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  1. theUnknownAuthor17 theUnknownAuthor17
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    May 18, 2011 7:20pm UTC
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  2. theUnknownAuthor17 theUnknownAuthor17
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    May 16, 2011 4:36pm UTC
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    Chapter Two
    Walking down the hall at school, I heard the usual whispers of gossip as I passed by each clique. Usually, I'm the topic of all their conversations. 'Oh look at that lesbo freak now,' is what they all say, even though I'm not lesbian. I pulled my books closer to my body and hurried along. But then I caught what their conversations were about. And they weren't about me.
    There was a new girl. She was supposedly freaky as f●●k. And she was lesbian.
    **like so far? ideas for story? Title idea to BabyLove123 (:
    sorry short. more later tonight probably(:
    *********this is a repost of the same chapter, I forgot the title and the chapter number

  3. theUnknownAuthor17 theUnknownAuthor17
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    May 16, 2011 4:32pm UTC
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  4. theUnknownAuthor17 theUnknownAuthor17
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    May 16, 2011 4:07pm UTC
    does anybody know how to add music to a persons profile? help would be great, and credit would be given(:
    sorry boring.

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    May 15, 2011 2:34pm UTC
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  7. theUnknownAuthor17 theUnknownAuthor17
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    May 14, 2011 11:42am UTC
    hey guys, theUnknownAuthor here. I was thinkning about writing another story, because I've seemed to have more time as its getting close to the end of the year. anything you guys want to read about?
    >>>comment meeh(:<<<

  8. theUnknownAuthor17 theUnknownAuthor17
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    May 7, 2011 3:06pm UTC
    The Death of One the Death of Another 2
    this is just a short story im writing for school. Please read and tell me what you think!
    “She will be fine, it needs to be done,” I said, looking away from all the fear, the hurt, and reassurance of worse conditions. Abigail was the One, and it was meant to be this way. I’ve done it before, even had the same circumstances, I just felt an attachment to this One, for she was the only one who loved her lost one. Rachel was her adopted sister, and I was the cause of her death.
    Meanwhile, sixteen miles away from the county jail, I watched as Mark Bresnan sat at home watching the latest coverage on the Rachel Brown murder.
    “Yesterday, Rachel Brown of Trumbell, Connecticut was found shot in the head. Evidence of the case suggests that the killer was Abigail Bresnan. She is pleading not guilty to the crime,” the announcer began as Mark turned the television on mute. I saw a slow, knowing smile creep onto his face as he lifted his coffee mug to thin, cracked lips. He thought about how the past few days had worked out and about his unhappy marriage with his wife. An unhappy marriage that led to him killing Rachel Brown. I knew exactly what was going through Mark’s head. He wanted Abigail to suffer. Now killing her, that would not be suffering. Death was the easy way out, killing her would not be suffering, killing her was a plan with no though. You see, I knew Mark, and he liked plans.

  9. theUnknownAuthor17 theUnknownAuthor17
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    May 7, 2011 2:55pm UTC
    The Death of One the Death of Another 1
    this is just a short story im writing for school. Please read and tell me what you think!
    It all started the day Rachel Brown died.
    The pain; both emotional and physical.
    The anguish.
    The terror and sadness of life without, and of no life at all.
    This was the new life of Abigail Bresnan.
    Present Day:
    As she waits in her single cell at the county jail, I could see the look of fright and misjudgment on her warm, tanned face and in her hazel eyes. Abigail was braiding and re-braiding her golden-brown hair, showing a hairstyle as complicated and twisted as her life. Starting over again, I watched as a single tear rolled down her angelic face and onto the hard, wooden bench below her.

  10. theUnknownAuthor17 theUnknownAuthor17
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    May 6, 2011 3:39pm UTC
    This is the introduction to a short story I'm writing for school, it's still a work in progress and untitled. Tell me what you think!
    It all started the day Rachel Brown died.
    The pain; both emotional and physical.
    The terror and sadness of life without, and of no life at all.
    It was the new life of Abigail Bresnan.
    As she waited in her single cell at the county jail, I could see the frightened look on her face. Abigail was braiding and re-braiding her golden blonde hair, showing a hairstyle as twisted and complicated as her own life. She started the braid over again, and as I watched her, a single tear rolled down her face and onto the cold, hard, wooden bench she was sitting on.
    "She will be fine, it has to be done," I said, looking away and reassuring myself that she was the One.
    authors note: This is just my firstish paragraph. I'm still playing with point of view, but right now its from God's point of view, weird I know. feedback would be fabulous
    not my format

  11. theUnknownAuthor17 theUnknownAuthor17
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    May 6, 2011 3:27pm UTC
    I'm going to post the first few lines of a short story i have to write for English (which is really like 7 pages) tell me what you think? that'd be great. I'm not even close to being done, I just started.
    Thanks!

