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Disney High by Constance Faye Dyer 2nd Edition5 months ago in Introductions & Chapters
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Kingdom Keepers Disneyland Pt. 8Kingdom Keepers Disneyland Pt. 88 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alec and Andy pulled out their phones. They had taken pictures of the Lego letters, so they wouldn't have to pay for the Legos. They placed them next to one another, in the order they found the letters. Brendon put the paper down on the table, last in the order. They studied the three letters.
"Alright," Brendon started, "we have three letters. Maybe we have to turn them into numbers? Like how D is four." Everyone just looked at Brendon. He sat there for a minute. He didn't want to do the counting on his own. "Alright then, you guys find a solution."
A gust of air blew past the Keepers, sweeping the paper with the D into the air. Marcella w
Ode to DisneyThe trumpets speak to my ears,Ode to Disney4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It times to enter,
My fantasy castle.
Created long before I was born.
As I enter, the white hare escorted me.
To the rooms of stories and dreams,
Yet he has to leave for an important date,
So many doors to choose from,
For new worlds behold but,
I’ve been to all, hanging with an ape family,
Magic carpet rides,
Around the endless sphere,
Take flight as I believe,
To take down Captain Codfish.
Visit a curious place of impossibilities.
A place where nature speaks to me.
Ancient places and magnificent castles,
Worlds with their own unique magic,
Though some,
Are the same old shoes.
A hero rescue th
One Day More (HoND version)Quasimodo: One day more, and finally we'll have our dream come true. Hope will shine on us in a ray of blue. I hoped and prayed this day would come and pretty soon, it will be done. One day more.One Day More (HoND version)3 months ago in Comedy More Like This
Clopin: I hoped we'd come back on Blu-ray.
Our film is sadly underrated.
Quasimodo: One day more.
Clopin/Florica: Tomorrow, though, will be the day.
It will be worth the time we've waited.
Esmeralda: One more day and we'll be back.
Clopin/Florica: Three cheers for Quasimodo.
Esmeralda: It'll be just what we wished for.
Clopin: I'm so proud of you, my friend. *hugs Quasi*
Esmeralda: Looks like we'll be back on track.
Clopin/Florica:Very soon
Fairy TaleCharlotte "Lottie" La Bouff believed she was destined to be a princess. Since she could remember, her mama always told her "you're my princess honey, and don't you every forget it". Her mama didn't know she'd take it so literally, but when she died just before Lottie turned four, the little girl kept her mama's words close to her heart.Fairy Tale8 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She followed that dream for some time, the one where she married a prince and lived happily-ever-after, but when she saw how happy Tiana was with Naveen even if he was a frog, well, things changed. Not much, mind you. She still wanted the best of the best, but it didn't exactly have to be a prince. She wouldn
To The James and the Giant Peach castMr.Centipede: I know the other bugs find you annoying, or a jerk, but you have always made me laugh and put a smile on my face. you have always been an awesome friend to me. thank you.To The James and the Giant Peach cast5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mr.Grasshopper: I don't like to play favorites, but you are mine. you're nice, sweet, and you make me smile. I really like you. I don't think you're boring. I think your smashing. and handsome...for a bug thank you for being my friend too.
Mr.Earth Worm: I'm not scared to touch a worm. and I think you're cute and sweet. and very special you are a great addition to the family. and if you ever feel down, just look at us, and see you're loved.
Miss Spider: I
Flower Gleam and Glow"Please Doctor, isn't there anything you can do?" Queen Rapunzel pleaded with the royal physician.Flower Gleam and Glow8 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The man's stoic expression gave her little hope. The shadows swallowing the room coated him like a cloak, giving her the impression he was the Angel of Death. "I'm afraid not Highness. The Prince . . ." he trailed off, glancing towards the nursery room door, likely wanting to escape.
Rapunzel's vision blurred as tears welled up in her eyes, but she understood. It was just hard. Her son, her precious boy, was only ten. Flynn was too young to die at the hands of a crippling disease. His strained breathes filled the room, causing the queen's hand
Phantom Star Chapter 1-The whole world is watchingPhantom StarPhantom Star Chapter 1-The whole world is watching9 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1-The whole world is watching
13 year old Carla couldn't wait until class was over; she watched the clock tick slowly. Her foot anxiously tapped the floor as the teacher droned on about Shakespeare's history. Finally the bell screamed and she was out the door first. Excited to finally be out she made a quick stop by her locker to drop off some books, when she made it outside her mother was already waiting in the car by the curb side. When she got home she and her little sister helped their mother with the groceries, once inside she dropped the bags on the kitchen counter and rushed to her room to change clothes. When s
Request ExampleRequest Example1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
#REQUEST EXAMPLE 1#
Name: Pancakes.
