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Suicide CircusI knew the hooded figure was watching me, even if I couldn’t see his face from the shadow of the cowl. His cloak hid his true body from me, only his white gloved hands visible. The material of the cloth seemed to be velvet as it shone and danced under the paleness of the moon. He was shorter than me maybe by only a little bit, that I could see even from our distance, yet still made me shiver as he stood there, silent, just watching.

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SON PRIMOS ??? CAP 1SON PRIMOS ??? CAP 1
mi vida cmbio mucho desde ace una semana , bueno , les contare que paso...
una mañana , como todas , mis 3 casi primos , phineas , marck , y arthur , el hermanastro de phineas , ferb , y un "amigo" , bruno y yo , nos levantamos muy temprano , para acer un nuevo invento
phineas : creo que este proyecto sera muy largo
marck : aggggg , bueno , espero que no tanto
arthur : *mira picaramente a marck*
marck : que ?
vicente : que intentaras acer ahora ???
marck : nada :D
bruno : ok
vicnete : *suena el celular y contesta* hola
¿? : vicente???
vicente : migel ?
migel : vicente , puedes venir por mi ???
vicente : par

Remember“Take your medicine.”

John smiled gratefully at his wife, offering his palm. “Thank you. I almost forgot. It’s good to have someone around when you’re nuts.”

His wife sat herself next to him. “John… do you remember?”

“Do I remember?”

A smiled graced her face. “Do you remember us? Can you remember, John? Can you remember us before this happened?”

“May, you know I can’t remember anything past-“

“Try. Please try to remember. For me? Try, John. I know you can.”

Do you remember us?

“Excuse me.”

The young man looked up

Date Night - Relativity Episode 17   Michael leaned back in his chair, scrubbing his hands over his face. Though it was still a half an hour before quitting time, he considered heading out early to start the weekend.
   "What are you doing tonight?" he asked the man sitting across from him. Ravenswood had come into the office to review some disaster recovery plans. "I was thinking we could head down to Barber Street. Play a couple games of pool or something."
   "I'd love to," his friend answered. "But tonight's date night. I promised Mel I'd take her to dinner and a movie."
   Michael's mouth puckered. "Oh."
   "How about asking Sara?" Ravenswood suggested.
   The CEO shook his head. "She said she's busy tonight."
   "What about your dad?"
   Though it wasn't the most desirable option, Michael wasn't against the idea of going out with his father for a beer and a game of darts. Problem was, "He's in S

The Mistress's TaleThe trip to Canterbury was one of great advent’a,
Unless, of course, you were a maiden of great dementia.
The roads were filled with squires, nuns, and monks,
And gentlemen who thrived in the game of hunts.

Upon this road was one that strode in the back,
She was ridden upon a horse, mane of white, fur of black.
Upon the woman’s crown
Was a top hat, large and round.

The countenance she bore was one of mystery,
And her voice was one that could entrance a flee.
The Mistress, she was called
If you thought it scandalous, she would be appalled.

No, the name itself meant great estate owner,
One with servants and plenty of money for do

FrUk ~ Pain No More ~ DrabbleWhy? Every time that damn frog enters the room, I get lost in his beautiful hair, clear sky-blue eyes, NO! What am I thinking?!? Gah, I just don't know anymore.

America says I mad, I think so to, how could I forget centuries of war and loss.

So, now I stand here, alone, like always, on top of London bridge. Can nations die? Maybe not physically. But mentally. The water of the river Thames. So clear. So, so....

And now I'm falling. Falling without a care in the world. Will anyone miss me? I doubt it. Would the world be more peaceful?

I feel pain, but pain no more...

VOLVIENDO AL PASADO CAP 4VOLVIENDO AL PASADO CAP 4

ya todos en la habitacion...
marck : y que acemos aqui ???
phineas : pues , creo que no es cierto lo que dio esa niña , y este joven , nos va a ayudar a volver con nuestras respectivas novias
vicente : primero que demuestre que lo que ella dijo no es sierto
bruno : si , como sabemos que ella mintio o no
thomas : bien , se que son buenos constrctores , agan brasaletes , para que uno no se acerque a quien no sea su paeja
todos : ok
despues de un rato ...
phineas : aqui estan
thomas : funcionan ???
phineas : claro , si los brasaletes incorrectos se acercan demaciado , una descarga saldra de ellos , obligando a e

VOLVIENDO AL PASADO CAP 3VOLVIENDO AL PASADO CAP 3

en el presente ...
de pronto la maquina exploto , y salio la chica rubia
brigett : funciono , ahora , a arruinar la vida de todos
la rubia se fue del patio , despues , volvio a explotar la maquina , y de ella salio el chico de cabello castaño
thomas : no te saldras con la tuya brigett
se puso una chaqueta , y unas gafas oscuras , y salio del patio
la rubia , consiguio como pudo , los numeros de los jovenes
brigett : que aparatejos , no se como se usan
despues de una eternidad (para brigett) encontro como hablarle a cada uno de ellos , los reunio
en la reunion...
todos y tu quien eres ???
brigett : solo una

25. OldWhen I was younger, I used to watch one of my elderly neighbors when her children would go out of town or couldn't find the time to check on her. I never understood why they sometimes gave me terrible excuses for their absences because she was very easy to manage. She didn't talk very much, and when she did, it was mostly to comment on the weather or how lovely the birds sounded or she needed help with something. It was always a pleasure to look after her and I never declined when they asked, but as the years went on, the requests became more frequent.

