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Fenta loved to be loved.But,when she turnd 6,her life had fell.Fenta lived in a bulding with other children like her.Gotha,the mean lady whom owned the dredfull place,abused Fanta.

Im not finshed, but you can take a peek at it. You guys my not agree, because you havent read the books (I havent finshed them) so don't ask please. Fanart is avalibul! ( if you want to right a fanart book that is.)

This is a biography I wrote for my Biography and Crime module about my Nan (Dr Geraldine Sharp) I'm quite happy with this and received a high mark for it. Hope people enjoy it.

A young girl commits suicide when her boyfriend sleeps with another girl...I hope you enjoy it tell me what you think!!!Btw it's based on a true story i just finised mourning enough to write this.

The sky was ablaze with purple lights that hovered about, illuminating the ominous darkness that hung over the Swamp of Gloom. Steam rose from the depths, masking the view of a single boat that cut through the haze, the boat that I just so happened to be in, leaving a trail of clear water behind it as it went.

Following the lives of Amalthea and Midnight will they ever figure out the clues in time to stop Lucian and his devilish schemes

The Noel's Group sent two teen age boys to save three girls that saw what they shouldn't have seen.Now the Thriller's want them dead.

In the beginning there were five children created. They were known as the original five. They were created to protect the humans in their time of need. There DNA was altered giving them super speed, hearing, strength, sound and their greatest characteristic was amplified and changed to help them with their task. However there was a price for breaking the laws of nature. In order to survive the children had to feed on the blood of the humans they protected without killing them. The oldest children were Maeve and Jonathan; they enjoyed killing those they fed on. The middle children were Tristan and Patricia; they enjoyed changing those they fed on into one of them. The youngest child Malissa however was different however. She fed only on vampires who broke vampire law and killed or changed to many humans and only drank human blood when she was being awakened. Maeve, Tristan, Jonathan, and Patricia went on a killing spree three years after they were created. They believed humans were weak, dumb, and were not fit to live in their world. The humans were going extinct after being around for only fourteen centuries. In order to save the humans they were created to protect Malissa had to make the hardest choice ever. She had to kill her own family to protect the people of the world. After killing her family Selene and her bodyguard Annette went to the Badia Fiorrentina monastery and slept in their coffins.

We get so caught up in the day-to-day business of survival that we strip ourselves of the miraculous happenings all around us. This poem is dedicated to those moments waiting to be noticed.

I remember. You forgot.


Excerpt from Freedom From Chains

Fenta loved to be loved.But,when she turnd 6,her life had fell.Fenta lived in a bulding with other children like her.Gotha,the mean lady whom owned the dredfull place,abused Fanta.

Im not finshed, but you can take a peek at it. You guys my not agree, because you havent read the books (I havent finshed them) so don't ask please. Fanart is avalibul! ( if you want to right a fanart book that is.)

This is a biography I wrote for my Biography and Crime module about my Nan (Dr Geraldine Sharp) I'm quite happy with this and received a high mark for it. Hope people enjoy it.

A young girl commits suicide when her boyfriend sleeps with another girl...I hope you enjoy it tell me what you think!!!Btw it's based on a true story i just finised mourning enough to write this.

The sky was ablaze with purple lights that hovered about, illuminating the ominous darkness that hung over the Swamp of Gloom. Steam rose from the depths, masking the view of a single boat that cut through the haze, the boat that I just so happened to be in, leaving a trail of clear water behind it as it went.

Following the lives of Amalthea and Midnight will they ever figure out the clues in time to stop Lucian and his devilish schemes

The Noel's Group sent two teen age boys to save three girls that saw what they shouldn't have seen.Now the Thriller's want them dead.

In the beginning there were five children created. They were known as the original five. They were created to protect the humans in their time of need. There DNA was altered giving them super speed, hearing, strength, sound and their greatest characteristic was amplified and changed to help them with their task. However there was a price for breaking the laws of nature. In order to survive the children had to feed on the blood of the humans they protected without killing them. The oldest children were Maeve and Jonathan; they enjoyed killing those they fed on. The middle children were Tristan and Patricia; they enjoyed changing those they fed on into one of them. The youngest child Malissa however was different however. She fed only on vampires who broke vampire law and killed or changed to many humans and only drank human blood when she was being awakened. Maeve, Tristan, Jonathan, and Patricia went on a killing spree three years after they were created. They believed humans were weak, dumb, and were not fit to live in their world. The humans were going extinct after being around for only fourteen centuries. In order to save the humans they were created to protect Malissa had to make the hardest choice ever. She had to kill her own family to protect the people of the world. After killing her family Selene and her bodyguard Annette went to the Badia Fiorrentina monastery and slept in their coffins.

We get so caught up in the day-to-day business of survival that we strip ourselves of the miraculous happenings all around us. This poem is dedicated to those moments waiting to be noticed.

I remember. You forgot.


Excerpt from Freedom From Chains