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posted by genyva
Genyva Salters
Cold Toes

Prologue
June 30, 2004
11:45 Open Door Eating


It’s the worst दिन in the world for a lunch date. I look like hell my light brown hair was frizzing like a poodle. Damn this humid summer, only in Texas the humidity 90% all the time. And this place is like a hut; all the hot air coming from the windows is blowing out the A/C. How is any one able to enjoy lunch when they are drinking the air?

I looked over to Ethan, who was making his way towards the table. We had been together so long in this little town. I प्यार it to death but I think its time to हटाइए out. Greene, Texas has nothing to offer me in the medical field. Sure, the college has gotten me started but I want to be an oncologist, and its just not here. Both of my parents had cancer in there lifetime. I just wanted to help other people get through it.

“Hi Rachel, ” Ethan looked hansom, the humidity was gleaming off him. He lived here all his live, I, on the other hand, moved here my junior साल in high school from San Francisco, California. It wasn’t just the way his perfectly tanned skin glistened in the humidity that made me fall for him, it was that dimple on his left cheek, the baby blue eyes with that messy black hair.

I stood to किस my wonderful boyfriend, “Hello Ethan, how are you?” I never ask stupid सवालों like this. The world has been trained to answer ‘good’ no matter what. Then again I always ask stupid सवाल when I'm nervous. I have no idea what is going on today and I'm sweating like a pig before the slaughterhouse.

“I'm good, आप look beautiful.” He smiled, and took a slip of water. Ha! I look beautiful, this dress is much too tight and I'm bloated. Can he not see the swear marks under my arms. I wasn’t looking all that great.

All through lunch Ethan was anxious. What could be oh his mind? He looked down in his lap and at his खाना when he would talk. He was debating telling me something. Oh God, I think he knows about Justin.

Justin was his best friend and 2 weeks पूर्व I accidentally slept with him. How do आप accidentally sleep with आप boyfriend’s best friend. We were at a party and I was drunk we had just got into a huge fight before. I left and went upstairs to a room and Justin was in there what was I suppose to do, talk about my feeling. I feel awful I want to tell him but its too much pain, I cant even thing about it.

“Ok I have to ask आप something,” he insisted. I don't think he knows. He wouldn’t be so calm. He would be much angrier. My दिल began to pound when he reached over the तालिका, टेबल and held my hand. He looked in to my eyes. I didn’t know what I looked like right now. Frighten, nervous, panicked, they were all jumbled across my face. I curved my lips up into a smile, “What is it.” I कहा moving a strand of hair behind my ear with my empty hand.

“I want to हटाइए to Delaware with you,” he कहा breathing heavily. “I know आप applied there for medical school so I decided I want to go with आप I mean we just graduated college, and I don’t need anymore school, so there is no point in staying here.” He went on about what his parents think, but I stopped listening.

He knew about Delaware. I didn’t even tell him, I wasn’t even sure if I got accepted to Harp Medical School. I had been looking at schools in the area and I applied to Marlon’s and Harrington’s just outside of the Huston metropolitan area hoping we could stay close to home. He was really going to be there for me. He was going to follow me in my hope to becoming a doctor. I felt my eyes water up, I bit my bottom lip and mid sentence, I leaned over the तालिका, टेबल and I kissed him. This was the sweetest thing any one has ever done for me.

“Wow I haven’t even gotten to the best part yet.” He mumbled as I sat back down. The best part, there was something better then this. What could be better following me wherever I decide to go? I lightly chucked and whipped the tear from my eye.

He stood up and kneeled beside me. Oh god no this was not happening “Rachel Brian, I प्यार आप with all my heart. I will do anything for you. आप are my life and I will follow आप wherever आप will go. Will आप merry me?” he held my ring, the ring I had dreamed of since I was a girl. A सोना band with sliver trimming. All my life I hated diamonds and I have never worn any, he new that. New tears welled up in my hazels eyes.

