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hey guys, this is the second chapter, the first one didnt have a title remeber??? i hope u do lol.....



The darkness, it is something i have allways been afraid of, somthing that would always catch me in the end. But sometimes the darkness, is safer than the real world.

I was coming to, but i stayed still, and hoped it was all a dream, i prayed for some sort of dream, a nightmare. Anything. I breathed in the air, i whimpered. No pancakes. just grease, and dust. i opened my eyes, and quickly glanced around the cafe, i notticed some of the tables and chairs were upturned, and i could hear harsh whispers, coming from behind the counter.i pushed my self from the ground as silently as i could, i usesd one of the upturned chairs to steady myself. my head was spinning, my legs shaking but i pushed myself forward, forcing my legs to escape to the door. i hobbled, and shuffled, and glanced at the counter frequently, i still couldnt see any one, but i could hear them. i touched the door handle, and was bombarded with my last memory.The boy. i turned on my heels, and glanced over the room again.Nothing. I shook my head, thinking i had just imagined him.I turned the door handle, but it was locked, and for the first time i moaned,loud, the noise from behind the counter stoped, and so did i. I didnt know what to do, but my legs did. I jogged and crouched behind one of the turned tables, and closed by eyes, my breathing slowed. Im not even sure i took another breath, i was to woried, too everything.i didnt dare peek around the corner, i just waited for the *knell. i could hear the shuffling of feet, and the panting of my hunter.my legs were aching from the way that i sat, my ribs sore from the pressure Dorris had applied to them, my whole body was screaming in pain. i had to move. i slighlty slid my leg forward, an inch or so, but they heard, and whoever was coming ran towards my table, and pushed it fully over. I flinched and covered my head.
"Please!" i begged the stranger. "I dont know what is going on, please," I pleaded, i spoke the truth, i had no idea what i was getting into.I opened my eyes and looked into my persuaderes face. I half smiled, and let my arms drop from my head. It was the boy. I looked up at him, he was a bit taller than what i was, i think. His eyey's were so dark they could have passed for black.
"i wont hurt you," He whispered, holding out his hand, an offer. i stared at the hand, did i really want to? yes. i forced my unwilling hand to move forward, and clasp his hand, he pulled me onto my feet. When he dropped my hand, my legs began to wobble again, i fell back, but he grabbed a chair and slid it under me just in time.
"Thanks," I mumbled, figeting with my hands, i didnt look up at him to see his nodd. He slouched off behind the counter again, and this time came backhuffing and dragging somthing large across the ground with him, my breathe got caught, and i couldnt breath.Dorris. it hadnt hit me yet what she had done to me, my hand touched my ribs, and i winced at the pain.
"Tell her everything!" the boy growled, my head snapped up to look at his face, it was full of anger, but there was somthing else. Sadness? My attention was dragged back towards Dorris, who was laughing evily.
"Do you think that will help?" She snarled, the loook on her face, made all the anger i had been storing come up to the surface, i jumped off the chair and fell on my knees at her head. i couldnt controll what i was doing, the anger did.
"Tell me!" i screamed into her face, my whole body shaking with rage.Dorris wasnt shocked by my outburst, infact she acted as if it never happened.
"Why dont you tell her Jaden, i dont have enough time befor they come for her," i looked at the boy "Jaden", my face confused, and my temper draining, his face fell to the ground, in shame. Dorris was laughing, but i ignored her. instead i looked for my rucksack, if what she said was true, i needed to leave now, i looked about the floor, trying not to return the stare coming from jaden. When i did find my rucksack i threw it over my shoulder and ran for the door, and remebered it was locked.
"The keys?"i asked looking at Jaden, he nodded towards the counter, i jogged towards them. once i had them, i turned back for the door and noticed two big black cars with blacked out windows pulling up outside the cafe.



OKAY SO I GUESS U NOTICED THE STAR? WELL IF I USE A WORD I THINK NO ONE HA HEARD OF ILL PUT A STAR AND EXPLAIN WHAT IT MEANS.

*KNELL- THIS MEANS FUNERAL BELL.
posted by dragonwriter
As light fades the brightest of souls can even be turned to do the darkest of things. As time time pushes forward the mind and body of an individual changes for either good or bad. the decisions they make and the things they do will stick with them forever. I was told this many years ago by a wise old man that fortold my future. He said "the one with the dragon soul is not alone in the world he knows." After being told this it left me nothing but confused but i had a feeling that it wouldn't be the last time i heard of it.
posted by StarsGoBlue
God's Lost Child 
Chapter 2: An Indefinite Prisoner Of War 

"Unbelievable! Un-fucking-believable."
A nerdy blonde cussed as he stormed  through the upper deck of Sovereign, his hands raised above his head in protest. 
"Oh, let's put Baird in charge of the rookie! Since he's busy anyway. Let's just give him more shit to do, that's easier on us!"
He continued to fume violently as Nicole followed a safe distance behind. The rest of Delta Squad had dispersed to their cabins to change into their night attire. Baird had been chosen to school the rookie, thanks to his big mouth.  After a bit of sighing...
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In this series of guides, I'll be showing you the best techniques for writing your story. These are tried-and-true techniques, and they work.
First up: characters. Every story has characters. We all know that. But what you may not realize is that some portions of a character need not be mentioned. Why spend three pages on your character's dimples if they have nothing to do with the plot? In order to keep your readers hooked, you have to limit yourself to things that are involved with the plot.
Before you decide on a plot, you should get to know each of your characters. After all, you're telling...
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posted by PhoenixRoyale
This is another poem that I have written. It was inspired by some comments about stuffed animals/plushies on Youtube being people's friends. Enjoy.
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The Stuffed Animal.
To some, they are stupid.
They are useless.
They are disgusting little balls of fluff.

