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I shook in fear as I felt him hovering over me it scard me out of skin I could already feel his hits coming. As leaned over me I heard angry load foot steps stomping their way towards us. My eyes were closed tight but snapped open when I heard his out burst.

"Dad! Stop!" He'd said firmly.

"This little witch" he stooped down so his mouth was level with my ear. "Was snooping on on our conversation I think I'll..." he chuckled "finish her off in one sweep."

I could feel the cold metal of the knife against my skin against my vocal cord. God, I wasn't even breathing I didn't didn't bother to think....
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posted by alicia386
Action: Spy Fiction

Chapter Two: I May Be A Spy But Weather Can Kick My Butt Any Day

      I and almost everyone else is the world takes life for granted. I didn't realize how good I had it until something hit our jet which immediately caught on fire. Years of training for disasters like this kicked in. I was on high alert looking for the nearest exit. My dad was already at one with two parachutes. Dang it. How could he have possibly have gotten those that fast? This would not seem impressive. Our pilot was already trying desperately to control the jet. It was like he wasn't afraid of those...
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posted by 1999jacko
4 weeks ago
Ron sat miserably in his apartment watching the new for something interesting, when a beeping noise butted into his little day dream. He ran over to the table where the phone was placed, he picked it up instantly hitting answer." Hello commander, is my dad back yet?" he said hopefully. The commander cleared his throat before answering," Ron I'm really sorry but we just received a message and its not good news... I'm afraid your father is dead and we need you to relocate away from Washington today. So pack your stuff and get ready for your escort to take you to your new home." All...
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posted by flabaloobalah
Genre: Realistic Fiction, Mystery, Drama/Romance

Claire and I unpacked our belongings and put them in our own dressers and waited for lunch to be ready.
After a little while, Leila hollered for us. As Claire and I reached the doorway, we observed the stampede as the six of them pounded down the stairs.
When my little sister and I reached the kitchen, Jeb greeted us and handed us a bowl and silverware. At the head of the table, Leila stood with a ladle and served us plenty of food. I sat next to Makayla, and Claire sat across from me, next to Joey.
The meal was spent in almost total silence, save...
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posted by flabaloobalah
Once we were all done swarming each other, Leila helped Claire and I through the little herd of cousins, upstairs, to our room. Where usually you would take a left and be looking at their bedroom doors and a bathroom, we took a right at the top of the stairs so we were faced with a room i hadn't seen before. The interior was a pale, almost skin like beige that was cracked and peeling in some spots, especially where our beds were pushed against the wall. Beside each bed was a small table with drawers and a lamp. In between us was a large window, creating a distorted patch of light on the scratched...
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Hi, my name is Jonas. I'm thirteen. I'm...well, not what you would consider normal.
I have twenty pairs of X-His from the Converse store next door, all pink. Okay, okay, see? I'm not normal. And that's not the end of it.
I have thirty T-shirts that say Sheep Vampires Rock on them. Yeah, I love the horror movie "Sheep Vampires." It's filled with sheep that get tortured and wake up at midnight only to turn into sheep vampires that suck the blood out of their shepherds. It's rated R, but my parents never notice. I bet they don't even know there's a rating system. Lucky for me.
So, this morning, I woke up, when my glass of Coke left from an year ago shimmered. A misty face appeared.
"Jonas...come here to me...or you shall suffer the consequences...like your precious ancestors," the woman screamed.
Was it my imagination...or did I get sucked into my glass of Coke?
Jonas's glass of Coke
Jonas's glass of Coke
posted by 1999jacko
because I like to have lots of stuff on at once heres a prologue of one of my new stories

The prologue
I ran forward into nothing things being erased in the path of the other kids behind me, the world is crumbling before my eyes. MY friends that have already died bodies appear on the nothingness in front of me I shove them away from my eyes and jump high over them.Too high I feel the pain shoot up and down my leg searing a hole of pain in my head and then that's all I feel, think and hear..Pain and that's when I know they are right behind me haunting me for all the bad things I've done I just...
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posted by flabaloobalah
Genre: Realistic Fiction, Drama/Romance

