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posted by mitchie19
In a town called Millrace, there were two Japanese teenagers named Keiko and Hideki. They’ve known each other their whole lives. They’ve been faithful, loyal and kept each others secrets. But they’ve never planned of falling in love.
When midnight came, Keiko left her Grandmother’s house to meet with Hideki in the mountains.
“Come on, Hideki! You’re slower than a turtle!” Keiko halfway joked while climbing the mountain with him. “Am not,” Hideki scoffed. “I can see the view already, we’re almost there!” Keiko added excitedly. When they reached the top of the mountain, Keiko smiled. Behind her Hideki almost tripped by the root of the grass and breathed, “Wow.”
On his left, he saw Keiko patting the grass beside her. He sat with her. “Wew, that was tiring,” Keiko panted. “It was, though. I almost tripped myself by the grass root.” Hideki pointed. He wrapped his legs with his arms. Keiko gave a small laugh and lay on the grass. Hideki did the same. Above them, the dark sky was showered with bright stars. The brightest one twinkled on the far left. The cold wind waved at both of them. It was getting chilly, but none of them made it a big deal. “What’s your dream?” Hideki asked Keiko who was counting the stars with her fore finger. “What? Oh,” she stopped. “I wanted to be on TV, I wanted to broadcast the latest news.”
“Keiko, that’s fascinating! I wish you good luck on that, hope you’ll be able to reach it.” Hideki sat up, smiling. “Thank you Hideki. What about you?”
The smile on Hideki’s face faded away. He started to ignore the question.
Something was bothering him.
“Hideki, is everything all right?” Keiko asked.
“Yes, I’m alright.” Hideki automatically answered.
Keiko nodded. She let go of that thought and continued counting the stars above.

The following afternoon, Millrace was very busy. Cries were shot in the air. “Okasan, what’s going on?” Keiko’s heart raced. “No time to ask, Keiko. Please do pack all of your clothes, now.” Keiko’s mother led her daughter quickly to the room. “Okasan, please tell me what’s going on!” Keiko demanded.
Keiko’s mother was sweating bullets; she wiped her forehead with her apron. “Keiko, Japan declared a war with Russia. You and your brother must leave tomorrow morning.” Keiko’s mother’s voice was breaking. She didn’t want to accept the fact that her children will leave her just because of the upcoming war.
“Okasan… why aren’t you going, don’t you want us?” Keiko’s eyes were filled with tears. Keiko’s mother kissed her daughter’s forehead and hugged her tightly.
Behind them, Keiko’s little brother, Hiroto stood behind the front door and dropped his bag. Quickly as Keiko can, she ran out of the door, surpassed her brother. She needed to go to Hideki’s house.
When she reached his house, she knocked loudly on the wooden door. “Ohayougozamisu, is Hideki there?” Keiko panted. “Yes dear, he’s upstairs.” Hideki’s grandmother pointed to the ceiling.
Keiko rushed upstairs. In Hideki’s room, Keiko found him sitting on his bed, his eyes glued on the picture frame in his hand. “Hideki!” Keiko cried.
“Keiko!” Hideki was on his feet.
They hugged tightly. “Is it true, that Japan declared a war against Russia?” Keiko pulled back. “Yes it is. Obasaan told me. I’m scared, Keiko.” Hideki’s eyes were in tears, he wiped them with the back of his hand. “So, we’re not gonna see each other anymore?”
“I can’t accept that Hideki, I don’t know. I’m scared either.”
Hideki sat down slowly, his hand on his chest. He made a sound that made Keiko jump. “Hideki! What’s wrong?” Keiko shouted. Hideki continued to shout for pain. Keiko called for Hideki’s obasaan, but she didn’t come. “Hideki, please be alright, tell me what’s wrong.” Keiko cried. “My h-heart,” Hideki’s voice was cold. “What? Hideki…” Keiko tugged his shirt.
“I’m sorry, Keiko.” Hideki sat up straight, his hand still on his chest. “I wasn’t supposed to tell you that… that I’m struggling, struggling with Cardiac arrhythmia for a year now. Please forgive me.” Hideki finished.
Keiko stood up. She placed her hand in her mouth. “Hideki, why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because,” Hideki panted. “Because, I was too scared that if you found out, you’re not gonna see me as your friend anymore.”
Keiko whimpered. “Hideki, that’s not true.” She sat beside Hideki and placed her arm around him.
Hideki shivered. “Keiko, can I ask you a favor?” Keiko nodded in response. “Before the train leaves tomorrow, can you meet me at the top of the mountain? I wanted to tell you something important.” Hideki said. “And please, don’t be late. I’ll meet you there at 6:30.” Hideki looked at her eyes. Keiko nodded again, “Okay.”

