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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 40029 - Reply from Manishi 134 (Sri Lanka) - 2021-09-22 >> NEW

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!

modify delete 39834 - from Amaani0 , 10 yrs (Great Britain) - 2021-05-28
Writer - "Heart of the Night: Chapter 8"

Luna felt she was walking in a dream the next few night. The very next day when Luna felt she had woken up and broken through a stone case, she was that the sky was a dark blue and the first stars were twinkling. 'This is the earliest your likely to wake up.' Said a voice behind her. Luna had already come to love that voice. 'Once it's dark enough,' Vastwars went on, 'We will do a little cloud jumping.' Luna steadily became more alert with the brightening of the stars and the darkening of the sky. 'Now,' said her companion suddenly. 'Now we can go. You won't ride on my back today. Well, actually you may for the fist few jumps. But when I say, you must grab on to may tail and do a little leaping for yourself.' 'Will that not hurt?' 'Not at all. Wanil's have very unique tails. Now climb on.' Luna did so and it was just like last time, the only difference being that they were going down a little every time then up. She realised that cloud leaping was very unlike hill climbing, and that it was a nicer feeling to go up, than down. After ten or so jumps, Wanil and rider landed on a large, roomy cloud the former, instead of leaping to the edge and on to the next cloud as Luna expected him to, paused for a second and told her to grab his tail. When he made sure Luna's hands were firmly clasped around his tail, Vastwars took two great bounds, with Luna half leaping, half diving behind him and then with a kicking a little star dust and cloud into Luna's face (It stung but not in a painful way) he dived to the next cloud. Luna, seeing that her guide had kept his legs together, did the same before she felt stars and clouds whirl past her, and the next thing she felt was a large chunk of cloud in her face. 'Luna, I must ask you not to land on your face. You will not have much momentum like that.' With difficulty, the student addressed plucked her head out of the pile of candy floss and clutched at her mentor's tail. This time, she fell on her knees and picked herself up. She felt quite experienced after she had repeated the progress a couple more times. 'Home stretch now.' Luna was not sure what Vastwars meant by 'Home Stretch' but she decided it would be a good idea to get back on his back. Wanil's are full of surprises.


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modify delete 39952 - Reply from clara250 , 16 yrs (China) - 2021-08-08

i think it's fascinating!

modify delete 39827 - from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-05-26
Writer - "Music of life"

Darling I'll make the moon shine just for your view
Don't you see I'd do anything for you
Would you do the same for me?
I walked through hell with the brown eyed girl
Singing in the shower all alone
Yet I felt everyone there
Oh she was sweet but a physco
We walked the wire on a wild dance
I joined the A team
Yet I am a zero
Take me home to see the man without a face
You are irresistable and I long for home
So wake me up when the parties over
Because I want to see you be brave
The blinding lights will steal my soul
Though I have the highest hopes
For the longest time
I wished to break away


Hey guys I know this is kinda nonsense but I hope you liked it. I tried to reference some songs that I like see if you recognize them.


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modify delete 39830 - Reply from Maddie93 , 10 yrs (Canada) - 2021-05-27

No problem!

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modify delete 39829 - Reply from Delaney26 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-05-27

Thanks!

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modify delete 39828 - Reply from Maddie93 , 10 yrs (Canada) - 2021-05-27

I like it a lot! Great job!

modify delete 39823 - from Amaani0 , 10 yrs (Great Britain) - 2021-05-25
Writer - "Heart of the Night: Chapter 7"

