
The kiss
There is nothing around me nothing but darkness, loneliness and the pain I always feel. Emotional pain that is. Where is he where is my hero? The one I trust the one I love where is he. Not here. Not in my thoughts? How could that be? I love him too much to let him go. I look around still nothing but darkness. Wish some one would save me I wish someone would care. I have no idea why all this black nothingness surrounds me I’m alone. Like I always am. Am I dead? I hope so. To bad I will…. wait Finnick is dead to. So are Katniss and Peeta. I’m glad I’m dead then I’ll...

Escaped chapter 2

posted by fiestagirl12345

Kalie's P.O.V

we saw the zombies coming our direction.we got our arrows ready. we were slowly walkinng when Anny falls on a coprse. we saw it was the scientist,. she screams in a high pitched. i wuickly cover her mouth. one zombie came by the pale grey skin. peeled bloody patches. white grey eyes. the rotten meat odor. i shoot it wtih the bullet. the blood flying. we went runnig. so we were the only ones alive. thats why the testers wanted us. they thought we were effected. well we are clean. for now. we kept running the growling of zombies behind us. i trun and see one of them grab anny's neck. i shoot them and they fall guts going. i grab her and check her. luckily she was alright. i sigh in relief and carry her over my shoulder. we were runnig when their was a cliff. now what?

Here's to the Creatures and the Ones That Dream Them (Intro)

posted by Jamie105

I need to stop and catch my breath but I can't.

I have to keep running even if I die trying. I wouldn't let them win; couldn't let them win. They're getting closer now.

Have you ever had those dreams where you feel like you're running at the speed of light but you're hardly moving? That's how I feel now. No matter how hard I try, it's like no effort is made. Not like my nightgown was helping.

I keep running, not even knowing what's chasing me. All I know is, they're hungry for flesh and blood; my flesh and blood. I don't know why. I don't know how this happened. I don't even know where I am; all...

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The 20 Dollar Coin: A ghost story.

posted by TheRatKing1

January, 1865.

She made a face of disgust. It shouldn't have smelled, but it did. The " it" in question was a former Solider...Cavalry..or maybe a foot soldier? It was hard to tell WHAT rank he was in the early morning light.

She dragged the body to a safer location: a deeper room in the mansion, to look through its pockets. Just what...... the Late Henry Hampton of the 2nd Regiment Cavalry of Pennsylvania was doing all the way in Atlanta was anybody's guess, but by the looks of things, there had been some sort of fight.

The old Sullivan Plantation was burned down during Sherman's March last year,...

Run Prologue

posted by tigerseye43

Tell me what you guys think!

The sirens wailed in the distance. Whitney knew they would be here soon and she'd have to run. She took a long drag on her cigaratte and then stomped it out. She grabbed her cars keys and yelled down the hall.
"Jake, we gotta go!" She yelled. Jake appeared at the end of the hall. His blue eyes looking at her with a smirk on his perfect lips. His dirty blonde hair spiked up in a sexy way. He wore white supras with dark jeans and a red, black, and grey plaid shirt.
" 'K babe." Jake said. He walked down the hall to her and hugged her close. She wore a grey tank top...

Always Darker

posted by sparkles3

this is a fan fiction of the novel, Darker Still, by Leanna Renee Hieber.
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Disclaimer: Ms. Hieber own the rights to the book Darker Still.
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Summary: In New York, 1880, Natalie Stewart fell in love with Lord Denbury, known as Johnathon Whitby to family and close friends, who was trapped in a painting; and under a curse. With the help of family friend, Evelyn Northe, she is able to free him, and they leave the state.

But history repeats itself.

Now, in present day New York, 13 year old Katia Whitby (Natalie's Greatx6 granddaughter)has become entranced by a painting which seems oddly alive. Katia is also mute, like Natalie was. She seems to some of the same abilities that her great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother did. Because her father works for the local museum of art, she's able to see the incredible painting with which she's obsessed more often. But is that really best?

Somnium Ch. One

posted by alicia386

If you want more awesome writing go to True Writers.

