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modify delete 40350 - from Audora240 , 16 yrs (Finland) - 2022-07-21
Writer - "Trying to find someone who would be interested to chat about writing books"

The title says it already, I'm posting this message so that I can find someone to talk about writing books. I personally am writing a trilogy and am not (yet) an official author and to achieve that it will probably take years..
ANYWAYS, let me tell you something about my book so that you know what you are going to be listening me talking if you decide to contact me!

So the trilogy will probably be called 'The Mistakes of Gods: *name of the book*'. It is about a war that was started by the gods, without them really never noticing it, and then following a bunch of characters thousands of years later trying to live their lives, fill their contracts and solving how exactly can you end the war.
And I won't apologize how I'm going to torture the reader by writing endings and fates for the chracters that (hopefully) will break hearts.
And as a warning, this series is going to contain stuff like war crimes, horrifying deaths done by the Daughter of the Death and so on. I'll give TW's but this is still a warning so that you can be prepared. And so that you won't think that the series is going to be just a bunch of spooky and terrible events, I promise you that there is going to be a right ending to it all and many happy scenes :)
Also, if we ever start chatting, you need to answer this question: Do you want to get *heavy* spoilers or just some lighter ones?

Soo I'll be glad to chat with you! (I mean, if, hopefully, I didn't drive out everyone...)
Thanks, Kiitos, Tack, Danke, ありがとうございます for your time, have a great day! ^^


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modify delete 40366 - Reply from Laura46 , 11 yrs (USA) - 2022-08-29

I would like to talk to you. I am also writing a book. I am a published author but not for a book. My book is about sisters living in the woods of Canada in the 1700s. You book sounds cool!

modify delete 40347 - from Jackie150 , 12 yrs (Canada) - 2022-07-16
Writer - "I know why the caged bird sings"

So I'm doing this thing where I make a poem out of a book title

I know why the caged bird sings

It sings for a hope long gone

for life, it will never have

Joys it will never experience

And yet it still sings

Its spirit is as free and broad as its wings

Ps This is just a first draft, if you have any criticism, feel free to post them in the comments.


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modify delete 40368 - Reply from Laura46 , 11 yrs (USA) - 2022-08-30

beautiful! (; love it

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modify delete 40351 - Reply from Audora240 (Finland) - 2022-07-21

This was quite beutiful so thank you for writing this and publishing it so that I was able to read it!
-Audora

modify delete 40310 - from Kaya51 , 14 yrs (Canada) - 2022-06-05
Writer - "Preview of my story- Untitled (Sorry I can't think of a title yet hehe)"

Hi! I'm Kaya from Canada and I have never written one of these forums before, so I thought I would give it a shot with a preview of one of my books I was writing. Being indigenous, I thought it would be cool to write a thriller with an indigenous protagonist! Here goes!

Joanna Trails, more commonly known to her friends as Joey, is an enthusiastic 16 year old indigenous girl with a great outlook on life, despite her humble life as a poor waitress in the constantly growing city of Ottawa. Her life was pretty laid back. Between a routine job, backpacking, and hanging around her best friends, life couldn't get any better. Until, of course, the apocalypse began.

In the middle of a rainy afternoon, the streets of Ottawa began erupting into chaos. People running for their lives up and down the streets, in and out of the grand historic buildings and skyscrapers, being hunted down and slewn by hideous creatures that looked as though they had been made by the devil himself. Cannibals. Terrible monsters that Joey had grown up hearing about in her grandmother's old horror stories. Wendigos. Panicking and horribly terrified, she and her friends all seek refuge in a hardware store, unknowingly being hunted by the demons who have taken over their beautiful city. Teaming up with ten other survivors who were also hiding in the store, among them her two best friends; Charlie, a blind man with incredible intelligence and talents, and Cody, kind-hearted religious boy with unbinding loyalty to her, Joey attempts to weather the storm. Only after a sudden attack on her fortress does she realize the imposing danger. Between Wendigos lurking around every corner, shapeshifters, and a gang of escaped criminals known as "The Rebellion" wandering the streets and forests surrounding the city, Joey can only try to do one thing to save herself and her companions. Survive. Will she succeed? I guess we'll see...

Well guys, thanks for reading, if you have made it this far! haha. I'm not really experienced at writing at all, and I have never written a description before! I hope I did good! Let me know if I should continue writing this story, and if so, I will write a couple chapters here for y'all to read if you want. Also, if anyone is looking for a pen pal that is interested in writing, feel free to hit me up! Thanks! Byeeee! < 3
-K.G.


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modify delete 40326 - Reply from Amaani5 , 11 yrs (Great Britain) - 2022-06-15

Ok! I will message you!

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modify delete 40324 - Reply from Kaya38 , 14 yrs (Canada) - 2022-06-14

Oh really? Haha that's cool! Imagine we had chosen the same colour too! Haha. Yeah sure! I would love to be friends!

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modify delete 40320 - Reply from Amaani5 , 12 yrs (Great Britain) - 2022-06-10

Your welcome!
I actually remember seeing that blue version of the picture, lol!
Would you like to be friends?

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modify delete 40314 - Reply from Kaya51 , 14 yrs (Canada) - 2022-06-07

Thank you! I should probably submit a first chapter then haha.
OMG! That's so scary! HAHA! We must be secret twins! I literally chose this picture at random too haha!!That's so strange haha.

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modify delete 40311 - Reply from Amaani5 (Great Britain) - 2022-06-07

Oooh nice, I'm excited to learn more. Specially bout the shapeshifters! And umm... Are you my unknown twin or something cause we share pretty much the same interests and also, matching profile pictures!

modify delete 40292 - from Pramuditha 134 , 15 yrs (Sri Lanka) - 2022-05-16
Writer - "Checking out opinions"

Um…hey! I am a teenage boy who indulge in writing novels and I’m currently working on my first novel which I am hoping to publish on this September. The thing is that since Sri Lanka is not an English speaking country, English teenage novels like mine are not quite popular among kids of my age. So I thought is I can ask about their opinions in an international platform, and get feedbacks it would be grate.

To give a small plot description about my ongoing novel, it’s anthropomorphic, has a non fiction structure and teenage oriented. Due to that reason a lot of people are not interested in a novel like the movie “ Zootopia” where all characters are human like animals or animal like humans. The story illustrates around the protagonist, a lion who is college students in Illinois. He’s from a village and he lives with his grandma so they are not that much wealthy either. In the college he meets a new friend, who is a tiger who eventually offers him to stay with him as room mates when the lion wander around for days without accommodation as the college doesn’t have dorms. However they spend a blissful life as good friends until one day the tiger gets sick and later being diagnosed with Leukemia. The tiger has grown under foster care and his guardian has died a few years ago so the lion was the only person who was there with him to support. However the lion take all the issues to his shoulders, while running a part time job while learning and helping his friend with treatments. However then they face an economical crisis as neither of them can’t afford to do those cancer treatments but Howe their friends help him to safe his friends life. Then there’s a big chapter about how they find the money for treatments and keeping the tiger mentally strong and healthy. However in the end, it will end happily, hopefully and then they will be together again, after a very heart touching part.

So that’s the plot. Please let me know your opinions about that and I gratefully accept your suggestions and things that you think will be nice to add. I just gave the general Plato but in between their are many wonderful parts including humor, romance, tragedy, adventure etc. thank you your time. Have a nice day.


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modify delete 40352 - Reply from Gayathri231 , 16 yrs (Sri Lanka) - 2022-07-25

Hey, as a fellow Sri Lankan teenager, I can understand what you say, only translations of most popular teen books such as Harry Potter are popular here. I think your plot is good tho. Good luck!