Gender: Female.
Species: Human.
Race: Irish/Japanese.
Character personality: Bubbly, fun loving, energetic, hot-tempered.
Likes: Dancing, playing badminton, gardening.
Dislikes: Country music, winter, sandals.
References are in the artist's description.
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#REQUEST EXAMPLE 2#
My oc, Pancakes, playing 'Dance dance revolution' with my other oc, Jammy.
-Relationship: Girlfriend and boyfriend.
-Other: Pancakes should be losing to Jammy and look frustrated by it.
-References: In the artist's description.
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Am I pretty?Am I pretty?1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
One dim day,
On the dull, bleak streets
A dark alley path,
With the road it meets.
See inside.
The darkness will glow.
Glow of loneliness, loneliness I would know.
From what I've seen if you walk in far,
Far enough to where you can see passing cars.
In the alcove of black where you can hear footfall,
You might see a child curled up by the wall.
A face,
Buried under thin black hair.
You might be curious as to why the child's there.
Sensing your presence, the little one lifts its head.
Revealing a horrific sight instead.
An ear to ear grin,
containing sharp, carnivorous shears.
Eyes bloodshot.
Pouring red like grieving tea
Transcendentalism?I walk and I go and go and walkTranscendentalism?1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But do I ever get anywhere?
People live and people love
But does that get them anywhere?
We dream we talk―we talk of dreams
And yet we just sit back and watch time go by
And yet I wonder―why?
I don't like apathetic people who do nothing
Yet to them I'm drawn
I don't like those who lack alacrity
And yet to them I run
And once again I'm presented with the question:
Why?
Why do I care what other people do?
And yet it makes me cry
My brain is filled to the brim with tears
My never-ending pool of whys.
I sit outside in my spare time
At times when I am bored
And it's in those bored time
Oms for Dziu__EnglishOms for Dziu__English1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The smallest of the house, the boy about four years, smiled at the door, finding the familiar face of his mother looked out the door. The boy had just awakened, would be the early hours of the morning. A distant mirror drawing his image, hair disheveled, half-artificial wings. Their huge eyes, golden-brown, shining in the sunlight. A bit chubby little hands rushed in bringing them to head and rub cheeks. His head informing him he was a little sore. A pillow and a corner of one of his blankets was what separated him from the ground.
"Honey, again on the floor?" The mother came across the child to give a check on his head to determine he was v
People say.People say they're livingPeople say.1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
life to the fullest. But,
are they?
People say that today was
the worst day of their
life. But,
was it?
People say they just had
an epiphany, a revelation, a
new philosiphy. But,
did they?
People say big
words
People say big
things
But
the question is:
do they mean
it?
People say.
SpringStudents walk out the western doorSpring1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Probably for gym
Three black birds fly overhead
Revealing their white undersides
Nathan says he's OCD
As he lays on the ground
The wind blows overhead and through me
As the sun heats my skin
Andra talks of bubbles
While Maria talks of class
Everyone looks over at gym
Two black birds fly overhead
Nathan says it's spring 1st
Reminding me of what I love
A red teacher tells students to run
But mine carries a computer
Creative writing this is
(A whistle blows)
Birds chirp and tweet and sing
While one black bird flies off in the distance
Mandy has a box of cereal
And my friends are much too hy
Esmuth 1Esmuth 11 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Thick darkness around
Into it I seep
When suddenly I am met with
Light permeating the deep
Faces surround
And envelope me
And as I open my eyes
I find I cannot sleep
Areole awoke to pale green light streaming in through her tiny window. Her body convulsed at the cold under her bed cover, her sliver hair a mess. She couldn't have slept last night, not with the possibility of having the dreams again. She slowly turned over and rubbed her eyes in the silence. She still had to go to school, but she wasn't about to get up. Not until she had to.
Siena, the house's maid came through the slightly worn door and walked across the wooden landin
Freedman and the 'HogFreedman and the 'Hog1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
When I stepped intah the impound lot, it was like I'd died and gone to heaven.
Mechanical bits and pieces were sorted intah piles next to metal odds and ends according ta what they origin'ly came from and what theyah use was. Extra tools were available for all us Sci/Res mechanics and engineers, and each 'n ev'ry one 'a us was just imaginin' all the poss'bilities. I thanked the Lord for the bounty before us.
