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  • Who I am...

    I am the scourge of the world. I am often described as evil, mesochistic, and slightly sadistic. You do me wrong, you'll regret it. I have hurt without shame, and I will hurt again. However, this aplies only to those I know in real life. I have a soft side. If you need help, I will provide it. There is no reason to fear me, the scourge of the world....all of the time. But, tell me, friend...who are you?

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  • Getting Closer to the End

    What is the end? Is it the final of something or is it the beginning of something new? Then does that mean that endings don't exist?  We individuals live life always experiencing the beginnings but hardly waste time thinking about the end. This is because we are enjoying the moment and the everlasting freedom, thinking that this moment will last forever. We don't bore our minds by thinking about the endings of things so we can have a clasp of the feeling of happiness. We laugh, cry, and smile trying to live the moment to the fullest and this brings us to the end. The more we are happy the less time we have but nobody wants to waste time being upset. We fear the endings because we try to avoid it. And the more we ignore, the closer it comes.

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  • Revolution Time

    It's true, they want us all confused and blind New World Order, They don't want you to use your mind. Revolution Time STOP watching the television, We gotta wake up and TRY to make better decisions. Forever imprisoned, even Obama is down with Big Brother The ONLY thing that's changed is our president's skin color, i feel a bit smothered with all wired tapped corrupt cops shoot us down, is time to fire back i don't desire that but we're living like slaves kept chained up in an invisible cage.

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  • Virginity at its loss

    Randy is a handsome man that all the girls at the school want to be his girlfriend. There is a girl named Ananta with a body like a supermodel and long brown hair who loves him since she saw him at the first day of school. Without she knowing, Randy loves her too. After a long decade of randy tried to get her, they both made a commitment and started their relationship. But things got really complicated, and they broke up. Ananta cannot bear the pain of losing him, so she still loves him. but a week after the broke up, randy got a new girlfriend named Sandra. Ananta decides to let him go, but she knows she still loves randy. and then 5 months after that, ananta heard that Sandra gave her virginity to randy and randy seems so in love again with her. Eventough ananta keep found strange things about randy, who always tried to contact ananta and seems like he doesn't wanna let ananta forget him.. but ananta was very dissapointed that randy and sandra had sex.

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  • Then, Everything Went Black

    I woke up with a start; just another nightmare. Seems like I have them every night these days. I softly walk down to my little sister's room. "Rose?" I whisper. "Yes? What's wrong?" she asked me in a frightened voice. "Nothing sweetie just go back to bed, ok?" "Ok," I heard her mumble. I'm always checking on her since our parents got murdered. As i walk down the hallway back to my room I hear a noise. "Rose, was that you?" Once the words were out of my mouth I felt a hand cover my mouth and drag me backwards. I struggle to break free from my captors grasp and scream out "ROSE! Run! You have to get away from here!" I felt a cold circle of metal at the small of my back. "Don't move." whispered my captor with a gruff, solemn voice. I nod my head slowly to show that I understand. I heard someone screaming down the hallway. a voice I know belongs to my sister. I feel an old rag put over my mouth and then everything went black...

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  • A day at the beach.

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  • Black Night

    I don't want this story to be a cliche  but i'll tel u a day of my life ,a Friday from 2008 .It was autumn and i was coming back from a job i had downtown ,I don't know why but since the moment i stepped out from work it started drizzling ... ofcorse i did not had an umbrella so i just  put my hoodie on ... As i was rushing home , it was past 12 ,and i was exhausted i saw 2 lovers walking by ,holding hands who looked at me and smiled ... oh boy, I had no ideea what was about to happen!

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  • cats

    "...cats are very strange inded" stated kacee after a long day of work at the animal shelter. kailin and she had meet up at a bar after a long days work to gossip about all of the latest things going on in their lives. "i do not at all understand why that you even work at that stupid shelter anyways its not like you like animals anyways" kailin said. "well it pays the bills and what else am i gona do all day its not like i know how to do anything else" kacee said "and nothing is gona screw up my mannie petty at the shelter i dont get close enough to those smelly things for that to happen...sohow was your day at the office?" "the boss called me in to his office to formally invite me to a meeting at his place tomarrow night maybe i might finally get that raise" kailin said. "WOW" kacee said " you sure do know how to get what you want in this world" she said with a wink." "well of course" kailin said while batting her eye lashes "how do you think i am manager." "i am soo jelly" kacee said