  12. theUnknownAuthor17 theUnknownAuthor17
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    March 20, 2011 5:22pm UTC
    The Right Choice
    Chapter 4
    Tamara's P.O.V.
    I walked with Christian to McDonald's. It was the only place we could afford right now and we both knew it. Which is why having this baby is so hard. We both live in a poor community, one that someone may call "ghetto" I guess. But the thing is, everyone here is family. Sure, there's an occasional shooting, but that's only the people that are part of gangs. So we're doing fine as of right now.
    Christian held the door open for me as I walked into the empty place. It was only 3 o'clock; not quite dinner and not quite lunch. This McDonald's was the one place that Christian and I talked. We ordered teh usual, then sat down.
    "So I was thinking..." I started
    "Hmph?" Christian responded , having a mouth full of food.
    "I was thinking of names. I still don't know if it's gonna be a boy or a girl." I started.
    "Oh." He replied. "Whatcha thinking so far?"
    "Well, if it's a boy, I think it should be Landon." I started.
    "Do you want him to get bullied?!" He nearly shouted.
    "Obviously not. I just like the name. What, you don't think it's cool?"
    "Yeah, for some nerd," Christian started. "If we have a son we want him to be cool, like his dad. On the basketball team. You can't have the name Landon and expect to get on the basketball team."
    "Well I like it," I huffed.
    "And if it's a girl?" Christian asked.
    "I don't know, haven't thought about it." I replied.
    "Well I like Antionetta." he suggested.
    "And you said Landon was bad!" I began. "I want her to be popular. On the cheerleading team!"
    "Our daughter is not going to be on the cheerleading team." Christian stated.
    "ANd what's wrong with cheerleading?!" I asked.
    "Well look where you are right now! Sixteen and pregnant..sheesh. What are we going to do with you Tamara?!" He said, teasing me.
    "This isn't all my fault!" I argued, pointing to my stomach.
    We both fell into laughter. Once our stomach's hurt too much to continue, we walked out. I stayed at Christian's. He gets lonely a lot, since his father and mother are gone. Well, not 'gone gone', but never home. We put on a scary movie, against my will, and snuggled close together. I rested my head on his chest, and felt his arm wrap protectively around me.
    After a while fell asleep until something startled me awake.

  13. theUnknownAuthor17 theUnknownAuthor17
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    March 18, 2011 8:21pm UTC
    The Right Choice
    Chapter 3
    Christian's P.O.V.
    "Hey Tamara, " I said and sighed. She just looked at me and I could see the hurt in her eyes. She hated when I did that, she felt as though she did something wrong. "AAwwww, baabee, I'm sorry," I said. "Okay, I know you didn't mean anything by it." Tamara said, shrugging her shoulders. "What are you thinking about?" she continued. "Just life," I replied. "Having second thoughts?" she asked me, worried. "Nah, I'll love this baby just as much as I love you," I said and she smiled. "I just wish I had a better way to support you guys, I mean with the baby and all that. I don't know." I shook my head, dissappointed, and looked at the ground. "It'll be fine hun," she said. "We'll make it work." she was sitting on my lap now. "Your right," I replied. I stood up, grabbing Tamara by the waist so she didn't fall. I pecked her on the check, then said, "Let's grab a bite to eat," I suggested. "I'd like that," Tamara smiled. We walked off hand in hand towards McDonald's. God, I was a lucky man, I thought, looking at Tamara, slipping my hand around her waist.
    Sorry, haven't written in a while and it's kinda short, and I didn't have time to write Tamara's P.O.V. I don't think I'll be able to write tomorrow.I have a dance competition. I'll try to do two Sunday if I can. But I'll definitely do one more before moday.
    Thanks! theUnknownAuthor17

