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Up in the starsI'm looking at the stars
wondering where you are
Which one are you?
The red or the blue?
I miss you so much.
My heart ache to see you.
Are you watching me?
See what I do
All the way up there?
I miss you.
I want you here beside me.
They say you won't come back.
But I still don't believe it.
I miss you...
Cheetah So Fast
Cheetah so swift.
The power that you have.
No one can withhold.
Faster than any man.
That walk on this Earth.
Your species are different,
from any of your kind.
You run so fast.
But we even the fastest
can be gone.
Fan-fiction Lesson 3: SettingSetting
Forest: It's an average day forest
Team Ueki's Hideout: A little cabin in the mountains
House of the Moon: A foster home where Crystal lives.
Team Sesame's hideout: A huge tree house and completely high -tech. This is where Team Sesame plan all their plots and battles.
Run down ally: An average ally where Ueki finds a puppy in a tree while doing his morning jog. They later on find Crystal in the rundown ally practicing out her powers.
Parking lot: Where the fight began with Team Ueki versus team Sesame!
Fanfiction Meme: Lesson 2Storyline Meme +Text+
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1) So what is your genre/subject for this story? (I.e. vampires, squirrels, historical, fanfiction)
Law of Ueki fan fiction
2) Now, could you please introduce your main character(s)~?
Ueki (from Law of Ueki): He is a celestial human who was given the power to turn trash into trees. He is a really nice person who only fights for justice.
Crystal Hoshi ( from my Law of Ueki fan fiction): Is a regular human that was given the talent to turn pieces of clothing into any kind of plants. She is caring,but can be aggressive when someones out of line.
Ai Mori ( from Law of Ueki): Joined Ueki to prevented him to lose any talents. She received a power later one,but doesn't know what it is.
3) Could you tell us a little bit about the plot?
Team Ueki is looking for a fifth member for there team, they stubbly on a girl name Crystal Hosh
Fan Fiction Part 1: OutlineOriginal Story : Law of Ueki
Problem: Ueki can't find another team member for the tournament to get the Talent of Blank
Main Characters: Ueki, Rinko, Sano, Mori, Tenko, a girl ( Crystal )
- The team is looking for someone to join there group that wants to fight for justice.
- A team with a talents attack the group and while that try to save a girl with a talent.
- The girl with a talent doesn't know if she should join Team Ueki or join the team that try to attack her
- Team Ueki is unsure if the girl wants to fight for justice.
- Li-en decides to join team Ueki and the battle to find the talent of blank continues.
Team Ueki's Hideout
House of the Moon
My life is a waterfallMy life flows like a waterfall
No one seems to care
About the things that inspires me
To write, to read, nothing is fair
I wonder as I sit down
On my computer writing this
What to do
what to do
For nothing is coming to mine.
My life is a waterfall
No one seems to notice
My troubles fall down
happiness climbs up
On my waterfall ride.
Today Is The Day
Today is the day.
Today is the day that you stop making excuses.
Today is the day you put your fork down and lace up your shoes.
Today is the day you step outside and run like there is fire at your heels.
Today is the day you think of sweat as gold.
Today is the day you fall down and get back up.
Today is the day you feel the ache in your calves.
Today is the day you pant like a dog.
Today is the day you tell yourself you'll do it again tomorrow and mean it.
Today is the day you make a change.
The BirdSo desperate for the love
She couldn't find in inside.
She was perfectly willing to throw herself at the stars,
Convinced she could be completely happy
With someone who put her in a nest.
That gilded nest was beautiful,
But a nest none the less.
It just took a shining mirror
To see how it had become a cage.
Resolutely she found the key
And let herself out.
She never noticed how confining it had become
The cage ripped and tore at her feathers and flesh
Until she finally wrenched herself free
To flee as far as she could get
From that awful place.
Along the way,
She found another mirror.
Looking into it....
She found me,
A reflection of herself.
She saw me – herself -
Without her cloak of lies
Leadening her hunched shoulders,
Concaving her entire persona.
She discovered my beautiful colors,
The fine sheen to my feathers
And enthralling grey of my eyes.
She flew away,
But I met her every mirror after
I saw her slouch transform into a strut,
Her shining tears dissolve into misch
you ate the stars and i ate my heart.this is how i was
fell in love with a boy
with razor sharp
teeth and a
poet's heart. it's really a
pretty kind of thing.
using his borrowed
tongue, he took me in like a
four a.m cigarette (slowly, and
with loneliness in every one of his
joints). we both thought
that enough smoke
would fill in the cracks in our
rib cages; we were both
he told me that he would
like to be a
planet: "all that open
space, all those dying
stars. it would give me room to
instead of telling him that
there is no oxygen in
outer space, i
watched him feel his lungs
implode. it broke my
bones to witness it; but it's really a
dreadfully pretty thing to
comfortcurling into quilts so deep
bubbles of tension run off
my body like soap, and i
clutch that raggedy little
dog to my chest like cloth
can make me whole.
