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PostSubject: Parts of my stories   Wed Apr 08, 2009 1:53 pm

Here is where I will post like some parts of my storys and you can quote and make a comment on all of them if you want to or not. I'll start to post them tomorrow
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PostSubject: Re: Parts of my stories   Fri Apr 10, 2009 2:09 am

Cool, i'll look forward to reading them. I'm a writer myself, so it should be intresting. *Grabs a notepad out ready to take notes*

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PostSubject: Re: Parts of my stories   Sun Apr 12, 2009 2:42 am

I'd like to read your stories, Rose.

Maybe they'll inspire me into continuing my fanfic.

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PostSubject: Re: Parts of my stories   Sun Apr 12, 2009 11:20 am

Well since I lost most of my data from my old computer here are the ones that were writen some time this year...... Most of them are unamed so I'll just use numbers.

#1:
I sat there looking up into the sky while a scream echoed through my head. Silence that word seemed to dance around quitely just waiting to be caught. Like all the words seemed to come alive a tease me. The only true emotion I felt was emptyness, never to feel emotions ever again. I sson had been put in a place I didn't belong. My voice only one tone always and forever, never meant to lower the tone or higher. "Jenaeve, is what I shall call you little lost girl" She seemed so open but that monster is the person that stole my happiness. "Forever with tears on your face and blood covering your heart, unable to love yourself and unable to love anybody else". I slowly walked over to the door of my own little house came my little brother. Such an innocent soul, I need to protect his spirit which holds his growing aura, or else he would be like me, Tommie Terish. An oddball like me but with a free will and spirit. Always growing and to never stop until death's kiss kills him off,that is what is death is meant to be like. A surprize only to fail in his adventure for love and a wife.

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Runnin, Running faster then last night, I think I might excape but their coming on faster then I thought. Soon I felt some body grab for my body and yet once I looked back I saw a man with no shirt on he was helping me. I soon couldn't help myself from collapsing face first into the pavement, he was just pushing me so hard. I brought myself back to my feet only to see him fighting them all at once. I didn't know who he is and I still don't. Just that the memories of him make me feel happy and like I am actually loved. By the time I woke up from that dream my father had already left.......Left for work and left to leave me alone, but he doesn't know what I know. I have seen his past and I already know his future. All of a sudden the phone rang and I slowly made my way downstairs. I answered and heard a rough voice.

"My condulences to you Ms. Levaxene" My last name so hard to pronunce it always makes my tongue tied up.

"Call me Ms. Xene so you don't screw up my last name again, Dr. Herring" My tongue always sounded sarcastic and mean to anybody that didn't understand me and that was everybody or so that is what I thought.

"MY LADIE DON"T TALK TO ME LIKE THAT OR YOU"LL BE NEXT TO DIE!" He always seemed to care way too much about me and nothing about himself, actually he seems that way to everybody. When I was younger I liked him but I can't really say anything for him anymore. I was one of his favorite people to see but that might also be because I was one out of many special people that he's ever met.

"I already knew that my father is dead...I had a dream about it, he's a foul anyways for running away from me" I closed my eyes and hung up the phone. My head still echoing from the cries of myself as a child, when my mother died right after I was born and then my father laid me on somebodies doorstep in the cold freezing wind. He knew who that house belonged to and left me to become what I am now. The sorrows of growing up not knowing who I am, all they did was help me learn what my last name was. Levaxene, a part of my mother's name and a part of my father's name, haunted by that word always echoing through the rooms of the old house. Slowy I walked into my room and took out a picture of my mother when she was pregnate. I'm not sure if it was me or not but the male in the picture is not my real father or is he? All I know is that she wanted me and all he wanted was to get some love.

"Why?" I slowly made my way over to the window and I let my hand touch the colored glass panels. So frigid, yet so warm, I'm like a doll just mimicking somebody's actual moves. A gun shot pircing into th air, just at that moment I felt the wind and some small shards of glass hit my cheek. The whirling of the bullet touching my hair. Screams where heards as I opened my window, I say the doctor of my old foster family holding one of the little girls from the neighborhood in his arms and holding a pistol in one of his extended arms.

"GET OUT HERE NOW XENE!!!!!" He was pissed, but he brought it too far this time.

"LET THAT GIRL ALONE OF ELSE!" I made my way out of the window onto the rooftop to get a clear view of my surroundings.

"I'LL KILL HER JUST TO GET TO YOU!" He must of gone insane, he's a raving loonatic right now. But everybody that I meet seems to transform into that, as for the little gilr she's pathetic I have no use for her or maybe I do.

I took out a pistol from my back pocket and let my gentle purple colored lips open up and I felt the wind blow towards the west. One shot is all I need to be able to shoot that man but then what do I do with the girl? Just aim and shoot for the heart, always listen to the wind. Slowly I shoot towards the metal lightpole on the left of my with my left hand and I watch the bullet hit the metal a clang is heard and Dr. Herring covers his ears. Cybernetic hearing installed into his ears,easy to annoy just clang two pieces of metal together. I then hear foot steps over to the right side of me, the girl running faster away from Herring but closer to me. Once she got to her house she looked at me with blue tears in her saphire blue eyes, that color in her eyes she is a very special girl to me and many others. Note to self talk with the girl that I saw today.

Another bullet was launched into the air and this time it hit my right hand, blood covering it almost looking like I had killed somebody. It was one of my major vains it hit in my hand, I could tell it also fractured one or two fragile bones in my hand. He was still holding one hand to his head and the other holding a pistol aimed at my body. The pain was nothing compaired to past expiriences I've had.I then looked at him in the eyes and then took one bullet out of my belt and put it into my pistol , took aim, and then shot one single shot into his brainless skull. He laid there and soon his body melted into the street pavement. Another android, I walked over to the end of my roof and then jumped off, walked over to the body and heard a car honk. I looked up and saw a truck coming my way, another android I suppose, faster it came toward me, the harder I would get hit. So all I did was close my eyes and then a boy with emerald green eyes started to do something to the ground I was under, my main question is was he halping me or trying to get me killed even worse. He stood infront of the girl's house with green rings and symbols surrounding him. Magican, that he was I would say an apprentiance but a good one at that. He then started to move the rings around him but it was too late.......

#3:
Once in a small town life near a pleasant town there lived a place that nobody knew about except one person. An elderly man by the name of Iziah, he lived as an inventer. He waited for one day when his expiriments would work. Then one day he mysteriously dissappeared. Leaving his creations in his workspace all alone, then a miracle happened. His newest robot he was working on opened up her eyes. She wears odd colors in her clothing and she speaks in riddles. But once she got out of the small town and walked through a hole in the wall hoping to find her creater. Only to walk right into a portal into the real world. In a busy town near the ocean. The walls painted a light bubblegum pink, the wood floors being clean and sparkly. She walked out of that room and looked around, no stairs at all in site a one story house. Soon an orb appeared in her hands, A face appeared faintly in the orb.

"Ello? Any body der? Tis me Iza, Chat with me if you are der. I need help. Get da humans, and touch one after you pause time"
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PostSubject: Re: Parts of my stories   Mon Apr 13, 2009 2:50 am

Great job, Rose. Very Happy

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PostSubject: Re: Parts of my stories   Mon Apr 13, 2009 4:23 am

Thank you very much Broday
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PostSubject: Re: Parts of my stories   Mon Apr 13, 2009 5:05 am

That is really good. Keep it up.

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PostSubject: Re: Parts of my stories   Mon Apr 13, 2009 5:06 am

Edward\'s #1 Fanpire wrote:
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