Those people think that it's necessary
to pick on the innocence of others
for having a collection of their own.
They poke fun, they tease, they even insult.

They target that person's age.
Sometimes even their gender.
They think they need to grow up.
They think these fluffy plushies are meant for babies.

But to those innocent people,
the ones who are quite...
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posted by shenelopefan
La parte prohibida del parque

"La depresión es la que guía, la alegría es la que llega"

En la ciudad dónde yo vivía de niña, había un parque en dónde siempre pasaba las tardes con mis amigos. Éramos un grupito de niñas y niños que nos juntábamos a jugar en ronda, cantábamos canciones que no tenían sentido (casi nuestro propio idioma, de hecho) y recorríamos todo el parque jugando a las escondidillas.

Bueno, no todo el parque porque había una a la que los adultos no les gustaba que vayamos. Era un sector tan lleno de árboles que, desde afuera parecía una selva en medio de un parque...
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The room is silent, as always. Nothing can be heard, aside from the soft rasp of pencil on paper. Words take form, joining various thoughts into one whole. On the outside, nothing is different from the average writer. To find what sets me apart, we must look deeper than the surface.
Inside my mind, images and ideas race about, sometimes colliding, sometimes not. This whirlwind is composed of everything I know, read, seen, heard, or thought of. It is here that my greatest works begin to form.
To show how thw whiirlwind works, let us have an example. During practice for spring track, I noticed...
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posted by Lord_Anubis
If you mates like it, comment, I'll make more if anyone notices it =3

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''Oi, you guys! What are you doin'?!'' screamed a brown haired boy from the street.
''Mind your own business and go back under your momma's skirt, or you'll get some too!'' replied the tallest boy on playground, probably the leader of the rest 4 boys.
5 of them were teasing one small boy, taking away from him candies and ruining his game on playground. The brown haired boy frowned with his black eyes and started walking towards them.
''You scum really have guts! 5 tall dogs on 1 small...
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posted by dragonsmemory
The Eden Chronicles is the fantasy series I am currently working on. As the series is in progress, I decided to add a club here, allowing you, Reader, to tell me your thoughts.
In writing the series, I decided to document the entire history of Eden. I called this place Eden because it is where the spirits of dead animals and plants are taken. No humanspirit has ever been pure enough to come here. Eden is a true paradise.
The first book, A Little Bit More Than Love, takes place toward the end of Eden's history. Later in the series, I hope to explain the past. Once I get caught up, I will then...
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posted by Kimi4312
Chapter 3: Here It Goes Again.
Roxana woke up one night to hear a loud howl outside her window, she slided herself out of bed with her covers wrapped around her, she walked toward the window and saw a somewhat a large white wolf outside, watching her then it turned its head to hear other wolves howling, the white wolf runs off to follow the howl, Roxana felt like she knew that wolf for a long time, Roxana walked back to her bed and lies down, but she couldn't sleep, she kept tossing and turning but she couldn't sleep, she sat up, grab her wallet and pull out a photo of a beautiful, pale-skinned,...
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posted by Kimi4312
Chapter 1: Don't Change Me.
A young and beautiful succubus named Roxana opened her green eyes as she sees the sun flooded her dark room with lights from her windows, she sat up in her twin bed, the mattress was tan and her covers were chocolate brown color, she pulled herself out of the bed and throws on her black tank top, then she slipped on her jeans on her long and beautiful legs, Roxana then walked in her bathroom and brushed her long red hair slowly as she stares at herself in the mirrior, she put her brush on the sink and walked outside, as she walks, she turns around as she feels like...
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We were builders. We were builders, fighters, scholars, but more importantly, friends. When the Government took all our rights away, our food, money, our culture, we allied ourselves against it. But they had a machine. A machine that could sail the seas and air. It was called, The Oppresive. The Oppresive forced us underground, making us creatures of the very soil they walk on. But it is time for our revolution. We have a great machine, bigger than the Oppresive, and stronger than it. It will trample them like a boy tramples grass. No resistance at all, we are sure of it. We are ready. We have...
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posted by DarrenGruch
Ever since my family died down to be just me.... I`ve been alone since they died in a car accident. I got out fine (only with cuts and a migrane), but they died. I now live with my grandpa... but he doesn't get me..... I cut my self, dresss diffrently, and never really talk.