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  • Banished Angels

    There lay a pale girl in a flowing white dress, her silvery blonde hair splayed out in the snow, almost camoflague against the snow covered grass. Her eyelids fluttered slightly, but remained closed. She mumbled quitely, I couldn't make out the words, her voice sounded like bells. "Hey!" Lynn shouted at me "What is she doing?! Whys she just lying there?" "I don't know!" I snapped "but I'll find out if you stop shouting!" Lynn flinched and shuffled backwards towards Natasha. I kneeled beside her and poked her "hello? Hello? Are you okay?" "I didn't do it" she mumbled "I didn't tell her" "Tell her what?" I asked, looking back at Natasha, she just shrugged. "I didn't tell her" she mumbled again "I didn't tell her my name" "What do you mean? What is your name?" I asked once again. "Theia" she whispered "but I didn't tell her" "What do you mean you didn't tell her?" "She lied, she told them" I turned back to Lynn and Natasha "I think we should take her back, to my brother's" Natasha nodded and moved to the other side of the girl, Theia, and propped her up. I put her arm around my shoulder and noticed that Natasha had done the same.

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  • Fallen Angels

    The pain on my shoulder blades was intense. I could feel the blood pouring out of the gashes where my sterling white wings used to be. I'm falling like a shooting star and I land hard. I feel the ground crack open as I land hard. I'm in the middle of a field slipping in and out of consciousness while the healing is taking place. I feel my soul being ripped out and sucked down into the giant inferno known as hell. I know what's happening. Hell is where all the angels that have been cast out go to sign their eternal loyalty to Satan himself. I fight but I know I can't win. Heaven is no longer my home, Earth and Hell are now and as I give my eternal loyalty I vow that I'll exact my revenge Heaven and god himself. Satan laughs for he can read my thoughts."Soon my pet." he hisses."Ssoonn" I bow down on my knees and say the Fallen Angel Prayer that was taught to all young angels just in case this ever happened to them. He laughs dryly and says"welcome to your damnation!"

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  • On Again

    Moving to Summer Glen had seemed like such an obvious thing at the time. It was a quiet neighborhood, a little out of the way of the city but not so far as to be inconvenient. Everything was nice--normal--until about a month after Jon moved into his new home. Everyday, he got up in the morning, showered, dressed for work, turned out the lights, and went to his job. Then, he would come home, eat, get caught up with his emails and messages, get ready for bed, and turn out the lights. Then, he would wake up and repeat. The problem was, aside for the first month or so, Jon didn't turn on any of the lights. Every morning, when he woke up, all the lights in his house were lit. Every afternoon, when he arrived home, the lights were lit. After three weeks of this, Jon was sick of it. He was determined to figure this out once and for all. He contacted his power company, but they reported no oddities in wiring. That was when Jon set up the cameras.

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  • The Need for Empathy in Northeast India

    Empathy is what the NE people need for peaceful solution to ethno-political aspirations, as against romanticising of one's history.

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  • The Conspiracy

    I was moving through the darkness and got struck by pouring down rain. A dude was running through the street when he was taken out by military snipers. I began to go out into the street until I got struck by lightning. It all started when I was back at the house fixing my early morning coffee for my CEO interview. I got into my Charger to head out to the office. As I was driving a malicious car followed me down 6 streets. I got worried when I was approached at my office by a armed robber. 

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  • Moving on is not that easy. . .

    Moving on is not that easy, knowing the fact that the person you loved just played with you and took you for granted. How was that? Thinking the days that you thought he is sincere, that he would never ever leave you because you thought thet he's the one. 

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  • Around the world

    Name: Jocelyn Country: Canada Favourite song: The A Team by Ed Sheeran The weather where I am: rainy, cloudy, boring and gross. Horrible considering it's June. I wish I was in... France I call my grandma... Grandma Bath, even though "Bath" isn't her actual last name My hair is... dark brown with natural red streaks 1 thing I love about myself: my hair My best friend's FIRST name: Audrey Favourite colour: sage green Biggest stereotype about where I'm from: EVERYONE in Vancouver participated in the post-Stanley Cup riots :( A website at which you can find me: http://walking-on-my-personal-sunshine.tumblr.com/ Advice to someone travelling to my country: don't ask us if we live in igloos. it gets reaally annoying. For anyone and everyone continuing this story, please use the format above and use your own personal answers. love ya  :D let's see how many countries we can get to!  

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  • The Coma

    "Mr. Jones. Can you hear me? Mr. Jones?" Yes, I could hear the voice, but for some reason I couldn't respond. I wasn't sure where I was or who was talking to me, and I could see only bright light out of my right eye. Something had happened, I was sure of that. And I don't think it was good.

