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There once lived a princess named Eleanor. She was a very beautiful and intelligent young girl. Yet, she was unhappy.
Everybody kept telling her, that she had everything she could’ve ever needed または wanted: the beauty, the brains, the fortune and a young, mighty prince to whom she was supposed to get married to. And they were right. In theory, the young princess’ life seemed perfect. But in reality, it was far from it.
The princess felt alone and scared, even when she was surrounded によって people and was completely safe. And her prince. He didn’t make her happy. But not because he didn’t try. He simply couldn’t. She didn’t 愛 him. She loved someone else. Someone kind, warmhearted, beautiful and also a royalty, therefore their 愛 seemed acceptable. However, it was not.
On her wedding 日 the princess cried and cried, until she had no もっと見る tears left. Her pain seemed unbearable, her ハート, 心 was ripping into two. As her maid opened the door and told her:
“Miss, we’ll have to start soon.”
Princess answered:
“Just give me one もっと見る 秒 to breathe one last breath.”
The maid nodded and closed the door. As soon as she did so, the princess opened up the nearest window and before she knew it, she was climbing out the window and running towards the woods. To hide in the arms and the darkness of trees.
What was she doing? She wasn’t sure. But she knew she had to get out. She had to be able to breathe. She had to be free. With the one person she truly loved.
There are lots of theories on how the princess’ life has turned out. Some say that she has been found によって her father, the King, and killed, for the shame that she has brought over their kingdom. Some say that she has received the punishment of the Gods, fell ill and died only a few weeks after the hiding.
But those, who know the real princess, know the real story. The story of the forbidden 愛 and happy, long life that the princess has lived with her only, real, true love: Princess Annabelle.
The forbidden 愛 between the two princesses. Yes, it was talked of. Yes, it was judged. And yes, it was highly frowned upon. But the talks, judgments and frowns didn’t reach the princesses ears, minds または hearts. They were protected. Protected from all of it, によって happiness, freedom, joy and lightness that they felt. They didn’t care about what anybody else thought, because for them, there wasn’t anybody else, but them. For the first time in years, they were able to breathe again.
They loved each other. And that’s all that mattered.
THE END
posted by iluvtheshow
I remember the 日 I fell in love.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for あなた love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place あなた could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with もっと見る 火災, 火 then あなた could ever imagine.
もっと見る passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the 日 I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.

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This is dedicated to my first real バスケットボール, バスケット ボール coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
posted by CullensFinest13
あなた hurt me I hope あなた die I cant belive I trusted あなた I cant belive I loved あなた I cant belive I stayed up and worried that あなた wouldnt call. I cant belive that i loved あなた i trusted あなた and cared for you. im tired of あなた its time i let あなた go but your always there あなた wont leave me alone...its time for あなた to leave so never come back walk out of my life i am going to lock my door and never let あなた back in stay out so i can be happy あなた need あなた need to die let me live my own life あなた shouldnt be controlling me anymore im not property im a human and i dont belong to the likes of you, あなた were...
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posted by vampiress015
I presuming we all joined this spot 'cos we 愛 to write, right? If so then あなた all know what I'm talking about when I say that we all 愛 our main characters and sometimes want to make them the best people in the world.

B-O-R-I-N-G

Yes, we want to make our main character gets the best out of the story, since it's their story. But if they're the best people in the world it doesn't really make them believable and then the reader just doesn't care about them (which is hard to understand cos we as the writer 愛 em, but unfortunantley it's true)

So here is my step-by-step guide to make sure that...
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posted by Sweet_Pants
Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.

I dream of all things

Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts

Within these thoughts as dark as sea

When once those wings of black

Hung over all

Shadowing but of the wretched white

That blinds me of all beauty.

I dream of all things

From happiness to highs

Let down these pills

または I’m gone, retreat inside my mind

Where none but the darkest thoughts

Swallowing twilight

I dream of all things

From the stories told によって hidden scars

Unable to 表示する themselves

Under this intense scrutiny

That makes up this world’s attire

To the times that I could be happy

Without a drug to create

The much-needed illusion...


