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posted by Rae-Ash
Do you know what it's like
To be in this world alone?
To be so different
That no one understands?

As we wish upon the stars
For the very first time
We stand there
Like time is ours
In a world
That's speeding by

Do you know what it's like
To be in this world alone?
To be so different
That no one understands?

So here we stand
In the wake of our dreams
Hoping and wishing
For a day
That they can come true
Hoping for a world
Where I can fit

Do you know what it's like
To be in this world alone?
To be so different
That no one understands?

Now I sit here all alone
In a world where I just don't fit
I sit here alone
Never knowing...
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posted by juliet98
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...
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After Skipper and Katherine told the story to Kowalski and Rico, they went to theirs beds. But when penguins went inside to their HQ, they noticed Private wasn't in his bunk. The TV was turned on.
"Hello peng-you-ins" said a familiar voice. Penguins lookes at the TV.
"Blowhole!" said Skipper in angry.
"I kidnaped someone, do you who?" asked Blowhole and he laughed evilly.
"Private..."said Skipper "If you hurt him I'll kill you Blowhole!"
"Oh, I'm scared" said Blowhole and laughed again "If you want save him, you must come here, alone, without your team"
"I'll came"
"But Skipper..." said Kowalski.
"You...
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Chapter 2
Three Months Earlier

There was not much bright where I was. Just dull, cheap lamp-light. Ya know? The cheap light that bulbs give off. Not until I stepped out into the golden hue of this evening’s sunset could I get a good picture with my eyes. I had been in a bar with my friends or, as it’s usually called, my gang. It wasn’t a real rough bar, the one I had been in. there were a couple fights every so often, but not much. Gavin, the owner, was good about that. He didn’t want the fuzz showing up all the time, so when he wanted a fight to stop, it stopped. He could persuade almost...
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the first part: www.fanpop.com/spots/true-writers/articles/171410/titl...ter

SECOND CHAPTER
Paul Dock was bent with the nose that pratically touch the floor. He studying the crime scene, as usual. He isn't convinced that the assassin is Elvira Gorrige. It would be too obvius. He doesn't find nothing intresting on the stage, so he goes behind of that.
-Can i help you sir, are you sick?- asks a female voice, seeing the detective with the nose on the floor.
-Oh, no thank you i'm good, i'm detective Dock, i was looking for something here.- replies Dock with a smile on his face
-may i ask you some question...
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posted by ZekiYuro
If you've learnt British English and you're travelling in the States,or if you've learnt American English and you're travelling in Britain,you'll notice some differences.An obvious difference is the accent,but most travellers find that they don't have too many problems with this.There are some grammatical differences,but they shoudn't make it difficult to understand people,or to communicate.That leaves differences in vocabulary,which can cause misunderstandings.Sometimes the difference is only the spelling,for example,in British English 'center','colour',and 'travelled',and in American English 'centre','color',and 'traveled'.But sometimes the word is completely different in British and American English,and it's good idea to be prepared.
posted by thetscfan121
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Lots of bad things happen these days. War, violence, corruption, people confusing SFX for SEX, drugs, death, car accidents, etc,etc,etc. Peter knew of them and said that popular line in puertorrican youth language, "ME IMPORTA UN BICHO!!!" Literally translated, "I care a dick." That's the way things are and that's the way I tell you. Well, Peter had one point against him: he was a catholic. Confirmed, conbined and sealed in paper, he was supposed to be the...
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using correct grammar will make a difference between appearing professional and educated or uneducated and ignorant. Many people make common grammatical errors when they write and when they speak. Use these steps to avoid the most common errors and sound intelligent and well informed

Tips:

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Make sure that verb tenses match. If the subject is present tense, then the verb must be as well. The same principle applies to past tense subjects and verbs.

2


Think about whether the subject is single or plural. Words like don't, aren't, were, are and were belong with plural subjects. For example, "It don't...
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posted by DarkGirl23
The day my sister died, was the day I, myself, died as well.

She may not have knew it, but she was my hero.
I guess, however, all big sisters were kind of like that.

I remember seeing it, the body, the blood, the note she left in her own form of representation.
It was written, all across the wall, the note she left behind was in her own blood.

Hatred.
What a word, so different from hated; just a different form.
Which one am I? I should be described as both.
I hate you, and I know you hate me too. Everyone does.
Here are my final words to you:
Pain is welcoming
Crawling down my arm so slow
Blood that leaks...
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posted by narlyvamp1234
Suji No Shi
A girl stands in her home; a hole has been ripped in the wall. She stares at her father in horror, he is covered in blood. At her father’s foot lays her mother, a huge hole ripped in her stomach, and she is dead. Blood drips from her father’s hands… she looked up at her father and, in an instant, he is gone. The girl falls to the ground and starts crying… that’s when she feels a tap on her shoulder. She turns around and sees another little girl, with pink hair and green eyes. They stare at each other silently… not saying a word. The first girl whose mother had been...
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Zoeiz took a subtle relaxed deep breathe. And held it just for a moment.

Christ, by highest heaven adored…

The cold blistering air nipped at her exposed cheeks and the tip of her petite nose. A perfect atmosphere for the winters most important day, Christmas.

