Story
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i was in the train..waiting. i was bored and tired, but i felt like not sleeping anymore. I wished i had something to do. I was really getting tired of having a notebook on my lap and a pencil in my hand. I thought i could make a story, but nothing inspired me. I was about to put my notebook back when i saw her.
She was a girl my age, with curly blonde hair and green and blue eyes. She was wearing a long old fashioned sleeveless shirt with flowwery skirt. She was really pretty, but wearing old fashioned clothes. I blushed as she went closer to me. She looked like she was looking for a place to sit.
"Wanna sit?" i asked shyly. She stared at me, like studying me. I looked down and patted the red cushioned seat next to me.
She sat down but wouldn't quit staring.
"what's your name?" she asked finally.
"um..I'm Josh," i said. "what's your name?"
She only looked at me. "I'm Destiny," she finally said.
"oh," i said.
"i was supposed to be dead," she said.
"what?" i asked.
"i'm..a ghost," i was absorbed into her green and blue eyes.
I laughed. "yeah right."
"i'm serious," she said looking like she was gonna cry.
"prove it," i said.
she suddenly grabbed me and took me to the bathroom stall. Suddenly she pushed me down a hole. I screamed and tried to reach for something, but it wasn't a long way down. I hit the black floor hard, and i couldn't catch my breath until i calmed myself down.
"are you crazy?" i screamed.
"look in front of you," she said crying, and i obeyed, feeling pity for no reason.
I looked up and nearly screamed. I saw a bloody little girl my age. She had blonde hair and had her eyes closed. She was bloody everywhere, and i noticed something. She had curly blonde hair, and the same clothes Destiny had on. I shakily looked at Destiny, who was crying.
"I was destined to kill," she said climbing down a ladder i hadn't noticed.
Suddenly she jumped toward me with angry eyes. I screamed, which was a mistake. Wrong, wrong, wrong..
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sorry but i need to figure out more of the story. So, you like it? write your stories if you want. C:
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anyone here?
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I already have a short story thread, but OK.
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The black rose...
Tha black rose came up from the ash grey soil, in to the dark, cold lonely world, the leaves of the trees had gone silver, and brittled, rotted and fell, the hills rose higher and became more steep, the clouds had become cotten covering the world, not letting the sunshine through, only the radiant moonlight.
That's when the world changed, the beautiful girl came, her golden hair shining like sunshine had been pired over it, her blue eyes like the sea so full of color and intelligence, she walked in to the dark, black world and the clouds and sky became blue, the sun shone it's rays of happiness and peaceful serenity, the flowers bloomed and gave off the smells that went through the world, until one black rose remaind.
She walked over to it, skipping with joy, the last remains of sadness.
She went in to the lonely house on the hill, where it was abandoned, and screams filled the shutters and walls, echoeing secrets of a horrible past, and she lay it on the floor.
Then she went out, entering the new world she brought to life in to the sunshine and emerald green meadows of the world we now know. -
aww..that's a great story!
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I CRUCIFIED ALL THE N00BZ ON GOTOQUIZ THATZ MY FUKING STORY B1TCHES.
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What's your problem?
And thanks Scar! -
your welcome and u didn't crucify me i'm still here and i'm a newbie
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The Chamin Legend
Our world is as it has been since the empress touched the five obelisks and made the five halls of being. She touched Lightening; the source of all storms, and became the gardener of Chamin. She touched Fire; the source of all energy, and created magic. She touched Stone; the source of all things flesh, and became immortal. She touched Water, the essence of memory, and created afterlife. Finally she touched Wind the weaver of dreams, and wisdom, thus, creating thought. In all of her power she was made empress of Chamin, but nothing last forever.