  14. theUnknownAuthor17 theUnknownAuthor17
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    March 15, 2011 5:43pm UTC
    The Right Choice
    Chapter 2
    Christian's P.O.V
    I need to get away from life right now. I threw on some sweats and my Boston University sweatshhirt and headed outside. I walked the 4 blocks to the town's basketball court and started shooting hoops. I figured I'd shot about 40 before I sat down on the bench with my head in my hands, letting the bright orange basketball bounce without force on the wet pavement. I glared at it until it stopped; it was disrupting my thoughts. Although I wasn't really thinking. I figured I was sitting there for about an hour before I heard footsteps.
    Tamara's P.O.V.
    I walked to Christian's house. Locked. I knocked and there was no answer. Hmm. There was only one other place he could be. I started the walk in the light drizzle, the misty fog giving the city an eerie glow. I made my way to the basketball court, certain he was there.
    Five minutes later, A hunched figure on a park bench came into my view. From what I see, the figure was wearing a grey sweatshirt. It had to be Christian. His old B. U. sweatshirt reminded him of his father, who had died in the army a few years back. My spirits dropped a little when I saw it. He always wore it when he needed to think. It gave him the sense that his dad was with him, helping him make the right choice. I hoped he wasn't having second thoughts. I know it was his father's dream for him to go to the college he went to. I took a deep breath, then walked up to the bench and sat down.
    sorrrrryy its boring. will get more interesting in next chapter. ideaas?

  15. theUnknownAuthor17 theUnknownAuthor17
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    March 13, 2011 8:44pm UTC
    The Right Choice
    Chapter One
    Tamara's P.O.V.
    I looked down at the home pregnancy test in my hand. I'd been feeling a little off lately, and I had though maybe this was why. I'm hoping this might be why. Catch that? hoping. My sister has a kid and shes 19, just three years older than me. He's adorable and I was hoping I could create something that beautiful too.
    I looked at the test. It was positive. Yaay! I'm sooo excited to tell Christian about it. I've already talked over it with him, so know he'll just be ecstatic. I teexted him.
    Me: It's positive!!(:
    Christian: Yay!
    Christian's P.O.V.
    Tamara's pregnant. Great. Now there's definitely no hope of going to college for me. And I know she won't abortion it, I don't want her to either. But i was just hoping she wasn't. But she is. I'm a father.

  16. theUnknownAuthor17 theUnknownAuthor17
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    March 12, 2011 5:23pm UTC
    Hey guys.
    I am going to start a new and different story later on tonight called The Right Choice. I am not going to quit this one, but i feel like it's going to be short. Please read/give feedbaack!! questions? comment meeh(:
    thanks, theUnknownAuthor17

  17. theUnknownAuthor17 theUnknownAuthor17
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    February 28, 2011 5:09pm UTC
    Hi guys, sorry I haven't written in so long. I've been busy and a tad bit lazy. But I should be able to get one more up tonight. Hopefully
    Thriving for High School Love
    Chapter 4
    Travis' POV
    I walked into my first day at Blakeview High School, and stared in awe. The bright sun cast a glowing look on the entire building. The white marble steps that led up to a grande door were a bit intimidating, even to a handsome fella like me. I spotted a group of cheerleaders that were checking me out. I gave my hair a flip, looked at them then winked. That should do it, I thought. Sure enough, they all started fighting about who I winked at. The truth was, i didn't wink at any of them. It's just for the reputation. I intend to be the biggest player in this school. Even if it can never happen.
    You see, I am gay. No one knows, and if my dad found out, he'd beat the crap outta me. My dad has a reputation of his own to withstand. Coming from the south, he's a pretty tradition dude. Married at twenty-two, four kids, all have blonde hair. the blonde hair comes from my mom, I think. She's a real southern belle. If she weren't my mom, she'd be hot. Might even date her if she was younger.
    But we're not in the south. And thank God to that. I would never be able to come out with my confession there. I was hoping that this would be the year. the year that Travis Johnson would admit to the world that he was gay. And proud of it.
    ***I'l write more of Travis' view later. I just have homework and such. Ideas of where it should go?***