It was only 7:55 in the morning. Children throughout the modest town would be up by now, pouncing on their drowsy parents, eagerly anticipating on opening the wrapped gifts and stuffed bags.

She breathed out, the vaporous air revealing her breath.

Christ, the everlasting Lord…

Naturally, fresh flakes of snow began to fall from the...
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posted by StarWarsFan7
Rosella arrives at her high school and opens her coral locker. "Ugh. I hate hauling this stupid messenger bag!" she says as she tries to get the bag off of her shoulder. "Her? Are you sure?" A group of boys say just not far away from Rosella. "Yeah. I'm plannin' on askin' her out." The tallest one says out of all three. Rosella secretly had put a spell on her own wand to transform it into a beautiful ring. Anytime she needed it, all Rosella had to do was slip the ring off and chant the code words to unlock the enchantment. "Why do you want to ask Rosella Karst out? She's a total weirdo. Who...
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posted by ashleigh-jadee
It was a winter’s morning when Nicola realised something strange. It was a peculiar morning, yet she didn’t understand why.
    Nicola called her mum from her bedroom, but she got no reply. She tried a second time, and even third time lucky. Yet Nicola still got no reply.
    Finally, after a few minutes of what was an eerie silence, she jumped out of her bed and ran across to her mum’s bedroom. She flung the door open with such force that it made a loud bang, scaring herself at first for sure.
    Nicola took a glance at the bed....
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posted by tigerseye43
Once I was finally out of the hospital I was afraid to sleep in my own apartment. Kyle asked me if I would like to sleep at his house but then I remembered that last time spent the night at kyle's house. It involved no clothes and a lotnof dirty things I don't want to mention. But I said yes anyways, I had nowhere to sleep.
When we got to kyle's house I remembered I had not bottom any clothes. So for pajamas I wore one of kyle's t-shirts and my unferware. For dinner we ordered pizza, delicious. After dinner I brushed my teeth and combed my hair.
I didn't knowtice when Kyle came in the bathroom....
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Simba sat me down on the floor as he pulled a chew toy out of his coat pocket and started chewing it *squeak squeak squeak* I opened my eye's, I was hopeing it was all a dream "Mother...." I said as I sat up slightly, as I looked around I knew I wasn't it wasn't a dream, I looked over at Simba "....Simba" I said as I started cring, I grabed Simba and held him tightly, as my tears rolled down my face Simba put his arm's around "Max...." Simba replied crying a little as well, as we sat there crying over what had happen my chest started to glow again but this time it wasn't purple it was blue...
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Hi, I’m Rayne White, and you just got a free pass to my inner thoughts, and things going on at the moment. I’m seventeen, hyper, and gay. I’m incredibly sexy with my ice blue eyes, and my long black hair. I’m around 5’9”.

I have a best friend, her name is Lilah Devins. She is like my fag hag. Lilah is a bitch, but I love her anyway. She has long brown hair and brown eyes. Lilah is friends with most of the gay guys at school, which is all good and well, but she was friends with my nemesis, Remy Clarke.

Remy Clarke had tormented me since kindergarten. Lilah wouldn’t have me saying...
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posted by para-scence
I didn't know which way to run. One foot went this way, the other went that way. My knees faltered and locked. I fell to the ground in a mess of tears. I wanted to keep myself open, but instead I cowered in fear. I whimpered when two strong hands grabbed the tops of my arms and lifted me up to my feet. My cries came out in staggered breaths; I hyperventilated. The strong arms pulled me into a hug.

"Oh my fucking...." the voice said, but didn't finish. "Kodi, I swear if I wasn't so happy to see you, I'd kill you right now." I peered up through my blinding tears at him. Even though I could barely...
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posted by para-scence
It was when they handed me the motel room key that I realized I was way in over my head. The place was called Big Dan's Motel. It didn't sound great, but it was only thirty dollars a night. I went to the room they had for me, and contrary to the Motel's name, the room was not. The kitchen, living room, and bedroom were crammed into one room. Maybe this is usual for a motel, but I've never been to one. Ever. The carpet was a mossy green, and the tiles in the kitchen were white squares with four black diamonds surrounding the center. The bathroom was a decent size, but it reeked. Mold was growing...
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posted by sawfan13
I began teaching him a little more English. He knows more words than I expected him to know, but I taught him a little more. He picks up very quickly! Howl is pretty smart for a person that has been in the wild parts of the jungle since infancy (my hypothesis, but he could have been here since a toddler or a wee bit older) and has had no human contact what so ever (another guess from how he reacted when he first saw me)and can pick up just like that! He's also very sweet. So much sweeter than my stupid fiance' Adam. Ugh, what a dope he is! Howl isn't one. He's a sweet gentle animal loving guy...
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We sat there, tears falling from our eyes. We, being me and my sister Friday.We were sixteen year old triplets but our brother had left for boarding school, three weeks ago. We all had black hair. Friday's short and straight, Mitch's cropped and spikey, mine long and wavy. Friday's red face contrasted so much with her hair and I was sure that I looked almost exactly the same. Izzy the oldest of our younger siblings, age thirteen, just sat. Kate and Sammi, age eight, were twins. Kate rolled around restlessly and Sammi gripped her doll so tight that it almost seemed that it's one eye was popping...
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