Chapter One

The constant roaring of the thunder and the sparks shooting from the lightening you would have thought we had planned for this. Nothing is planned for in Somnium. No one expects these tragic events to occur. Even if we did plan for it, it still wouldn't change the mood. It would not make me feel any better. It wouldn't change the fact that my brother was now lying in a cold coffin dead.
The weather was the least of my concerns at the moment. This funus, or celebration for the dead, was at my top priority list. Although...

How to write a literature review

posted by ZekiYuro

What This Handout is About…
This handout will explain what a Literature Review is and offer insights into the form and
construction of a Literature Review in the Humanities, Social Sciences, and Sciences.
Introduction
OK. You’ve got to write a literature review. You dust off your world literature
anthology book, settle down in your Ebert and Roper at the Movies theatre chair with
your popcorn and soda in hand, and get ready to issue a “thumbs up” or “thumbs down”
as you leaf through the pages. “Literature Review” done. Right?
Wrong! The “literature” of a literature review...

Ambitions: Chapter One

posted by Dhampires

Blood spattered everywhere. From the ground trickles of blood managed to reach my cheek.

I stood horrified tears swelled my eyes, my vision going unfocus the pain hit hard causing me to catch my breath. Tears rolled down my cheeks, the scene I'd witnessed far beyond my believe.

Yet I saw it all eye to eye.

She'd fallen at my feet soaked in her own blood. The images played over in my head-a deep cut to her side, another to her throat, the final one was a stab just below the heart. I looked away my whole body shaking in fear, outrage and confusion.

I'd miss taken her for dead until I turned...

True Story

posted by saracomet

Once there was a girl her name was Blair. Blair had no friends so she went online. Then she found Fanpop. On the first month a mean girl was online and comment on Blair's wall. First, the girl wrote on her comment. Then, she called Blair names. Blair tried so hard to just forget about it, but she couldn't so Blair reported her. It got to a point that Blair couldn't go on fanpop she was scared that the girl would get back on. So Blair told the mean girl that she should back off, and if she post another ugly comment she would report her that second. Then, Blair's cousin got on Fanpop, and told...

Oliveer - Let the cherry blossoms flutter part 3

posted by narlyvamp1234

“Who is he?” asked Bloom. I shook my head. “I don’t know…” I said, “That’s why I screamed. Abby walked over to the boy and felt for a pulse. She nodded her head and looked back at me. “He’s alive,” she said, “Just unconscious.” I nodded. “What do you propose we do with him?” Abby asked me. I looked at her then over at Bloom. Bloom was looking hopefully at the boy, silently wishing he would be okay. “Take him up to one of the guest bedrooms.” I said without thinking. Abby nodded and grabbed the boy, caressing him in her arms. “As you wish, Milady.” She walked...

A Sweet Haven

posted by hgfan5602

How I long to be back in my sweet haven,
Covered in blankets,
Replenished with water and the works,
Right now.

But.
I am not always so lucky to have one
For I am not your regular kid
Who always is lucky to have everything

For...
I am not a kid
I am not a person with a home
I am...
An infamous vagabond
Known for many cases of murder
And everything that I consider to be
My hobby.

I love being a bad vagabond.
Being bad's how I live.
So live with it.
Or get killed.
This.
Very.
Instant.

Fire Within

posted by Faith-Rulz

Fire.
It is destruction.
But yet,
it shines beauty, and;
it is the gift of rebirth,
new beginnings,
the strength that boils within your soul,
bumbling deep inside
beneath the surface
waiting for you to
spread your wings like a phoenix,
showering you with the fire
waiting to burst to the surface and shine.

Fire,
its energy,
raw and primal energy
one so old,
the flames cry a thousand tears,
of souls lost within its flames,
their souls,
live within the fire's kiss
eternally,
becoming one with the fire,
and be reborn,
forever and eternal
as a phoenix...
the soul immortal
as is the fire,
wild, passionate, primodial
can it be tamed?
No. can love be tamed? No
Love is like the fires....untamed, unstoppable...
it consumes,
like a fire's kiss.
Do you dare to play a fire's game??