  18. theUnknownAuthor17 theUnknownAuthor17
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    February 23, 2011 10:38pm UTC
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    Chapter 3
    Drew's P.O.V.
    "Hey beautiful," I said to Kelly as I sat down. Gosh, I loved hwe eyes. They were a warm brown. I swear I wouldn't have looked away if Mr. Kyle hadn't walked in. He said, straight from the start, that there were to be no displays of 'affection' and if you did, your seat would be moved. He walked in, and Travis followed reluctantly behind him.
    "Class, we have a new student, Travis. Travis, why don't you tell us about yourself.
    "Well, I, uh, came from California about a few weeks ago. I hate cold weather which is a problem moving to Massachusetts in the dead of winter. I love the color green, hate the color purple, and I am a republican."
    At that statement a few sarcastic gasps were released from some students, obviously not caring about his political status.
    Travis continued.
    "I play football, lacrosse, and soccer. I am a proud Catholic. And I uh am against gays."
    With that a few gasps, not sarcastic this time, escaped the mouths of many students, including mine and Kelly's.
    "Well," Mr. Kyle said clearing his throat, "Travis why don't you find a seat. Anywhere you like." A few girls moved to and empty grouping of tables, just to be able to sit with him.
    i scooted my chair over to Kelly a little, feeling a little jealous. I am not the greatest looking guy. At 5' 8" I'm shorter than almost all the guys in my grade. Apparantly, I'm the perfect height for Kelly, who stands about 5' 4", or so I've been told.
    I am very insecure. But kelly says that my green eyes and brown wavy hair are what she like best about me.
    Kelly seemed to sense my uneasyness and shot me a half smile. I stared at her and was thinking about how lucky I was.
    I heard a few girls giggle in the back and I noticed that travis was talking to them. Kelly heard it too. We both looked back at them. Our eyes met when we turned around, our eyes met and stayed locked on each other. She mouthed something to me.
    "We can't let him into our group D."
    "I know, I'll tell Brandon and Josh later." I mouthed back.
    She smiled at me and winked.
    God I love her.
    more? ideas?

  19. theUnknownAuthor17 theUnknownAuthor17
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    February 22, 2011 7:09pm UTC
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    Chapter 2
    I walked into lunch on Monday and found my usual group of friends; Drew, Brandon, Greg, Marissa, and Carly. I found Drew and he kissed me fiercely. "Get a room!" Carly yelled out. I gave her a smirk and kissed Drew lightly on the forehead then sat down. I always waited until the lunch line died down a bit. "So how's my beautiful darling doing today?" Drew asked me. "Fine, bored. I hate school." "Just wait till history babe." Our teacher, Mr Kyle, let us choose our seats and Drew and I of course sat next to each other. We usually spent the class passing note and whatnot. Just then, Josh, Blakeview's star quarterback, walked to the table and sat down. "Hey guys, whazzup?" He asked doing that weird guy handshake with Brendan. "Nothin." We all said. "Have you heard about the new kid? Apparantly he's an all-star football player. Let's just hope he can keep up with you, Brendan" Josh said. "I'm sure he'll learn to stop trying after he realizes how good Brendan is," Brendan's boyfriend, Greg, said. "Ah, man, he'll be fine." Brendan, ever so modest, replied.
    Just then a guy, about 6' 6" walked up. He had blonde hair and green eyes. "Yo man whats up?" Josh said, talking to the kid. "Guys, meet Travis. Travis meet the gang." "Hey," he said. Looking awkwardly at the floor. "Hiya!" Carly exclaimed, obviously in love. "Kel, wanna grab some lunch?" Drew asked, addressing me. "Sure," I responded, taking the hand he offered.
    We grabbed lunch and headed back to the table. Carly and Travis seemed to be really hitting it off. Brendan and Greg were talking passionately about who knows what, and Marissa and Josh were already in a deep makeout session. I smiled at my group of friends and agreed that I had the best life ever. I wish I could say the same for Drew though.
    moree? ideas??

  20. theUnknownAuthor17 theUnknownAuthor17
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    February 22, 2011 2:23pm UTC
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    My best friend is gay. He is also a football player. Being sophomores in high school, you would think that this would be a problem, but it's not. That is, until Travis, a new student, started bullying him. Before Travis, everyone in school accepted him and all the guys on the football team were cool with it. Brandon, my friend, had even found a guy he truly loved. Me and my boyfriend, Drew, had even double-dated with Brandon and Greg. Everyone loved Brandon, he was funny, nice, and an all around good guy.
    Then Travis showed up.
    more?

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