The next morning, the children of all families were on board already. Waving’s, hellos, tears, I love you’s and goodbyes filled the air. No one knows if they’ll see their Papas and Mamas again.
Keiko did what Hideki had said. She climbed up the mountain to see him and to listen on what Hideki has to say to her. She thought that, it might be their last goodbye. The last time they’ll see each other. As Keiko reached the mountain top, a paper from nowhere covered her face. In the paper, a message was written, a message that made Keiko’s heart drop.
‘I’m sorry I didn’t tell you this in person. It was my time already. I love you Keiko, I love you with all my heart. Stay safe. Love, Hideki.’
posted by hgfan5602
As I grow to think about it more and more, and understand it more and more, I see that, as the saying goes, life is like a game of chess. But I have made my own saying up, which seems more true to me. Life is like a venture into the unknown. You never know what might await you next, more dangers, or even happy successes. But one thing is for certain, you cannot always be happy, or always be depressed. Life is like a mountain. You climb it, face all the challenges life brings you. You dump and break up, you win and make up. Things happen. You can't control it most of the time. So never blame yourself for bad things that happened to you in life. Life gets confusing a lot. But I still strive to reach my goals. Without goals, I would be like a broken-winged bird that could not fly. I would be aimless. I would not become better, build my character. Life is like a venture into the unknown, and I believe that to be true. So true.
I stand here looking at your emotionless, cold face from across this empty field. Behind me stand my most beloved people of all the world besides you with me. I can hear them breathing nervously along with mines, as I take slow, steady steps towards you. Our breaths get more nervous as I near you. However your piercing stare will not scare me, even if this act will be the last thing I do. With each step I try to remember through hazy memories what went wrong.

Only weeks ago you were a bubbly, lively, cheerful and friendly girl who wanted to have fun. Along with me, we were unstoppable, nothing...
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posted by sweetpea92
CHAPTER TWO
    “Ok well the whole not kicking me thing is definite progress!” I said the uncomfortable silence was killing me. His midnight blue eyes for once showed something, I couldn’t tell if it was surprise or anger, though it was probably anger. That seemed to be a common theme with him. He walked over to me and I noticed that his feet still didn’t make a sound as they brushed against the dry ground.
    “Ok,” He said, “what gave you the idea that I’m still human?” I rolled my eyes as I brought them up to meet his. “Well for...
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posted by blossomyumyum
I know I asked for too much before
I know I deserved for you to walk out the door
But you didn’t need to give it away
I promise you I’ll give it a try

You don’t have to buy my love
You don’t need to give so much
I know I asked for a lot, never seemed satisfied
The word want makes me needy
Cause you don’t have to buy my love

Wants have become a trigger
I’ll put your white string around my finger
Shouldn’t have asked
I never should’ve asked

You shouldn’t be buying love,
Don’t give it all away to me
I hope you finally see
That wanting from you makes me feel
You shouldn’t buy my love
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posted by blossomyumyum
Dear Noel,
I wish you were still here. At times I go back to when we were little- we loved to eat Push Pop Ice Cream and played in the pool every day at summer. You were my best friend….. But we were like sisters, playing house with my little brother. Your grandmother got along with my grandmother, too- they talked to each other, and life seemed to be so easy. But then we parted by moving away. I still thought of you every day, and every night I worried that something would happen to you. But now, you’ve left us all, and gone on to a place only you and your sister know about, along with...
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posted by graystone
I don't remember how long I've been running on the open grounds. It does seem long enough. But I was determined,devoted. Up above me,I noticed the jet planes streaking through the blue-black sky. I did not care. I did,but I'm not going to pay any more attention to it than the sinking feeling of hopelessness that wrapped my mind. The grounds were filled with rocks and sharp stones. Any other day,I would have bothered to watch my way trying not to fall onto the sharp stones which threatened to tear my skin,but not today. No,not today...
There were sirens screaming faraway,in my direction and...
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posted by problematic124
****Please don't copy, Enjoy!****
Chapter 1
The new girl
The first thought that came to Phire's mind of the new home she was ment to live in for the next four years was how strange. Her new hometown looked like something from a movie or a magazine.
If Phire hadn't known that she was in Open fields she probably would have mistaken this for L.A. or even Hollywood.
Everywhere Phire looked there was always something there. Whether it was stores or houses or even forests, it all looked perfect. What was funny was that Open Fields didn't even have a single farm. Nothing personal to the place but with...
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Max's POV
I ran into my room crying. My head and my heart ached. I thought it was clear I loved Fang, but I guess he didn't know. I saw him kissing a blonde haired tramp at school today. I fell on my bed and burried my face in a pillow. I cried.

10 minutes later

I heard my door open, but I didn't dare to look. I knew who it was and I didn't want to talk to him. Fang sat down next to me and stroked my back.
"Max what's wrong?" He said, worriedly. I just shook my head.
"What's wrong?" I took my head out from under the pillow and stared daggers at him. I didn't care my mascara was running or that...
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1) Girls (at the age of 15 or so) think about sex just as much as guys do... The only catch is some of us think about it for the emotional parts, and some of us like it for the physical parts. You'd be surprised who is in which group.