There was this one summer I spent with my cousins, back when I was fourteen. My little sister, Claire, went to their house with me.
That first day, when we jumped out of the van, we were stunned. The house was this glorious, leaning, peeling, giant home on a winding dirt road. The paint was a soft baby blue, something that reminded me of rocking horses and winter nights. Our Auntie Leila stepped onto the rickety porch and waved and smiled. Cautiously, Claire and I waved and smiled back. Uncle Jeb came to give us hugs. We returned the hugs without complaining....
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posted by Problematic129
Chapter 8
    That was not subtle
    “My reports so good! I’ll get at least a D!” I squealed as Beth and I walked towards the school.
    Beth frowned. “A D? Why not aim for B?”
    “Honey the last time I got a B, was when one stung me.” I informed her.
    “You can at least try, bubs, it can’t be that hard.” Beth reasoned as reached the school parking lot.
    “Impossible you know I- hey look it’s Grey!” I yell when I see him on his motor cycle. “Hi...
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posted by rory2011
David rode the man's car , the man drove to the police station ,when they arrived ,the man told David to go to ask for officer 12's office in the second floor
David ran towards the office as fast as he can ,when he arrived ,the officer looked at him asking " are you Mr. David miller ? " yes ,I'm sir " David said
" sit down please " the officer said
David sat on that black couch near the officer disk
" sir ,could you please tell me what's going on with my son Kevin " David said
" today there was a fire in the sugar factory where your son work ,your son is a very good strong guy ,he helped all...
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posted by Problematic129
*Thanks for all the comments and fans :) Please don't copy and please read and review. Note, my stories might be posted later than usual, so your forewarned. Thanks for tuning in!!!*
Chapter 6
    Sage, the really strange red head
    I feel my blood boil when I see my gals outside drooling over football players outside with no shirts on. I suppress the urge to roll my eyes, Sage’s practically fanning herself, Ali has no shame in giving them the stalker look, and Beth is too pre-occupied on her phone.
    I stomp towards them. “How...
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posted by Problematic129
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Chapter 5
    Okay I’ll- wait what
    We danced liked the crazy people we were, close yet strange, sweet yet insane, cool yet tender, happy yet…something else. I hoped that Cal was noticing, I haven’t seen him since he and Grey left the kitchen.
    Sage and Beth came back after there bathroom break and joined us, and soon we were the four friends of awesome dancing together.
    When we took break, Grey and (girly squeal please) Cal...
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posted by hgfan5602
This is a crazy song I wrote called Rotten Tomatoes, and I hired the Black-Eyed Peas to sing it. WARNING: This song was meant for entertainment, and should in no way be connected to real people, places, or things. It is not the author's responsibility for the medical bills if you die from laughter, or possibly, thinking I'm weirdness.
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Converse is awesome
The Westing Game is gruesome
My friends all ran
When they heard me say that

People say I'm weird
But look over there then,
That teen has a
White, fluffy beard

Chocolate coins rock
They're the celebs of the block
They're creamy and sweet
Cuz they always go to swim meets

I love Harry Potter
Or was it Apple Rotter?
It was everyone's favorite,
But it soon molded.

Now, I'm almost five
And I live in a hive,
Like my other amigos
Who live in anthills!
posted by Problematic129
*Thanks for the comments and fans :) I just noticed I put Ch.3 for Ch.2, my mistake I can be so dumb sometimes. But! I fixed it. Please read, review, and don't copy*
Chapter 3
    We all love the great Beth
    Back to the story, Ali was right, the new substitute was HOT, by the time class was over the girl sitting next to my had drowned in a pool of her own drool. We make our way to the cafeteria and listen to one of many of Beth’s crazy stories, it’s basically this lame story that she recreates improvising as she goes along.
    That’s...
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posted by rory2011
two years later ...
kevin took his father's part of making money for this family and David stood in the house to take care of the others ,and to brought food and other needing for his family

Jack hated school so much ,but David refused to let him without education ,jack taking drugs and stealing money from other people ,he's not a good guy like Kevin and Paul ,so all David caring is around jack ,David couldn't understand that his son is a bad guy , cause jack look like his father so much with his black hair and his skin , his face shape ,he took his green eyes from his mother but he look nothing...
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posted by Problematic129
*Chapter 2 up! Thanks for all the comments and fans :) Please read, review and don't copy*
Chapter 2
    Evil takes true form
    So right now I’m talking to my best friend, Beth, as were walking to our class. As we were talking Grey Callister interrupted us.
    With his flawless gold-blonde hair and warm brown eyes, it isn’t a surprise he’s wanted by most girls. I hate to admit when I first laid eyes on him, my legs turned jello and I didn’t want to look away, but later on I realized he was a conceited jerk.
    So...
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posted by Problematic129
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Chapter 14
        A deadly experience
    The girl in the bag was whimpering now, and Dorothy and bubble gum hair started to look worried.
    “Your sure she won’t suffocate.” My sister asked, doubtfully looking at the tie in the bag.
    “Of course, I tied my brother in that bag so he would shut up, he’s still alive.” The leader told her, with a roll of her eyes, and a flip of her hair.
    “And...
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posted by Problematic129
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Chapter 13
        Payback and revenge, a bad combination
    It was a few hours after the doctor showed me my gray hair, and I felt spooked. I couldn’t have been that stressed, could I?
    I ate extra more food than my normal amount, and went to sleep earlier than just staring at the clock willing time to run faster. I closed my eyes and felt the calm relaxation of sleep grab me quickly, I opened my eyes and saw that I was lying down in a beautiful...
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posted by alicia386
Chapter Five
Book Two- Sophie

SECRETS ARE MEANT TO BE KEPT SECRET. DON'T GO LOOKING FOR THEM BECAUSE YOURS COULD BE AS EASILY EXPOSED. -Emma

       I studied myself I'm the bathroom mirror. I was pretty, no question about that. I had dark black hair and gorgeous brown eyes like my sister. I kept my hair shoulder-length while Zoe liked hers long and covering most of her face. She once told me that it gave her a mysterious vibe. I liked my hair short because it showed off my roundish face. It was odd. Zoe and I are twins but my face always seemed a little more round and cutesy then Zoe's face. ...
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posted by alicia386
Chapter Four

WHEN I NEED YOU WILL BE THE SAME DAY I DIE. -Erica

      For the last two days, Sophie hasn't said one word to me. She was either locked up in her room or going to the mall with her new friend, Madison. It seemed like she was never home and when she was home, she would never come out or her room. I have literally heard her whispering and if I stood there too long, everything would get eerily silent. It was bizarre. Dad would probably notice if he wasn't too busy sucking face with Carrie.
      I had spent most of my time in the library looking up more information on ghost and...
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