4 days after the funeral for my family.... I became Emo. But the day my Family died, something changed within me..... something good went rotten.
My Grandpa see's it, but ignores my pain and anger... only if that drunk driver that hit us was sober and never... spun out of control. Some day I hope his heart gives out and he dies in jail.

Does any one feel the same?
posted by noahnstar1616
"Are okay, V?" Francine was checking me for bruises.

"I'm fine."

"We're so telling the principal." Zoey grabbed my arm.

"No, it's okay. She didn't hurt me." I rubbed my arm where Mercury dug her nails in. She didn't leave permanent marks.

"What happened?" They both waited for my response.

I told them how Mercury knew that I felt something when Cameron was visiting me in the hospital. How she knew I was trying to get him back. How I saw her eyes glowing red, like a sea witch's eyes when angry.

"You know what this means, right?" Francine and I waited for Zoey's answer. "That Mercury is the sea witch...
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Jed was a part of the Rebellion against the Syndicate of Alien Beings (S.A.B.). Or like most enslaved races call them, the Monsters. In 2067, S.A.B arrived on Earth in search of fuel sources for their machines, not expecting to find a whole planet that has been living for centuries unconquered. Caught unexpected, the S.A.B. slowly amassed their forces, while countries all across world united. North Korea, Russia, China, all those countries that were on the opposing sides during all the wars, united alongside all the other countries. With the whole world united, the U.W.O. (United World Order)formed...
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posted by DxCFan123
"Oh, hey Sam!" I said as I found her in the hall while going to lunch. "How are you? You seem upset. Something wrong?" I said. The edges of my skirt floated up as I walked. Marie's jewelery jingled along my neck, ears, wrists and fingers. It really hurt to get my ears pierced, but the earrings are so beautiful!

"Nothing's wrong" she murmured and pulled her arms closer to her chest. She looked away from me, at the floor. "Ah, come on! Something's gotta be wrong! Trust me! I know! One time, my cousin, Valeria, accidently fell off her carriage and twisted her ankle. But, still, she told us she...
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posted by noahnstar1616
My heart rate increased, causing my heart monitor to start beeping erratically. Not at the sight of Cameron, but at the sight of Mercury.

Cameron must've noticed because he ran up to me and said, "Vanessa, calm down."

I kept my eyes on Mercury. "What's she doing here?"

"You should be greatful that I came to see you", Mercury said.

"Mercury..." Cameron turned to face me. "She drove me here."

"After he hit you, the police too his car away", Mercury said, grabbing my television vision remote and changing the channel.

"Hey!"

"Don't worry about the television, Vanessa." Cameron sat down on the couch chair...
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posted by dexisawesome
Jed was running. Running from a dark figure a few feet behind. "You will never escape!", the dark figure from behind yelled. "yes I will", he thought. He ran and ran, until he reached the dark grey building in the middle of the field. He ran inside and slammed the iron door shut. A few bangs came from the other side, but they subsided quickly. He ran down the hidden staircase that was under a crate in the small shack. He reached the bottom, and passed through the small passageway until he came to another door. He opened and entered the dimly lit room. Five other people were sitting around some...
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"No,no,no! Ponny, you're supposed to sound scared. like this, 'AAAA! The Coopestells! They're back!'" Hilisia said. She said the line terrifiying. Ponya rolled her eyes. "If I say it any more frighted, my eyes will pop out! And anyway, you're NOT the director. I'm doing it wrong when Mr.Figgsten says so." Ponya snapped back. "Ok girls, from the top!" The girls got ready. Then suddenly, Ponya stretched her arm out to Hilisia(Luci) And said, "Luci! LOOK OUT!" "What? What Brenda?" "AAAA! The Coopestells! They're back!" "EEEEEEK!" "RUN!!!" They both said. Then the scene ended as they ran off stage. "Perfect!" Mr.Figgsten yelled. Huffing and puffing, the girls came offstage. "Hey you guys I know it's short notice, but we will have to shoot the rest of the film in New jersey
Hi fans of Writing! I bet we all experienced Writer's Block before, heck, all writers must have. It's frustrating isn't it? So I devised 5 steps to get rid of it and get rid of it fast. If it doesn't work, devise your own plan, but here's mine.
P.S. If you don't know what Writer's Block is or if you haven't experienced it yet, I'm not giving an explanation so find out what it's like first!

Step 1: Don't Panic
-Panicking or fussing over your running out of inspiration will just make things worse and definitly lead straight to mind blank mode. So just relax and do something else other than writing....
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posted by hailieywithin
The amount of sleep I got was not alot. I was always getting awoken by visions of Emily with other guys. I loved her alot. But I am not obsessed with her only a crazy person would. With her eyes and hair and mouth. Fine I guess I am obsessed a little. But she wouldn't go away. The fight over and over again.
August 12,2011.
"hey Emily look at this"! Emily ran to the Kay jewelry store at gasped at the new shipments of sapphire diamonds. "there pretty aren't they"? I asked her as she gasped at the colors. She nodded this time looking at me. "just like you". I said. She smiled and we kissed on the...
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