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The ecscap

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:04

Jack penny was a retiared marien he lived his life after te marens on a small ranch just outside of austin texis. but knaw it was dirint he was living in a manchin in clafornya. it started in 2025 a vires broke out and infectid half the people on erth wher infected making it imposebal for them to feel pain and giving them extreem rage. all day jack sat in the manchinstoping any infectid frome going in tothe hollywood hills with a 50 bmg

Funeral Speech

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:04

{Funeral Speech}

“I Just Knew
We should’ve stayed home.”
“I Just Knew
His brother would be fine.”
“I Just Knew
We shouldn’t have jumped off that building.”
“I Just Knew
It would turn out bad.”
“I Just Knew
He was too tired to land.”
“I Wish I Knew
To grab his hand.”
“I Wish I Knew
How to be selfless.”
“And Now I Know
Never to be selfish again.”
“And Now I Know
I’ll be stuck in my room day’s on end crying.”
“And Now I Know
I should go and hold on to the one’s I love.”
“I Wish I Knew
How to hold onto you, so you could’ve heard these words.”
“I Love You…”

A girl?

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:04

     I just knew when I walked through that door I was going  to be juged. My name is Carly, I wear  gym shorts a t-shirt, sneakers, and my hair is gone, I don't have any and I never will. When I was 5 I was diagnoused with brain cancer, I never knuw how bad these thing could be. When I beat my cancer I was bald, and the doctors told me I would never be able to grow my hair again. 

     When I walked in threw the door of my new school I imedietly felt like I just walked into a cave with one million bats in it. My hear wa pounding, felt like it wass outside my chest. That day I got asked a lot of questitons about what happened to me but I never wanted to actually share them, but I felt like I had to in order for someone to like me, or at aleat want to be friends with me. I just knew that no one would want to be friends with a girl like me. 

Last Year

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:04

   I wasnt always a liar. But last year got to me. It was me and my best friend Ollie. Ollie and I where real close as best friends are but what he did was unforgetable.  We where at high school. My carrer of  becoming a famous writer was a dream and Ollie knew. What we both did was write about our lives and our selfves. One day I wrote a story of us and our crushes. Oliie was reading it and then a popular boy came. He took my notebook and the story in it. Ollie made a lie of me writing it and he got all the credit. I became a loser and the one bullied and Ollie became popular and kept sharing my stories. When I got all sick of bullied I did the badest thing anyone could do. I knew Ollie liked his hair so I removed it with hair remover.

Run Away

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:04

   Racing through laws and jumping over fences with my heart pumping. Josh was running  away, hearing sirens behind him. He grabed the brown wooden fence and lifted him self over it. A  few more miles Josh, a few more miles. He heared barking getting closer and closer. SRINT faster Josh!!!! In the distance he saw the woods. Running with the last energy he got, he ran into the woods. It was dark and was hard to see where he was. Studenly and felt a tug on his shirt, the force pulled him back into a bush. "'What are you doing josh!!!" "Sorry ty, I stole from the store and few miles down the road." Breathing heavely, Josh looked at ty with worry in his eyes. :What are you think dumby." Josh could feel the angry from ty

They now call me Evil.

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:03

On one gloomy, stormy winter day, I opened my eyes when the clock struck 5 am. I looked at my alarm, to its evil red letters that had always bothered me and threw it against the wall. My parents came up to my room, and I threw them out the window. My dog went down to the basement in fear, once looking at me with a wagging tail, now with a look of repugnace. I slammed all the doors with a grin, feeling an intense heat behind my eyes, in my head, through my body. I looked in the mirror. I was a red eyed, horned beast, with a smile so cringy I laughed. The mirror shattered. there was a note on my desk. "You have been gifted with powers the devil longs for. Welcome, because now you are one of us. You are the Evil." I gave a maniac smirk and agreed. For once, I was powerful, gifted, hairless, and beautiful.

This was 5 years ago. They now call me Evil.

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The Spelling B

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:03

 

It was an average day in Firefighter middle school, and there was a spelling B. Pickle, had practiced all month for the spelling B while on the other hand Snail didn't but he wanted to enter anyways. Pickle was nervouse although he had done this many times in the past, he still felt a tingle in his tummy. As the kids started flowing into the atitorium Pickle and Snail rn back stage to get ready for the spelling B, as Pickle was called out to the stage the woman with the microphone anounched "spell callous". Pickle had never spelled callous before so he said "calus" it was wrong. Snail was soon calle out to the stage and told the same thing, "spell callous" the woman announched again. "callous" Snail spelled out, he was correct. He won, and Pickle was sad!