But when the captains said we needed to repair the busted jeeps n' planes, lot'sa the others started complainin'! I couldn't figger it out, so I gave up tryin' and got straight ta work - jus' 'cuz they said we had to fix 'em didn' mean
The Personal Quotes of an Undeserving HumanThe Personal Quotes of an Undeserving Human1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
Yeah, I believe in God, though countless tragedies and beliefs ensue my life. I can say I love God because God is love. God has multiple names and multiple faces, but he is just one God, and all he wants for his children is for us to find happiness with the special someone just for us, so get to it!!
Each person has their own quality; each pair of eyes see a completely different world. That in mind, it would be rather dull to have a world where every aspect is seemingly undesirable. And yet here we humans are, thriving on what others fail to see; such irony, is it not?
It is when life is at it's most dull times that we take more notice of t
Auras stories 5 - Auryas first loveAuras stories 5 - Auryas first love1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Melanarth Aeiheim's people made a huge mistake, and it was the "the chosen one" could be someone else.
The second tribe was from Lyusrota (meaning "shiny route") and its people very humble, peaceful and hard-working. They were not demons nor warriors like the people living in the other island, but they also were sun-tanned and had dark hair and eyes. There were only men in Lyusrota, so they learnt how to build boats and decided to travel around the world. Their island had a huge lake and a mountain of rainbow gems and that was the origin of its name. Even if it was a place full of light, it could still be the "dark earth" from the riddle.
T
marry me. merry you.marry me. merry you.1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
marry me.
merry you.
won't you say those words 'I do'.
I woke up that morning a little apprehensive. Today was the day that my catholic group and I went to some random ski hill called Wilmot who knows how far away. But that wasn't why I was anxious. I was bringing my boyfriend with me. This was one of my first dates with him.
The majority of the day just blurred past me. I can't tell you what I did, or what I ate an hour ago, all I know is that when the time finally came to go, it was already almost twilight outside. I put on the outfit I had picked out the day before—a warm sweater and some jeans. But it didn't really matter what
The Innocence of Human Tender - PrefaceThe Innocence of Human Tender - PrefaceThe Innocence of Human Tender - Preface1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The particular tale on which this event is recorded is, indeed, a true tragedy, related to by a dear friend whose grief cannot nor shall not be forgotten with vain contempt. I wish to not attribute this tale to the person whom was gracious enough to pose this melancholy issue; however, this is, most unfortunately, not a tale derived from imagination. This piece of literature, though contributed to myself, a mere bystander from another nation, should hope to serve its purpose in exposing tragedy under the painful title of a Muckraker. On such grounds as its thesis, I have strived to keep this tale as di
Dario's StoriaDario's Storia1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Prompt: The boy who lived in the attic.
Dairo sat down on his plump soft bed, the cold winter winds blew through the badly lite room as he sighed. Downstairs was a large and rather boisterous party going on courtesy of his cousin. It was supposed to be a quiet calm weekend in his own home and here he was in his room and he could still hear the cheesy party music and screams of drunken teens. His cousin were his babysitter... Some babysitting skills she had... Seriously Dairo could run around the house in nothing but his birthday suit and she wouldn't notice. He could be ten times better then her. Tonight was so important and here he was was
Verses of the Heartt ch.4Verses of the Heartt ch.41 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
RECAP: Tsukiko Heartt (AKA Suki) has met the new kid in school, Akio, and she already has a crush on him. So far they've had the first two class periods together, now it's fourth hour. While having a conversation with Kevin, it was revealed to many students that Akio is related to the school-famous "Ryley." But who is that? And why is it such a big deal?
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"When I fall, I make sure I fall on my back, because if I can look up, I can GET UP" – Les Brown
A couple minutes before class ended, everybody started gathering up their stuff, even though Mrs.
Biscuit's StoriaBiscuit's Storia1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Prompt: Biscuit gets a camera for his birthday.
Biscuit stared at the mountain of colorful shapes wrapped in paper. Near him was a half eaten carrot cake, balloons, and family members now finishing their meals. His ears twitched as he watched him mother and father pull down the first box. It was huge, with bright green wrapping paper. He grabbed in longingly and smiled.
"Biscuit, that one's from you aunt." His mother whispered in to his long ears, he beamed.
"Thank you, Auntie!" He yelled as he opened the box, inside was the latest video game console. After it was all the other games and toys for the system from his whole family. All exc
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