Marriage. The word ran threw my ever fiber turning off all the responses in my body. I sat there in awe. Marriage. I had never thought of this before. I thought it would be an awful thing. My oldest sister had been married 3 time and she wasn’t even 45 yet, I'm 21, I still have my whole life ahead of me am I really ready for this. Marriage. The nerves in my head just couldn’t click to that word. It’s was a bad word. Marriage. I didn’t deserve to use this word. I cheated on him. Will this make it better? Marriage.

If I say yes then what, we stay here till the end of the summer and get married just before school. But if I say no then this will crush both of us. My brain is saying no and that I have so much ahead of me. I'm going to be a great doctor in 4 years why can I just wait. My दिल is saying you’ve waited long enough. But you’re too young and you’re not ready.

I had been with him since freshmen साल in college. Yeah, it took 4 years to get to this दिन but I wasn’t ready for this. Do I say ‘not this साल Ethan, try again in 06’ no I can’t this was it I had to say something now. For better या worst. Richer unto poor. I do. I do प्यार आप so lets go make a public statement.

The color was draining out of his face “Rachel?” he कहा slightly blushing. I'm not ready I don't have my answer yet I need a मिनट to think.

I लॉस्ट all connection to my दिल and brain, my lips took over instead. “Yes Ethan Ellison I would प्यार to merry you” relief took over his whole body as he placed the ring on my left hand.
My brain was screaming idiot and my दिल कहा if आप must. I let out a big breath and hugged my fiancé.
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Here is a selection of true stories from around the world last week.
1.Price of the week.
James Bolton,who is unemployed,was very excited when he won first prize in a raffle last week.The prize was a weekend for two at a hotel in Bournemouth on the south coast of England.Unfortunately,he was less excited when he saw the name of the hotel.It was the hotel where he had worked as a porter the पूर्व month.He had लॉस्ट his job there.

2.Mistake of the week
A 33-year-old Norwegian man came घर one night from the pub and got into बिस्तर अगला to his wife.The woman immediately woke up,screamed,and jumped...
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posted by 1-2vampire
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Tick, tick, tick
That sound, constant in my head,
A sound that haunts every mind,
A sound that brings fear,
A clock,
Ticking the सेकंड्स of your life away,
Making life shorter and shorter with every tick,
Drawing death nearer and nearer,
But आप should not live in fear,
For life is too short for such a thing,
Some people waste these precious seconds,
Others treasure them, making sure that no tick is wasted,
The clock ticks on,
But as this sound is registered,
What do आप do?
Tick, tick, tick
Three और seconds, gone, like that,
Did आप use them well?
Live life,
For life is too short to spend these सेकंड्स in hell.
His Melody
To quiet the tears
She sings him to sleep
When the morning has dawned
He can’t be roused from a rest so deep

She sings him to sleep
Night after night
And when he does not awaken
Her will to go on grows slight

She sits and waits while he’s away
She remembers his laugh and smile
Oh what a joy to see his joy
She lifts up a prayer “May I see him in a short while?”

She sits at the window and waits
The sun sets slowly behind the पहाड़ी, हिल
The others say hello but she doesn’t hear
She is waiting to make the tears still

The time has come she cannot wait
She sets out to see her boy
To stop the tears
To bring him joy

But the tears she stills are not his
They fall from her eyes
She sings his lullaby again tonight
As she kisses the stone and her son good bye
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posted by JellyPopper
The House I Cherish And Hate