Luna looked down at her bare feet. They felt curiously and deliciously warm. She was standing on pinkish-whitish candy floss. It looked like that any way. It was sprinkled with the same purple sparkles on Vastwars' fur. 'Are we on a...' 'Cloud? Yes we are.' Vastwars was lying on his side with his eyes half shut; he looked like someone sun bathing on the edge of a cliff. Luna was bursting with wonder, excitement and questions. 'Where do all the sparkles come from? How come we're not sinking through? I thought all clouds were mad from water! Can I touch the stars? How come the clouds in the daylight don't look like this? What if we fell of the edge? Where will this cloud take us? Can we go up to the moon?' Luna hadn't notice that Vastwars looked like he was sleeping, but now he said, 'Hold on young one. Let me answer those questions one by one. Firstly, those sparkles are star dust. I advise you to lose no time in covering yourself in it: it makes you stronger and lighter and more night able.' 'How are you strong and light at the same time?' 'One at a time Luna, one at a time. Touching the stars will also be good for you. Star dust also make clouds strong and fluffy, so we don't sink through. If you fell, which there are few chances of and clouds are easily moulded into a large enough size for everyone, you'd be bound to fall onto another cloud. And also, one thing I wish you to understand is that night time has NOTHING in common with day and thus our clouds are TOTALLY different!' Luna started at Vastwars suddenly angry and ferocious voice. She looked at him. He had lifted up his head with eyes blazing. In a second he sank back into the same relaxed position and went on in his normal voice. 'As for going to the moon, it's a once in a life time experience. I nearly got there once. I was a young an reckless youth, but I took too big a leap and fell nearly to the ground.' Luna remembered there leap from an extremely tall roof to the cloud they were standing on and though it would have to be a VERY long jump for her companion to fall. 'Oh, a leap from a roof to a cloud is nothing. You'll learn that in a while.' Luna started for a second time. Vastwars had just read her mind! Ignoring his young companions astonishment, the Wanil went on to tell Luna all about life up in the clouds and how they would drift from one into another, surveying the ground, and how Luna would learn to cloud jump and then to star jump, and Luna listened to her mentor with eager ears through out the night. Eventually, the stars disappeared one by one, and Luna felt a lonely, drowsiness come over her, and she made a lump in the cloud with her hands and resting her head on it and pulling her coverlet around her she closed her eyes.
Meanwhile, a boy and a magnificent lion, with a burning, red coloured mane watched two huddled figures nestled on a cloud float along. 'What were those Alba?' 'Those, Altanot, are my hated rival, the cursed Wanil and his kidnapped apprentice. Those are your targets.'
As the colours of the dawn grew stronger, the world of the night sank away. Vastwars became more and more see through until he had vanished away, and Luna followed him. She had become one of the night.


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modify delete 39824 - Reply from Valerie 162 (Austria) - 2021-05-25

The story looks so real and professional! I wish I could write as well! Unbelievable! I'm looking forward to the next chapter!

modify delete 39821 - from Eléa140 , 13 yrs (France) - 2021-05-23
Writer - "."

Bonjour je n'avais pas vu qu'il y avait d'autre Français.J'ai une question est ce que vous avez déjà terminer un livre complet?


modify delete 39795 - from Amaani0 , 10 yrs (Great Britain) - 2021-05-15
Writer - "The Heart of the Night: Chapter 6"

There were indeed more jumps to come. Luna and her new friend leapt from wall to roof, going higher every jump. After what seemed about fifty leaps, Luna learnt that the best thing to do in the process of flying mid air was to shut your eyes, hold out your arms and feel the wind blow in your face and hair. Once you got the hang of it, flying was pure bliss. It was so unlike riding a horse. Luna never once felt like she was going to fall of or that she would break her neck holding out her arms mid leap. She was beginning to think that she was an expert at Wanil riding, when she figured out she was wrong. Terribly wrong.
'Here comes the big one.' Said Vastwars. 'What do you mean?' But he was already of. This time they soared. They soared for what seemed like hours to Luna and her seat muscles were getting sore and her head was spinning. Finally, rider and beast came to a halt and Luna dropped of her ride and fell face into something fluffy and soft. It was a whole ten minutes before she got up and looked around. Everything was black and there were twinkling masses of light. Suddenly, Luna realised where they were. Stars!
'We're in the sky!'


modify delete 39793 - from Winnie116 , 13 yrs (China) - 2021-05-15
Writer - "分享一件事以及一些提"

以前因为冲动的想法,再加上和朋友一起看见了做RPGgame的简易软件介绍,一时兴奋想要和她一起做一个游戏。我从现有的故事里挑出一个写成剧本,但在刚开始写开头的时候却发现真是无比艰难。很久以前我也为一个语言cosplay的群写过剧本,但游戏剧本没有写过,还要在剧本里告诉制作游戏的人“这里要有什么效果”以此类推。无比艰巨,最后这个计划烂尾了。
虽然现在已经不再写那个游戏的剧本了,但因为好奇,想问问看这里有没有小伙伴会写游戏剧本的?希望可以得到一些基本指导。
另:故事是身为玩家的中国人在一次睡梦中进入另外一个世界,玩家设定是中药世家,在游戏中第一次登场的地方认识了游戏中的另外两位主角:艾因(女)和叶源舟(男),一起踏上两位主角的任务旅途。


modify delete 39791 - from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-05-14
Writer - "Has inspiration died?"