What is Isolation you ask?
Isolation is to be left out when you want to be in.
Isolation is feeling that sense of loneliness.
Isolation is feeling alone when ten thousand people surround you.
Isolation is hearing laughter in a room and silence when you walk in.
Isolation is staying away from people, afraid they won’t talk back.
Isolation is sad.
Isolation is small.
Isolation is hard to describe unless you are the person feeling it.
Isolation is quiet.
Isolation is counting how many times you get let down and eventually lose track.
Isolation is wanting to forgive but not knowing how.
Isolation is uttering a cry from the depths of your soul and waiting forever for a reply.
Isolation is not hearing an answer when you ask a question.
Isolation makes you feel worthless.
Isolation has to be the cruelest of emotions.
I know the feeling of isolation.
I sense it in myself.
There's nothing you choose to do about it.
For I've tried everything already.
So don't be surprised,
If I'm gone from this place.
nightfallThe night air is cool.
Street lamps are coming on
and from my window seat,
narrow and confining,
there's a person on bike.
I wonder where they're going,
who they are, what they'll see,
whether they'll be friend or foe,
and if that will matter to me.
Ah, they're turning, turning,
out of sight now
behind the houses,
the trees, the lights
behind the sheltered,
comforting feel of night
I'm starting to feel witchy
as the first star shows its twinkle
thinking of these rhymes and rhythms
Like the beat of my heart
matches the breath of the wind
and the exhalation
of my sleeping sister next door
and the snores of father and mother
down the hall.
It's a night of magic and mystery:
no cloud covers the moon,
not quite full, not quite empty
and the scratching noise of branches
echoes my imagination,
narrow and confined,
my body starts to ache
longing for the comfort of the bed
just a few feet away.
I turn from the window,
face the curtain, but a glimpse
of another biker catches my eye
and I'm trans
Stop talking, Start screamingStop talking
It’s not enough
Maybe you should try to scream
Everyone does it
Stamp your feet
Slam the door
What you stand for
And when somebody
Has noticed you
Do what all the others
Would do too
Just don’t quit
You like the attention more
Than you could admit
Don’t be embarrassed
It’s what we all do
Everyone denies it
But we all know it’s true
Screaming our opinions
On the whole internet
And begging for attention
Is how we lack intellect
This is who we are
It’s the purpose of our society
Everybody wants to be heard
Ignoring the last bit of propriety
So do what you think is right
Scream whatever comes in mind
Do anything you can do
To make someone notice you
The Witch TrialOn the east-bounds o' red-rose shire,
there stands the Pendle Hill.
T'ween rivers Ribble and Hudder,
wind-swept moors standing still.
Walled by the druid stones and wary
hedgerows, Irish sea gales whisper and
moan. For devil soul'd men o' earth
tramp the trails alone.
Demdike and Device, Redferne and Whittle.
Those crones and their blood kin
care for nought, old hearts brittle.
Across the dark old Pendle Hill
They scurry'd and swarm'd. To fear'd Malkins
Tower, Pendle Forests black soul.
Brave Nicholas and Nowell, hid 'mongst
the tall trees, unseen by the Coven
who plotted dark deeds. They led
local men held by fear and thrall,
Captured the Coven, sent to
Lancaster's dank halls.
Trial'd, and tested, and sentenced to die.
Devils and beggars, see
the Pendle's blighters stand nigh.
Hung by the neck 'till the corpses
are cold. Buried in churchyards, with
eyes on their souls.
But one was different from the old
and the ugly. Dear Alice Nutter,
the lady of Roughlee. Silent and
FreehandThe blistered moon,
Yellow and jealous,
peeked into my third floor
city girl's window last night;
Bright enough just to break through
the layer of Arizona red dust
but not enough, still,
to rip my eyes from the setting sun.
(Sorry, Moony, maybe you'll get your spotlight next time.)
I felt the breath shimmy out of my lungs,
heard the skeletons rattle in my closet,
and relished the faux reflected warmth
ripping through the starless skyline;
The twilight smells like storm clouds and poison,
So I take a swig on midnight instead,
burning like fermented acid rain should,
But it has a sweet silver rumble in my belly,
and I detect a tangy--
What is that?
Is it desperation, or last month's rent?
Maybe it's a dubstep remix of rapped jazz?
Hmmm.... more like bottled poetry and a monkey's paw.
Or maybe it's just gas.
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