~Chapter #1~


Marie and I प्यार to adventure. However this time we went overboard. I think this was our LAST adventure."Are we there yet!" Marie कहा impatiently. "Yep its right here!" I कहा exited. "You wanna um... walk in fist Marzia?" Marie asked. "Sure!" I कहा starting to rethink this whole abandon house thing. I walked in slowly and held the door open for Marie. "Are आप sure आप wanna do this?" Marie said. "Of course, we will. Trust me" I कहा trying to convince Marie not to leave. "Okay i'll look for खाना and आप look for beds and stuff if we stay over night."...
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Dear record of my misfortune I was correct. Today I walked into class and saw a huge pile of letters on my desk. When I opened them I realized that it was hate mail. It was so stupid, people were getting angry at me for what I did to Jessica when it was her fault! They were saying things like : Die ईमो कुतिया, मतलबी die, bitchy whore. That last टिप्पणी दे doesn't even apply to me! I haven't even had my first किस and they are saying this stuff to me! There was one letter that was bot mean even though I don't know who sent it. Inside it कहा गुलाब are red violets are blue I don't now why they hurt you, if आप want I'll tell them to can it, all because I प्यार आप Janet. I don't know who wrote आप प्यार poem rhyme thing but I प्यार आप too!
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The दिन my life became और than reality was when I was seven.
2 months earlier, my mother had passed away due to reasons I never understood. All I knew was she was gone and Dad wouldn't talk about it.
I was sitting at my desk, watching the snow fall out the classroom window. The window started to frost over quickly. I turned back to the teacher, but she was frosting over too. I realized it was my vision frosting over. I rubbed my eyes to stop it, but it only made it worse. So I sat in my डेस्क and let it take over.
I soon found myself in a field of dandelions and fireflies. I looked around...
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posted by Isabella_17
Is It True आप Lie?
Is It True आप Hate Me?
Is It True आप Want Him?
Is It True You're My Best Friend?
Is It True आप Enjoy Hurting Me?
Is It True आप Like Me Crying?
Is It True आप Talk Behind My Back?
Is It True आप Tell People Our Bussiness?
Is It True I Hurt You?
Is It True आप Back Stabbed Me?
Is It True आप Let Me Believe The Lies?
Is It True आप Let Me Call आप My True Bestfriend When आप Weren't?
Is It True.....?

This is A Poem Hope Yuh Enjoy It Btw Tell Me What Yuh Think And This Is Just About Me Gettin Hurt After Being Stupid Enough To Believe Her Lies She Wasnt A True Bestfriend
Her eyes were आग red,
as if they were
lit from anger.

I dont understand
why आप are
mad at me.

Why आप shoot
those harsh words
at me.

Aimed like bullets,
piercing my soul.
And It cant heal.

I never can dodge them.
The words hit me,
and I fall back.

My फ्रेंड्स ask me:
"What's wrong?"
"Can I help?"

But they cant help.
Because I dont understand,
why आप are mad.

Why do आप have to do
what आप do to me?
Why does it give आप
joy to harm me?
Why?
Why are people bullies?
Why dont my फ्रेंड्स take action?
Why cant आप tell me WHY?
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She stopped dead in her tracks. She was startled. Her voice was completely gone. Shockingly, she saw that the hooded silhouette in front of her wasn't her mother; she did not know who it was.
Slowly, as not to alarm the unwanted visitor, she reached out for her ballpoint pen and dug it as deep as she could into the neck of the intruder. The mess was horrific, blood all over her face as well as his clothes, but Emily stayed strong. She clumsily tumbled off her बिस्तर and ran as fast as she could downstairs to the phone.
She hastily pressed any buttons she could until she'd finally keyed in the number...
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"Cosette!" Echo shouted. We ran over to each other, and hugged. She nearly squeezed the life out of me, but I didn't care; I'd missed her so much.

"Echo! I'm so glad to see you!"

"Ahem," a voice said. Echo smiled and rolled her eyes, and took a step back. Asher smiled as he hugged me, and kissed my cheek. I laid my head on his chest.

"I missed आप too," I told him. He chuckled.

"Come on!" Echo कहा impatiently. "Let's go do something! Anything! I just don't want to deal with this mushy-teen-love crap." Asher and I rolled our eyes, but smiled. I told Grandma we were going to hang out.

"See you...
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I admit that I kind of slipped into a depression. I wasn't sure what to think about anything. I started to feel like I couldn't trust anyone. I wanted so bad to drink, and forget for at least a little while, but I couldn't when someone was always home.