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modify delete 40341 - Reply from Jackie150 (Canada) - 2022-07-13

You should try wattpad.It's basically like social media but for books

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modify delete 40315 - Reply from Kaya51 , 14 yrs (Canada) - 2022-06-07

Hi! I think your story is very wonderful! And heart-warming! I think it is DEFINATELY worth publishing, and I would be very happy to read it once it is published!

modify delete 40265 - from Rose195 , 15 yrs (Germany) - 2022-04-13
Writer - "thoughts from a perfectionistic people pleaser looking for peace"

And the memories come back
Again and again, as if to say
Life is too short to waste it
On unprecious things

And maybe
Music decorates time
The same way
Art decorates places

And maybe
Words are endless
And beautiful
Unique in every way

And maybe - just maybe
Life isn't so much
A waste of motivation
But an opportunity to try


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modify delete 40266 - Reply from Madeline64 , 11 yrs (Canada) - 2022-04-15

Beautiful! I love it!

modify delete 40242 - from Amaani5 , 11 yrs (Great Britain) - 2022-03-24
Writer - "WEEKLY TIPS: 1"

Hi, I randomly decided to share weekly writing tips
1: ALWAYS, ALWAYS, ALWAYS make notes. Plan out the basic story line of the book, write a list of chapters and what happens in each of them. Then just follow that guide and flesh out your story. I always used to be so lazy about this, but now I've been doing it and it helps SO much. It will make sure you don't lose track of what's going on in your story.


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modify delete 40346 - Reply from Jackie150 , 12 yrs (Canada) - 2022-07-16

Wow I didn't know his could help that many people.

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modify delete 40342 - Reply from Jackie150 , 12 yrs (Canada) - 2022-07-14

Another strategy is freewriting which is writing all your ideas on a piece of paper. Then put it into a planner and work from there with drafts until you have a final project

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modify delete 40246 - Reply from Amaani5 , 11 yrs (Great Britain) - 2022-03-29

Thanks! I'll be sharing any tips I come across every week, and maybe they'll end up helping other writers!

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modify delete 40244 - Reply from Madeline64 , 11 yrs (Canada) - 2022-03-27

Thank you for this tip! It is something I really struggle with usually because I lose interest in my original idea due to not planning enough, so thank you for this.

modify delete 40206 - from Livi186 , 12 yrs (USA) - 2022-03-01
Writer - "Write"

Bonjour! I love writing books, especially mysteries. I look for inspiration at museums, outside, at the mall… you can find inspiration anywhere!


modify delete 40204 - from Isabella192 , 12 yrs (France) - 2022-02-28
Writer - "Chapitre 1 d'une nouvelle histoire :)"

Descendants de l'Olympe
Tome 1 : La faux de Cronos
Isabella M. & Manon F.


Chapitre 1 : Comment on a dégommé un Minotaure
Cela faisait 10 ans que Katerina, Daphné et Nikos fréquentaient la colonie des sangs-mêlés, mais jamais un tel événement n’était survenu. Ils avaient tous 14 ans et du plus loin qu’ils se souviennent, ils avaient toujours été réveillés par la conque qui résonnait, enseignés aux combats féroces et avaient toujours plus au moins apprécié les cours de grec ancien, et ce, depuis leur tendre enfance. Ils ne connaissaient pas d’autre famille que leur famille divine et leurs vrais amis résidaient tous à la colonie. Ils étaient comblés et ne nécessitaient de rien à part peut-être de rencontrer leur parent divin, celui qui les avaient mis au monde ou légué ses atouts.
Être demi-dieu et demi-déesse n’était pas simple. C’était même carrément dangereux. Un matin de juillet, alors que la plupart des jeunes étaient partis retrouver leur famille, nos trois amis s’entrainaient au tir à l’arc au bord du lac. Nikos et Katerina manquaient leur cible la plupart du temps, mais Daphné, experte en la matière, n’en manquaient aucune.
-C’est pas possible, ça ! S’est exclamée Katerina
-On n’est pas taillé pour ça, nous, a renchéri Nikos, notre truc à nous, c’est le combat rapproché !
Katerina a sorti un poignard de sa poche et Nikos a dégainé une épée. Les rayons de soleil se reflétaient sur les lames parfaitement aiguisées et éblouissaient Daphné qui s’apprêtait à lancer une flèche.
-Ah ! Arrêtez ça, je n’arrive plus à viser !
Elle a décoché une flèche qui est partie à vive allure en direction de Katerina. Elle s’est accroupie juste à temps et la flèche a frôlé ses longues boucles blondes avant d’aller se planter dans un arbre non loin de là. Encore une fois, ses réflexes la sauvaient.
-Oh, par tous les dieux ! Je suis désolée Katerina, ton poignard m’éblouissait et je n’ai pas fais attention ! S’est affolé Daphné
-Ne t’inquiètes pas, va. Je suis rodée, maintenant, depuis que tu m’en as envoyé une dans le ventre !
Katerina a soulevé son débardeur aux couleurs de la colonie et a laissé paraitre une cicatrice rosée.
-Ah oui, je m’en souviens. Ça a dû faire mal d’ailleurs… A fait remarquer Daphné
-Ah bah ça ! J’ai juste perdu quoi, 25 % de mon sang ? Ce n’est rien, je suis dure comme le roc, moi ! A ri Katerina
Daphné a rangé ses flèches dans son carquois et Katerina a remis son poignard dans son fourreau.
-Il est où Nikos ? A alors demandé Daphné
Katerina a fouillé de son regard argent les alentours, puis a haussé les épaules.
-Aucune idée.
Soudain, un cri strident a retentit. Les deux filles se sont précipitées vers la provenance du son. Là, au milieu d’une plaine, un minotaure terrorisait une jeune fille.
-Rah ! Il n’est jamais là quand on a besoin de lui ! A craché Katerina
-Comment ça ? A demandé Nikos
-Ah, tu es là, toi ! S’est joyeusement exclamée Daphné
-Trêve de bla-bla. On sait pas comment, mais un minotaure se trouve ici, et il faut le neutraliser… Nikos ?! A hurlé Katerina
Il s’était élancé droit sur le monstre. Cependant, il n’a pas fait le fier longtemps car en deux temps trois mouvements, le monstre l’emprisonnait dans sa poigne. Katerina a juré en grec ancien. « Ah ouais quand même, elle doit vraiment être en rogne pour dire ça. » a pensé Daphné en entendant cette insulte. Katerina s’est élancée à son tour sur le monstre, a grimpé jusqu’à sa tête et s’est agrippée à une corne.
-Daphné ! A-t-elle hurlé, crève les yeux de cette chose !
Daphné a bandé son arc et a visé l’œil droit de la bête. La flèche a atteint sa cible et le monstre a hurlé. Katerina en a profité pour sortir son poignard qu’elle avait toujours sur elle et l’a planté dans le cœur de la bête féroce. Nikos a tranché les jambes de l’homme-taureau et ce dernier s’est écroulée en un bruit sourd.
Daphné s’est approchée du monstre. Katerina a sauter de son dos et a atterri sur le sol. Elle était tâchée de sang visqueux : rien d’appétissant.
-Il est mort ? A demandé Daphné, toujours sous le choc
-Un monstre ne meurt jamais. Mais celui-ci devrait nous laisser tranquille pendant un moment. A soufflé Katerina
Les 3 amis se sont regardés, interloqués et choqués. Ah ! S’ils savaient que ce combat n’était que le premier d’une longue lignée !


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modify delete 40209 - Reply from Isabella192 , 12 yrs (France) - 2022-03-02

Merci :)

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modify delete 40207 - Reply from Madeline71 , 11 yrs (Canada) - 2022-03-01

J'adore ca! Bien fait!

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modify delete 40205 - Reply from Isabella192 , 12 yrs (France) - 2022-02-28

Je sais que c'est long, merci si vous avez lu, est-ce que ça vous plaît ? Car j'ai une suite si vous avez aimé :)

modify delete 40197 - from Isabella192 , 12 yrs (France) - 2022-02-25
Writer - "Voici une histoire que j'ai écrite"

Le Pari Mortel
Isabella M.

