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posted by breebree446
To think, most of my character names come from a thrift store baby book!
To think, most of my character names come from a thrift store baby book!
Baby Name Books!

My #1 resource is the baby name book I bought from a thrift store. It's a lifesaver! Not only does it have over 5,000 names but origins, boy and girl names, and alternate spelling. But, if you can't get a hold of a baby name book there's always...

Name Websites!

Just as good and pretty much the same thing. They have access to millions of names online! One website I find really useful;

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link - Thanks ellie_bellie135^^

Symbolic Names!

Often, writers give thier characters a name that has a certain meaning. For instance, one of my characters is named Roni. Which is short for Veronica. She's a very tomboyish girl. She is a witch who is suppose to save an entire kingdom of magical creatures. She is the reincarnation of one of the creators of the world.

Veronica: Truth And Purity

Caleb is another character. He is a friend of her love interest. He also gets turned into a vampire in the first book. Out of her love interest, Caleb, and thier other friend, he is pretty much the voice of reason.

Caleb: Faithful, Bold

Splure Of The Moment Names!

Sometimes writers just name a character randomly. There's nothing wrong with this. Some of the best character names come from nowhere at all.

Made-Up Names!

Sometimes writers create names themselves. This definatly gets a thumbs up on my "Kudos" meter. Mostly because you use your own imagination to make them.

Take another one of my characters. Brielle (Bree-el). A sweet, animal loving girl. I made her name up myself. For some reason, i'm positive the name will show up on a website somewhere! But for the moment, I created it myself. So let me enjoy my victory dance in peace.

Thanks for reading. I hope this helps you with naming your characters!

Right now i'm articled out! I'll publish a few more later, kay? Peace<3
posted by StarGirl1721
Fear is emotion,
When you fear,
You intend to let yourself cry,
Sometimes you don’t even bother to try,
You can’t seem to keep yourself serene,

You want to cry your heart out,
You intend to shout,
Yet you can’t always seem to do so,
There seems to be nowhere left to hide,
You desperately want someone by your side,

You don’t want let people know your fears,
So you let them go in tears,
When you’re afraid,
You don’t want to be left alone,
You want someone there,
Someone to be there for you,
You want to be kept calm,

Sometimes we’re afraid to even fear,
You begin to hate being alone,...
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posted by lovepop
Here is my life and of course about me.
My name is Katie Olson.
I am 12 years old.
I love to sing, and I'm not an ear piecer. So in other words I guess I'm pretty good. I don't sing like anyone, I sing like myself.
I have blondish hair.

I love cute clothes and flashy things.
I LOVE to make friends. Online friends exspecially!!!
I love to give advice to anyone who needs some.
Thank you for taking your precious time to read this. It really ment alot. If you become a fan of it, I'll remember to thank you!

p.s If you have anything in common with me, or any questions, please comment below!
Thanx again!
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posted by coriann
Hi, I'm Carl. Okay so this is.....its really weird because. Alright there's been something on my mind for the last couple of weeks. I don't know, Selia, told me to write it down. Its big, its pretty big. So I'm a male prostitute. There was a big silver room. We were all bunched up together on tables, shiny silver tables. they used to put us on drugs and make us have sex with people. There weren't many private rooms and people didn't seem to care anymore.
We lived in the mall at the edge of the city, huge. There was this big pub on the other side of the mall. Sometimes you could hear what was...
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posted by problematic124
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Chapter 5
Faliski's note
Aurora decided to shed the goth for good and came to school looking normal and beautiful. By lunch time everybody was talking about her 'new look'. People treated her more nicely and many people asked her to sit at their table but she told them she was going to sit with us.
Result:A lot of people are sitting at our table trying to win Aurora's attention.Plus with the result of them we can't talk about Friday night. The cool crew sat at our table, there mostly jerks because they think there better than all of us because there either rich, hot, or...
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posted by SPS
She looks;
Her eyes desperate & fraught
Her body defenseless & weak.
Feelings of vulnerability;
Guilt seeping through her veins.
But what can she do?
She stares.

She stares;
Oblivious to her stare, he hums
Chasing a butterfly, hops & skips;
Not a feather of a burden on his shoulders
As he goes about his carefree life.
She smiles.

She smiles;
Memories come rushing through,
As she first held him in her arms.
‘I will give you the world’ she promised.
She lied.
‘You will be the king of the world someday’
This time, he stared, his big blue eyes
Gleaming with innocent mischief, unaware of what fate...
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Writer corner:) hi everybody! i hope you'll like the plot. let me know!! thank you!!!
In the year 4125 the Earth was still turning on itself. Apparently everything was the same as it was two thausand years ago. But it wasn't so. The democracy we got fighting was distroied by a man. After 15 years of wars, in 4025 Cyrus defeated free people and he established the tyranny. The whole world was controlled and the freedom dind't exist anymore. Everyone lost trust in everything, in love, in courage, in God. Most of people didn't know that there was a prophecy. It said that the humanity had to pass through a century of pain and fear to realize how important freedom was. But then in the 101st year four guys, with the Gift, could overthrow the government...
posted by para-scence
just FYI, I noticed there's another story on Fanpop called "Speechless." I just wanted readers to know that this is all my ideas, and the other one is completely its author's ideas. :)


Seven kids were killed that day.

I didn't know any of them, but that made no difference. I'd seen two of them shot. I couldn't bring myself to go back to school the next day. Apparently Mrs. Stueck had heard my breakdown yesterday, because she didn't wake me up for school. I stayed in bed for the rest of the day, despite my stomach growling menacingly at me.

Later that day, there was a small knock at the door....
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posted by para-scence
"What?" I squeaked. My whole world felt like it was tumbling down. This could not be happening. Heidi patted me reassuringly on the shoulder.

"Sorry, but it's true. I saw him hanging out with this one girl. Her name's Claire... You can ask Mateo; he saw him," she said sadly. I shook my head, but she just nodded. "I heard him say that he was only going out with you because he pitied you." I frowned and left, not wanting to hear more. I wasn't sure it was because of how ridiculous it was, or if I was afraid she was right.

Finally later in the day, I saw Blake. He was talking to Mateo again. I...
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posted by para-scence
The next morning, I unlocked the three deadbolts on my door, and sneaked downstairs. I could hear Dad snoring from his room, and if that didn't wake him I don't know what could. Still, I walked around on my tip toes and ate breakfast super quick. I was out of the house over an hour earlier than I usually leave. Since school didn't start for about an hour and a half, I decided to just walk around. The air was cool and crisp, and I saw my breath as I exhaled. There was cold dew on the grass and the birds began to sing quietly. It was a perfect spring morning.

I ended up at the park, the one Aubrey...
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