Chap. 1
The morning light filled everything with heat and brightness as if it were poured from a glass straight into the quiet clearing in the forest. Everything about it was nothing less than perfectly serene. In the distance there was a rustle, as it got louder and closer, the serenity of the place vanished. Insects began to chirp, waking up birds, who in turn flapped about and caused everything they were near to jump up and make some noise of its own. By the time the Kan who was making the rustling bounded into the clearing his noise was well disguised. He was very tall, seven feet in all, his shoulders were disproportionally broad. He looked franticly about. His eyes past over a particular tree that was across the clearing. Then he beamed in evil satisfaction and started to walk across the clearing. Right in front of the tree he stopped and looked confused. Then broke into another evil grin and jumped behind the tree. Waiting for him was three Kan children who jumped up and tried to run, but he threw out his hand and it switched from normal flesh to a translucent metal, that shown with all of the specters of the rainbow. Jagged edges rose from the surface and shot out –a shower of stones and twigs disturbed the holographic set it flickered for a second then went out. The angry crowd that had been watching yelled and continued to pelt the players with anything near. “That’s rubbish!†“There’s no such thing!†“We won’t stand for your lies!†the players quickly ducked below the set. After the crowd quieted a little and stopped throwing things the master player walked onto the large metal disk that was the holograph set, and said in an amplified voice, “please good people, please understand that this is my set and my players. If you don’t agree with what I choose to show you then I sagest you leave, or I will notify the guardians.†For a moment everyone was silent then someone yelled “the cutters don’t exist! They never have! So why do you insist on scaring away your customers for nothing more than to act out a horror story?†when the master player answered his amplified voice wasn’t quite as booming as it was the first time he spoke “there have been ten villages turned to rubble, that’s roughly fourteen thousand people dead, two squads of the empresses guardians were sent to each of the sites and only four returned to the palace.†The crowd began to slowly leave the player’s dome. The master player continued, “Guardians armor and weapons are made of white gane, there is almost no stronger substance, they have magic at the side and they are many times more agile, stronger, and faster, than even Chathe. To me there is no other way of explaining that the sixteen squads of guardians could be defeated. I am a player. It is my duty to spread the word and make people aware of what’s going on. I say that the cutters are every bit as real as the dragons claim. And If I’m wrong may I exist in the hall of memories one hundred life times for each person I’ve mislead.†The people that remained were silent then they slowly stood bowed, and left.
:D chap one of a book I'm writing. -
well, the beginning of chapter one anyway :\ lol
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That was great! You write a million times better than me, I'm really crap.
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lol, trust me- you write just fine, but i have had a lot of time to edit this lol, plus i read this book-on writing well, by something zinnnesar lol, really helped me
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Jack, Finnegan, and The Bean Stalk
once upon a time there we're to bean farmers. one was named Finnegan and he planted navy beans, and the other was named jack, and he planted soy beans.
but eeevery year there crop would get all mixed up! but this year was different. they decided that this year they would not stand for a mixed up crop!
they discussed late into the night for several weeks before they finally heard the words that would shape their destiny.
"I KNOW" jack exclaimed. Finnegan started to ask what it was but jack cut him off short "WE WILL PLANT THE SAME CROP!"
while both of the farmers loved this idea, they had no idea the mischief it would bring to them. you see jack had yelled his idea so loud that all of the miserly merchants in town heard them, and one VERY miserly traveling man.
the next morning jack and Finnegan went out to pick a bean to plant. of course all the miserly merchants had lined the streets with outrageously priced bean seeds.
the two farmers looked and looked and looked but they could never find beans that were both healthy and affordable.
the miserly old traveling man stood back smiling as the the two farmers became more and more frustrated. finally on their second circle around the market, and finding nothing Finnegan threw up his hands in discussed and swore in the most colorful, words he knew. but when he lowered his hands and stopped his ranting he noticed a cart that had not been there before. he suddenly returned to an excited domineer and tugged jack toward the new vendor.
"hello." said Finnegan. "how much are these bean seeds priced for?"
the miserly traveling man said "heh heh heh, well they sell for what ever price you think is fair. i would not dream of taking to much payment for my service."
the two farmers were so excited that they purchased the seeds, sowed them, watered them and finally went to bed without ever wondering what kind of seeds they were.
the following months the two farmers became VERY angry with the traveling man, because how ever much they weeded, how ever much they watered the plant would not come up!
after months of searching for the traveling man all they had were empty fields, depleted bank accounts amd empty bellies.
on the final night of their search jack and Finnegan gave up all hope. and went to bed with a heavy heart.
that night as the moon peeked it's face over the hills the bean seeds stirred underground, and stretched and yawned, and suddenly half a years worth of watering and weeding and fertilizing the fields kicked in all at once.
they Sprouted up out of the ground and grew taller and taller and TALLER.
until they were so heavy several plants begin to break!
the bean plants lashed together in one massive stalk that stretched from here to the sky.
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:D part one of jack Finnegan and the bean stalk! next part is the giant!
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