-Allez, Jane ! Même pas peur !
Chester se tenait devant la maison abandonnée. Jane n’était vraiment pas rassurée. « Me voilà dans un beau pétrin » se disait-elle. Si Jane n‘avait pas accepté ce pari débile que Mona, sa pire ennemie, lui avait lancé, elle ne serait pas là. Elle serait tranquillement assise au fin fond de son canapé, matant pour la énième fois sa série préférée.
Mais non, Jane n’avait pas refusé de tenter d’entrer par effraction dans le bureau de la directrice du lycée, ni refusé de mettre le désordre comme elle ne l’avait jamais fait. Naïve, elle avait cru que pour une fois, Mona lui proposait un pari équitable. Quelle erreur ! Bien sûr cette peste avait fait en sorte que Jane se fasse attraper la main dans le sac. Le pire, c’est qu’en plus d’être obligée de ramasser les déchets qui trainaient dans la cour après les cours, elle devait s’introduire dans la vieille maison abandonnée qui avait auparavant appartenu à un couple de retraités étranges.
Et cette fois là, devant la façade de cette terrifiante maison, elle ne le sentait vraiment, vraiment pas. Nonobstant, pas le choix, Mona l’épiait pour être sûre que Jane respecte sa parole. Ce qui réconfortait un tant soit peu Jane, c’est qu’au moins, elle ne serait pas seule. Chester, son meilleur ami, avait accepté de l’accompagner. En même temps, si ça lui permettait de se dorer la pilule chez les filles du coin, tout était bon à prendre. Jane grommela :
-Parle pour toi.
Jane poussa la porte d’entrée de la maison. Elle grinça et Jane et Chester entrèrent. Chester alluma sa lampe torche et regarda autour de lui. Il n’y avait l’air d’avoir personne. Jane, elle, tremblait comme une feuille.
-Tranquille, il n’y a personne. Tenta de la rassurer Chester
Jane regretta qu’il ait dit ça, car au même moment, la porte d’entrée se referma brutalement et la lampe torche s’éteignit. Ils étaient désormais dans le noir, et la porte refusait de se rouvrir. Jane attrapa la main de Chester et dit :
-Ne me lâche pas !
Chester ne répondit pas tout de suite.
-Tu ne me tiens pas. Finit-il par lâcher
Jane tenta de retirer vivement sa main, mais ne réussit pas. Elle hurla :
-Lâchez-moi !
Chester attrapa sa lampe torche et tenta de l’allumer. Elle s’alluma après quelques ratés. Jane aperçut alors ce qui la retenait. Une main verte et pourrie, comme celle d’un cadavre en décomposition. Un râle retentit et Jane remarqua qu’une espèce de zombie la fixait. Elle hurla de plus belle, attrapa une coupe non loin de là et l’abattit sur la créature. Cette dernière se recroquevilla, libérant Jane de sa poigne. Jane se précipita vers Chester.
-On fait quoi, maintenant ? Demanda Jane, paniquée
-On devrait chercher une sortie.
Pour une fois, Chester avait l’air sérieux et semblait avoir compris que, pour impressionner les nanas, il fallait d’abord survivre.
-Et si on allait à l’étage ? Proposa Jane
Elle se tourna vers les escaliers. Ils avaient l’air de pouvoir s’effondrer à tout moment. Jane posa prudemment son pied sur la première marche. L’escalier craqua, mais ne céda pas sous le poids de Jane. Elle grimpa rapidement les escaliers et indiqua à Chester d’en faire de même. Ils entrèrent dans une pièce qui ressemblait à une chambre, la seule pièce dont la porte avait accepté de s’ouvrir. Chester, anticipant une nouvelle attaque de quelconque créature, plaça une chaise entre la porte et l’embrasure de celle-ci, l’empêchant ainsi de se refermer. Jane, pendant ce temps, avait remarqué une petite fenêtre, cependant assez grande pour que les deux adolescents sortent. Avec un peu d’huile de coude, elle réussit à l’ouvrir. Elle était sur le point de sauter, quand une main l’en empêcha.
-Mauvaise idée.
Ce n’était pas la voix de Chester. Jane se retourna et vit une femme à la peau blanchâtre, pratiquement transparente. Ses ongles peinturlurés en rose flashy se plantaient dans la peau de Jane, et traçaient de petits arcs de cercles ensanglantés. Elle était habillée à la limite du vulgaire : Minijupe en cuir, talons aiguilles et mini haut rose sous une veste en cuir noire. Ses lèvres étaient recouvertes d’un rouge vif, rappelant la couleur du sang. Les cils de ses yeux verts étaient maquillés par du rimmel noir et un trait d’eye-liner sur sa paupière rappelait à Jane le maquillage grossier de Mona.
Jane regarda autour d’elle, cherchant après Chester. Aucune trace de lui. La femme tira Jane en arrière et Jane alla s’écraser contre un mur. La femme referma la fenêtre, anéantissant les espoirs de s’enfuir de Jane. Elle s’approcha de Jane, toujours à terre, et s’accroupit. Ses lèvres s’étirèrent en un sourire malsain et elle dit :
-Même pas peur.
Le surlendemain, les journaux publièrent des avis de recherches. « Jane Mayfield et Chester Mc. Morhaut, adolescents de 16 et 17 ans, disparus dans la nuit du 14 au 15 novembre 1982, dans les alentours de la maison abandonnée. Si vous détenez toute information, veuillez prévenir les forces de l’ordre ».
Ce qui arriva à Jane et Chester ?
On ne les revit jamais. Enfin, les habitants de ce petit village anglais ne les revirent jamais. La légende raconte qu’ils auraient été transformés en démons par la femme et qu’ils se seraient vengés de Mona, qui succomba à une maladie mystérieuse. Depuis, on raconte que les deux amis parcourent le monde pour châtier les jeunes qui lancent des paris trop osés qui coutent la vie à leurs victimes…
Si j’avais un conseil pour vous, ce serait d’éviter de vous amuser à lancer des défis idiots à vos ennemis comme à vos amis, ou vous finirez probablement comme Mona…


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modify delete 40201 - Reply from Isabella192 , 12 yrs (France) - 2022-02-26

Merci :)

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modify delete 40200 - Reply from Madeline71 , 11 yrs (Canada) - 2022-02-25

J’aime sa beaucoup! Bien fait! :D

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modify delete 40199 - Reply from Isabella192 , 12 yrs (France) - 2022-02-25

Ah et puis je voulais dire, si vous avez des remarques, n'hésitez pas, je sais que c'est LOIN d'être parfait :/

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modify delete 40198 - Reply from Chloé192 , 12 yrs (France) - 2022-02-25

Spécialement pour Madeline :)

Je sais que c'est long alors merci si vous avez lu en entier, ça compte énormément pour moi merci ! :)

modify delete 40190 - from Madeline71 , 11 yrs (Canada) - 2022-02-22
Writer - "Hi! I love writing, so here is a preview of a story I'm writing!:)"