Think I tell myself
how hard can it be?
Just ravel inside your mind
and find inspiration in what is yours
You've done it before
Oh has inspiration died?
Has my imagination left
without saying goodbye?
No that cannot be
I'll simply right the first thing I see
But how can a blank page help at all?
Well never mind that I can find a quote
but all I can find is soulless
I'll read a book anyone I can find
But poems aren't stories
They are time capsules to another place
Oh has inspiration died
Has my inspiration left
without saying goodbye?
Beginning to lose hope I shuffle
a playlist made ages ago
But all songs make my mind feel weak
That is it!
I begin to scream
I shall never write again
Without inspiration I can never win
Little did I know that blank page wasa story on it's own


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modify delete 39812 - Reply from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-05-20

Ok maybe I'll try that. I thought the idea would be pretty cool.

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modify delete 39811 - Reply from Amaani0 (Great Britain) - 2021-05-20

Well, how about a poem that has a sort of story? Just a suggestion but thought you might like it.

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modify delete 39796 - Reply from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-05-15

Yup!

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modify delete 39794 - Reply from Amaani0 (Great Britain) - 2021-05-15

Did you run out of inspiration and think that having no inspiration was inspiration?

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modify delete 39792 - Reply from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-05-14

Hey guys! I decided to try something different this time I hope you like it!

modify delete 39787 - from Eléa83 , 12 yrs (France) - 2021-05-13
Writer - "Seule française"

Est ce que je suis le seule française qui veut devenir écrivain?


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modify delete 39790 - Reply from Maddie93 , 10 yrs (Canada) - 2021-05-14

Je peux parler le francais!

-Maddie

modify delete 39781 - from Winnie116 , 13 yrs (China) - 2021-05-12
Writer - "Hi friends(just a meaningless message)"

I like your writings all!! Although I can't understand all of them...it's awesome that you know how to write poems! Please post more your writings! I would like to learn more from you!


modify delete 39767 - from Amaani0 , 10 yrs (Great Britain) - 2021-05-07
Writer - "The Heart of the Night: Chapter 5"

Vastwars gripped Luna's wrist in his mouth and began to pull her to the window. 'Come with me Luna', he said. 'Come with you where?' 'Come into the night with me. Come and explore the realm of mystery.' Luna did not need bidding twice. She grabbed the coverlet from her bed and threw it round her shoulders, for it was rather cold, pulled herself through the window, and stood up on the outside window ledge. She threw out her arms and let the cooling breeze blow in her face. She heard Vastwars' voice at her heels. 'Climb onto my back and don't let go.' Luna climbed onto Vastwars back and held onto his long, thick fur. 'Ready?' The Wanil's rider gave a squeeze on his sides in reply. 'Well then, let's go!' And with that the beast braced his muscles and sprang!
'Aaaahhhhh!' Luna's scream was half out of fear and half out of the exultation of being in the air. Her Wanil landed on silent cat paws on the top of the garden wall. 'That was the most wonderful and scary thing I've ever done!' Luna breathed as she looked over the space they had flown over. 'The most wonderful things are scary.' Her companion replied. 'Now don't let go your grip; there are more to come.' So with one more look at her bedroom window Luna clung to her new found friend and readied herself for the adventure ahead, for there were to be many.


modify delete 39764 - from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-05-06
Writer - "Romanticizing hell"

The darkness caresses your soul
Telling you to remove all light
You ly in death yet all I warned
Never romanticize those of hell
Learn to love those above
Adore heaven instead
Dancing upon the firey coal
Inside the infinite loop
Your hair turns dark as ash
All that glitters is still gold
Yet the world you hide
So follow me to the light
Learn to love what is bright
Leave your anguish in the night
You loved everything
Living in your head more than life
Living in make-believe
Adore heaven instead
and stop romanticizing hell


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modify delete 39784 - Reply from Delaney26 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-05-12

Awww your sweet!

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modify delete 39779 - Reply from delilah79 , 11 yrs (USA) - 2021-05-12

omg I was gone for a while and I forgot how good your poems were

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modify delete 39768 - Reply from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-05-07

Thank you!