I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
posted by mrs-mindfreak
I decided to do a story where I put my iPod on shuffle and start writing. Lucky for me, all the songs were basically sad または angry music. So this is what I came up with :)

The rain pattered on the windows drowsily, drowning out Alana’s choking sobs. She sat in her お気に入り wooden rocker, and buried her face in her hands miserably. Her black hair clung to her sweaty face. Her clammy palms were wet from tears. She never wanted to 移動する from that spot again. Although she was filled with irrevocable remorse, she felt comfortable there. No one in the house, rain falling softly outside, and just...
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‘You shouldn't have shot the dog.’ That single thought reverberated inside my head, knocking from side to side, smashing at the sides of my skull until I had to put my hands to my temples in a futile attempt to stop the pain. The man sitting 次 to me took a swig of his whiskey, the glass bottle knocking against his yellowed and rotten teeth. His other hand held onto the steering wheel, maneuvering the car down the winding and deserted stretch of highway. I leaned my head against the cool glass of the passenger side window, willing my head to stop pounding. From the radio, the soft strains...
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 The Writer Behind the Words
The Writer Behind the Words
Luck has little to do with link. A long lasting 書く career doesn’t just happen. A writer can burst onto the scene and quickly disappear. Another can have a series of hits then write a bunch of flops and never be heard from again. The difference between a long lasting career and one that burns out is strategy. Here are seven rules to help あなた find the right strategy for あなた and get あなた started on your journey to long lasting success.

Learn the power of focus. For most of us, we have もっと見る than enough to do on a daily basis. And when it comes to any 書く project the 一覧 can grow exponentially-...
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In the years following the war the Ministry of Magic struggled to regain the public's trust whilst people struggled to find peace of mind in the uncertainty of Voldemort's disappearance. In 1985 letters start appearing with a very concerning または very hopeful kind of message, depending on your point of view and personal beliefs. They are so anti-establishment, in parts so truthful, and thus potentially dangerous that the Ministry controlled Daily Prophet won't 公開する them または any talk about them on the Readers' Column.

The letters lay out a vision of future where the Ministry no longer exists...
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The fragrance of scotch pine and blue トウヒ, スプルース is pungent in the air, amplified によって the heat of late June. または so あなた think it is June. This place feels oddly void of time. あなた open your eyes to see a sun hazed over によって stratus clouds. From all angles あなた spy familiar wooden structures.
You are back.

You sit up with your legs tucked under your bottom and bask in the estival air and all of the scents that waft within it. あなた furrow your brows, thinking that it is not as clean as before. Even so, the place hums with earthy energy. A stronger gust of wind picks up the hem of your シャツ and flutters...
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あなた wake up under a shady willow with a vague semblance of what あなた had dreamt.
You have dozed off again. And no wonder, there is a good book in your lap and your お気に入り songs are still crackling through your earbuds. あなた ought to replace them, they are going bad. あなた pull them out and decide to listen to nature’s 音楽 instead. The soft gurgle of the pond coupled with catkins rustling against each other has always been your お気に入り blend of sounds. Every now and again your ear is filled with the nearly undetectable buzz of a cicada humming past. あなた aren’t quite sure, but あなた think that...
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posted by Epismatic
The Man With No Eyes Collection (3): Mask




When the curtain rises, all is forgiven.

I’ll brush it all off with a movie-star smile,

A genuine laugh, but my eyes must be hidden,

The truth they contain is considered too vile.

My voice is a song that will play through your ears,

And invite あなた to dance to the sound of my tune,

I take a bow, deeply, and drink in your cheers,

I’ll always remain here,

You’ll come see me soon.

A new 日 is dawning,

“Quick, put on your mask!”

And hurry outside, meet the crowd.

“Where’ve あなた been?”

With fanciful 回答 to all that あなた ask,

I’ll always wait here for...
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posted by WritingBookWorm
So, one of my New’s Years Resolutions this 年 it to write more. So, I decided to make this:

The goal is to write something every day.

Starting on the 31st of January, every 日 there is a vague word, idea, object, question, statement または anything. あなた can take it anyway あなた want.

Then each 日 あなた should write what it tells あなた too または something inspired によって it. Whether it be a poem, a small scene, a character description, journal entry, short story または even just one really well crafted sentence.

Even if the prompt confuses you, または あなた have no ideas just write something! It’s a great exercise...
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posted by LadySilverSoul
This is my opinion. It is not meant to offend, または disrespect anyone.

I'm still in my twenties, yet I am tired. I am tired in the deepest marrow of my bones. As I type this, I find myself taking long pauses between sentences. It is like my mind and body knows my intent to use expressive vocabulary, will still fall short of the actual circumstances of which I write.