Lizzy and Harper Barnes were world famous scientists, known for creating crazy mixtures that cured severe illnesses. They had a huge lab that was located underground in London, England that no other soul in the world knew how to get into. Or so they thought.
One night, after a long day of mixing and stirring on an attempt to cure cancer, Lizzy and Harper decided to get some well needed rest and get back to work in the morning. They had a built in house connected to their lab, with more stuff then any human could ever need.
“I think we should go to sleep, now, Harper.” Lizzy mumbled, rubbing her hazel eyes wearily.
“But what if somebody breaks in?” Harper asked in his usual state of worry.
“Our lab is underground with fourteen security measures and six security guards. I think we’re good. Besides, how can we work properly without a good night’s sleep?” Lizzy argued.
“But I’M not tired.”
“Yeah right. You’re using the paint splattered counter to steady yourself. Come on, we’re going to bed.” Izzy dragged Harper out of the lab, and into their bedroom. She dropped Harper in the bottom bunk, and took her seat at the top. “Good night, partner.” She yawned.
“Good night.” Harper replied, his voice muffled by his pillow.
Meanwhile, three small figures lurked around the entrance to Lizzy and Harper’s lab.
“It has to be here somewhere.” A dark, raspy voice came from one of the figures.
“Come on, can we just go back to our base? We’ve been searching for hours, and it’s past midnight. I’m exhausted.” The smallest of the three whined.
“NO! We can’t give up now! We’ve been plotting to ruin these lab rats’ reputation for years now! And we’re so close, I can taste it.” The tallest yelled, his voice echoing off the dark, empty streets of London.
“Yeah.” The first cloaked figure and the leader of the group agreed. “And we didn’t binge watch every possible channel on T.V that mentioned them for nothing. This could be our victory!”
“Fine, whatever. But if I collapse, it’s on you.” The smallest crossed their arms in defiance.
“Wait! I smell something.” The tallest whispered. “It smells like something… radioactive.”
“FOLLOW IT!” The leader demanded, the smallest nodding their head vigorously in agreement.
The tallest continued to smell the air, until it became so strong they nearly fainted.
The tallest pointed to an uneven layer of concrete. “This is it.” He said.
“Perfect! Good work, Alexander. Tyler, pull out your concrete blaster.” The leader ordered.
Tyler, the smallest, pulled out a slim, gray, dull looking gun from his black cloak. “This one, Gus?”
“Yeah, that one. Do it!”
Tyler took a deep breath before pulling the silver trigger, sending hundreds of tiny red hot bullets at the concrete, causing it to melt away.
Tyler, Alexander, and Gus gasped when they noticed a sleek black ladder sticking up from the hole.
“Yes!” They exclaimed in usion. The three had met eleven years ago, when they were ten years old.
Since then, they’d been plotting against Lizzy and Harper but nobody knew why.
This was the closest they’ve ever gotten to achieving their goal, to ruin Lizzy and Harper’s reputation as the best scientists to ever live, and nothing was going to stop them now.
Slowly, one by one, they descended the ladder. They gaped at the sight of the magnificent lab. They were the only ones other than Lizzy and Harper themselves who had actually seen it, and it was certainly a sight to behold.
Tyler paused before following Gus and Alexander. “Wait- what about the fourteen security measures we heard about on the news? You know, like, the passwords?”
“Nobody cares about that, Ty.” Gus smiled in pride as he examined a thin test tube filled with a mysterious purple liquid. “We’re lucky we got off easy.”
“Yeah! I mean, look at this!” Alexander shouted in excitement, holding up a book labeled, ‘Easy Elixirs’.
“Shh! You’re going to wake them up, Alex! And don’t let your hood down, in case there are security cameras.” Gus put his finger to his dry lips.
“And what about the six security guards? Huh? What about those?” Tyler demanded.
“I don’t know, nobody cares, shrimp! What matters is that we do what we need to do and get out of here before we get caught!” Gus placed the test tube back on the marble counter.
“So then, what do we do, Gus?” Alexander asked, clueless though he’d played a huge part in creating the plan itself.
“What do you mean??? Dude, have you been brainwashed or something? The plan, dude, the plan!” Gus whispered harshly, shaking Alexander’s shoulders.
“Right.” Alexander nodded, adjusting his black framed glasses.
“In case you need a reminder, our plan is to unleash a fatal pandemic, leaving traces of it everywhere in this lab. Then, we will proceed to frame these idiots and we will be victorious and powerful!” Gus boomed proudly. “I’ll do the mixing and creating, Alex can leave traces of it everywhere, and Ty, you’ll be on watch to make sure nobody sees us and hand me the necessary items. Got it?” He instructed.
He didn’t wait for a reply. “First, the ingredients. I have been planning this recipe for AGES!”
“We.” Tyler interrupted. “We have been planning this recipe for ages.”
Gus cleared his throat. “Right. Anyways, first, give me that green bag.”
“Which one? There are a million green bags in here. Green is like, the science color.”
“Shut up, man.”
“No you shut up!”
“Can we just get to work, guys?”
“Seriously, you are the lousiest work partners ever!”
“Yeah right.”
“What did I do?”
“Just give me that.”
Eventually, with a lot of work and arguing, there sat a vial of what would be the deadliest virus to ever live. Alexander had left obvious exposure of all the ingredients around the lab, so Lizzy and Harper were sure to be blamed.
The three boys high fived in celebration. “This is it, guys!” Gus exclaimed with pride. “Our victory in a vial!”
He put on three layers of plastic gloves and grabbed the vial. “Now let’s get out of he-”
Before he could finish, a large, muscular man tackled them. When he’d pinned them all to the ground, Tyler mumbled, “I told you so.” Under his breath.
“You guys are going to be in BIG trouble for breaking into this lab.” The man’s gruff voice stated. “Or maybe I should just take care of you, one by one.” He lifted his fist above Tyler’s terrified face. “You first.”


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modify delete 40222 - Reply from Madeline71 , 11 yrs (Canada) - 2022-03-12

Thanks! Nice to meet you!

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modify delete 40219 - Reply from Morgan225 (USA) - 2022-03-10

Hi Madeline! I like your story so far! I'm Canadian too but my family moved to the US.

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modify delete 40196 - Reply from Madeline71 , 11 yrs (Canada) - 2022-02-25

Sure! And thank you so much, that means a lot!

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modify delete 40195 - Reply from Isabella192 , 12 yrs (France) - 2022-02-24

Hi, I read your story, and I liked it! I also love writing, can we be friends?

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modify delete 40191 - Reply from Madeline71 , 11 yrs (Canada) - 2022-02-22

It's really long, so I hope you take the time to read it! :) I'll post more of it soon if you enjoy it!

modify delete 40110 - from Diana243 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-11-20
Writer - "Just messing around with a word document"

Her eyes narrow toward the darkened vault

Counting the starts above her head

Her fingers point out the faint details

That the average soul would have certainly overlooked



And he noticed these simple attributes

Alongside her childlike outlook on the universe

And carefully placed his words

To align her emotions like a perfect puzzle



She listened with intent

Watching his lips move from corner to side

While he recited the lines

From deep within his complex mind



She formulated a response

Gentle and lovely

Against his hopeful mindset

That balanced his speech



And then they slipped into each other’s arms

Afraid yet overwhelmed with newly equipped excitement

As they perched below the night sky

With the cold breeze brushing their skin


modify delete 40095 - from Maggie28 (USA) - 2021-11-04
Writer - "Random Poem?"

The torrid afternoon settles like a
blanket over my bones.
I suck in a thick breath,
air laden with intense moisture.
The sky feels like an ellipsis,
tension building until
heat lightning splits the sky,
without storm, without warning.
The subject changes, the rain falls


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modify delete 40096 - Reply from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-11-06

This is really good!

modify delete 40045 - from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-10-05
Writer - "Dear Mrs White"

Oh Mrs White how was your death?
Was it full of sorrow
or full of dread?
Did you dance among moonbeams
on your way to the stars
Was it a long journey leaving scars?
Were you surrounded in linen
pure and white
or covered in satin
as dark as your soul
Did it hurt when you fell
through the chasm below
Or was it quite slowly like a blanket of snow
Please answer my question about your past
My time is coming and I will not last


modify delete 40015 - from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-09-12
Writer - "Hey guys!"

Hi guys I knw its been to long since I posted anything and I hope none of you thought I died due to mysterious circumstances! I'm doing fine I started school a few weeks ago which has made me insanely busy and stressed not giving me a ton of time to be creative, If any of you guys want to give me a prompt for a poem I would love to write it as soon as I can!


modify delete 39973 - from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-08-18
Writer - "The truth"

Excuse me but this is very odd
Our worlds on fire but the hose is off
Water rises pumped inside
But that's when monsters begin to arise
"Full of toxins!"
they yell and shriek
We must find other ways to make ends meet
The man with power!
They sing with joy
His wealth is huge with much employed
"Excuse me sir could you spare a dime
To help us live and our descendants thrive?"
His chuckle rings inside our ears
"Of course my peasents, true and dear!
First though I must run to the stars!"
His manical thoughts created scars
Excuse me but this is very off
Our worlds on fire but the hose is off
The water poisons in the pump
The hose is on but this waters off
Far and few have taken a drink
Without them this world will shrink


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modify delete 40039 - Reply from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-09-28

thank you!

