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Turn Around

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:44

Jess: Hey kev, you there?

Jess: Kev?

Jess: KEVIN?

Kev: Yeah?


Kev: Sorry. 

Kev: Uuuuh.... there's someone in my house.....

Jess: Who?

Kev: I can't tell. Its dark. 

Kev: Goodbye.

Jess: What's happening?

Jess: where are you?

Jess: Whats going on!!!

Kev: Hi


Kev: Its ok it was just gram. She got out of bed.

Jess: Kev?

Kev: yeah?

Jess: I thought

Jess: I just thought, 

Jess: Didn't your gram 

Jess: die?

Jess: Kev?

Jess: Kev?

Jess: I thought I said dont do this!

Jess: kev?

Kev: turn around

   Jess felt the feeling. The feeling you get when you walk up the stairs in the dark, thinking there is one more step than there is, and just as your foot falls down, not to feel the next step, but to stumble and lose your balance, and to regather your thoughts as you consider what has just happened. Your heart flutters as you continue to walk. 

    Jess turned around. She looked up. A man. With a mask. A glove. The glove holding, a long, butcher knife.

     All went black.

I want to be a penguine ice cream cone and not be lonley when im older

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:44

I like animals. Animals are cool. If you dont like animals you are crazy. animals are funny. Animals smell like dogs. Dogs smell like monkeys. I want to be an animal. I like penguins. I want to be a penguin. My friend is a pengune. Penguins are cute. I also want to be an icecream. I want people to eat me. I want people to think im a ice cream penguin because penguins can slide across ice. some day i wish to not be lonley.

right awful

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:44

scjhaszfjbefjwefjhjfewbvdjoe. OnCE apon a time there was a goat and ya thats the link. so any ways no one liked the goat and the goat was sad. the goattried to make fjhdfgsiuhghfduijghubjewfigjhwrghuheujuewiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeibfjsdhjudsjbjkgheiogbrjghifbifhbjfdhbidfbjuaweifjfhgoiwrjgjhhdibruigujbgiwghoishfiwheg;nibhiurhgiuhbjruruuruuruuruuurunfjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjvnnnnnnnjfjfnvjfnvjfvkjdsbkjjhukjk. rip the goat. rip rip rip rip rip rip rip rip rip rip rip rip. the end semicolon the goat died. rip the goat. i dont know what else to wrte . 

Turn Around

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:44

You turn around and the person who was calling you said look behind you, and it was a note that said meet me in the park at midnight tonight and don't be late. When he got their it was a ghost, and that ghost was his father. He has not seen his father sence he moved out and that was ten years ago. He said,

I told your mom before I died to not tell you so I could find you and tell you myself,

 How did you die why did you not want mom to tell me.

Thats because,We have not seen you in a long time, And I wanted to see you myself that is all I think that you should go home now and in the morning call your mother and dont forget

When he got home it was two in the morning and when he went to bed he dremt about his father and how much fun they had when he was a kid and in the morning he forgot all about what had happend that night exept that his dad told him that he should call his mother and he did not remember that his father had died the night before so he called his mother and asked how she was doing over the years

And she said good exept your father just died last night and we are planing his funeral for that weekend and he should be their to see it

And he said ok and how did he die he was just really old

Ok i'll be their bye

I am..

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:44

I am the one who you see, yet don't respect. I am the one who you see everyday, but disregard me still. I am the one who you see sitting alone every single day because unlike you, I am alone. You can tell I'm sad by what other people have said. "She's sad becuase she's alone," or, "She's sad because she doesn't have a life." But I am here. I may be standing in the corner, my hair draped over my face because no one else wants to talk to me, with my book in front of me to protect me from the people who stare. That is, when my book isn't dropped to the floor from cold shoulders. It's like ice, a cold feeling that I feel everytime I hear my name whispered behind my back. "She's ugly and boring and her face is plain." Have I ever heard such a thing from the back of my mind? Of course. I may dislike the way they say it, the way they insult my body and my personality and the lack of intelligence my parents so eagerly want me to have. But I agree. Maybe I'm not meant for this, everyone says to pull through. I can pull through, but maybe the tunnel isn't big enough. 