Many of us, at least on the outside, believe that racism is wrong. Many of us, at least in the face of others, shake our heads at it. I'm not talking about the racism that causes physical pain for others, but the racism that is perpetuated...
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This is an old draft I've had sitting here for about three years. Cleaned it up sorta, but it's still not at par with my current work. I wanted to keep most of the 情報源 material as close to what I wrote three years 前 barring some grammatical/diction fluency errors, mostly for a little look into how much I've changed. I just couldn't くま, クマ letting it sit in here anymore. I'm not super into fanfiction, fanpop, または even K-POP anymore for that matter, but I knew I had to put this out there in some form または fashion. Let me know if あなた want me to write anything chapter, または do something else with...
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This guide was inspired によって a 質問 recently 投稿されました によって link on this spot. The user was looking for ways to put a twist on fairytales. I began to write an answer, but my answer soon developed into an article. So here it is.

Note that these aren't specifically for fairytales; they can be used on any old, well-known stories. After listing some ideas on how あなた can put a twist on such stories, I'll give a few examples of 映画 that have done used one または もっと見る of these ideas.

1. Swap the genders of the traditional characters.
Do any of the characters behave especially "typical" for their gender?...
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posted by floraisbest1
Ms. Farogonda asked for the winx to come down to her office. when the winx reached ms. farogonda's office she told them that diana wants to speak wth one of you. she didnt tell me who but she told me to pick two extras. ms. farogonda can i go, bloom asked her. flora will be going along with musa and aisha ms farogonda told them. hmph bloom pouted, can we at least go with them bloom 発言しました quikly. fine all of あなた girls can go and im bringing the specialist. ok stella 発言しました in a sing song voice. lets go 発言しました the winx. they met the RF boys outside and went in the owl. winx: WINX BELIEVIX
AT THE アマゾン
flora: let's get going
aisha: see ya winx
bloom: meet back here in an 時 k
ok bloom musa said
( diana appears in front of them)
GUARDS take them away
what??!
(to be continued)
posted by LunaNotLoony
Anna flicked the T.V from channel to channel, bored: there was nothing worth watching. Sighing, she left the news on and flopped back on the sofa, not really intending to listen.
'The war in Iraq-.'
'Oh no, あなた don't,' Anna muttered, grabbing the remote. Her Dad had joined the army after her Mum had died of an overdose. Anna didn't really blame him, she'd have got out of the house as fast as possible too if she was an adult. The whole house was contaminated with the memories of Mum, of her laugh, of her accident... suicide... whatever it was. Even so, Anna missed Dad like it was painful. She'd...
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posted by Ichigo127
An Amuto one-shot
hope あなた enjoy!

‘You know, Amu…,’ he was sitting there again, on the ledge of the window, staring wistfully outside. ‘All of them think you’re gone. But I know better. あなた are alive, I know it. Somewhere out there, you’re thinking about me too, aren’t you?’
He was talking again, talking to the moon. ‘You’ll never admit it but あなた have already fallen for me,’ he smirked at the moon. No, not the moon. It was Amu’s blushing face that he saw and it was her voice that he heard, ‘Shut up!’ he didn’t know it was the echo of his memories because he thought...
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A shadowy figure silently brushed the silken curtains aside as she slipped through the open window and stepped into the dark chamber. Passing a small 表, テーブル and a bed, the 狐, フォックス quickly headed towards a cabinet that stood against the far wall.
Beaded necklaces hung above a oval mirror that was set in the center. Her eyes rested on a miniature strongbox half hidden behind the mirror.
Paying no heed to the deafening clatter coming from the oblivious guest downstairs, she skillfully picked the tiny lock and raised the lid. It was hard to tell what was what in the darkness, so she emptied it into...
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posted by Ichigo127
Yo! this is the first poem i wrote with a sane mind xD do tell me if あなた like it =)

Tears,
a combination of helplessness and anger,
a combination of joy and gratitude.
what different meanings it holds!
sometimes of love,
sometimes of hate.
with what different feelings we cry!
but those tears are the same.
they dwell inside the eye,
ready to attack,
the peace of our heart.
to flood the face,
with undoubted 愛 and care,
with undoubted anger and hate,
with undoubted pain and despair.
pain? yes, and despair too!
the breakdown of our heart,
the dawn of the truth,
leading to flood the face,
with our sentiments undoubted.