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modify delete 40029 - Reply from Manishi 134 (Sri Lanka) - 2021-09-22

WOW...Impressive

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modify delete 39975 - Reply from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-08-19

Thanks!

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modify delete 39974 - Reply from Amaani0 (Great Britain) - 2021-08-19

I like it!

modify delete 39962 - from clara250 , 16 yrs (China) - 2021-08-08
Writer - "[HP]欧石楠的绽放"

  
  短发男生像是受了什么刺激一样迅速重新卷好纸条,在确认老师一直眯着眼陶醉着烟草带来的舒适的麻醉感后,飞速地戳了一下前面同学的后背,好像被火烫着了一样以迅雷不及掩耳之势将纸条塞给了他的前桌。
  前面的同学本来在专心做题,突然来了这么一下子,惊得他倒吸了一口气,不过,在监考老师觉察到他的异常之前,及时地把它化作了有一个喷嚏。他抹了抹额角的冷汗,小心翼翼地把皱成一团的纸条搁在桌子下的腿之间展开,眼睛不自然地保持着凝视桌面上的试卷的姿势。在看到那一串具有威胁意味的字迹后,他如法炮制,也将纸条迅速塞给了前桌。
  他的前桌本来就是格林的小弟之一,早就聪明地领会到了尼娜的意图,知道她针对的是尤妮斯,而且他也可以从整个事件中获得不少好处,所以在内心窃喜了一下,将纸条传给了下一个人。
  尤妮斯闭上眼睛,深深地吸了一口气,感觉有一簇火苗“噌噌”地在胸腔里向上冒着。她强压下怒火,往后瞥了一眼——纸条现在在安德莉亚·塞西尔地手里——她稍稍松了一口气:因为塞西尔是自己的朋友。
  纸条距离自己还有一个课桌的间隔,尤妮斯甚至开始希望安德莉亚·塞西尔能够检举尼娜。这样,至少不是只有自己会被尼娜和格林围攻,多一个人来承担总是好些的——自己会不会有点自私呢?
  
插入书签 
作者有话要说:
下一章会出现第一个男配角!会暗戳戳地发糖哒!
加之,欧石楠的含义会在下一章第一次显现
我预计着下一章或者下下章就能出现猫头鹰!
感觉前面的铺垫和伏笔有一点多,所以会在后几章慢慢展开解释
欢迎一切意见!


modify delete 39961 - from clara250 , 16 yrs (China) - 2021-08-08
Writer - "[HP]欧石楠的绽放"

5.没有硝烟的“战争”
  终于熬到了期末考试的那一天。
  最后一场是尤妮斯最拿手的数学。一般来说,每次她考数学都毫无压力,只是这一次可能因为是升学考试,所以试题普遍较难。前面的题也都还好,就是在最后一道大题上,她多费了点时间,好在之前她专门研究过升学考的出题套路,总算绞尽脑汁地写出了最后一道题。
  “呼!”尤妮斯长吁了一口气,稍微活动了一下指节,揉了揉酸痛的太阳穴,抬头看了一下钟表上的时间,发现还有半个小时才收卷,内心雀跃了一小下。
  她望了望四周,同学们都还在奋笔疾书,目光扫到最后一排——尼娜正着急地抓着头发——看来她遇到难题了。尤尼斯勾了勾嘴角,觉得这次自己拿第一也是毫无悬念了,看来尼娜要失望了。她决定一出考试结果就把自己锁在卧室里不出门,任尼娜再怎么狂妄也不会像个疯子似地找到自己的家里来。
  正要收回目光,尤妮斯万万没有料到的是,尼娜竟朝她这边看过来了——她那双如狐狸一般眼尾上挑的眼睛危险地紧眯成一条缝,嘴角扬起一道意味不明的笑容,马上埋头动笔写了起来。尤妮斯深感不妙,赶紧回过头去看自己的试卷,锁紧眉头假装思考眼前的一道题,但她已经预感到了尼娜要搞什么鬼把戏。
  她的心“突突”地跳了起来,在内心深处祈祷着上帝,双手的食指放在桌面上悄悄画了一个十字。
  要是她向尼娜的举动做出妥协,尼娜可能会就此放过她,她们会就此毫无交集,各奔东西,但是这不相当于对尼娜过去那些恶劣的花招做出妥协吗?要是她拒绝的话,以尼娜那好胜且不达目的不罢休的性情是一定会对她展开报复的,而且,尤妮斯现在也不太肯定尼娜会不会大白天闯进他们家挑事了——说实话,她也不太确定以自己父母低下的地位能不能拦住因愤怒而发疯的尼娜,她现在考虑着要不要给自家的门再钉上几块木条。
  然而,尤妮斯是绝对不想看到她那张狐狸脸露出得意的嘴脸,尼娜是一定会骄傲地向她父母递上成绩单,还会在嘴里奚落着自己。这怎么可以,自己绝不会让这样的事情发生!尤妮斯握紧了搁在草稿纸上的拳头。
  监考老师正绕着过道巡视,一只手揪着羊毛衬衫上脱落的线头,另一只手摆弄着头发,显得心不在焉。尤妮斯悄悄往后瞥了一眼——尼娜鬼鬼祟祟地瞄了一眼监考老师——他已经坐回了讲台后的木椅上,低头掏出了旱烟袋和烟草。她急切地往后看,尼娜迅速地将写好的纸条团成纸团撇给了她们这一排的倒数第二个同学。
  那个同学留着一头棕色的齐耳短发,看到一个球状的物体从后方抛了过来显然是吓了一大跳,浅黄色的眼珠瞪得浑圆。在看清楚是班里有名的女恶霸传过来后,他忙不迭地用微微颤抖的手展开了那张纸条。上面涂着凌厉的几个大字和一串用血红色的笔写的小字:
  往前传!最后一大题写好了给我,不然你知道是什么下场!


modify delete 39960 - from clara250 , 16 yrs (China) - 2021-08-08
Writer - "[HP]欧石楠的绽放"