Can't Stop Running

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:03

     I was running, he couldn't stop running. Don't look back. Don't start cry. Just keep running! Then I started to hear it, there were sirens and I knew I was gonna get caught. Bag in left hand, phone  in right hand. The sirens were getting louder and I couldn't think if what to do next, so I just kept running and running. Cars...cars..I got it. They can't turn quickly they have to slow down to take a turn or just decide that they want to crash. Stop running. Turn around. And run the other way down the alleyway I grew up in. I saw everything else that I had stolen: blankets, pillows, and all that good stuff. I jumped the fence off the box and hid under a board that was for my food. I never was this scared in my life. I have had stolen things before and was never sure what any of the consequences were for stealing, but I did it anyway because I didn't have anything else. My mom had passed away because she was trying to protect me from a cop shooting and my dad had passed away because of an illness. Then I heard them they were right next to me I stopped breathing. 

The broken pocketwatch

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:03

One day I walked into a thrift store. I looked around and found a really fancy pocketwatch! I peered at the pocketwatch and saw that the price tag was only 3$. I payed for the watch and walked outside. I glanced at the pocketwatch and saw that it wasn't working. What a rip off, I though. I walked home with the broken pocketwatch, and slammed it down on the kitchen table. I continued to do what I would always do. Play video games with my friends. When I came down for dinner, I just barely noticed the faint ticking that came from the pocketwatch. I picked it up, excited. I found the watch working, but it wasn't ticking seconds out and I couldn't change it. Now I really thought it was a rip off. I picked up the pocketwatch, and flung it our a window. I winced as the watch collided with the window, and I knew my mom would be mad.

Smartphone

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:03

Whenever i'm on my phone, it usually menas that I have nothign to do, and im bored out of my mind. ( Most of my time) I post things on my Snapchat story that are funny, and are just meant to be laughed at, and then forgoten. Once in awhile though, I will get people who  want to hear the whole  story behind my post. Even if I know this person, and I see them everyday, I sill really annoys me, and I tend to throw my phone in frustration. Nothing else really happens after........... I just go over and pick it up when I need it ................................. Great story........THE END 

Stay?

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:03

Stay?

Why would they do that to you?

How could they do that to you with people all around you?

I know who....Do you?

Don't come back, just run!

Don't stay, just leave!

You know who did it

No?

Well I do

They won't find out....they never have to know

I need to leave..now

I just can't stay

It's to late, what's done is done

You shouldn't worry

They wouldn't do that to you again

Theyr'e here

I need to leave....

"Why??"

It was me.........

 

Dan The Man

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:03

So there I was, on edge of a clif, suddenly the ground beneth my feet breaks away and I go into a freefall, as I am falling, I suddenly feel funny and I stop moving. I later find out that I can stop time. I can rob any store at anytime and steal anything I want. I can stop time by just thinking. The only bad part about this, is that nothing with a computer chip works when I stop time. I don't see myself as a villan,  I think of myself more as a purifier.

The Bad Ol' Fat Cat

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:03

There once was a bad ol' fat cat named Torren. He loved to destroy other animals homes with his big ol' fat cat rear end. One of his neighbor's; a dog named Corey had been running around doing errands when Torren shot out and landed with a thump on Corey's front step. When Corey got home he yowled in suprise and came charging towards where Torren was hiding... well trying to hide; his big rear just took up too much space for Torren to be able to hide without being seen. So as soon as Corey turned the corner he saw a little KITTEN slouching down sadly. " I homeless," he cried. "Please help me," Corey just stood there confused. " Have you seen a fat ol' bad cat sitting here kitty?" "HELP MEEEEEEE," The kitten screeched. "A big ol' doggy wants to eat me," But then the Ol cat leaped out of nowhere.

Dear Baby Girl

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:03

Dear Baby Girl,

I want you to know that you may not love everything about this world. There is evil on every corner. There is hate in every heart. You will want to scream, you will want to cry, you will want to be a different person. You will be judged on everything you are, and everything you do. You will always be worth less than a man, even if you do the most work. Your height, your age, your hair colour, the size that you are will become you. But, baby girl, it is not you. Grow up to be someone who changes the world for the better. Fight for what you believe in. Make this sad world happy once again. Be someone's hero. 

-andy

the wand

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:03

one day a flee market came too town and there was a old woman that was selling some intresting stuff so i walked over to see what she had she ad a lot of wierd things some were even labled magical the there was something that cought my eye it was a magic wand so i bought it for 5 dollers then i shouved it into my backpack and ran home later that day i took it out of my backpack and sterted to play with it then the bottemcame of and there was a note in it so i read it on the top it said spells so i said one of the spells and it made me balld.