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  • astro boy

    My child Toby just died and I dont know what to do with myself. Well I am the head of the ministry of science. I ,Dr.Tenma, could do anything, like re-make my Toby. oh how endearing that would be, i could see him again and wouldnt have that aching fealing in my heart anymore... I will start building him as soon as possible, today is the day to start my life over with him, i mean it is 2037. *A few days later* "Done, He's done!!! finally i can see my toby again. How are you doing toby, do you feel alright..." "Dad, I'm fine, I just woke up from a nap, were is Nora, i wish to see her." "As i've told you before Toby she is just a silly robot, not a friend! Now dont make me mad." Then toby's anger got rose to it's limit for he was just figuring out he was a robot "DAD! HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT I'M A ROBOT!" "Well your a special robot toby." " You can't just do this to robots, or i'll turn you in to the..ughhhhhhhh" and toby fell to the ground as his father had just deactivate him.

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  • Little Black Box

    It has been said that many items carry a history. Whether good or bad is really up to the audience to decide. After all a lot of one's fortune can honestly be said to come from another's misfortune. Right? In the case of the little black box it can honestly be said that there is a very huge twist that has perplexed many who have come across this story. It is so unnerving that many years ago it was wrapped in a box, chained, and buried in a piece of land. A piece of land that was to become the yard of a very odd man. Brandon was odd simply because he wasn't like his neighbors. He was quiet and smart and unpopular. He was tall and strong but with a big nose. Brandon spoke languages long forgotten. But what made him odd of all was that Brandon believed he was being haunted. And he was but who would believe such an odd man. It wasn't until the night of the full moon that Brandon discovered the black box and disappeared with out a trace.

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  • The White cat with Green eyes

    There was a knock, a quiet supressed sound. As though it came from another dimension almost. Gemma chose to ignore it at first, it was probably just some woodpecker or something anyways. She buried her face into her pillow and closed her eyes to sleep again. Just as she was on the brink of slumber she heard a dry sliding noise. Her eyes opened wide, her heart skipping a beat. The sound was no longer far away, but just outside her room. It could have even been on her door.She slowly sat up, cringing at the creaks her bed made. Then she stood and carefully walked to the door and gripped the nob."Gemma don't be a scaredy cat you wuss." She whispered to herself. Slowly, she opened the door and turned on her bedroom light. Just outside the door there was a small white cat with green eyes staring up at her. She smiled "aww". She bent down to pet it but noticed it's paws were blood red. "Did you catch a mouse kitty?"Gemma looked down the hallway to see bloody footprints leading downstairs....

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  • Justin Bieber

    Once upon a time, Justin Bieber came to town.

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  • The Giant

    I had always been the outcast of my village.  Ever since my mother had run away from our little town, my younger sister Jillian and I had to live with our aunt. We were stigmatized because our real parents weren't around. It kind of made me angry. I thought I'd eventually get used to it, but our neighbors' taunting voices never eased. Everything changed, though, when I met the giant--not necessarily for the better. It was raining hard that day, and my aunt had told Jillian and I to buy some meat from the butcher. I hated the smell of the butcher, so of course, I squandered my time and wandered around the village in order to avoid the smell. Jillian got angry with me because her clothes were soaked, but because I was the older brother, I got my own way. I took her hand and pulled her along, skirting aimlessly along the wooden palisades.  It was Jillian who shrieked first. I thought she was just making a fuss to get me to follow Aunt's orders, but when I looked up, I saw him

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  • The White cat with Green eyes

    There was a knock, a quiet supressed sound. As though it came from another dimension almost. Gemma chose to ignore it at first, it was probably just some woodpecker or something anyways. She buried her face into her pillow and closed her eyes to sleep again. Just as she was on the brink of slumber she heard a dry sliding noise. Her eyes opened wide, her heart skipping a beat. The sound was no longer far away, but just outside her room. It could have even been on her door.She slowly sat up, cringing at the creaks her bed made. Then she stood and carefully walked to the door and gripped the nob."Gemma don't be a scaredy cat you wuss." She whispered to herself. Slowly, she opened the door and turned on her bedroom light. Just outside the door there was a small white cat with green eyes staring up at her. She smiled "aww". She bent down to pet it but noticed it's paws were blood red. "Did you catch a mouse kitty?"Gemma looked down the hallway to see bloody footprints leading downstairs....

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  • Kidnapped, out of love?

