लेखन Article: For That Special Someone...

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posted by hikaru13

tell me why i miss you
why did i have feelings for you?
i wish i could answer these सवालों on my own,
but i cant.
honestly, they only thing that i want right now is you.
i dont know why i still miss you,
i dont understand why i really want another chance
what i really dont get is why आप wont let me दिखाना आप that ive changed
back then i didnt know any better
after going on intercession, ive grown alot
in all honesty, yesterday really made me think about things
it opened my eyes, and changed the way i felt.
i didn't really know you,
i wanted to get away,
now, i realize i was wrong, and im sorry.
i hate that we dont talk anymore
i wish we still do.
i hope आप read this,
and forgive me, so we can start over again.

Hi, my name is Hikaru.
What's yours :)

mona_me, summer448 and 1 other like this

summer448 awwww <3

mona_me it's so cute , Hika-kun !

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Alright, so I'm लेखन a story, and I want your opinions.

posted by savvy99

This is just an excerpt, so it might be kinda confusing, but still, let me know please!

"    She was surrounded, there was no way to go, no where to turn. Circling around, trying to formulate a plan, a stab of pain coursed through her veins, bringing her to her knees. Another shot brought her a face-full of colorful carpet. Someone from behind tied her hands together in some unknown bindings and pinned her thrashing body to the ground with the help of a few others.
    “Check her.”
    That voice… where Have I heard it before?
    One...

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लेखन

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I ♥ लेखन

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A true story

posted by inexplicable

The last time

The दिन was gray and it was raining outside. There were hardly any people seen on the streets, but I ran, soaked द्वारा the rain, down the street. I walked toward a house, but went unnoticed on the opposite side of the street. I looked up to the building and reminded me again at that time, to events to which I recalled many years later. It is in this house he lived not too long ago. Whether we were just friends, या maybe even और than that, I still do not know. I called me back the memory of an evening that was not even long ago. We were in his room and he played me on the पियानो before...

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लेखन

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My special हैलोवीन

posted by Theatre_Freak

Once upon a time there was a little place called the 13 colonies. In one of these colonies lived little old m,e Angelina, but there was something different. In my colony, everyone was the same; we all had जानवर grew crops and so on, but I was special. Originally, I lived in Paris, France with my mother and father. After my father died when I was just a baby, my mother noticed that I had a gift that only few had in our family. I was a Witch.
My mother feared for my safety and made a deal with her sister. Her sister was a specialist in the dark arts of magic. Mother didn't trust her, but she...

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friends,hate and प्यार

posted by twilight-rocks9

“Hay” Byron said. “Hi”I कहा “um….can I talk to you? This is sort of important.” I waited for his answer. It seemed like forever. “Sure. What do आप want to talk about?” I didn’t know how to start. “Your sister. She’s being quite childish about this I mean she’s 15 I know I acted like a 5-year old when it doesn’t get what it wants. But this is just….well dumb-” he cut me off. “How is she being childish?!” he was very furious he looked like would explode. “Well… she only lets आप talk to me when she’s not here. We have to hide the notes from her. And…...

लेखन

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Mary Sue

posted by Anudie

Once upon a time, in a perfect world there stood a perfect गुलाबी गढ़, महल guarded द्वारा a perfect number of perfect fluffy घोड़े and surrounded द्वारा a perfect दीवार of perfect गुलाबी flowers.
In the perfect गढ़, महल there lived a perfect, perfect girl with a perfect life. Her perfect name was perfect: Serenity Lianna Honeyblossom Sweetytreat Sparkle कप केक Beauty Mary Sue.
She was always paid द्वारा authors to तारा, स्टार in their पुस्तकें and act like the perfect dream girl; aka a Mary Sue. She lived in Storyland, where all the ideal characters lived until they were picked for a story and then dropped back in after....

Help? Ideas, anyone?

posted by cute20k

Hi! I was लेखन a novel a while back, but I got distracted. I have only written the first chapter. I feel as if I need better names for the characters. I believe I'm going to संपादन करे the first chapter a lot and bring in some other characters. For the main 2 characters I was thinking I would name them something foreign that has a meaning to do with love, to be a little cutesy. Also, शीर्षक suggestions would help! If आप choose to follow the link below the female character's description, let me know if आप have any names for the 2 cheerleaders mentioned.

Edit: For 'Jo'/female I was looking up names...

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Clichés: How To Embrace Them

posted by Cinders

Courtesy of the cartoonist, Clangnuts

Ah, the dreaded cliché! The worst feedback a writer can get is, "Well, it sounds sort of cliché, doesn't it?"

All authors want to be original. If someone even mentions that a writer's work reminds them of someone else's, the writer tenses up. "No, no, no, I'm nothing like him," he says swiftly. "I've never even read him."

"Yeah, but it's kinda like him," the reader persists, believing she is giving a compliment rather than an insult. "He's incredible, आप should read him!"

The thing is-- it should be a compliment when a reader compares your work to...

Psychoanalysis: Prolouge

posted by Insight357

This is a story; my story. I am Damien Cole Demidov. My grandparents are full-blooded Russian. I am twenty-one years old, and I’ve been locked up in an asylum for four years.
    I have black hair about four inches from my shoulders. I am vampire pale. I have crystal blue eyes. I’m 5’9’’.
    I have met many a person in my time. Maybe you’ll meet some of the throughout the story.
    Anywho, I live in the U.S. now, shipped over with my mom when I was twelve. I live in New York City at the moment. My mom is back in Russia with my father, and grandparents.
    Now, let’s see what’s in store for us.

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Life is a Recipe

posted by EmzLovesCheryl

Life.

Life is what आप make it, a recipe that could either end in disaster, या turn out great.

Some people get an advantage, they start off with better ingredients. But at the end of the day, the person that worked the hardest, gets the best result, no matter how they started.

Never think that आप can't beat that person who has every ingredient ready-made, because they happen to have that start in life. If आप are dedicated to what आप do, then there's nothing to stop आप getting to that same stage. या above that stage. आप just have to be determined, talented at what it is आप want to do, and...

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Fairy Tail वॉलपेपर

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missing chapter four.

posted by kayleebabee

As the Bentley pulled into the huge गेराज jane smiled to herself gently. I felt Edward stiffen अगला to me.
"What is it?" I mouthed I felt my eyebrows pul together in mystification, as he shook his head it must have been bad then what she was thinking.
"Move it I don't have all दिन and neither do your family." She cackled like a witch on halloween.
I fought back a snarl- that was out of line and Jane seemed the type who would use your family against आप in a fight.
"She was thinking about the tortures they had put Esme and Carlisle through. They let them get- आप remember how thirsty आप were before...

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What i hate about आप

posted by mars15

I hate when आप walk away from me
because I'm always scared that आप won't be come back
I hate every time i see you
because i always melt like ice scream on sun
I hate every time when I'm not seeing you
because i always think where are you
I hate that you're always in my head
because i can't think about anything else but you
I hate when आप don't talk with me
because i always think that i did something wrong
I hate that i always try to impress you
but it's like आप don't see that
I hate every time आप touch me instinctively
because आप always make me want to hold you,to किस you
I hate every time आप talk...