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modify delete 39766 - Reply from Amaani0 (Great Britain) - 2021-05-07

Your poems always have so much meaning in them!

modify delete 39760 - from Amaani0 (Great Britain) - 2021-05-05
Writer - "Heart of the Night: Chapter 4"

Luna placed her hand in between Vastwars lynx-like ears and ran it down his wolf's snout. The Wanil crooned, dog-like and tucked his paws under him with half closed eyes, like some gigantic house cat as Luna dragged herself onto his side of the window-sill, stroking his thick fur. Than, something made her rise and look at her hands. They were covered with purple sparkles that shone like glitter. As she gazed at them, she felt something bubbling up inside her; a feeling of happiness, a sort of carefree happiness, and something else as well that she couldn't quite distinguish. Their was only one reaction she could make to that feeling, and she did it. She laughed. She laughed and she laughed till her heart felt as if it would grow wings and fly.
Vastwars laughed with her. His laugh was a whine; the musical whine of a cat at night, and it sang pure magic into the air.


modify delete 39758 - from Maddie93 , 10 yrs (Canada) - 2021-05-04
Writer - "Part two..."

In the box was an iphone. That was correct, but it wasn’t the iphone she was hoping for. It was only the iphone 21! She didn’t even think you could buy those anymore! And she was right. “We couldn’t afford a new phone, so you get mom’s old one.” Their Dad explained, smiling like it was a good thing. “C-can it call storybook characters?” Chloe sniffed, close to tears. “Um, we had a slight complication with that one.” Their mom said nervously. The tears were stinging Chloe’s eyes now. “You may call one storybook character.” Her dad stated, patting their mom’s back as she cringed with guilt. Chloe’s tears began to spill. How could she choose just ONE? More like one hundred! She snatched the phone from the box and ran to her room. She slammed the door shut and stacked piles of boxes she planned to decorate in front so nobody could get in. She watched her new-old phone’s screen light up, illuminating the large crack on the screen. This is the worst birthday ever, she thought grimly. She glanced over at her overflowing bookshelf, wondering who she was going to call. Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door, which she decided to ignore. The knock continued for a few minutes, and finally Chloe opened the door and leaped into her closet. She peered under the crack of the door, and was surprised to see Zara, searching her room. “Chloe, this isn’t funny. Come out or I'll burn your gifts.” Zara grumped, pacing Chloe’s room. Chloe let out a small snicker. Like she cared if her gifts got burnt. She almost would have rathered to get ash wrapped in a bow for her birthday. “Get out or you’ll never get the birthday present I got you!” Zara snapped. Now that caught Chloe’s attention. She crawled stealthily out of the closet and poked Zara’s leg. “EEEEEEEEEE!” She shrieked, whirling around faster than a racecar on a book on the couch with Sparky curled up beside her, and her dad was on his phone, catching up on Facebook or something. Of all the new apps, her parents still stuck with dumb ol’ Facebook. “Where did Zara go?” Chloe asked sternly, placing her hands on her hips. Her parents gave each other unsure glances, until her dad spoke up. “She’s just running some errands for us.” He said, not taking his eyes off his phone. Chloe grunted. ‘What a typical excuse.’ She thought, glaring at her parents. “I do NOT believe that!” She snapped, stomping over to her mom. “She’s going on a date with that dumb Eric guy, right?” Chloe asked, reaching her hand for Sparky’s soft fur. Instead she felt her mom’s strong grip. “We do not call people dumb in this household, Sweetie. You know that.” She said firmly. “You always take Zara’s side!” Chloe whined, pulling away from her mom’s grip. “She isn’t at her date yet, ok? It’s not until later.” Chloe’s mom said matter-of-factly, releasing Chloe’s hand. Chloe ran back upstairs and back into her room. She curled up in her bed, hugging her stuffed elephant, Binky, and eventually cried herself to sleep. When she woke up, she pranced downstairs with new energy. She’d barely slept the night before, but who did the night before their birthday? Especially when they THOUGHT they would get the gift of their dreams. She saw Zara on the tattered arm chair, clutching a shiny white box. To Chloe’s surprise, Zara handed her the box. It looked like the boxes that held expensive diamond rings, just bigger. “What, you want me to propose to Eric for you?” Chloe blurted out, examining the box. Zara rolled her eyes. “No, idiot, it’s for you.” She said, annoyed. Their mom shot Chloe and Zara a ‘look.’ “What is with the name calling, girls? I hope this is just a phase…” She said nervously. “Just open it.”


