लेखन Article: The Sibling

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posted by minniemeg

Siblings fight.

Siblings argue.

Siblings hit.

Yet they always forgive.

But..... what if the sibling was cold?

What if the sibling was cruel?

What if the sibling treated आप like scum?

What if the sibling was heartless?

What if the sibling worshiped the ground another walked on, while tormenting you?

What if the sibling constantly mocked your social standing?

What if the sibling called your fears ''dumb and irrational''?

What if the sibling would never help you, even in a dire situation?

What if the sibling wanted to hurt you?

What if the sibling blamed others for their hatred of you?

What if the sibling made आप cry, and then refused to apologize?

What if the sibling hurt आप like a चाकू in the heart?

What if the sibling made आप nearly burst into sadness every time आप see them?

What if the sibling caused आप to think why bother living?

A sibling like this is not a sibling at all.

It is a monster.

A terrible, ignorant monster.

Note: This is dedicated to my brother. I mean every word Sam, every word.

I-Luv-L and EvanlovesAzula like this

EvanlovesAzula That is brave of you to put yourself out there like this; well written to. I like it. :) Interesting to see how the dynamic shifts towards the middle of the poem. If you r into sad kind of stuff, I'd ask that u check out my article "James" on this club. If u like romance that is. Great job buddy!

A Sweet Haven

posted by hgfan5602

How I long to be back in my sweet haven,
Covered in blankets,
Replenished with water and the works,
Right now.

But.
I am not always so lucky to have one
For I am not your regular kid
Who always is lucky to have everything

For...
I am not a kid
I am not a person with a home
I am...
An infamous vagabond
Known for many cases of murder
And everything that I consider to be
My hobby.

I प्यार being a bad vagabond.
Being bad's how I live.
So live with it.
या get killed.
This.
Very.
Instant.

आग Within

posted by Faith-Rulz

Fire.
It is destruction.
But yet,
it shines beauty, and;
it is the gift of rebirth,
new beginnings,
the strength that boils within your soul,
bumbling deep inside
beneath the surface
waiting for आप to
spread your wings like a phoenix,
showering आप with the fire
waiting to burst to the surface and shine.

Fire,
its energy,
raw and primal energy
one so old,
the flames cry a thousand tears,
of souls लॉस्ट within its flames,
their souls,
live within the fire's kiss
eternally,
becoming one with the fire,
and be reborn,
forever and eternal
as a phoenix...
the soul immortal
as is the fire,
wild, passionate, primodial
can it be tamed?
No. can प्यार be tamed? No
प्यार is like the fires....untamed, unstoppable...
it consumes,
like a fire's kiss.
Do आप dare to play a fire's game??

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Friendship Over an Air गिटार

posted by NormalcyIsDead

A little girl walked around the open playground, her solid brown eyes looking at the ground, sun shining on her straight auburn hair. It was her first दिन of सेकंड Grade at a new school, and she didn’t know anyone there. She much rather liked walking around and looking at all the little bugs and twigs and other stuff she could find, though, instead of playing Tag, या swinging, या making necklaces out of dandelions.

As she stooped down beside the tire house to poke at a little colony of ants, she heard a humming noise. She looked up and saw a little boy about her age, sitting on the top...

Pieter McChink - Chapter II

posted by anbonie

He respected bang, but it happened nothing. Anyway they hurried, because clock wasn’t usually wrong. Butler crashed bars.
When they came out of shaft, in cold room was bang. Bodyguard grabbed Pieter and with him ran across the garden and jumped in pond. He knew that pool is connected with house and it is going to be too dangerous to jump in it.
In the pond there were no many chances to survive. And it was late autumn and it was ice on surface.
But they haven’t got any other chance. Butler and Pieter waited for explosion and when they were face to face with आग they sink. Slave was all time...

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Abnormally Abnormal part 1

posted by TheFictionists

Evlynn

Honestly, I never thought I would become a vampire.

Well, I was expecting it..sort of. My parents are distant and weird and awkward. They don't talk much. Well, I don't talk much. In general. Well, ever. I mean, a seventeen-year-old eleventh grader..with bright yellow eyes and blue-black hair..who would want to talk to me. Honsetly, if anyone did, I'd run away. Literally.

Back to my point. So basically waking up to your parents saying, 'Good morning sweetheart, you're grandparents were vampires, and आप are too' isn't exactly a good morning. I'm not like a old 'I Vant to Svuck Your Bluhd' vampire....