Hi there

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:44

 Saturdays have always been my favorite. Always quiet, nobody to distract me. I usually get everything I need to do done. But today was off. It felt like someone was there with me. The phone rings. "Turn around." someone whisperd. The line hung up. 

rite ofull

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:44

Once upon a time, a very very long time ago, there was an absolutely amazing dog who had a name. This really really amazing dog was named Fred. Fred had a ferocious fear of flying. Fred had never been on a plane, and never ever planned on going on one. Fred was very much afraid of pilots and flight attendants. Because he was so afraid of all of this; he never ever had any fun, EVER!  Anyway, freds family want nothing more than for Fred to go on a trip to Mexico with them. Fred was mad. He did not want to go. But he told his parents he would! Now that is the end of my story!!!!! 

write awful

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:44

Not so very long ago, not so very at all, there was a perfectly terrific tragic story. The story took place on June 24, 2004. That date birthday. This day brought nothing but dreaded, terrible, horrific feeling to the world. But me being the little small child I was, didnt know why everybody cried when they looked at me. This date brings me hatred, very very very much hatred; this atrocious day made the world DARK. VERY VERY MUCH DARK! And with that, I am done with my story.

Turn Around

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:44

I wake up one normal day and get out of my bed. I grab my phone to go eat breakfast but then I hear my phone ring in my pocket. I get it out of my pocket and see that it said that caller is UNKOWN. I answered it anyway. "Hello?" I asked. I heard a skratchy voice come on a minute later. It was a man. "T.....R.....U......R.......N around, I heard it say VERY slowly. Then the line went dead. I start turning around. Then what I saw next frightened me so much. A dead man on a nuce, hanging their, fresh blood dripping from his nose and his mouth. His hands were also purple and he was spinning in a SLOW circle. Then I saw him blink. I screamed so loud. "AHHHH" I screamed and started running out of the door. I ran into my bathroom locked the door and sat on the toilet. I was about to get my phone out and call the police  but the phone started to ring. UNKNOWN. I picked it up anyway. "Turn Around," It said in its slow voice. I started to turn around even though I shouldent have. I knew their was a mirror behind the toilet above it though so I knew all I was going to see was my face. So I turned around slowly and then I saw my face at first, but then I saw it, a man, dead in a nuce right behind me. I tried to run around it but it was bassiscly leaning on the door and I wasnt touching it. I sat on the toilet paralized. It was one of those small bathrooms that didnt have have a bath or shower. So I was forced to sit on the toilet and watch it spin and spin in circles. I looked for my phone in my pocket but it WASENT their. Then I saw it. Right under the dead man. And blood was pooring onto it to. Then what happened next I cant explain. The dead man with it's purple hands put his hands on the nuce and slipped out of the nuce. Then I saw it pull out a knife and walk towred me with its bloody knife. Then it stabbed me with it right in the neck. I tried to scream but I couldent. I knew I was going to die. Then the other dead man walked into the bathroom with a knife to and its nuce was still on its neck just the nuce was cut off. "OMG" I thought to myself. Then I saw it raise its hand over my head, and then everything went black.

Ronald Blump The Carrot

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:44

There once was a carrot, he had big plans.

He wanted to make lots of money off a lemonae stand.

Of course it didn't work, he only made a few bucks, so his dad gave him a stack of money the size of a truck.

He spent it all on himself, and his new company to, but he wanted bigger, and to how he had to clue.

So he thought to himself, I'll become president. 

I'll screw over the lower and middle class, build a wall, start some wars, deport all immagrants, ban transgender people from joining the military, and bomb Iraq. And last of all, I'll change my name to Donald Trump.

Turn Around

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:41

Ring, Ring. My phone rings. I answer. "Hello?" I ask.

"Tuuuuurn arooooooound," I hear a voice whisper. I hang up and slam my phone down. I'm so freaked out, but I feel like I need to turn arond. I turn on my heel. I see a glimps of something shiny while I'm turning around, but there's nothing behind me.

I turn in the direction of the thing I saw shining. There's still nothing there. I panic and pick up my phone to call my mom. I'm about to dial, when the phone rings again. I see under the number, it says RECENT CALLER. I pick up, but before I can even say something, I hear the same voice that told me to turn around before, "Spin around dumby, not just turn the other direction!" 

I know I shouldn't turn around, but I feel the same obligation to spin. I start spinning in circles. The same way I used to when my dad was playing music and dancing. But this is different. This time there's no music. This time my dad's not there. This time I'm alone in the house with some random person calling me on the phone.