Poem

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:03

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I have a big forheadugh instead

And so do you

We go out to the brook

And bump our heads

You fall in the well

And I laugh instead

The walls are so high

You will never get out

But you gotta still try

So don't sit there and pout

I run away and walk acros the beam

Ditching you has been my life long dream

I arrive at the castle 

All giddy with joy

I tell my father the story

And he laughs "HOY HOY HOY!"

I run up the stairs and lie in my bed

But then I feel all dizzy in the head

How could i have done this

Abondoned with glee

Now I just had to flee

YA BOY JOEY JOE

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:03

Yo yo yo its ya boy joe and people think i'm bad. But i'm pretty good... At spitting unicorn poison on people. When I was younge I killed a unicorn to use its brain as a science project. It shot the poison out of its horn and I got it in my mouth. Suddenly I grew a horn and realized I too could shoot poison. Then I was like hey ill be a villian and made myself a theme song. Maybe one day kanye will perform it.

YO YO YO YO YO

IT BE YA BOY JOEY JOE

I GOT A HORN 

ON MY HEAD 

AND IT WILL MAKE YOU

REALLY REALLY DEAD

IT SHOOTS POISON

AND ITS PRETTY COOL 

WHEN YOUR DEAD

YOU MIGHT DROOL

MAYBE U COULD BE MY FRIEND

AND COME INTO MY POOL.

 

SALLY

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:02

Sally is a girl from Milton Vermont she is mean and nasty to everyone.  It wasn't always this way Sally used to be the nicest person until her cat was murdered Sallythought she had to avenge her sole.  Sally pretended to like people and went on dates with people but not real dates they are dates to find out who the murderer of her cat is she did this to many people.  This is Sallys road to meaness.

Backstories matter.

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:01

      When I did it, I just kind of happened. Came out of me. It was just like everything that had happened up until that moment came out. I felt bad for Jim, I really did, but that didn't stop me. I kept hitting him and thrashing out. In the moment, I didn't really know why I started hitting him, but I knew it felt good. It felt like I had finally gotten out everything that happened to me. Like I finally got to stand up for myself. I've been called everything from a bully to an idiot. But next time, before you call someone that, know what happened to them. Know their story before you assume that their world is perfect and they just like to mess with you. I am Nick and this is my back story.

       I have always been bigger than the other kids, but my dad has always been bigger. Well, my foster dad, that is. I don't know how many foster parents came and went, passed over me, but then, my mom walked in. She picked me out of the 50 kids there and took me home. A lot of the boys in the foster program joked that people treated us like stray dogs. But, when she picked me, I didn't feel like a dog anymore, for the first time I actually felt like I belonged. Until I met "dad." I won't bring in details, but all those bruises that everyone thought was from getting in fights, were from "dad." He made me feel like a dog again. But then, he started hitting my mom. That's the first time I tried to swing back. Dad was drunk, like most nights, and was hitting me hard for not having a clean room. My mom interjected, saying that she should give me a break and he swung at her. I instinctively swung at him, but he beat me there and my mom and I laid on the floor as he kicked us, preventing us from getting up.

      I came to school each day, agitated with my dad and my life, and that is probably why my grades suffered. Next, I got aggressive with kids. Jim was the first. I got less violent because I was afraid of my dad and didn't want to get in trouble for bullying. I quickly got labeled with bully and idiot and that just made me feel worse, so I hit harder. 

      About a month ago, I was taken out of that house and the presence of my dad and I stopped hitting. As most of you know, I started apologizing to specific people who I have bullied, but today I am making a public apology to my bullying. I am sorry. 

      I stepped down from the podium and set down the mike. Applause broke out in the crowd as my peers looked up at the new Nick. The better Nick. I shouldn't have hit, I know, but they shouldn't have judged.

Trapped

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:01

I was trapped. I didn’t know what to do. I have to get out, this place is deadly. I
thought to myself. I could feel my palms sweating and the adrenaline rush starting.
I found a rock in the corner of the dungeon and finally smashed the chains holding me
against my will. I ran to the giant metal door that I knew was locked, because I saw the
locks when I was being chained up about seven hours ago. There were no windows, no
other doors, and the entire place was made of cement. Even if I did get out, how could I
get past the guards? I had so many questions and no ways to get any of the answers.
Why am I in here?!? That was my main question. Then, suddenly I heard talking from
the other side of the door. I couldn’t tell what they were saying, so I started yelling
“HELP!!!” I just knew they could hear me, they went completely silent.