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Like a Riddle - What Is This About?

posted by Shadowvixen49

He sits, staring blankly at the tray तालिका, टेबल seven inches from his face. He leans his head ever so slightly to the right, then ever so slightly to the left, watching the black line jump the sides of his nose. He has watched it every दिन of his life, always taking it for granted, never questioning its presence. But it is here, on his hands, his pants, his shirt, his nose. It is everywhere, a defining edge, दिखा रहा है the ending of one yet the beginning of another. It changes from points of view, disappearing in your vision while still existing in your friend’s. It is there but cannot be touched,...

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Past and Present (A Tribute to the Potterhead Generation)

posted by dragonsmemory

It's been so long. So long since those opening words were penned in that coffeeshop. So long since we drew scars on our foreheads. So long since we waited for Hogwarts letters. So long since we declared ourselves Potterheads.
Potterhead isn't just a title, it's a way of life. It's twirling sticks and casting spells. It's drinking butterbeer and कद्दू juice. It's riding brooms and playing Quidditch. It's living the stories we love.
It's hope and love. Eternal glory and surviving दिन to day. It's the truth of the world. And, perhaps most of all, it's memories.
Potterheads come in different forms,...

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In the Attic Part 2

posted by InvadaMiz

The door slowly creaked open, and out came Snowbell, the twins' snow white kitten.The twins sighed, Miyu picked Snowbell up, while Nakku closed and locked the creaky door.There were huge thumping noises coming from upstairs, getting closer to the door.Nakku quickly pulled Miyu back into the safety of the kitchen, their mother's skin was pale, and she had the most terrified look in her widened eyes.
Nakku and Miyu started explaining what had happened when they were in the attic.
"That means she caught up with me then."Their mother said, everyone else had fled to their rooms when the thumping had...

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Sandra

posted by shenelopefan

Sandra

"A los sueños"

Y se asomaba ella por la ventana y miraba con ojos de desolación el paraje casi silencioso de su barrio. Veía pasar a una mujer con sus hijos, a los niños jugando contentos y a las señoras que pasaban tranquilas por la calle. Sonreía vagamente cuando algún ave volaba cerca de ella. Se escuchaba un sonido lejano de autopista, oyéndose cada tanto el ruidoso motor de un camión. Sin razón aparente ella miraba por la ventana, buscando la respuesta invisible a un interrogante que no existe.

También ella me miraba a mí. Cada tarde, yo salía a tomar sol para despejarme;...

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A Little Too Curious(part 18)

posted by noahnstar1616

-The अगला Day-
I was still getting over the fact that Cameron called me last night. It was just to ask about Mercury, but he still called me.

I was already downstairs eating cereal.At least that still tasted like cereal and not like meat. After I was done, I gave my bowl to Gram, and left for the school bus.

-At School-
Cameron came up to me again. "Hey Vanessa."

I looked around nervously. "Cameron, no. आप know we can't be seen together."

"It's okay, Mercury's not here."

Believe it या not, Mercury never missed school.

"Don't आप see Cameron? She's testing you. She's probably watching us right now."...

katchup ( i know i know, lame name. if any one has any ideas tell me)

posted by blackmagic101

The first time I saw him he was digging ketchup out of a bottle with a knife. he was bent over the desk, red brown hair covering his face. With a crooked grin he turned around to face me.
"want some" he gestured to the big red mess of what I think might have been a sandwich.
"um... Maybe latter" I replayed setting my पुस्तकें on the counter. I had just started a new साल in high school, and was currently third period aka, घर Ed class. Probably one of the most unusefull class ever. Well here I am walking in to a class room of new faces, and with just one look at my new partner I know that I defiantly...

Right Back Where I Came From-Preview

posted by FashionBug12

As Cierra Fray ran through the cold forest, the scent of blood filled the air.
The stomping of boots behind her became louder and louder as time went on.
"Over here, men!" A loud voice said. "I can smell her blood! Come out, come out wherever आप are!" The voice was the head of Asru, the organization whose prison she escaped from.
The thick brush scraped her bare arms and legs, giving her deep cuts. Poison Ivy nicked her dark skin. Hopefully, Cierra looked up at the night sky for some sign of a way out. All that was there was the moon, mocking her. It was free, and she wasn't. Well, not with...

A Little Too Curious (part 12)

posted by noahnstar1616

-One Week Later-
"Let's go, we're going to be late for school", Francine called from outside my front door.

I hopped my way toward her, since I apparently sprained my ankle on the night of the accident. "Thanks for the help." I roll my eyes. She grabs my पुस्तकें off the रसोई, रसोईघर table, and I grabbed my crutches.

-At School-
Zoey was waiting for us at the entrance. "Finally!"