4.噩梦
  “尤妮斯?”尤妮斯正忧虑着以后的日子,母亲轻轻唤了她一声,担心地问,“怎么了?有什么事吗?”
  她局促地挪了挪脚,回答道:“哦,老师说下周是升学考试,我想跟你说来着。”
  “啊,我们的尤妮斯肯定能发挥的很棒,对吧?不要有任何压力爸妈会给你找个好中学上的”母亲挤出一个笑容,拍了拍尤妮斯的头,又提醒道,“你的饭已经做好了,先到餐桌上吃着吧。”
  “嗯。”尤妮斯听话地拿了一个白盘子,又从餐具盒里取出一套干净的餐具拖着沉重的脚步进了餐厅,似乎在想着些什么。
  另一边——她满面愁容地望着那个看上去十分瘦弱、似乎被风一吹就会倒的身影离开了厨房,失神地将视线转回了手中的鸡蛋上,却没有注意到打碎的鸡蛋已经流出了晶莹的蛋液淌在了洁白的桌面上,自言自语道:“这孩子,每天都在想些什么呢……”她叹了一口气,继续想到“孩子她爸,你什么时候能从幻想中走出来呢?”突然,她注意到手中鸡蛋里的蛋液都快要流尽了,懊恼地叫了一声:“天哪!”,开始麻利地打扫桌面,而且没有忘记再拿出一个崭新完整的鸡蛋小心翼翼地放到桌面上——这可是最后一盒鸡蛋中的一个了!
  晚上,尤妮斯决定破例在暑假前到阁楼住一夜。那里有清爽的晚风和静谧的星空——她太需要这样一个地方清醒一下头脑了!没准清凉的风和朦胧的月会让她忘记今天发生的奇怪的事和艰难的生活。
  可是她错了,在梦里她依然没消停:先是凯蒂老师考她压强是怎么一回事,她自信地说出答案,老师却一直说她说的不对,她哭着辩解,老师却一直不听她解释。然后凯蒂老师严肃的脸逐渐扭曲,变成了格林那张令人作呕的脸。格林大声地嘲笑着她,说她们家没有房子可住了,只能躺在天上睡觉……随后,格林的头突然变成了两个,一张脸是格林那张大笑的脸,另一张变成了尼娜的脸。尼娜的嘴角怪异的咧开,向耳朵后面咧去,嘴里满是石头和泥土,她尖叫着:“莱斯利!你沙(放心,不是错别字,为了防止被和谐而已……)了我!我要偿你的命!”紧接着,她的嘴里涌出了大量的石头和沙粒,把整个空间都填满了,尤妮斯不受控制地向后倒去,脚下的崩塌成了无数的石子,没有任何物体可以支撑,她直直地向下陷落……
  “啊!”尤妮斯从梦中惊醒,抓紧了手中的毯子,额角不断地流下冷汗,她激烈地大口大口地喘息着,想要吸进新鲜的空气。待她平静下来后,环顾四周——脚下是坚硬的橡木地板,头上是一望无垠的星空——她还好好地呆在家里,身边没有任何人——她只是做了一个梦而已……
  接下来的一周,格林像是为尼娜报仇一样,耍尽了花招来折磨尤妮斯——餐厅里,他的小弟之一:杰瑞伸出长长的腿绊了她一跤;厕所里,尼娜故意用花洒浇她一身水,害得她那天发烧了一晚上;交作业时,尼娜和她自己的朋友故意把黑色的墨水全都倒在了尤妮斯的作业本上;上体育课时,格林把粉笔末撒进了她的水壶里,好在莎伦·格蕾丝发现然后把她的水借给尤妮斯……
  

作者有话要说:
校园欺凌真的是人神共愤!
还好尤妮斯不是个麻瓜......下几章我会好好补偿她的!


modify delete 39959 - from clara250 , 16 yrs (China) - 2021-08-08
Writer - "[HP]欧石楠的绽放"

3.令人忧心的未来
  又想到尼娜对她的威胁和嘲讽,尤妮斯有些恼怒地踢着路边的鹅卵石,盯着它咕噜咕噜的滚到另一块石子旁停下,又飞起一脚将它俩踢远,紧接着追上去再来一脚,直到两块鹅卵石不见了踪影。
  不过,刚才好像发生了件怪事。她放缓了脚步,努力去想是哪一个环节出现了差错。尼娜和格林可恨的脸又一次浮上眼前,格林骂她爸爸穷,尼娜拿出她的手镯,接着侮辱尤妮斯和她爸爸,搞得她十分恼怒……哦,对了……然后是一阵奇特的风吹向了尼娜,她被石子和沙子呛住了……呃,她好像没有向她吹气啊,难不成是因为尤妮斯和尼娜在一种紧张的气场中,压强减小,两边的压强大于中间的,最终气流在我们之间快速流动,造成一阵风刮起来呛了尼娜?以前也有这种现象发生吗?好像确实只有这一次她正面对峙尼娜,但是,她和格林面对面对峙的次数可不在少数……而且以前还真没发生这么奇怪的事……
  就在尤妮斯费力去想的时候,鹅卵石铺成的地面的路已经到了尽头,视野渐渐开阔,眼前矗立着一座小型白色别墅,一共两层,最顶层是个采光不错的阳台,这便是尤妮斯在英国的家,是父亲的父亲留给他们的房子,只不过他老人家早早地就去天堂报道了。一层是客厅和厨房,二层有尤妮斯父母和尤妮斯的卧室,还有一间现在已经堆满了杂物的书房,而她平常看的书都放在尤妮斯卧室的小橱柜里。到了暑假,她会搬出二楼的房间到顶层的天台上看着静谧的夜空入睡——除非夜里有雨。
  门是开着的,尤妮斯进了屋子顺便带上了门。空气中弥漫着吐司的香气,她走进厨房,发现母亲确实在做饭。母亲纤细的腰上系着鲜艳的花围裙,两只手熟捻地打着鸡蛋,脸上带着一丝愁容。尤妮斯知道,父亲肯定又写不出稿子了,现在没准抽着大·麻喝着廉价酒。而且,这个月可能得一直吃吐司面包加黄油了。
  刚到嘴边的话又被无形地阻住——尤妮斯本想把受欺负的事告诉母亲,现在看来,她正经受着比尤妮斯的还强烈的痛苦,她在为整个家庭的收入和吃住担忧。这样一比较,尤妮斯受的这点委屈又算得了什么说出来只会让父母更加忧心。况且,格林的父亲在整个镇上极有地位和威望,尼娜的父亲更是国内小有名气的商贾,即使尤妮斯说出来,父母又能帮她点什么呢?再者,她受气的事又不是一天两天了,很快这个暑假过后自己就会升初中,格林和尼娜肯定到斯梅廷这样大气的学校上学,以他们家这入不敷出的状况,尤妮斯很可能搬到乡下去上学,这个别墅卖掉后还能维持他们家吃喝很长的一段时间,到时候她也不用格林尼娜这样的人欺负了!那就只好说点令人高兴的了——每次都是这样。
  
 
作者有话要说:
唉,摸摸可怜的尤妮斯小朋友


modify delete 39955 - from clara250 , 16 yrs (China) - 2021-08-08
Writer - "[HP]欧石楠的绽放"

2.愤恨者——尤妮斯
  凯文·格林是和尤妮斯同为坎贝尔小学的同学,为人特别刻薄。尽管他出生在贵族家庭,他出身良好的父母并没有教他如何做人。他仗着自己父母有点小资本,每天穿着名牌鞋,带着金手表到学校大肆地炫耀,还拉拢了不少阿谀奉承之徒做他的小弟。平时,他就趾高气扬地带着小弟尽做些欺软怕硬之事。好在,尤妮斯还不是他唯一欺负的目标——塞西尔,道格,格蕾丝都忍耐着格林的猖狂。也正因为如此,他们成了很要好的伙伴——可爱的格蕾丝就是尤妮斯最好的闺蜜。
  不过,格蕾丝比尤妮斯还可怜。她没有父母,只有爷爷奶奶照顾她,而且成绩在我们班垫底。所以除了格林欺负她,很多同学也埋怨她给班级拉了分,导致班级流动红旗总是与我们班失之交臂——当然,尤妮斯知道肯定不是因为这样!特别是尼娜——三天两头地就去笑话格蕾丝,让格蕾丝伤心沉闷了好久。
  说到尼娜,她的生活过的就跟公主一样,要说她有哪点不满意,那就是班级成绩考核排名。可能是因为她受过良好的早期教育 ,她一直是一个直A的优秀学生,可是成绩却一直排班里第二。格林有一次拿“千年老二”来和她开玩笑,她差点就要去抓花他那张白白胖胖的脸,为此格林胆战心惊了好几天,结果,不知道格林去跟尼娜说了些什么混账话,第二天尼娜就气势汹汹的找尤妮斯算账。没错,就因为尤妮斯每回考班里第一。
  倒不是尤妮斯要卖弄自己多有才华,眼下她确实只有这一处可有优势了。原先,那些同学也并不在意她是否学习好,只一件——圣诞晚会或感恩节等类似活动时,少不了要玩真心话大冒险那种无聊的游戏,借此来取笑尤妮斯“书呆子”。她平素喜静,又不大与常人合得来 ,上台演讲这种事也没人举荐她,只是闲暇时看书来打发时光,因此是大多数人不愿意靠近的“书呆子”。只有格瑞斯愿意在烛光下陪尤妮斯读书,愿意和尤妮斯做朋友。可是后来,尼娜在三年级时转到了我们学校——据说是她的商贾父亲想要到学校周围做什么生意。不过这里可真没有什么可赚钱的买卖——至少尤妮斯这样想。不管怎样,尼娜现在把她当作对手,视为眼中钉 。
  一路上,尤妮斯对格林和尼娜咒骂不停满脑子里想象着自己如何给他们来一个勾拳将他们狼狈地打趴在地——尽管她体格瘦弱,没那本事。
  已是初夏,路边长满了淡黄色的野菊花和白色的蒲公英。杂草将它们之间的空隙填得满满当当,并开始向路中央疯长,要不了多久,这些杂草就会像侵略者一样将菊花和蒲公英的位置占领,最后蔓延覆盖满整条小路,到时候,尤妮斯就得用双手费力把它们拨开了。不过,要到那时候,她可能就已经长大了,那她就能像蝙蝠侠打败小丑那样将尼娜和格林揍扁了!只是希望别让她等太久,没准那时自己已经不在人世了——想到这里,尤妮斯不禁打了一个寒颤。


modify delete 39954 - from clara250 , 16 yrs (China) - 2021-08-08
Writer - "[HP]欧石楠的绽放"