I keep spinning. I start spinning faster. Images apear in my vision. Images of knives. Images of blood. Images of some person being... Beging murdered. I see long hair. It's a girl.

Then my phone rings again. It's the same number as the last two calls. I answer. This time I don't even bother to say anything. I just listen."You are seeing your future. That girl you see. She's you. I'm not supposed to, but I'm warning you know. My band of people are coming for you."

"Why do they want me?" I ask

"They want-" But that's all I hear from that voice. Instead I hear a scream, a knife thwacking flesh, and a cackle. I assume that the person who warned me, just got killed. 

I listen some more, but I can't make out any distinct words. I decide to hang up. I run to my bedroom to collect everything I'll need for what I'm going to do next. I grab water, food, and some blankets. 

I gather everything, and go into my closet. I move the hangers around, and open the trap door to the attic. I hope they wont find me here. I run up the ladder, lock the trap door from the inside, and go to the little nest I made myself years ago.  I burry my face in the blankets. 

I hear the front door bang open, and some raspy voices. "Heeeere little chickie, where are you?"

I block out the world and fall asleep.

hello my frends i think we should have phones in school.

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:41

hi. i think that phones should be aloud in school because they are good. they are fun and i like them. they let us talk to our friends and make us happy. i am a student and i would like this. yayyyyyyy! also most kids dont like classes and then we can be happy beacuse we dont ahve to do them see thats good pls let us have them is school you want kids to be happy right yeahhhhhh? also pancake sausage on a stick is yucky bleh throw up yuck yuck yuck yuck please throw it away no more also i like to use my phone so let me do that.

How to Win Fortnite Battle Royale

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:41

How To Win Fortnite Battle Royale


    First you will want to drop off the battle bus to moisty mire, then you will collect wood and loot until you reach the beautiful 999 wood. Next you will go to a mine right outside of fatal fields until you collect the sweet 999 stone and a sniper. Then you will start building up with your wood and stone until you can not build up any more. Next you will build until you are barely outside the storm so no one sees you. Then once everyone has eliminated everyone else besides on person, build a floor on everywhere where the storm isn’t then use your sniper to snipe the last person and you will get Victory Royale, and it counts because it wasn't squad. And remember, always have fun.


turn around

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:41

I was at a party kids were drunk it was a tipical high school party we were all seniors but somthing didnt feel right. I just had this filling that somthing bad was going to happen I-I think I see angalina a girl in my class that I know shes not the type you'd normaly see at a party...well then agein im not the type of person you'd normaly see at a party sudenly I heard a nois coming from my pocket it was my phone must be my mom wondering where I am I picked up the phone without looking at the contact that was calling me my 2nd mistake tonight there was a voice on the other line that i reconised from some where but it definatly was not my mom the voice said "turn around!"

"what-who is this and what do you want?!" 

"theres about to be a boming where you are you need to get out of there" he said in a conserned tone 

"ok." I ran out of that place as fast as I could and the day after l heard on the news that people were held hostage at that place.

Turn around

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:40

Ring,ring. I hear the telephone ringing, but its not just a normal ring. Its sound different then any other ring that I have ever heard. "AHH" I scream, it scares me half to death. "Can you get the phone please sweetie?" Askes mom. "Ugh, sure whatever mom." Is my response. I walk over to the telephone. As bright as red as it can be. More red than a super ripe apple. I can see my reflection, and I relize that I am terrifired. I pick up the phone, my hand shaking so badly that my vision goes  blury. I slowly put the phone to my ear. I feel a vibration on my ear and my ear is burning from how cold the telephone is. "HELLO!!!" I hear a little voice that is super quite, yet super loud. "I drop the phone so quickly and run away so fast that I run into the stairs. "MOM!" I shout. "HELLO!" answers that voice again. It seems like it came out of the telephone and is now following me! "MOM!!!" I scream "Mom where are you!" I keep running until I run short of breath. "Your mom is gone." Whispered that creepy voice again. I dont know if I want to cry or get angry. Everthing is a blurr now I can feel the hot wet tears pouring down my wet eyes. "MOM!!!" I shout even louder than before. "I SAID YOUR MOM IS GONE!!!" This time quite louder than before says the thing out of the phone. I can feel myself melting, melting, melting.until I think that Im gone.  