Timmy Turner and the game Clash Royale

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:01

TImmy turner is a young man who loves video games. While he other kids hia age spend time at school he spends time playing Clash Royale a very popular video game on Iphones. He is the best player in the world but one day he meets his match and his whole game depends on it all his time and money. The match begins and his opponent is very good, So timmy is going to win buy wait he doesnt see the rocket come flying and hitting his tower and he loses and he goes to his room and crys and doesnt ever come out.

Its Part of Our Culture We Have to Accept It

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:01

Hello young one,

I'm here to tell you about the world you have just entered

It is a wonderful world you are in

Full of laughs and fun

You will be happy, you will be sad

There will be people who try to bring you down

But in the end, it is a wonderful world

We as a whole are a culture

Moving as one

Our faces may differ

But we are all the same

Do the things you want, and be who you want to be, because in the end

Its part of our culture and we have to accept it.

 

 

the wild rooster

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:01

"This nasty is snatching my corn," I thought to myself as I saw the chicken from across the pen pecking at my pile of corn. "I can't just sit here and do nothing while a chicken is gobbling MY corn, I've gotta go something." I strutted over to the chicken and looked her in the eyes. Then I lifted my wing and clocked her right in the beak. The other chickens starting clucking wildly and hopped over to her side. I kind of felt bad after but at least I had my corn back.

effefew

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:00

im hot and nice 

Drama Queen Dream

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:00

Hey my name is Vanessa and I am a complete "drama queen", at  least that's what my parents say. And,Oh! I forgot to mention I'm rich. Yes I know I was blessed with multi-millionare parents. I have four sisters, Belle, Camron, Loona, and my bratty little sister Amanda! Sorry I just screamed, I'm just one of those people you know? Who bottle up their feelings and then let it out when no one is looking. Oops!, I may have just missed the Limo that was going to take me and my sisters to JRD ( Jordan Rock Middle School ), and let me tell you, this isn't the first time this has happened. It has been happening more often ever since I got this Diary that I'm writing in. Isn't it fabulous, it has golden glitter, white jems, and my name bidazzled on it. I love to write in it, it helps me get my anger out, well got stop writing now limo waiting! bye!

Hello I'm here in the car with my sisters, and for some reason Camron takes more intrest in inventing then she does fashion!, can you beleive that? Anyway Sico ( my driver ) has dropped us off at JRD so now I have to walk all the way to the main doors! ugh!, I can't even! I suppose that I should tell you that JRD is a place for very smart kids wich is weird because I don't know why this wanna be girl named Sarah is at my locker I mean how dare  she! Well now I have to do something that really brings my heart to tears, TELL THIS PEST TO GET AWAY FROM MY FABULOUS LOCKER! " Hey Sarah, um, I'm gonna need you to get away from my locker hon!". I said that really nicley and then she shriked back very rudley,"um, sorry Vanessa but I have to have my locker right next to yours!" She shot back, which if I didn't mention already I think she is a complete pest! " well hon, if you want to be rude I'll just have to open my locker and slam it in your face!" I shreiked back, I mean she already crossed me, why not her?! " Um, Sarah I know we're not friends but I have to tellm you somthing, were you digging in the garbage you smell like a rat!" And it was true that was girl was a bratty little sister Amanda!

                                                     TO BE  CONTINUED:)

Letter

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 14:00

Dear Baby,
You are now entering a new and exciting world with all sorts of twists and turns. There
are two sides to the world you now live in. There is a sunshine, happy place and a stormy, sad
place. But you get to choose where you belong. You get to choose what kind of friends you will
have, what you will do for yourself and what kind of person you would like to be. And never let
anyone make those decisions for you. Never let anyone decide your friends, what is good or
bad for you and what kind of person you are. You are you and you are leading your own path!

When you walk down the street, you may see things that you weren’t prepared for. For
example you may see a homeless woman bundled in a plaid, thin blanket with a few half empty
grocery bags laying around her, that just makes your heart cry. You may see a man buying red
roses for his wife for an anniversary present, that just, makes your heart sing. You may meet
bullies who try and knock you down. Who try to make you miserable and make you want to just
give up. But you will also meet people who make you the happiest person alive. Who just get
you and love you for you. You may disagree with world leaders and try and stop them for what
they are doing to the country. But you may also see decisions being made that you completely
agree in. You may encounter sadness, hope, anger and love. But all of these emotions make
you the person you will turn out to be.

