1- "Last Chance For Romance"!
This Is My last Chance For "Romance Tonight" Been Waiting For this Feeling For Miles and years ago … Never knew you can explore the way you have done to my physical Needs. Underneath It all was A dream that came front in a way that I have never witness before. Lost In a world and alone in a shell feeling heartless beyond anyone wildest fears that can occur, Untill; Tragedy take place to excelerate an heart beat to Abnormal Pace. Glued to the mass, Feeling The lenghth of time On the dance floor swinging from left to right without a sight of the beauty thats she hold from day in and day out. As the clock ticks this is my last chance for Romance Tonight. I been waiting for this Time For Miles and years ago….. Never had someone that can change my heart from cold, so I am Asking for one chance tonight. "ooooHHHH!!!!!!!!!"! I’m so Founder to this Whole situation that was brought Forth to me. Loving the sight of everything that change me in seconds, just moments ago I was Reckless, now I have my last Chance for Romance Tonight! #2-

The Abortion that aborted the Baby In The Process Of Finding A "Real Soulmate".
A young man name Trace cries out loud to his women Shelly, when he finds out she is baring his seed, as his heart pound , Shelly says how can this be. Trace response Was " This Is Heaventsent , a wish that was turn in to a Godly Blession", but to Shelly, ooh no… It was a curse more so like a nightmare staring back at her in the mirror that is now forming into her daily reality.At this point in her life, she could not deal with a child cries screams at night , so Shelly explain to Trace, yes your wishes are true, that this child In me is from you, but I can’t bear it Cause I"m still not done with courses in school. I have my whole life ahead of me and I can not deal with the pain that having this child would bring to me physically as well as mentally, so Trace responded to her while having a glare in his eye,Woman please know what your doing Before you go through with it , for that I was a child of a mother that was going to abort me and, an Angel talk her out of it, what you have in side of u is meant, if u abort it, then history will place are feelings with the past and that will be the end of something that we had. Six days later Trace did not hear from his woman.At this time he was at the park watching the Sunset nearly dark, While he was in the moment a child ran next to him, While the child was running it stumble and Fell to his knees. In the Background all you hear is Tommy.oh my God… Tommy!!. This was the child Mother name Sara, Gorgeous lady she and Trace made eye contact apparently Because He was picking her Child up. She smile and said Thank you.While he Handed Tommy Back to Sara He express to her, you have a healthy son. he fell without shedding a tear. In the Back of Trace Mind was Shelly and his unborn seed. So Trace ask Sara For her Cell or house number. she gave him her Email.He programed It in to his phone while waving by to her. He emailed her Instantly and she wrote back for days after days.When Shelly finally contacted Trace over the phone, she said her words very slowly, as his heart occur to skip beats she took a deep breath and said. I’m in pain, I Don’t want to think about what I have done but it was the best for me at this time, before She could finish, Trace said how could you do this, a part of me no longer exist, so he hung up the phone and check his email and what did you know. Sara had invited him over her place for movie and dinner with her son.He Accepted it.From that Point on they grow closer to each other.He was happy to have a child that he never had and a Soulmate that came with it. Months And weeks later they got married and she was due six months later to Trace and Her expected child…The End.

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Background info: it’s set waaay back when in a world similar to ours but different in many ways, near a place similar to Stonehenge.
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A woman’s high keening pierced the unnatural stillness of the balmy afternoon.
The entire population of the small village, all one hundred and twelve of them, had come to witness the sad spectacle.
A young girl, not yet twelve years old, clung to her wailing mother in the middle of the village square. Her mother clung to her just as hard in return.
A tall, white-haired woman in a flowing silk robe stood in front of them. She held herself straight and tall, and radiated a grave confidence. Only the lines upon her face betrayed her age.
The wise old High Priestess spoke with slow solemnity as she condemned the child before her.
“By all the power and goodwill of the almighty spirits that watch over us, let this girl become sacrifice to you, great spirits, and let her endanger us no more! Protect us! Let her be gone from our peaceful settlement, and be punished for her sins! Let the spirits of fate determine what becomes of her, and guard us from the black luck she has brought down upon us! Shield us from the forbidden magic of yours that she has meddled in!”
The High Priestess paused, inhaled deeply, and called clearly to all the assembled villagers, “Hesta is one of us no more! Her name shall not be spoken again for three twelvemonths from this day – she is the property of the eternal spirits henceforth.”
With that the aging woman cast a cloud of red ochre over the girl, still cowering by her mother at the High Priestess’ feet.
The heartbroken woman broke her daughter’s grip and stumbled away quickly, before the magical ochre could touch her and include her in the curse. She collapsed in a heap at the fringe of the crowd, sobbing and crying out for her lost daughter.
The girl still stood there in the middle of the square, covered in red powder and staring numbly at the people surrounding her, her mind not willing to comprehend that what she had been dreading all this time had actually happened.
Slowly people began to turn their backs and return to their homes. Hesta was already banished, untouchable, to the villagers now. Even the High Priestess turned away – no-one saw the dampness in her eyes and the pain clear on her face.
Tears ran silently down Hesta’s face too, creating smudgy rivulets in the bright dust there.
A wordless cry escaped her lips, and she ran through the familiar streets of the town that had been her home, kept running, until she was well outside the borders of the village. She did not stop until she literally collapsed, black spots clouding her vision.
Gasping and shuddering, she cried herself to sleep in the wilderness.
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The book is mainly about a boy called Furn, who meets this Hesta when he moves into the village. Seeing as she is banished, she is greatly feared, like the spirits, and there are grave punishments for anyone who is found to be or have been in contact with her. Dispite the rules, they are still friends and continue to see each other without anyone knowing. However, at some stage Furn’s schoolyard enemy finds out and plans to tell the whole town at the upcoming festival. So it is up to Hesta and Furn to come up with a way of making him look like he is lying… dun-dun-DUNN!
So: any ideas for improvement?
Any title ideas??? So far I’ve just got ‘Hesta’s Story’ but that obviously HAS to be changed.
Also, what do you think of the spelling of Furn’s name? Should it be Fern (but that’s a girl’s name, right?), Firn, or Forn? I’m toying with Forn at the moment, but it was originally intended to be Fern, or at least pronounced like that.

