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Missed CueBehind me, I hear the laughs and jeers
of the people that are my so-called peers.
"This'll all be over soon," I thought.
It seems I think that quite a lot.

I can't believe I screwed it up.
It's like I only have bad luck.
If you hate me at all, I don't blame you.
If only I hadn't missed that cue.

MinesweeperLife is like a game of Minesweeper.

Nobody really knows what it is or how to get through it.

Sometimes you get stuck in difficult situations, and you just want to start over.

You're driven to giving up.

You make stupid choices.

You're driven to take guesses and leaps of faith; sometimes they work, sometimes they don't.

You just click the wrong button, and it ends up ruining everything.

Once in a while, you're given a huge handout. Other times, just a small piece.

You don't know why you keep going on with it.

But you're damn well not going to close out the window before you win.

Secret"Hey, uh... I need to tell you something."

"Sure, what is it?"

"It's a secret. I've been keeping it to myself for such a long time, but I just need to tell someone, and you're a great friend, so I figured that I could trust you with this."

"Wow, really? Thanks! Okay, what's the secret?"

"Whoa, not so fast."

"...Huh?"

"First, you need to solemnly swear on anything and everything you hold dear that you will not, under any circumstances, tell anybody. And I mean ever."

"Wow, this must be pretty serious. Okay, I solemnly swear."

"Actually, now that I think about it, I'm gonna go write up a contract."

"Um, that's not really necessary."

"

BrotherI was so used to having my older brother around, and I went to him for everything.

Especially when I wanted something. Because, really, what are little sisters for?

As he walks in, I say in a melancholy voice, “Hey.”

He screams and puts his hand to his heart in a mock-startled way. He lets out an exaggerated breath. I ignore him and say, “There's no food anywhere!”, over-expressing my hunger.

He tells me to follow him into his room. He walks over to the plastic bag that I saw him walk in with.

“Will this work?” he asks, holding up a bag of lightly salted Lays potato chips.

“No,” I reply,

Why?Tell me, why do I play with the sound of your name at night?
Why do I savor the syllables as they hover off of my mouth?
Why do I close my eyes and think about what would happen if I just up
and kissed you?

Why do I paint these vivid pieces in my head
these zealous images of your lips, your hips
the artful incline of your nose, and cheeks, and acorn eyes.

Why do I crave any form of affection from you?
A subconscious touch on the arm,
a brush of hands in the hallway
And on the most beautiful of days,
a hug.

Why is it that I thirst of something from you--
anything at all,
when I know deep down inside that this idea of
you and me

SmileI gripped the crisp paper tightly in my shaking hands. My family next to me sat silently, shocked, eyes open wide and mouths open wider.

I brought my hands holding the letter up to my face, trying to make sure I had read the words correctly.

Dear Student,

You have broken at least two school rules within this term. Therefore, you will report to school on December the 9th at precisely ten in the evening to receive punishment. A school bus will arrive at your house at nine-thirty in the evening to collect you if you wish.

Sincerely,
Headmaster

Reading through the letter the second time was even worse than the first. I let my hands and the l

Down down downTell me it's just a phase
not knowing who I am
But it's been much more than days
and I still don't understand

I feel like I am wrong
I never do it right
Oh I'm really not that strong
I don't think I'll win the fight.

Build a wall, standing tall
can't you hear my call

Pieces of my heart breaking down down down
Everytime the world is spinning round round round
Can anybody see
The pain inside of me
Or do you all enjoy just watching me bleed

The wall I'm building high
it's raising everytime
everytime I want to cry
when you make me hurt inside

Build a wall, standing tall
can't you hear my call

Pieces of my heart breaking down

SisterI am so fed up.

It's the last period of the day, and I just want to go home.

Just a few more minutes...

Can't he please wait just a few more minutes to keep talking?

Because, to be honest, I'm really tired of hearing him speak.

"Sis!" he calls in a not-so-very-discreet whisper across the room, earning him glares from other people around him.

The girl he called to turns around in her seat and faces him, though she is clearly not his sister. There is a perplexed smile on her face as she tries to decode his frantic hand gestures. She rolls her eyes as if this was a normal occurrence to her (which it probably was) and continues with what sh

EmbersFlames dance on a wooden stage
So bright, so energetic
Sparks drift upward
Making the smoke glow
I place the tip of my stick
in the ember fernice
It ignites instantly
I pull it near my face
so I could watch the flame
Then I shove it into the ashes
And watch the smoke spiral upward
I love bonfires.

