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I'm about to start hand-writing a story through the eyes of the voice of MDD (Major depressive disorder) Basically, Depression is a wolf, hungry and agressive, prowling for anyone to stake a claim on. The weak and wounded. He acts as a shadow, always looming over your shoulder. I think I'm going to try this in the second-person POV as well, something I have not yet done. As a person struggling with MDD, I thought it might be interesting to try to get some of those emotions of raw anger and rage out in the form of a story, to show how it really is. To feel that hate breathing down your neck, screaming obscenities. Because I truly believe that this is something people just don't understand. We CAN'T just 'get over it' like they so wish of us. I want to give them a taste of what it's like. What it feels like to be trapped, with anxiety making your heart pound a million beats a minute. I'm thinking of calling it "Le Loup d'Ombre" like what my user title is, literally "The Shadow Wolf" or more accurately, "The Wolf of Shade." What do you guys think, would you read it if I were to translate it to the computer? It's just an idea I've been playing with recently.
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a lot of people are now saying maple story is really bad is it true????
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This is my best hax ever, in a stall battle I'm sure I was going to lose. Why don't you read it for yourself. I love my Suicune so much.
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i suck so hard
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This was originally a PbP Roleplay between me and another member, but fell through shortly after some drama happened between her and her now ex-boyfriend. I really quite liked the way that the start of this story went and I wanted to know what you guys think. The plot that was planned for this: Two very unlikely girls band together to murder the guy that is double dating them. The story starts off rather banal, seeming like usual teen drama, but I wanted to take it to the next level and create something really twisted and dark. So the story will be about the two of them escaping the law, preventing suspicion and eventually one trying to outdo the other in a really nasty act of betrayal and desperation. It's long, but I really would like some honest comments. Note that this isn't novel or formal structure. Comments on anything are welcome (There is probably one or two incidences of mature language, so the warning is here)
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Just a story of some of the unappreciated pokemon proving their worth... asotelo12's pokemon: novaspectre's pokemon: Rules: Ladder Match, Sleep Clause, Freeze Clause, OHKO Clause, Evasion Clause, Species Clause, Strict Damage Clause Well, a 3-0 win off a NU team wasn't what I was expecting, but I hope it proves that some of these 'never use' pokemon are merely underutilized and still have some worth even when played by a noobie like me
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I was typing this one story in 7th Grade, but our computer crashed and I lost it all. Luckily, I had put it on my iPod Nano 1st Gen and transferred it to the school network and saved it on my private drive at school. I forgot about this and found it again this late winter-early spring (Sophomore). I hope you like it, although, it isn't complete and there's only a few chapters (6?). =/ Note: This story old. Please refrain from criticizing the grammar. This was created back when I was in 7th grade. Living On The Country Side Chapter 1 I sat down underneath a soft olive tree outside on the hill, a family of quiet birds perched at the top of the tree were weaving a nest of an assortment of branches and hey from a near by pasture where a chocolate brown horse and three long haired goats lived and owned by Gregory McPetters. Gregory was my father. Of course, I called him “Dad” like any other child would. Hello, I’m Amanda, and this is my family. It was time for another day at school. As I walked down the squeaky stairs, I could smell my mom’s chocolate chip pancakes from anywhere. They had a yummy taste to them and an exquisite taste of creamy filling made of chocolate morsels. My mom worked at home doing any other housewife would do, clean for starters, and cook like she’s feeding a family of six. My dad was reading the “Daily Country News” and sipping his dark brown coffee when we heard Emily coming down the stairs. My mom said good morning dear, while Emily was still rubbing her eyes with one hand and the other holding her smooth, yet fluffy stuffed rabbit. My dad walks quietly out the old door to start working out in the field. My dad had a large farm of feed and a few animals hear and there such as longed haired goats, noisy chickens, two adult cows, and a large brown horse that enjoyed eating apples and sugar cubes. Her name was Daffodil and she would always prance up and down when she would see the school bus drive up the side of the road. I quickly got dressed as it was already twenty past seven. School was twenty-five minutes away and pick up time for the bus was fifteen. School was always full of fun and excitement as my favorite teacher, Ms.Blume would always say, “Things not found beautiful, aren’t always bad”. I just only wished I knew what it meant. I dressed in an casual outfit as spring was here. When Mom said the school bus to Glen Elementary School was here, I was already outside the front door waiting for Emily as she was running out the door with chocolate still on her soft pink face from mornings pancakes my mother had made. Me and Emily walked up the dusty steps of the school bus when I saw Daniel Norbock sitting in the semi-middle of the bus. He was the cutest boy in school, however, he preferred girls with out the tom-boy style like myself. I couldn’t help being a tom-boy where the next girl down the street was thirteen miles away! Emily sat in the back of the bus with her friends. When we arrived at Glen Elementary, we happily got off and skipped are way to the playground where it’s a kid’s dream come true.