I never had any meaningful conversations with her, I didn't even know her name, but I alwa

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Chapter Eight: Another Innocent Soul, Lost
Rosa cried and cried; rain began to fall, putting Melati's burning body to a still, burnt state.
"P-Please," Melati's childlike voice was back, "just try to understand... The demon within me was starving... And because there were no babies in near sight, it went after the first scent of blood. When you become a vile creature like me, you're practically possessed. I truly did want to help." She laid there, now feeling like the worst trash ever. "Kill me." Rosa was in somewhat shock of these words as she slowly wiped her tears away (even though it didn't matter). "It's the only way I can sleep in peace; even if I don't have an afterlife. I'd rather have my soul disappear than ruin the lives of anyone anymore."
"W-What?" Rosa was still wiping away tears, in shock of Melati's attitude.
"Just create that fire sword of yours and," Melati moved a limb and cried in pain from the burns, "just

The Lock BoxThe Lock Box
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For as long as I've know him, Dave T. Huck has been the sort of man that would do most anything for a dollar or a drink; particularly the latter. There is no one quite so eager to "help" as an alcoholic without the money to quench his thirst. With this in mind, I sought to employ Mr. Huck in a bit of quick and lucrative business. The promise of fifty bucks and fairly minimal work was all it took to capture his interest, but - having experienced some trouble with the law in the past - Dave wisely inquired about the details.

"I've just recently moved," I explained. "And in my haste to do so, I neglected

DoorA dark concrete room, with a solid door completely closed. There is a young girl locked out from the world, wondering if the darkness will end and maybe she'll see sunlight. That she will be able to see her family again, and to be free from this endless torture of loneliness.
She doesn't know how she got here, doesn't know when, doesn't know where she is, but all she knows is that she is Here. Here, the endless darkness. Here, the everlasting torture from freedom. Anything is better than Here.
The door, wide and enormously tall, keeps her away from the ones she love. No one has found her yet, but she knows she won't be free from this Hell for years to come.
Her Hell had an edgy look to it, being in a place away from civilization. The walls and ceiling pitch black, a small tuft pillow under her head, her body on a creaking old bed. All necessities given at the end of the day, each with a scary, snarling male voice on the other end, promising to make her life miserable until the da

El canto de los legitimos

Del rey para Kira
Nacera un nuevo Garuda en la piel del siguiente

El sol regresara a su punto de partida, refugiándose en las penumbras del borde. Que ironía ¿no? Retrocede con cobardía para dejarlos solos, tan tristes, tan frágiles, tan suaves, tan débiles, tan…deliciosos.
¿Acaso eso te molesta, Kira? ¿Es que hago algo mal?

Libérala! Deja que su cuerpo se hunda en la tierra y su alma vague en el viento por siempre, o si te apiadas de ella que se una con el resto de las almas dentro de ti. Ella no te pertenece. Tú me perteneces.
Vaciaré los pueblos, más rápido que el fuego, más letal que una fiera. Beberé las almas, sin d

THOMAS EL GLADIADOR CAP 27THOMAS EL GLADIADOR CAP 27
CAPITULO FINAL
EL FINAL DE TODO
al sia siguiente...
vicente : les declaramos una batalla por la ciudad
grupo de gente 1 : para que pelear ?
grupo de gente 2 : por nuestra nacion
grupo de gente 1 : disculpe , podemos unirnos a ustedes ?
vicente : claro
shopie : no veo por que no
alex : eso seria lo mejor
grupo de gente 2 : TRAIDORES !!! , TRAIDORES !!!
vicente : no me gusta la violencia , dejenlos encarcelados y que mueran hayi
despues de eso , viajaron a bagdad , en donde paso lo mismo , el imperio persa callo pocos dias despues , ernesto y thomas decidieron no separarse , y ser una misma nacion , despues de la muer

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StrengthStrength
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Breaking them
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Nothing.
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Used.
Hollow.
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by ~Sierra-Wolf, Jan 21, 2013, 6:06:19 PM
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Screams.

That's what filled my ears.

Fires everywhere.

You caused this....

Those words chilled me to the bone.
The words echoed in my mind, and nothing to stop it.
I fell to my knees, ash and dust flying up from the ground as i did.

I felt hollow inside.
Empty.
Nothing was there.

People ran past me.
Panic filled their hearts.
Fear.
In which led to chaos.

Chaos.
Power flooded through me.

Yes......

"Get out my head!"

It felt wrong.

Eveyrthing was wrong.

Why are you rejecting what you are?

You were created to end this world and bring it to the end.

That is your mission.

That is your purpose.

That is your destiney.

"No... Its not......"

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Will draw a picture to what this is describing. Hope you like. For now only words but soon you'll have a picture.

*elveramarie Jan 21, 2013 Student General Artist

*blinks* crap, I like this kind of stuff!
Reminds me of a rp I have with a friend~
Angels and demons, all that good stuff~

~Sierra-Wolf Jan 21, 2013 Student General Artist

Lols yeah. I did a few rp's like that too. I'm glad you like it!

*elveramarie Jan 21, 2013 Student General Artist

Mhmm, I would like to see more of this!
But its your writing man.

~Sierra-Wolf Jan 21, 2013 Student General Artist

Probably end up writing some more stuff. May end up writing a story I don't know yet.... But we shall see

*elveramarie Jan 22, 2013 Student General Artist

awesome!

~gingerdove Jan 21, 2013

Dun dun dun! xD no but seriously this is great! I'm so excited for the picture!

~Sierra-Wolf Jan 21, 2013 Student General Artist

lols will be up soon!

*HarmoniHalo Jan 21, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Can't wait to see the picture! ^^

~Sierra-Wolf Jan 21, 2013 Student General Artist

Lols

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