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SuccessI know I can't do this,
so why even try?
Just another beat missed,
another reason to cry.

Success just hates me,
but I need to taste it,
to feel it and know it,
that's why I can't quit.

I'm so used to failure,
so what's the real risk?
It'll just be another name
on my unsuccessful list.

I'll take a step forward
and let myself fly.
I wonder what'll happen
if I let myself try.

In the DarkWhat's going on?
I'm left in the dark,
but I think it's because you care.

So tired, confused,
worried and anxious
Alone with only my thoughts.

Come home, what's wrong?
Is everything okay?
Tell me what's happening, please.

I won't get upset,
but you won't say a word,
and I think it's because you care.

29. School (Bleach)At the Shinigami Academy, I sit behind a boy named Shunsui Kyouraku.

He's an... interesting guy.

Although he often flirts with every single girl in the class (including me!), he's actually a pretty nice guy. I talk to him a lot when I get bored in class.

He's a noble. The Kyouraku family is one of the most prestigious families in all of Soul Society, in fact. So why doesn't Shunsui care?

I couldn't tell you. I guess it's just his personality. He doesn't care where people are from. I like that about him.

And Shunsui's best friend...

Jushiro Ukitake. I have such a huge crush on him...

His beautiful hazel eyes, his friendly persona, his r

Calm Before the StormKeep your ears open.
Keep your eyes peeled.
Do you see the stampede
penetrating the field?

It's coming for you
and for all you hold dear.
But just look through its walls-
Do you not see fear?

I hear the wind howl.
It rustles the leaves.
It sways the brittle branches
on the half-barren trees.

The enemy is coming forward.
I'm afraid it can see
my future, my whole life,
and all that's inside of me.

Just light a match
if the power goes out.
You will survive this,
I haven't a doubt.

I wish you good luck,
for I must leave now.
I swear I'll return,
I solemnly vow.

The night is all black.
the lights have gone dead.
I'm lighting a match..
See?

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France POV

I blink. "Scotland is your... brother?"

The boys large green eyes grew even bigger. He looked as if he has given away an important secret, which he probably has. He looked to the ground nervously.

The child doesn't look as if he is going to answer, so I continue. "Then, you're a nation?" I ask him.

His head shot up, and his large eyebrows furrowed in anger and confusion. "How do you know about that?!" he demanded.

I smiled gently at him, hoping it woul

Waking UpI am not dead,
I'm simply in bliss.
Far, far away
from your land of decay.

I feel so numb,
but that's the best feeling.
No senses at all,
surrounded by walls.

Nothing to worry about,
no people in sight.
No fashion, trends, style?
I'll just stay a while.

Music and voices
invade through the walls.
Don't be so loud...
Don't drag me back out!

The world comes into focus,
I blink through the haze.
I don't want to be here
In the everyday drear.

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~ancientfire33 Dec 15, 2012 Student Writer

I love it! <3
God, how true this is: my crush is like awesome and P.E, music, school xD
Damn, but I am sure you aren't Ugly
And c'mon everyone is awkward.

Uncoordinated people for the win!

jejeje me 2
Its better to be loud, than quiet! :3
Hey its better being weird, than a clone. ^^

jajajaja sorry for doing that, I just had 2!

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~SourAir Dec 15, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Aww, thank you!!! ^^ Yay for being uncoordinated!!!

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~ancientfire33 Dec 15, 2012 Student Writer

jajajajaja we are cuteis for it!
We can fall into boys arms and be like, I'm so sorry I am so uncoordinated! :3

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~SourAir Dec 15, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Haha, that is a genius idea!!! XD

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~ancientfire33 Dec 15, 2012 Student Writer

Try it! I'm too shy to do so! :3

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~SourAir Dec 15, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Haha! If I get desperate enough, lol! I probably wouldn't be able to either! XD

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~ancientfire33 Dec 15, 2012 Student Writer

jajajaja Oh and this guy name Mack is chatting with me all the time now, why don't I like guys who like me for me? weird, loud, ugly, uncoordinated me!

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~SourAir Dec 15, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Haha! XD They're hard to find, lol!

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~TheWhiteJewel Dec 13, 2012

Every teenager in the world has this at some point.

But only few can write it so well.

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~SourAir Dec 14, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you~! ^^

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