That was the only bad thing about not being with Drew anymore; I rarely go the chance to drink. I started going into withdrawal as well. I couldn't keep control of my emotions, I felt like I was going insane sometimes. I had और stress related seizures, और than I usually do while on medication. I've had a lot of headaches, I've been sweating...
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posted by athena305
Streetlamps, houses, gates, remotes, books, CDs and televisions. Brothers. Pairs. Each has a twin. In this chaotic place of materials the world has come to be, everything has a brother. But brothers are family. And family is connected somehow; if not द्वारा blood, then द्वारा what?

Energy.

Look hard. At everything that has a brother. A line of energy casts a connection between the two. The energy, with its harsh glares and cold looks creates the strongest and most complex bonds. Strong because of their brotherhood. Complex because of its invisibility. For there is power in invisibility. Cold, cruel power. The power to be a persecutor with no chance of being a victim. The power to twist and squeeze but not feel the wrenching pain of your twists.

Now, आप ask, what is left? Cruel, invisible energy. For a cruel, invisible world.







This is my first time लेखन in stream of consciousness. I know it's short but don't judge me too harshly.
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It was late at night and the lights were out, and i couldn't see at all. So i crawled on the floor dragging my hand with me because i needed to feel my way too. I bumped into three friends. Ike, Roy, and Sheeda. I screetched. Ike covered my mouth. "SHUT UP!!!" He whispered. Roy chuckled. Sheeda followed my hand. So did Ike and Roy. I tried to stand up, but my head hit the table. I rubbed the back of my head and crawled out from underneith it. I slowly slid my hand across the दीवार to खोजिए for the power switch. "Whoever this is, आप are very cute!!!!" she कहा feeling around me to reconize...
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posted by twilight_23
This is a piece I wrote for an essay contest about a साल ago. It's extremely short because they wanted us to keep it around 500 words, but I thought I would post it anyway. I प्यार comments! Hearing what other people have to say about my stories is probably my प्रिय part of writing, so don't be shy, tell me what आप think(: Also, if I made any mistkes (i.e. spelling, grammar, punctuation) please let me know so I can fix them, thanks:D


As I walk through the doors of my new high school, I see my best friend at the end of the long hallway. She's standing in front of her locker and she looks...
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please tell me what आप think.



I told her everything she was so excited that I hung out with और then one guy she hopped he would be the one for me after that I went to my room. I had my laptop on my dark blue desk. My बिस्तर was a black blanket with dark purple pillows only one thing in my room that wasn’t dark was the light blue curtains lacey got me when I was a baby. I wonder why my mom didn’t want me. “Kura!” lacey called. I went down stairs. “Yes?” I said. “why did आप get the ride with Evan?” she asked motherly. “Um lacey I got the ride with Evan because my truck broke”...
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posted by ashesandwine
Ok... so this is my first time, so टिप्पणी दे but don't be bad;)Thanks Emmett4ever, Patrisha727, Just_bella, and everyone else for supporting me and liking my story.... This one is for you:D



How could I leave him? How could he leave me? We always knew that we were meant to be together, our प्यार was so strong, so beautiful, so pure.
I couldn't stand to think that we had to be apart, he was everything to me. I live for him just like he lives for me...





I heard a sound behind me and I turned around slowly... I just stopped breathing, he was so beautiful and I was so lucky that he wanted me. He must...
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posted by BiteMeCullen107
I was half asleep half awake lying on my stomach. I could feel Jason’s cold fingers slowly moving up and down my bare back. He was humming a lullaby but I didn’t know what it was.
“Do आप still want to know my secret?” he asked in a soothing tone. It didn’t help that his voice so soft that it made it harder to stay awake. “Sure.” I कहा moving closer to him.
“I’ve none आप before आप were born.” He paused a second. Probably to make sure I wasn’t going to freak out. “I was फ्रेंड्स with your mother before आप were even born before your mother met your father. I met her...
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