2)If you like us, tell us. Do not be worried about what we'll think, because we are flattered no matter if we like you or not.

3) Most of the time girls are 99% sure when a guy likes us. The only way to be 100% sure is if you tell us.

4) For some strange reason I've always found myself to become attracted to guys that like me. (Unless they're super creepy and stalk...
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posted by problematic124
Her eyes were raw
But she could not cry
It was all she saw
The pain and the lies
Her hope was broken
She felt incomplete
Freedom was wanted she wanted to be
To be able to laugh
To be able to smile
If not even once
But once in a while
She has to survive
She has to survive
It's the only thing that could keep her alive
Her eyes started to water
But she held the tears back
She never wanted
To be seen like that
Her life was of ruins
She hurt a real lot
Her family was gone
And left to rot
It was a long time
And yet it still hurt
She felt like a crime
And even worse
But she needed to survive
They would want it that way
So...
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posted by dawnisbeauty
She sat there,at the foot of the bed,holding the book in her trembling hands.Rain fell,slamming against the window.The room was cold,dark,gloomy despite the bright blue of the walls.Somehow,blue didnt seem so bright anymore..not without her wide dimpled smile to liven it up.Lisa...the name filled her mind,sending little pinpricks of raw pain throughout her body.Lisa,bright thrteen year old Lisa,her only little sister was gone.Tears spilled from Jane's eyes.She looked out the window.Max was standing in the porch,his handsome face tight with concern.Somewhwere in her mind,she,Jane knew it was...
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posted by princess_mimi
Hey guys...I'm very much nervous... This is my very first writing.. I've never write anything in my whole life except for school essays ....I will update it in 3 parts... please if u like it leave a comment... criticism is also well-comed


Darjeeling,India. Darjeeling is definitely one of the most beautiful places on the earth. Every single thing of Darjeeling is beautiful. Its said that Great dangerous are always lurking behind every beautiful thing, same is here. Every single thing have its own story here. Some of them will make you happy and the others will make you sad or it will make you...
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posted by para-scence
"Alessa! What happened?!" Micah shouted. I had a long, somewhat deep scar around my face. Last night Dad pushed me down the stairs, and the railing had scratched my face. But I just shook my head.

"Nothing. I just fell," I said. He sighed and shook his head.

"Would you please be more careful? Do you know what it'd do to me if anything happened to you?" I frowned.

"I'm sorry," I said quietly. He rolled his eyes and hugged me.

"C'mon. We're late for school."

***

After school, I told Micah I wanted to go to the park or something; just to have fun. I didn't tell him I was still afraid to go home. He...
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posted by StarWarsFan7
Author's Note: "Look, now I am going to tell you a story of the life of Rosemary Vega a.k.a me."

I am 11 years old.
My birthday is on March 25.
I am very talented at writing stories, singing like famous people (example: Shakira, Selena Gomez, Demi Lovato and Lady Gaga) I love to act!
When I grow up I want to be singer or a voice actress.
I am interested in Star Wars, Pokemon, Everybody Hates Chris and George Lopez.
My favorite pokemon are: Jirachi, Roserade, Mismagious and Meganium.
I was born in Wilson, North Carolina.

Thank you for giving me your time to read this article! :D
posted by HarryPLover
"Overall, I can say that I do love him.."<3
"Overall, I can say that I do love him.."<3
I was still in his tight embrace. I never noticed how warm he was. Well maybe because I have never really hugged him like this before. I was just happy to have him back.
"Mmmmm. I missed you." I heard him whisper in my ear.
"Mmmm...No I'm pretty sure I missed you." I manged to whisper back. It felt a little weird saying that too him. I didn't want to be all rude and not say it back, but I just.. I still haven't decided whether I actually wanna go through with this or not.
Granted, I did say that I do love him like love him, love him, but at the same time I love him as my best friend and right...
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posted by rAsberrStrarS
He took my face in his hands, so normally-as if it were a natural instinct to be doing something like this with me.
My breath caught in my throat,as we inclined our heads towards each other in perfect unison.
His lips were warm and soft and sweet,all at the same time,the sensation blinded me.That he was kissing me,not other better girls who'd had more experience.My heart was beating like a birds wings fluttering together in my chest.
Taylor pressed his forehead against mine ans sighed,his breath warmed my face.
We pulled back form each other but still twined our fingers together like we were never...
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posted by 4evercherylcole
It was a cold, breezy Autumn evening while Anna Brown, a reasonably fair girl, was watching EastEnders. She loved this programme and never missed it.

Anna, like I said, was a reasonably fair girl. Her kindness and helpfulness would sometimes flatter people. When she was a little girl, people used to 'oooh' and 'aaah' at her cuteness.
    
Soon Anna's Mother put her to bed. Her Mother told her to go to bed early that night for her Mother had a surprise in-store for her the next morning. It was for Anna's 9th birthday and she was extremely excited.
    
During...
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