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Friendship Over an Air Guitar

posted by NormalcyIsDead

A little girl walked around the open playground, her solid brown eyes looking at the ground, sun shining on her straight auburn hair. It was her first day of Second Grade at a new school, and she didn’t know anyone there. She much rather liked walking around and looking at all the little bugs and twigs and other stuff she could find, though, instead of playing Tag, or swinging, or making necklaces out of dandelions.

As she stooped down beside the tire house to poke at a little colony of ants, she heard a humming noise. She looked up and saw a little boy about her age, sitting on the top...

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Abnormally Abnormal part 1

posted by TheFictionists

Evlynn

Honestly, I never thought I would become a vampire.

Well, I was expecting it..sort of. My parents are distant and weird and awkward. They don't talk much. Well, I don't talk much. In general. Well, ever. I mean, a seventeen-year-old eleventh grader..with bright yellow eyes and blue-black hair..who would want to talk to me. Honsetly, if anyone did, I'd run away. Literally.

Back to my point. So basically waking up to your parents saying, 'Good morning sweetheart, you're grandparents were vampires, and you are too' isn't exactly a good morning. I'm not like a old 'I Vant to Svuck Your Bluhd' vampire....

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Like a Riddle - What Is This About?

posted by Shadowvixen49

He sits, staring blankly at the tray table seven inches from his face. He leans his head ever so slightly to the right, then ever so slightly to the left, watching the black line jump the sides of his nose. He has watched it every day of his life, always taking it for granted, never questioning its presence. But it is here, on his hands, his pants, his shirt, his nose. It is everywhere, a defining edge, showing the ending of one yet the beginning of another. It changes from points of view, disappearing in your vision while still existing in your friend’s. It is there but cannot be touched,...

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In the Attic Part 2

posted by InvadaMiz

The door slowly creaked open, and out came Snowbell, the twins' snow white kitten.The twins sighed, Miyu picked Snowbell up, while Nakku closed and locked the creaky door.There were huge thumping noises coming from upstairs, getting closer to the door.Nakku quickly pulled Miyu back into the safety of the kitchen, their mother's skin was pale, and she had the most terrified look in her widened eyes.
Nakku and Miyu started explaining what had happened when they were in the attic.
"That means she caught up with me then."Their mother said, everyone else had fled to their rooms when the thumping had...

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Sandra

posted by shenelopefan

Sandra

"A los sueños"

Y se asomaba ella por la ventana y miraba con ojos de desolación el paraje casi silencioso de su barrio. Veía pasar a una mujer con sus hijos, a los niños jugando contentos y a las señoras que pasaban tranquilas por la calle. Sonreía vagamente cuando algún ave volaba cerca de ella. Se escuchaba un sonido lejano de autopista, oyéndose cada tanto el ruidoso motor de un camión. Sin razón aparente ella miraba por la ventana, buscando la respuesta invisible a un interrogante que no existe.

También ella me miraba a mí. Cada tarde, yo salía a tomar sol para despejarme;...

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A Little Too Curious(part 18)

posted by noahnstar1616

-The Next Day-
I was still getting over the fact that Cameron called me last night. It was just to ask about Mercury, but he still called me.

I was already downstairs eating cereal.At least that still tasted like cereal and not like meat. After I was done, I gave my bowl to Gram, and left for the school bus.

-At School-
Cameron came up to me again. "Hey Vanessa."

I looked around nervously. "Cameron, no. You know we can't be seen together."

"It's okay, Mercury's not here."

Believe it or not, Mercury never missed school.

"Don't you see Cameron? She's testing you. She's probably watching us right now."...

katchup ( i know i know, lame name. if any one has any ideas tell me)

posted by blackmagic101

The first time I saw him he was digging ketchup out of a bottle with a knife. he was bent over the desk, red brown hair covering his face. With a crooked grin he turned around to face me.
"want some" he gestured to the big red mess of what I think might have been a sandwich.
"um... Maybe latter" I replayed setting my books on the counter. I had just started a new year in high school, and was currently third period aka, home Ed class. Probably one of the most unusefull class ever. Well here I am walking in to a class room of new faces, and with just one look at my new partner I know that I defiantly...