Write Awful

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:40

It WaS a grEAt VaLEnTInEs dAY whErE I haVe No dAtE. i wAs iN NEw YOrK CItY dRiViNg WITHOUT ANY TRAFFIC LIKE EVERYONE ELSE. I hAD nO DaTe, BuT aLLLLLLlLLLlLLLLLlLLLLLL mY FrIEnDs DiD. i WaS sO LoNeLy. I pULl OveR IntO STaRBuCkS AnD WaIT aT ThE CoUNTEr. I ORdeR A SMalL CoFfEe AnD SaT DoWn LonELy At A TAblE. A CutE GUy WalKs uP tO Me aNd SAys,

"ArE YoU LOneLy FOr VAlEntIneS DaY?"

"WeLl, YeaH," I rePlY.

"IlL Be YOuR VaLEntiNe If yOu'Ll Be MiNE."

"i'D LoVe To!" I scReaM. A gIrL WaLks oVer tO oUR taBlE. 

"wHO iS SHE?!?" ShE yElLs. 

"mY vAleNtInE," hE AnSWErs. 

"I tHouGht YoU WeRE mY ValEnTine?" ShE FrAnTiCLY ShOuTs. 

"No," hE StaRts, "I lIke HeR bEtTeR."

"WHAT?!?!?!" ShE CriEs, AnD We wAlk AwAy AnD hE BUyS mE RoSeS aND We liVE haPPIly EvER AfTER.

story of my life

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:39

My parents where not home.The phone was ringing, so I when over to the phone. I heard a voice. "TURN AROUND"is what I heard, by the way my name is billy, i am ten years old.This was creeping me out, but i did what everyone would have.I TURNED AROUND. there before my eyes was a little girl, like any othre little girl. but man, was i wrong, she told me in a stone cold voice to go to the basment. Then she was gone.Then a I heard a voice, a baby voice comeing from the basment.I called my mom, she said she had something to tell me about my father i never knew,*click* the phone when dead. the baby screams got louder I RAN to my room. shut the door, and when under the bed. Then it was silent. I heard foot steps and then A door opened.IT WAS MY DOOR, i though,and then the girl was next to me, "RUN"she told me before it is to late. Then she was gone just like that.I ran like I never did before. I heard my name, then my mom was next to me. "its only a dream dont worry"she said.Then it hit me it was all a dream a nightmare.


Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:39

Fish Fish is a word do you like fish I like Fish fish  is  is a wieeeeeeeeeeeed word. fish   fish   fish   fish   fish   fish   fish   fish   fish   fish   fish   fish   fish   fish   fish   fish   fish   fish   fish   fish   fish   fish   fish. if you say it anouf times it soudes wierd like fersh or fshshshshs. I like skiing do you like skiing skiing is fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun whait?????? what was this about, oh ya fish  fish i an animal in the water what is water what is the poit what is the point of us????? Im I real are any of us real what is the meaning of life are we point less is every thing poit less dose this even mater whats going on i thought i was writing about fish for 10 mietes whait????????? DOSE TIME EVEN MATTER. Im so confused I thought this would be a normal day but now I have doscovered that nothing maters oh god oh help Iv gone it to a spirel agine???!!!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! FISH?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!

I is named bobert

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:39

I is a person named bobert I's likes adventure Me's has a story for youses It is about chicken chicken named hippos hippos is funnyes so ones day I's waking in forests then this chicken comesssss ups to me and says i is chicken and i's likes this things called chikens wingses and i is just likes but chiken wingses are made from chkienses and he like i knowses silyya nd thenesee he startses laughings at me and sayyyses i was just being silleyes and funnyeses and thenses we both just start laufhing our heades offfffffffffff and then i says want a here a story hes like ya man and im just like over here like oka and then we just starts laughings our heads offffffffffffff like thisssshehehaha and thenese our heads ore expladinging and you mights be wondering how i is telling yous this becauses i have no heads anymore whell then i stooll mr chickenes head and bputs it on so now i have a chickens head uyayas my dreams have comieth trueth i is know part chicken the endenesss and that is the endeness who ho i is done wrtiting story why is i still writitng story    


Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:38


Your mind is…  


Looking, and


Searching for something…

Familiar, and


The weather is…

Perfect for a game of catch.

Keep moving towards your goal.

Passing the traffic.

Passing pedestrians.

Passing time.

As you stop to take a breath.

A gunshot sirens through town.

People run

People scream

People panic.

Fires arise

Glass shatters.

You seek an exit…

Out of this madness.