1.欺凌者——他们
  “放开我!”尤妮斯像一头愤怒的小狮子一样奋力推开那些家伙围成的包围圈,不顾一切地冲着那些自以为是的家伙大吼,“你以为你们是谁!我可不是随随便便就可以好欺负的!”
  “哼!”为首的凯文·格林抱着胳膊冷笑着说,“我来告诉你你是谁——穷人莱斯利!穿着破麻袋来上学,死皮赖脸的领着政府的补贴。我告诉你,你那穷作家爸爸每月领的补贴都是像我爸爸这样高层次的人交的税金得来的,你们家真的好不要脸!我看你爸是穷疯了吧!”说完,他“呸”地朝碎石地上啐了一口唾沫,围在他身后的没脑子的小弟都纷纷效仿,然后粗鲁地大笑起来。尤妮斯不由得握紧了双拳 。
  “莱斯利,你听好了!”总是站在格林旁边的女恶霸尼娜慢慢走到尤妮斯面前,用她那讨人厌的尖嗓子嚷着,“来我们的地盘就要识相一点,我最讨厌凯蒂老师对你那么好!你又穷又难看,凭什么要考那么高,我说——”她危险地逼近尤妮斯,低声威胁道,“你要是这次还考我面前,你就完蛋了——我们会好好收拾你一顿的!”尼娜轻蔑地朝尤妮斯一笑,用手捋下左手腕的一个银镯子,在她眼前一晃,说:“当然,如果你乖乖听话,这次升学考试发挥失常一下——我就把这个银镯子送给你,这样你好当掉补贴家用——就当你爸爸的稿费,我可爱死他笔下的怪胎了!哈哈哈哈……”
  尖锐刺耳的笑声像莎草纸一样一遍遍刮磨着耳膜,尤妮斯的脑子像被重金属砸过一样不清醒。一抹红晕冲上了脸颊,耳朵被烈日烧得火辣辣的,她用暗蓝色的瞳孔死死地盯着尼娜——她敢说自己现在像极了一只等待复仇的恶狼。
  “……”尤妮斯喘息着,更加用力地攥紧了拳头,很久没剪过的长指甲深深扎进了手心,刺痛了她的自尊心,激起了她的愤怒的神经,像是应和她的感觉一样,尼娜周围突然刮起一股怪风,卷起了地上的碎石子向她扑去。只是一瞬,黄沙纷纷扬扬地散去,尼娜被呛了一大口沙尘,狼狈地捂着嗓子咳嗽起来。
  “莉莉丝 !”格林急哄哄地冲上前,把尤妮斯推搡到一边,瞪了她一眼,皱着眉头问尼娜,“怎么了?是那个小贱人朝你扔石子吗?我大可以让弟兄们教训她一顿!”后边那些有些壮实的男孩蠢蠢欲动地从包围圈里走上前来,不怀好意地朝尤妮斯呲牙咧嘴地笑。
  “咳咳……咳咳……不用!”尼娜一边用力咳着,一边回答道,“我要去趟厕所……Y-ee-l...我要吐了!让开!”她以百米冲刺的速度冲向了操场对面的厕所,临冲之前还不忘恶狠狠地瞪尤妮斯一眼,好像在说“你给我等着”一样。格林气喘吁吁地跟在她后面追了出去,那些小弟也互相看了看对方,自讨没趣的散开了。
  偌大的操场上只剩下尤妮斯一个人,她渐渐松开了麻木的手掌,发现苍白的手心上留下了一个一个弯弯的红色的血印,可她已经一点疼痛的感觉也没有了。她抿紧了单薄的双唇,努力将眼泪憋回眼眶,怨恨地想:为什么恶魔总能获得金色的苹果,天使却永远要被苦痛折磨呢?


modify delete 39953 - from clara250 , 16 yrs (China) - 2021-08-08
Writer - "[HP]欧石楠的绽放"

[HP]欧石楠的绽放
“ 我永远无法忘记那个晴朗的夏日,在杂草丛生、破败不堪的后花园里,一封被一只飞的摇摇晃晃的绒毛枭紧紧叼着的棕皮信如何改变了我的人生。正如其他莱斯利家族的人一样,我开始让生活精彩起来,就像灿烂的阳光照射进了阴暗潮湿的罅隙,一切都是那么让人激动,让人鼓舞,让人看到生的希望。而且生活渐渐步入正轨,由此,我并不乐意交出我的能力。


modify delete 39932 - from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-07-28
Writer - "If I could change the world"

If I could change the world
Chaos would run amuck
A guillotine would be used
to saw off the reapers head
Then how happy we would be
lounging in the sun
Oh to live immortal
Damage comes undone
Humans darkside then would show
Dancing in the devil's heart
Though we are immortal we may tear
this world apart
But without death to set us free
The hell will come to earth
Burning down all heaven
Angels wings are turning dark
No savior great to set us free
no hope for the end
Only life to laugh as her power forever reigns
Dangling her puppets on a string
Her job becomes too much
But life herself can't die
She will decay into the ground her freedom running dry
And then our land I'm afraid will close
Our world will sing its final song
One fine glorious hymn
The stars will shine out
And hope now is nigh

Hey guys hope you like this! IF any of you has information for publishers interested in poetry please let me know!


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modify delete 39949 - Reply from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-08-06

Thank you! I would much rather talk on my students of the world account though. Do you have one?

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modify delete 39947 - Reply from 李康訸253 (China) - 2021-08-06

You wrote very well! I love so much. By the way, I want to be a pen pal with you. My email is likanghe2021@outlook.com we can discuss literature together

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modify delete 39937 - Reply from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-07-29

Thank you! I'll have to check it out.

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modify delete 39933 - Reply from Amaani0 (Great Britain) - 2021-07-29

Powerful! There's a really good website called Submittable that you might like to check out where you can submit all kinds of work to different publishing companies.

modify delete 39915 - from Maddie93 , 10 yrs (Canada) - 2021-07-16
Writer - "L.U.N.A Prologue"