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modify delete 39771 - Reply from Amaani0 (Great Britain) - 2021-05-09

Like a page on this website so we can message each other. If you click on my page I have one.

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modify delete 39769 - Reply from Maddie93 , 10 yrs (Canada) - 2021-05-08

What do you mean?

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modify delete 39765 - Reply from Amaani0 (Great Britain) - 2021-05-07

Do you have a 'Students of the world' account Maddie?

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modify delete 39761 - Reply from Maddie93 , 10 yrs (Canada) - 2021-05-05

Thank you so much!

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modify delete 39759 - Reply from Amaani0 , 10 yrs (Great Britain) - 2021-05-04

This is even better than your last one. I love how it's building up!

modify delete 39753 - from Maddie93 , 10 yrs (Canada) - 2021-05-03
Writer - "My story: Part one"

Saturday, April 11th, 2048
Chloe Harris awoke in excitement. Today was the day! Her fourteenth birthday was finally here, and as a birthday present, she was sure that she would get the one thing she’d been longing for for years! The new, improved iphone 67! It had the ability to call any storybook character, install up to 6,000 apps, and take pictures with over 800 filters! Well, her parents hadn’t actually told her they’d get her one… yet. But Chloe was sure she would. She sprung out of her bed excitedly, unlike her usual habit of sleeping in on Saturdays. She threw on a striped T-Shirt and jean shorts. Her parents always told her that April was too cold for shorts, but she was sure they’d make an exception on her special day. She sprung downstairs and bounced around, shrieking the word ‘PRESENTS!’ over and over like the psycho clown from the movie ‘Inside Out.’ After a few minutes of doing this, she was greeted by grumpy, tired parents and an even grumpier older sister, Zara. Chloe addressed her as the ‘16 year old pain in the bottom.’ “Why did you get me up so early? I have a date with Eric today, and I’m going to have dark circles under my eyes. And it’s all YOUR fault!” She complained, whining like a 4 year old. “Uh, it’s my BIRTHDAY. Your 18th boyfriend can wait.” Chloe replied casually, rolling her eyes. Zara whined to mom and mentioned something about Chloe being a fat meanie. “So, can I open my presents now?” Chloe grinned, jumping around in a circle. “Hold up, it’s 6:26 in the MORNING.” Zara groaned, glancing at mom and dad hopefully. But to Chloe’s delight, their dad was already on his way to grab the presents from the basement. Zara sulked and sat down on the old couch, torn and ripped apart by their dog, sparky, who was napping in the dining room. Soon enough, their dad came back with a big stack of presents. Chloe saw Zara shoot the stack of presents with a jealous glare, which just made Chloe even more content. She grabbed the biggest one, because that obviously wasn’t iphone size. The main reason she wanted the iphone so badly was to call all her crushes from books- and she had many. Her excitement rose as she tore apart the shiny green wrapping paper, which faded as soon as she saw what it was. SOCKS. Her parents had gotten her a pack of 100 SOCKS for her birthday. She plastered on a fake smile. “Thank you! Gotta love those socks, heh heh.” She exclaimed unconvincingly, patting the box of socks like it was a prized possession. Her sister was definitely not fooled, but her parents, weirdly, were. “We thought you could use some new ones, since all your others had holes in them.” Her dad explained. “Aren’t they ADORABLE?!!” Her mom gushed, grinning widely. Chloe couldn’t help but consider her mom brain dead, staring at the llama patterned socks in disappointment. “Well? What are you waiting for? Open the next one! I don’t want to waste any more of my time on this!” Zara said grumpily under her breath. Chloe sighed and shoved the socks away, trying to dig up hope for the next present. She went through four more presents until there was just a small, iphone sized box left. But after the past presents, she wasn’t so sure. The presents she’d gotten were no better than the socks. A whoopee cushion, which she was not allowed to use on her sister (so what was the point?) A pair of pink underwear, a rhino plushie, and a journal, which she planned to secretly recycle. As she grabbed the final box, her hopes rose. It was the weight of an iphone 67! She slowly tore the thin wrapping paper, her heart pounding. It was like the contents of this box was a matter of life and death.