You find a path away from the chaos…

And stat running.

Wait. A crowd is stopping you.

“Don’t go any further”.

“It’s not a known path”.

“You could get hurt”.

“They could find you easier”.

“Just stay put, and everything will be okay”.

You head back.

And try to call for help.


You feel your heart pierce

Into a million pieces.

Faster than the speed of light.


You decided to remain anonymous.

You decided to be like everyone else

You decided to be untitled.

And now you lay motionless like everyone else

With a stone on your head.



TURN AROUND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:38

Your phone rings, the phone number is blocked but you and answer it anyway. You say "hello", and no one answers, you say it a couple more times, "hello", "hello," again no one answers, so you hang up. Then it rings again number still blocked but you answer anyway. All you can hear is heavy breathing, then it stops. A deep voice whispers, "turn around."...... You turn around. Behind you is an open box. You bend over to look in it but its empty. SUDDENLY two hands push you in and tape the box shut. You were never heard from again.

turn Around

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:38

One day that that was like any other I was in my house reading a book on the couch under my bed but then to my suprise I got a phone call. Ring ring ring it went inpatiently waiting for someone to pick it up there was no one else in the house so I put down my book and walked over to the phone with a thud thud thud and picked it up. I said "hello ho is this?"The person on the other end was breathing slowly and heavly as if this was a mirricle and said "I know where you live."And for a moment my heart stopped I thought "Ho is this? What do they want? Where are they?" and then they said look behind you. I stopped every thing in my living esense thought that I was going to die right there so I said my prayrs and slowly taking my time turned around. And you know what the big supprise was there was nobody there so I said "Is there supose to be some one behind me or what?" the person stopped then thought a moment then hung up I still have no idea what happend to this day.      

write awful

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:38


cloks r very tiky tic tic tic tic tic goes the clok 

clocks tel u the tim    they tel u wen to stop and wen to go

cloks r very helpful   cloks r the thing iam riting about today


bananananas r scwishy somtimes and othhe tims they r tooo hard         bananananas r yelow bananananananananas r gren too but u don,t want they when they r geen cause then they taste al greenbananananans r usd to mak thing like/ bananananana breed and muffins as wen u mak banananananan breed you have too use soogar adn u have to addd flower and then some soda adn the adddd the last ingreedeant''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''bakin poder 


chars r very helpful and tey aloww u topo sit on they until them brakes they now when it iz tim to brak because them r very helpfull and alsoo very smart


i luv celings cause them ceep your house from beeeing whet and ceep it drys you should alllways have a celing becase them luve u

thx for reding adn coem again nex yer



The Thing!!!!

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:38

The car took off in a cloud of dust, they were leaving. The only people I cared about in the whole world. I was alone, I picked up my phone to play some games, when I got a call. unknone name, great. I picked up the phone. "Turn around" a cold voice instructed me, I turned. there it was, just like the stories. The thing. after that every thing went into a blur, I threw two hard punches, but that just made it angry. I started to run. I slammed the dorr behind me as I took off. I slipped on a rock, and blacked out. 

The next day I awoke in a hospital bed with a nasty gash on my arm. I tried to speak but no words can out. My mom put a soothing hand on my shoulder,"Im sorry for every thing she said". "Me and your father just played a little prank on you, and it got out of hand". wow, I thought, that was a prank?, pretty cruel. "Im sorry we left you at the campsite we needed milk, and I know how you are alone". "but your father got a bad idea on the way back, and that resulted in your concusion".



"Turn Around"

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:37

"BRING,BRING,"It had been a normall day in a normall month in a normall year. One night changed it all. As I joged home from her sports practice my phone rang. I was reluctant to stop, but I pick up my phone and awnsered it.

"Hello?" I said. I could hear nioses in the backround, of cars blaring their horns. The vioce I heard was unexpected.

"Turn Around," A vioce comanded, I was pretty stuborn, so I turned around. Huh? I had been on the side walk moments later, but when i turned around I was in the middle of the street. A girl my age appeared, she smirked, and then disapeared. I was too suprised by her vanishing into thin air that I din't have time to run away when I saw the car. Coming strait on, not stopping. I felt the car slam into me and then blackness, pure blackness. For some reason it was comforting, and I closed my eyes.

"Annabelle!" I heard, my eyes slowly ujusting to the bright, bright light. A screaming pain went through me, my ears rigning, my head hurting, and my lungs, it was hard to breathe. 