There are also the amazing things in life to look forward to. Like your first rollercoaster
ride. Feeling the wind in your hair with your father screaming, “whooo hoooo” next to you. You
will also experience the amazing taste of mac’n cheese and how satisfying that taste really is.
You may also have the enjoyable moments of being curled up on a couch wrapped in a blanket,
watching Mean Girls, trying to throw and catch popcorn in your mouth with the person who
completes you. You will experience sleepovers and laughing with a box of pizza and your best
friends in the entire world. You will experience failure and the feeling of dusting yourself up and
trying again.The world is an exciting and devastating the world can really be…

Best Wishes,
A Friend in the Future

A Writing From My Journal

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 13:59

Hi my name is Jaydalyn.   Today I am going to write stuff in my journal.  Hope you like it.

The Sleeping Girl  

The girl was sleeping in the dark. She had her pilow and her blankie.  She was reading.  She was dreaming about the book and vines on it.  She had a tank top on.  She actually had two pilows.  She was so tired from work.  She had to go back to work tomorow.  That's why she was getting a good sleep.  The book had vines on it because her dad use to have the book.  She brought it home. When she opened the book there were vines in the book.  That's how she knew the girl's name was Emma.  She has brown hair.  Her hand is out of the blanket.  It is really dark.  She got a spell in her book.  Her blanket is light pink.  The next day she went to her work.  Her work was at the school.  She was the teacher at the school.  Her head was on the table.  She also is in Germany.  She loves Germany because all of the best food she likes is mac and cheese.  "Yummy," she says. THE END

Thanks for your time.

Smartphone

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 13:58

Have you ever gotten mad at your smartphone or electronic devices? I
have when I play a game on a computer and I lose against the computer. It
makes you feel unhappy inside, you worked so hard and the computer just
sets you back to level 1 in the game. Now I am limited on the computer so I
don’t get so mad that I throw the computer on the ground. My parents had
a fight one might well I was in bed up stairs trying to sleep when my dad
got so mad that he got an ax and cut a computer wire from the computer.
Some people have the same reaction when they get made at their
electronic devices. When people get mad they can cause harm to people
and themselves. When you get on an electronic device It sends out radio
waves through your brain that messes people up.

Mysterious Box

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 13:57

Mysterious Box

 

When I open a box that has my name on it, I thought that something bad would happen. But instead when I open the mysterious box, I saw a sword-like dagger. I wonder why my grandmother had this the whole time. But I had and tell my friends about the sword like dagger. I show them what it look like.

 

One day later, when I got home from school. I notice that the mysterious box was gone from the attic. I wonder where it went. Then I realized that it was in my room. When I went to the room I heard some one’s saying something. I didn’t know what though. I wanted to open the door to see who it was. At the same time I didn’t want to open the door. I reluctantly decided to open the door.     

I open the door and I see Sonic. But he was wearing Amy Rose’s dress, shoes, gloves, and headband. The dress wan torn apart, the gloves were bleeding with blood. His expression was sadness sorrow along with depression and fear. I was shocked to see him like this. I step in the room while Sonic stands up. We both were silent until I broke it by saying, “Don’t worry, Sonic. I won’t hurt you.” He didn’t say anything. I guessed he was afraid of humans. But I wonder why is he afraid of people so much. “Sorry, but I can’t trust you.” Sonic says, trying hard not to cry. “Hey, I won’t hurt you, I promise. You must be very hurt and injured. I’ll help you.” “Are you sure?” Sonic says. “Yes.” Then he run to my arms and starts crying. I really feel bad for him. He must have endure all that pain.  So I let him stay at my house, fixed him, fixed the dress, washed his gloves, and took care of him.

 

One month later

 

    When Sonic was fixed he looked like himself again, cool and fast. When I was fixing him breakfast he wanted to ask something to me. “So your name is Isabolt?” I wasn’t surprised when he said that. But I response, “Yes, that my name.” “Okay. Just wondering that. But really my friend, tails and my other friends died and I was the only survivor left.” “Whoa, that’s sad and bad.” I said, feeling bad for him.

 

The Sight That Is Waiting for Me

Submitted by Writer on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 13:55

I woke up and I just knew that today was the day, the day for something amazing to happen.
What was this amazing thing going to be? Who knows I just knew that when I saw that coral
orange sun over the beautifully pale green mountains I just knew to day was going to be a
colorful day of astonishment and surprises. Behind every corner there is something what it is?
Nobody knows but I just knew that if I kept walking I would find that one amazing thing that I
was looking for. What was I looking for? I have no idea but I just new that something was about
to happen I just knew it as soon as I turned the next corner and saw the ocean a shore line
speckled with rainbow shells, the waves crashing over the rocks, the tropical color of the sun
setting over the ocean the light reflecting off of the wet rocks making the light bounce around
and the sun sets and is gone under water the night has come and the stars light up the sky with
their smiles.