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Marie Smith is a freshman at Waterway High School. She's not one of the 'populars' but regardless, she's determined to make the best out her four years. Her best friend Lexy has been there for her since day one and as long as they're still friends Marie doesn't see where anything can go badly. Marie used to be best friends with Jack Murphy who is one of the popular kids and is also captain of the football team. All the girls in school are always all over him and he has a reputation of being a bit of a player. Despite that, Marie developed feelings for Jack and and thought that she could change him. Marie told him how she felt, and after that he stopped talking to her and they didn't have any classes together, so by freshman year they pretty much forgot about each other until they ended up getting Geometry together.

"شەوان بە ئاواتی بینینی چاوە کاڵەکانت ڕۆژ ئەنێمەوە،بەڵام خۆزگە بەشەو دەخوازمەوە کاتێک ئەبینم ئەوکەسەی کە پێویستە زەردەخەنەی بۆ بکەی و قسەی جوانی لەگەڵ بکەیت من نیم"

{{A ONE DIRECTION FANFICTION}} "Ever has it been that love knows not of it's own depth until the hour of separation." A surprisingly accurate quote from Kahlil Gibran seems to define Violet's life. The death of her mother, father, and brother creates a setback in her future preventing her from pursing her dreams. While she see's it straying from hurt all she is doing is piling more on herself. Now she might as well be six feet under with the way she is numb to the world; but can a certain five boys bring her back from the dead? P.S Just because I said she's dead doesn't mean this story has anything supernatural in it... just to clear that up :) Her being dead is a way of describing her emotionless state, comparing her to being dead... I hope you like

Poppy Montgomery is a 22-year-old. She is also a Harry Potter maniac. She loves it. So when she gets drenched by a Land Rover which happens to be Tom Felton's, her life is whisked away from her and made into a totally new one. Along with Tom, Dan, Rupert and Emma, her family and other friends, life is made complete as she falls for Tom Felton... Join Poppy as she laughs, cries and has the time of her life with the people she grew up watching.

# Poem # If you break in LoVe, you feel like dead.. This is not a story... Thanku so much everyone... Please comment me my hide mistake..

In which she learns how to forget, because he already has.

We all have things that represents us, and I would like to portray in the form of swords. Any abstract significance in your life you would want me to portray do send in requests if you want.

It was a dark and gloomy day. The streets were filled with screams of terror. Corpses were piled up like mountains. Grell's clothes were tattered. She flew as fast as she could. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her back. She felt sharp claws touch her back. In shock, she realized her wings were missing. As Xanthia was about to kill her, her parents grabbed Xanthia. "Run!" her mom called out to her. She ran and never looked back. Once she had gotten to refuge, she was told the bad news; her parents didn't make it. Grell would forever be known as the wingless angel.

because without you I'm nothing - just zilch.