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Cuando ya no puedes más. Cuando estás agotada de sentirte una mierda, y no crees que nadie te pueda ayudar, entonces quizás aparezca tu salvación. O al menos eso espero.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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Don't Forget Me In The Morning, de BandsOrBust

When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.

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Just remember, you can do anything you set your mind to, but it takes action, perseverance, and facing your fears.

I'm nothing, I've always been nothing. I can't do anything special or recognizable, and I have nothing besides anything I can get away with hiding. I have no family, I have no friends, I'm government property because my parents were fucking assholes and abandoned me. I hate everything except the things that get me through everything. I wasn't sure how I ended up here, but apparently I have zero decision of what I'm allowed to do, and now I get to share a bus with a ton of people to "build character" whatever that bullshit means. I just want to be left alone for once and fade into the nothingness I am.

pathetic, I love it. (sonadow!), de 1mati2

When I first saw you, I thought you were just some normal boy who was boring. but when I looked deep into your eyes, I never thought like that again. I never again thought that you were boring, ordinary or even some kind of nerd, I don't care if you love books or you love this or even that. you will be special to me anyway. you should not read this if you are under 13 years of age. If you're under 13 reading this, it's none of my business. It's your decision, but remember that I warned you. ALSO!! THIS IS NOT MY COVER OF THIS BOOK!. SO IM VERY SORRY IF ITS URS!

I stand outside my home broken and shattered, who I am I don't know. I stare at my ever pale hands and try to see what made me like this from under my skin, but I guess I wasn't given that kind of gift but I have in me some form of powers that seemed to have brought me misfortune. I owe this all to my dad because if he never met my mom maybe just maybe I would have been born normal. I wish I wasn't born a freak, born a hybrid.

I knew there was always something special about me. I knew I was different from all the other girls. I could feel things before they actually happened, hear things nobody else could. I wasn't normal, there was just something there. In no way though, had I expected to be told that not, was I only half human, but 50% angel, and not an angel of heaven. A fallen angel, damned, yet given a second chance to make things right, to be rescued before taking the wrong turn in my life that shamed me from my existence in heaven. Only problem, someone wants me to stay damned, to never become the angel I was meant to be. They'll stop at nothing to kill me, plus I have no clue what exactly I'm fighting against and on top of it all I am nothing without my locket. My locket is my true source of power, it's what kept me alive that terrible night.

Can you explain every conscious move you made? Most, probably, but maybe not the most important, the ones that make you who you are, the decisions that define the person you've become. Visiting a tropical island where my narrator didn't want to go in the first place, he almost became responsible for the death of a man. A dear man. An intimate friend... almost.

Living the Famous Life, de Write2Express

Where doing a worthy thing for a friend goes to far. I got caught on One Directions bus. Sometimes love takes us by surprise even when we're faking it. But by the time I realise will it be to late. Thanks to One Direction I have my own career and I forget about them. See what happens.

John and Matt, because of a friend, watched Fullmetal Alchemist... And found out something that changes everything. Now, struggling with whether to pretend it never happened or embrace it, they're suddenly hit with an event that can mean a casualty or two. Their decision can determine whether someone lives... or if THEY live. This is written assuming you have knowledge of CoS and FMA:B. NO ROMANCE WHATSOEVER.

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Don't Forget Me In The Morning

When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.

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