    "Kendle. stop struggling! stop!"he says,a hand overmy mouth.I'm breathing hard and the back of my neck feels sticky with anxiety.Evan's hands move quickly,through the dark street, pulling me with him.I squirm and scream through hishand and i bite down hard but he doesn't even flinch.Why is he kidnapping me?Where ishe taking me?He has been my best friend since childhood.Hiswarmbrowneyes and softhair used to be comforting but nowall I seein him is danger.He pulls me into a small cabin andquicklylocks the door.Myeyes searc for a way of escaping but all the windows are boarded up.He moves his hand awayfrom my mouth and I immediatelyscream "Get the helloff me!HELP!HELP!"I bangon the wall,myfist turning red.Before I realizehe's behind meI feel his warm hands on my arms and he whirls me around and presses his lips to mine which sends confused chills up my spine.I stop struggling and he pulls away and looks into my eyes."Kendle,I had nochoice but to take you away!Youhavebadpeoplelookingforyou!

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  • The more you know, the less you enjoy

    Sometimes I feel that if I was a stupid person, I would have had more fun.

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  • I dont know

    So yeah. I dont know what Im doing. 

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  • Junu The Indian Magician

    In a small village of Himachal Pradesh, there lived a 14 year boy named Junu. His parents were dead when he was 3 years of age. He was brought up by his uncle (big brother of his father) and aunt. His Uncle and aunt have two children. A boy Ram and a girl Chaya. All the kids loved each other very much. There was no difference between them. The financial position of the family was not so good and not so bad, they were good for normal living standards. But the aunty Malti was quite confusing for Junu, sometimes she behaves like a boss and the othertime she loves the little Junu. But Junu feels very distress about his dead parents.

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  • Falling In Love at a Coffee Shop

    Cafe Hardbean was always somewhat crowded around noon. "Good," I thought, "The more people there are, the more I can blend in." I ordered a medium sized coffee and sat down. This was a normal routine for me. Working 9-5 during the week was a little exhausting, and getting the occasional break in between to relax was definitely needed. At 22, I had recently gotten an internship and was anonymously living in Pittsburgh with my two cats. I sat near the corner, pulled out my book, adjusted my hair, and was 5 pages into the chapter when I was disturbed by someone. "Whatcha readin'?" "Hmm?" "I said, whatcha readin'?" I looked up to see a slender, tall guy with horn rimmed glasses and comfortable clothing. Shy about revealing my book taste, I quickly showed him the cover. "Is it any good?" he asked. "Yeah," I said, "if you like romance." Raising an eyebrow, he took the liberty to take the chair next to mine. "I love romance. I love that book. I checked it out from the library two days ago."

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  • हमारा मंच: आपका नाम

    कवी हो या लेखक, छोटा हो या बड़ा, पुराना हो या नया, सभी को हमेशा एक अच्छे मंच की तलाश रहती है|   लगभग पिछले 50 वर्षों के लेखन और उसके प्रकाशन के बाद, शायद मैं इस योग्य हूँ कि आपको आपका अपना एक छोटा सा मंच अपने वेबसाइट पर दे सकूँ|   आपकी कहानी और कविताओं का स्वागत है|   मेरे वेबसाइट को पड़ें और यदि उसे इस योग्य समझें कि आपकी रचनाएं उसमें प्रकाशित होकर आपका मान कम नहीं करेंगी, तो उठाईये अपनी कलम और आ जाईये मेरे साथ !   रचना भेजने का ईमेल: atzakir@gmail.com मेरी वेबसाइट: http://www.atzakir-world.webs.com   अपनी रचना के साथ अपनी एक साफ़ फोटो और अपना संक्षिप्त साहित्यिक परिचय अवश्य दें|   कहानी अधिकतम 1000 शब्दों की, कविता अधिकतम 100 शब्दों की होनी चाहिए| कहानी और कविता का मौलीक होना आवश्यक है|   आपकी सभी रचनाओं का सम्पादक मंडल द्वारा आंकलन करने के बाद ही  उयुक्त रचनाओं को वेबसाइट पर स्थान दिया जायेगा|

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  • The Day When the North Star Fell

    Once in a full moon, in a far away land called Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia, the North Star will fall from the sky. That's what the Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobiaians thought. The North Star is very important to the villagers living on the land. It helps them travel. But one day, while some Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobiaians were following the major star, it suddenly fell like a shooting star from the dark blue sky and landed not far from where they were standing. Maybe a couple of kilometers or so. Then, panic struck. Those villagers started to go crazy, running around the neighbourhood shouting "OMG, OMG, LIKE, WAAAT. THE NORTH STAH JUST FELLLLL. DID YOU SEE THAT, SIR? I'M NOT HALLUCINATING? YES? NO? WAAAATTT?"

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  • What Happens Next for Michael Scott?

    Pam Halpert watched sadly from the window of the airport as Michael Scott's plane ascended from the runway.  Many emotions went through her head as she thought about the years she had known Michael. Meanwhile, aboard the plane, a single tear ran down Michael's face.  He knew that this was just the beginning of his new life and thought to himself...  

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