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modify delete 39754 - Reply from Maddie93 , 10 yrs (Canada) - 2021-05-03

Find out the box contents tomorrow!

modify delete 39743 - from Amaani0 , 10 yrs (Great Britain) - 2021-04-29
Writer - "The Heart of the Night: Chapter 3"

The voice was a steady, sharp one. He spoke with sigh; Luna one again sensed the fresh, crisp air.
'What are you?' Luna's voice was barely an inaudible whisper. The creature's delicate ears flicked at the sound. He turned full to face her now.
'I am the Wanil of the night.'
The words sent a tingle down Luna's spine. It was not one of fear; it was one of mystery, and adventure. 'What is your name?'
The Wanil's answer was an unexpected one. 'Tell me what me name is.'
Luna stepped toward the open window as if enchanted. Without hesitation she laid her hand on the Wanil's mane-covered neck and whispered, 'Your name is Vastwars'.


modify delete 39735 - from Delaney37 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-04-27
Writer - "Flip the switch"

All you need is a tiny spark
Just a little light
To flip the switch and change the tide
Just change the night
Dye your hair
Lose him in the dark
Sweet to sour
Light to dark
Just different sides of the same coin
All you need is a little light
To flip the switch and change the tide
Show your love
Live your life
Be alive
Thrive and not survive
Lose your way
Find your heart
As long as you hold on
To the feeling of love
All you need is a little light
To flip the switch and change the tide


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modify delete 39783 - Reply from Delaney26 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-05-12

Thank you!

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modify delete 39782 - Reply from Winnie116 , 13 yrs (China) - 2021-05-12

I love this poem!!

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modify delete 39741 - Reply from Delaney26 , 14 yrs (USA) - 2021-04-28

Thanks! I guess love has been on my mind lately

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modify delete 39737 - Reply from Amaani0 , 10 yrs (Great Britain) - 2021-04-28

This is really good! Your poems are about love a lot lately.

modify delete 39726 - from Amaani0 , 10 yrs (Great Britain) - 2021-04-26
Writer - "The Heart of the Night: Chapter 2"

Well Luna didn't go to sleep after all. She lay tossing and turning until she was too tangled in her quilt to move. She felt like the something was waiting for her. It made her restless. But it was stronger than ever tonight. She heard the regular tapping at the window.
'Why don't you go and see what that tapping is? Oh don't be ridiculous, it's only the tree outside. How come I've never gone and looked before? Because there's no point. Well it's louder than usual and it's better than flumping around on this damned mattress.' The Luna that thought the other Luna was being silly had nothing to say to that, and so the girl kicked of the quilt and making sure not to awaken her parents in the other room she walked over to the window and gently parted the curtains.
She took a step backwards as a small cry escaped her lips.
There, standing on the window-ledge outside was the most, majestic and wonderful creature she ever had and ever would see.
It had the legs and paws of a wild cat, the upper body of a wolf and the ears of a lynx. He had a Lion's mane that spread all the way down his back and tail. It swept, Luna thought, over his back like the night across the world. The hair that covered the rest of him was not much less thicker.
He fixed her with calm quiet eyes.
'Oh, Luna! Do you see me?'


modify delete 39713 - from Amaani0 , 10 yrs (Great Britain) - 2021-04-25
Writer - "The Heart of the Night: Chapter 1"

So everyone, I've started on the story about the night spirit and all. This is just the Epilogue and I hope you like it!

Luna took one more look at the world of perfection that lay in before her. She stuck her nose out for one more smell before she went to bed. The smell was crisp and fresh; it was the smell of the night time. The Night Time!
Her heart always felt alive and free when the sun set and the night covered the world once more. It was a curious thing. Her heart set with the rising of the sun, and rose with the setting of the sun. It was not that she felt miserable when it was daylight. She just felt dull and weary, but in the night she felt lively and alert.
Luna wondered if the fact that she had been born in the evening might have something to do with it. Did she have a special connection with the night? Then there was her name. Luna. She wouldn't change it for the world.
There was another thing that Luna didn't realise. She looked like the night.
She had thick, wavy black hair and a face that glowed like the moon. And yet her face had never caused an alarming contrast with the darkness of her hair. It never occurred to Luna that the very sight of her own face and the hearing of her own name was what kept her lively and blithe in the day time.
Luna took one last look at the moon's friendly smiling face and sighing, closed the curtains and climbed into bed.
She hoped her family might move to Africa one day. She had heard it was so hot there that people slept during the day and went about there business at night. She went to sleep with that thought in her head.


















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