"She has a 1 out of 4 chance," another vioce said. My season, was deffinetly gone, but my life, was already over. I was already dying, I was dead. 


Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:37

Dear, Mr. Trump

Why do you want to build the wall? I don't want you to build the wall. Because if you do, I can't have any ovacotos and I like ovacotos, and other mexican food. My friend likes to go there every summer and if you build the wall he wonlt get to go to Mexico and he will be very sad. Also how will we get the food from mexico the we like. 

.W r i t e A w f u l

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:37

HI i like fish     i hope you like fish

wanna here my fish sound blob blob blob now i dead fish oink oink now i baby fish quack quack?

I like cows to wanna hear my cow noise cocodoldo now i cow eating food yum hamburger i like hamburger hi billy arez youz inside hamburgerz billy said " yesss do not eat me" cow eat burger "than say to late. NOw i resite pome Cow gows quack horse go moooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo pig goes cocodoldo then man says let me eat you cow with a butter stick in hand that is the end of my poem....... i like to eat candy candy makes me go hiper!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i like to be hyper do you cuz i love to be it make me feel all good inside then ten minutes after iz eat candy i vomit all over coauch then i eat vomit then all girls say yum and join in they all likes it two then we all go hyper we all danceing around siging my poem it vey good poem as yous can tell becaz evry one be siging my poems are better than youres and my freind be like nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo bad poem so then i go write new poem and then i go swim around in fish tank with dead fish and baby fish and cow and pig and fsh they all be like come swim with us techy wechy and the i wake up and do it agian

Write Awful

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:37

hello I am here to tell you that essays are horrible I am not going to say that this is horrible but this is not a good essay this is a bad one I will not say that writing is good I will say that writing is bad It is bad because writing is BORING writing is boring because it just is writing is just horrible this is not what i think it is this is just a post right i dont know what to say i am just rambling la la la la la this is so boring like how writing is boring 

writing is boring because it just is writing is boring boring boring there is a reason i choose to write awful i choose because i didn't feel like writing something real writing awful is somehow fun right now this is not bad this is kind of fun it is fun because i am ruining all rules about writing like commas and aprostphies and all puncuation this is kind of fun i keep wanting to do periods but i helpig myself not to i cant not spell wrong it makes me feel weird when i try to there i go again rambling and trying to do a period this is still boring like who ever is going to use writing outside of school

wRItE AWfUlllL

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:37

hey their. i love 2 tok i love toking do u love tokkking?????? tokkking is soooooo muccchhh fun i coood tok all daey blablablablablablablablablablablablablablabla so do u like toking cuz i do did i telllll u i like toking blablablabla i hate it wen i cant tok cuz i looooove 2 tok alll day evry singlll daey like in reeeeding claasss im not sooposd 2 tok {{{{{{but i stillll dooooo:):):):)}}}}} i even tok in mye sleeeeeep cuz i cant go that loooooooooooong withowt tokkking!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i meeen howw wood i servive????? im going 2 keeeep tokking fer az loooooooooong az i can {{{{untillll i ruun owt of roooom}}}}}} my teeechers saye i neeed 2 stoppp tokking so much & start workinggg on mye speeling but i thinck mye speeeeling is GRATE! dont u????? u do right????                   ok so bak 2 tokking hav i told u how much i luuuuv to yelll???? "ILOVEYELLLLLINGSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMUCHHHH!!!! its almost as grate az tokking i love tokking did i tell u i love 2 tokkkkkkk?????????

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Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:35

She ran through the jungle of vines and shadows. The moon seeped ominously through the towering branches. She tripped on a rotting log and landed hard.  A voice whispered in her head. I never should’ve came back looking for her. That’s the last thing she wants. Because of you she may be hurt. You are cruel; for the sake of everyone you should disappear too. Ring! Ring! Her phone pierced through the stuffy silence. Wondering, “How do I even have service  here?” she accepted  and cautiously pressed  the phone to her ear. A static crackling noise greeted her until a gravelly voice mumbled, “Turn Around.” She froze for a long time. “Turn around now!” She dropped the phone, tears trickling down her face. The phone had fallen silent. Again she froze until suddenly, a loud siren erupted out of her phone. It increasingly grew louder until she was worried it was about to explode.

Then it did! Confetti erupted everywhere! Confused, she turned around. “Surprise! Happy Birthday!”