I came toward her. "Nice to see you, too." They helped me to my locker. "Why didn't आप guys come see me in the hospital?"

"I don't like hospitals. They're fill of sick people and germs", कहा Zoey.

"And I had a सॉकर game", said...

Hidden Secret Chapter 9 (Author's Note)

posted by DxCFan123

OK, so, with the holidays and the business of school, I have decided NO party chapter. I won't be able to write it for a while, anyway. So, let me just put it this way:

Over the span of.. let's say 6 weeks, Miranda, Sam and Alexander became better friends, and Sam still had a crush on Alex. Sam was still फ्रेंड्स with Skye, but, being with the लोकप्रिय crowd, was pulled away and restricted from "hanging with the nobobdies."

Soon, Skye's friendship with her became a hatred and a आग started and now, she hates Sam. So, Sam, Alex and Marie are all on फ्रेंड्स terms (Alex and Sam.. well, lil' higher) and Skye is frienemies with Sam.

Hidden Secret: Chapter 8

posted by DxCFan123

I was terribly tired द्वारा the time class was over. I though I was just going to collapse. They had us run a track 10 times, do excercises in the heat, and then we had to sit and do a lesson on responsibility (then again, it was a responsibility class)

"So, um, I guess I'll see आप at school tommorrow!" I कहा before we departed

"Uh, it's a Friday! Know what? Miranda's having a party this weekend. आप should come! Here's her address" he said, then pulled out a piece of paper with Marie's address on it.

"Uh, thanks! I'll try to come!" I yelled, then waited for him to be out of sight.

"Okay, ONE, I...

The मास्करेड ~ Prologue

posted by AceUnlaced

Eight of them stand in a loose circle, bags dangling off their shoulders, slouching. They exchange glances and then they are off, their sneakers padding the pavement, barely making any noise. One द्वारा one, colorful masks go sliding over चोटी, शीर्ष of their faces. Some बत्तख, बतख under the break in the chain link fence and the rest hurl themselves over चोटी, शीर्ष of it.
The dusk does not cast shadows and that it when they travel best. With their backs pressed against the rough brick of the alleyway, they hesitate a moment to catch their breath, running over the plan one last time in their...

Hidden Secret: Chapter 7

posted by DxCFan123

I walked to my locker and turned the knob. 57892. It swung open and I took my bapckpack out of it. I zipped it open and dropped my homework- which mostly was things to review- and sighed in relief. It was hard to carry them, after all.

"So, you're Sam?" someone asked. I jerked my head up to see the girl with blonde hair.. Miranda, I believe her name was. "Nice meeting you. I'm Marie. Everybody calls me Miranda, though." she said

"Oh my.. gosh.. You're, like, the only person I've told me real name to!" she then exclaimed

"Uh.. really? That's very nice to know. Um.. what, exactly, is the point of...

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Death Targets ch.3

posted by problematic124

****Please don't copy***
Chapter 3
The case of the brownie
That feeling from earlier today hadn't gone away, in fact it intensified. I was still spooked द्वारा the time I got to school.
"You okay Kyle"Fable asked as I jumped at the slightest sounds.
"Yeah just a little...jumpy"
Before Fable could ask why Mr.Derelo came in and started the class.
"Okay guys pick partners, today were going to undergo the experience of an illusion. Were going to make this classroom look like something out of the 1950's, and it's going to be a house haunted द्वारा a ghost"
"In your groups your going to write a रिपोर्ट about the...

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Death Targets

posted by problematic124

Prolouge
1982
The rain had stopped hours ago,but the man didn't notice. He was लॉस्ट in his own thoughts. He felt abandoned and unlove,probably because he was. A twenty साल old man living in his car all alone,just because of his stupid mistakes.
When the man was younger he was kicked out of school because he sent the science lab on fire, he was only fifteen.
Then his parents kicked him out because he threatened them with his shotgun,he was seventeen at the time.
All though his parents were good to him he hated them.
They tried to help him find a घर but the man wanted nothing to do with them....

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Harry Potter प्रशंसक Fiction

posted by GodIsGood

Chapter One

Dark Lord Fallen

In a dark pub in Germany sat a middle-aged man wearing strange robes and a pointed hat. He stared listlessly into the glass of mead sitting in front of him.
Another man, wearing the same strange garb, entered the pub. He scanned the people inside for a moment, then strode over and joined the first man. When he didn’t look up from his glass of mead, the impatient सेकंड man rapped his knuckles against the table.
“Nikolas,” he said. “What have आप heard from our Lord Druidrick tonight?”
Nikolas tore his gaze from the glass of mead and looked into the second...