Prologue



“Wear it.” Insisted Garry Yearns, one of the most famous managers in the music industry, holding a black tube top and slightly jostling it around. “If you want to make money, this is what you wear.”
Luna twiddled her thumbs nervously behind her back. Luna was a 17 year old girl, and one of the most famous pop stars ever. Though, she was commonly known as ‘L.U.N.A.’
“I don’t know… it’s not really my style…” Luna mumbled nervously, biting her lip.
“Your ‘style’ doesn’t matter in the music industry. Fans like tube tops. So if you want to be liked, wear it.” Garry shot back, waving the tube top more vigorously.
‘I do want to be popular…’ thought Luna, observing the tube top, though it was hard to see clearly because it looked like a blur with Garry wagging it around faster than a dog waves its tail when it hears the ‘W.A.L.K’ word.
“Ok, I guess.” Agreed Luna, taking the tube top doubtfully.
“That’s the attitude!” Beamed Garry, nodding his almost bald head enthusiastically.
Luna plastered on a fake smile. She was concerned though. She’d been a pop star for a few months, and until now, she’d never been asked to wear a tube top.
“Oh, and it’s ‘bout time we released a new single, huh?” Garry thought out loud, lifting his overweight body off of his leather office chair, and brushing his knees off, even though they were crystal clean. “I’ll ask Joey to write us a wicked rap.”
Luna’s jaw dropped. She’d always written her own songs. She liked that process better than actually singing. And since when did she rap? She’d never rapped in her life!
“Um, Garry- could there be some mistake? I’ve always written my own songs- and I’ve never rapped! Ever.” Asked Luna, fiddling with the tube top nervously.
“Oh, ha! I know, I know. But this is what the FANS want.” Explained Garry, patting Luna’s back so hard she almost fell over.
“Oh. Right.” Murmured Luna, frowning.
“That’s my girl.” Encouraged Garry, leaving the room.
That left Luna with her thoughts. Do I want to do this? I can turn back, right? Am I being used? Does my opinion matter?
‘Maybe it’ll turn out to be fine.’ Thought Luna, looking at the tube top. ‘Of course it will.’ Decided Luna. ‘I mean, wealth and popularity. What else could you ask for?’
Luna felt more confident now. So what if she wore a tube top? So what if she didn’t write her songs? And rapping could be fun! ‘Yeah.’ Thought Luna confidently.


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modify delete 39950 - Reply from Shuhua242 , 14 yrs (China) - 2021-08-07

Wow, this is really great!

modify delete 39907 - from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-07-12
Writer - "Fathoms of your soul"

Never lie to me
I see guilt inside your eyes
You are evil personified my dear
And I know where your heart lys
Oh never keep a secret
A grudge where sorrow grows
Festers up its seeds in hell
In the fathoms in your soul
A demon is nicer than you
For a demon knows the truth
You can't deny what lies inside
The poison in the roots
Your heart of stone was broken
Before you were ever born
So never lie to me my child
Or I will make it grow


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modify delete 39912 - Reply from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-07-15

Thank you so much Viola I would love to make a song with my poems but I'm horrible at music theory.

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modify delete 39910 - Reply from Viola185 , 14 yrs (Germany) - 2021-07-14

Hey Delaney!
I like your poems, they're quite nice! So keep attention that nobody steals it!
I have written a poem as well, I guess I use it for a rap.
Maybe you can use the poems for a song/rap as well :)
Lovely greetings
Viola

modify delete 39889 - from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-06-30
Writer - "In denial"

I'm falling yet I'm not afraid
Because I'm falling into you
Your arms will catch me if I shall fall
Oh all my life is yours
That's what all my friends say
Oh how how they lie
See how they jeer
Your eyes so bright I can't look away
but I'm in denial over you
They say the reason I'm not sleeping
Is my reality is better than dreams
The truth really is
I'm scared to fall asleep
For in dreams you keep me awake
Surrounding me in your love
I'm scared to fall asleep
I fear I'll never wake up
Oh how they lie
See how they jeer
Your eyes so bright I can't look away
but I'm in denial over you
Someday it shall be
Me and you in the sun
Dancing to our hearts content
just not now it won't be so
Cause I'm in denial over you


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modify delete 39892 - Reply from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-07-02

Thank you!

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modify delete 39891 - Reply from Amaani0 (Great Britain) - 2021-07-02

Absolutely lovely!

modify delete 39881 - from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-06-20
Writer - "Hey guys!"

Hi everyone! Sorry I haven't had a poem for a little while I've been very busy in school lately along with other things. I thought it would be fun if one of you guys recommended a song I could write a poem based off. Make sure the song is appropriate with no explicit lyrics please. Have a great day!


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modify delete 39883 - Reply from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-06-21

Sounds nice! Ps this may take a while because I'm leaving tomorrow for a week long trip.

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modify delete 39882 - Reply from Amaani0 (Great Britain) - 2021-06-21

In Denial by Lara Marshall or We'll pull through maybe?

modify delete 39879 - from Amaani0 (Great Britain) - 2021-06-18
Writer - "Heart of the Night: Chapter 10"

Luna had nearly totally forgotten her old day time life. She felt as though she had live here among the clouds and stars all her life. She knew all the places and creatures that lived in the night. She knew which clouds were sturdy and which stars were safe. She could leap almost just like Vastwars and sing the night songs.
Vastwars, watching her as Luna was playing with the owls in the forest one night, decided it was time. The next evening, before Luna had even fully woken up, he grabbed her and half dragged, half pushed her from cloud to cloud. 'Wait a minute' said Luna in shock, 'it's much too early to go down to the ground. It's only sunset. It's much too early for us to be active at all!' 'We have to make an exception for once.' And before the naturally curious Luna could ask why they had already landed in a field and Vastwars had ordered her to mount him. Luna was a brilliant Wanil Rider by now, but even she found this the most difficult ride ever. Partly because it was barely twilight by this time and she still felt stiff. It was a long ride. Luna felt as though it would never end. Half in a stupor, she felt her ride race across flat ground, swim over rivers, and finally felt their pace slow as they proceeded up a smooth, steep slope.
'Get off me and look down Luna.'
Luna got up, stumbled, and blacked out.


modify delete 39855 - from Amaani0 , 10 yrs (Great Britain) - 2021-06-05
Writer - "The Heart of the Night: Chapter 9"

She was right to climb on to Vastwars. After whirling through clouds and past stars which glazed her slightly ('Vastwars had told me that stars were safe' Luna had thought accusingly), her ride landed so abruptly that she tumbled off and clutched the nearest thing that was all around her. A beautiful, short, sharp note reached her ear and she looked down and the long blade of grass in her hand. 'The singing grasses'. Said Vastwars. Luna stood up. They were in a large area of grass surrounded by a ring of trees. The moon shone a milky light into the circle. A wonderful melody, sounding like all the instruments of the world, greeted her ears. 'Oh, it feels like one of those enchanted rings in fairy tails!' She breathed. 'Oh, everything's enchanted if you look at it the right way.' As he said this, Vastwars, who had been carefully surveying the grass in a judgemental way, finished his calculation and began pulling, sliding, and running through the grasses creating amazing music. Luna listened in rapture. ' Oh do let me have a try!' She cried when Vastwars had finished. 'It's all about knowing which sections of blades play which combination of notes.'
As it happened, Luna had always showed promise in the music department, and soon, not did she know the grasses like the back of her hand, she had made a harp out of tree bark which she strung with her favourite grass notes. Luna felt she could live this life for ever.


modify delete 39849 - from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-06-04
Writer - "The phoenix"

I never owned a record player
Or a fiddle I could play
Never dyed my hair blue
Mine was blinding red instead
My soul was never lost
so why bother searching
Yes I know we're not the same
But I was born to be the greatest girl alive
Never dreamed that one day I'd die
As a phoenix I will rise
Through the ashes hear my cry
I'm more than you believe
I never dared to stand out
Anxieties force me to hide
Never had a friend in person
Though I know I'm not shy
But I was born to be the greatest girl alive
Never dreamed that one day I'd die
As a phoenix I will rise
Through the ashes hear my cry
You haven't seen the last of me
I will return
I shall fight
Through the plagues and through the night
Break the world end your lives
All for the things I crave with all my might


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modify delete 39874 - Reply from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-06-15

Thanks!

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modify delete 39870 - Reply from Maddie93 , 10 yrs (Canada) - 2021-06-14

I like it a lot! You are so good at this.

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modify delete 39861 - Reply from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-06-07

Thanks!

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modify delete 39857 - Reply from Hakka189 (United Arab Emirates) - 2021-06-07

Splendid and marvelous lyrics. Keep it up.

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modify delete 39853 - Reply from Delaney26 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-06-04

Yay! I'm glad you liked it! I know my poetry has been kind of dry lately so I thought this would be a nice change.

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modify delete 39851 - Reply from Amaani0 (Great Britain) - 2021-06-04

OMG! So powerful! I think it's my new favourite!

















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