This is my first real novel, so please help me out! Thank you!
aw, you people~! *blushes profusely*

youse are making me all full of myslef! lolz. thanks all!
and yeah, i do plan to eventually send it to a publisher… *gulp*
anyway, thanks!!

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PS. I’m 14

My very short book review on….
Book: Grave Dirt
By: E.E. Richardson
Published: 2008
Do you like the sound of late night trips to the graveyard, the undead and haunted, abandoned houses? Of course you do. And if you don’t then look away now – as this undeniably wouldn’t be the book for you.
Grave Dirt is a horror story about two teenage friends – Luke and Darren. Moreover, Darren has to deal with his best mate Luke sudden death, and is soon unable to endure the emotions of loneliness and sadness that he is forced to face. The provenance of his feelings come from the fact that he never had a chance to say a proper goodbye to best mate. It’s killing him. Deep inside. Have you ever lost someone? If you have, surely you’ll do whatever it take bring them back?
Darren resorts to drastic and dangerous measures. He turns to his deranged, doddery but dead neighbour, who claimed she was a witch, who’d curse anyone that’d do her wrong. Before she died, she made Darren promise to perform an ancient magic, involving a grave doll that is buried, like priceless treasure somewhere in her house. This ancient magic would release her malevolent ghost, so she can come back, from the dead, once and for all. Naturally, Darren didn’t believe her, so on the day of Luke’s funeral, he inadvertently revives the old key that he stacked away in his cupboard years ago. He soon gets ideas, and makes a memorable but deadly visit to his treacherous neighbours’ house, and uncovers the so called “grave doll.” What happens next is both shocking and scary…
Grave Dirt pulls you in from the very beginning with its easy to read simple narrative. That’s one of the things I like about it. It also has 11 chapters and it took me two days to as read it’s a short story. It has a reading age of 8 and written for 14 , so my opinion it’s perfect for a new beginner of reading, a teenager or busy bee adult. So whether you’re an obsessive Harry potter fan like me or a Harry Potter hater, who complains that it’s “way too long,” you will be happy with this, as it’s only 71 pages and 11 chapters. What’s more, there’s no need to buy it just reserve or find it in your local library. All in all, I’m sure you’ll find this book a delightfully, enjoyable short summer read.
That’s why; I’m giving this book a hard-earned: ****

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My therapist says that it is worthwhile to save abusive 12 year marriage because of the history and we have 2 small kids. I told her that I want to leave and she’s telling me that I am giving up too easily (we’ve only been to her twice). I feel that I can’t take it anymore and it is not worhtwhile to me. I don’t think he’ll really change his core, just his behavior for awhile. I am in so much pain because of his verbal and emotional abuse that I go back and forth from strong to weak like I believe I am a stupid, ignorant, worhtless bitch who should drop dead from diabetes. That my kids are so unlucky to have a mother like me, etc. I have a place to go(my mom’s), until I get on my feet again. He tells me not to say a word about his ‘people’, but they can curse me out and he does nothing and agrees with them . I have to make a decision, but therapist is confusing me. She says he doesn’t really mean what he says he just is acting from his littleness. What do you think? I’m confused!
He has also choked me 3 times in the past(over 5 years ago) and i feel intimidated by him when he’s yelling in my face. Therapist is my individual therapist for 5 months prior and she’s the one who enabled me to grow stronger to be able to leave. noew she’s saying I’m giving up to easy. She has never advised me to leave though.

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How can you tell when your ex wants you back?. Will he curse you out behind your back, call you names..? what are some signs?

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