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you can change it at the top i think...

go to the icon of ur first post w/ the lines.
then in the box of the subject/topic title, type in the new title

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if this is your first one, it's not bad

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o i like that title

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that titles cool hav that 1

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yeh and i cant wiat for u to update the story!
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Have a big bust-up or sumfing!

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yeh something dramatic
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yeah thats the rite spelling dont worry

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OKAY I STARTED WRITING THE NEXT CHAPTER, ITS A BIT SHORT... maybe i will cotninue writing it later and post it today haha

Because I dance it doesn?t mean that I am weak or that my ?sport? is unimportant, we use tights and pink tutus, we sweat and we work until we simply can't anymore, until our feet bleed, and our muscles are torn. And that is what dancing is all about
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gud for u!

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CHAPTER 2

The next morning Kate woke up and went downstairs, she found David sitting down next to Rose; she was holding his hand and David looked like if he hadn’t had any sleep, he had baggy eyes and besides they were red as well as Rose’s eyes, David looked at Kate and said, “Katie I need to talk to you”.
Kate nodded and sat down next to him, the only people she allowed to call her Katie was her family and Rose, who was like a part of the family.

David took Kate’s hand and said, “Mom and Dad had an accident and passed away yesterday”, Kate couldn’t believe what David said, tears started to run down her cheeks as well as David’s and Rose’s. “But what happened?” Kate asked, she still couldn’t believe it. “Well they were coming home it was really late, the pavement was really slippery and a drunk man couldn’t control his car and he crashed with your parent’s car”, Rose said. David hugged Kate, and said “We are by ourselves now”. Rose looked at Kate and David and said, “Your parents wouldn’t like for you to be like this, they are watching you from heaven and they want you to be happy”, there was silence in the room. Everybody was shocked and sad about this news, David had stopped crying you could see sadness in his face but he couldn’t cry anymore, “David, why didn’t you told me before” Kate said, “Well, Rose called me yesterday and told me, but you were asleep already, so I thought that I should let you be happy at least for some more moments, and besides I wanted for Rose to be here to help me give you the news”.

Because I dance it doesn?t mean that I am weak or that my ?sport? is unimportant, we use tights and pink tutus, we sweat and we work until we simply can't anymore, until our feet bleed, and our muscles are torn. And that is what dancing is all about
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Sorry, whenever i hear the name rose i think Rose Tyler from doctor who and i think of a funny picture and i crack up! Im sorry (hee hee hee hee rose! )

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haha i used that name because that is how my ballet teacher is called haha

Because I dance it doesn?t mean that I am weak or that my ?sport? is unimportant, we use tights and pink tutus, we sweat and we work until we simply can't anymore, until our feet bleed, and our muscles are torn. And that is what dancing is all about
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aww that is soooo sad
the poor teens are orphans now!
UPDATE SOON.....comprende??
AHORA!!

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i like it - whenever i hear rose i always think its referin to me but then i'm like wait no lol

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hey please comment on my story..pretty please haha

Because I dance it doesn?t mean that I am weak or that my ?sport? is unimportant, we use tights and pink tutus, we sweat and we work until we simply can't anymore, until our feet bleed, and our muscles are torn. And that is what dancing is all about
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i like ur story - i bet it would make a great tv show - i can't wait to see what happens next!!!

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okay ill warn you of something william isnt coming into the picture until a long time from now..

Because I dance it doesn?t mean that I am weak or that my ?sport? is unimportant, we use tights and pink tutus, we sweat and we work until we simply can't anymore, until our feet bleed, and our muscles are torn. And that is what dancing is all about
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thats ok w/ me i like it w/o him at the moment

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okay im going to post the third chapter because i already wrote it and ill post the fourth chapter tomorrow, i havent written the rest of the story and im not sure if im going to continue it, since not many people read it so here is the third chapter:

CHAPTER 3
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Rose then went to the kitchen to give the kids something to eat; David looked solemnly at Kate, who wasn’t crying anymore, she was just sitting down next in a daze with a sorrowful look on her face. Then David said, “We are going to the funeral in a couple of hours”, Kate looked at David and took squeezed his hand lightly and said, “I miss them already”, David took a deep breath, “I know how you feel, and I know I’m not making you feel any better, but I promise I will take care of you and we are going to go together through this”, just as he said this he helped Kate get up and took her to the dining room.

Rose gave her something to eat and said, “You need to eat something we are leaving right now and we aren’t coming back until really late”, it was impossible for Kate to eat, she wasn’t hungry and besides she was confused and cynical. Then she said, “I’m going to my room for a moment ill be back right now”, David nodded, and said “Don’t take to long we have to leave right now”, Kate ran upstairs opened her door and plopped on her plush bed, she was staring at the ceiling, her room was pink and had a lot of ballerina pictures all over the walls, she knew that her parents were going to pass away one day, but she never though it would be this soon. She then got up and changed to a black dress her mom gad gave her a long time ago, she brushed her hair and placed a black ribbon around her head, she then went downstairs and saw that David was also ready to go. They got into Rose’s car, they didn’t talk all the way over to the funeral and it seemed as if this were the longest minutes of her life.


When they got there David took her hand and together they walked to the center of the room there were two wooden coffins there, they were surrounded by white flowers and red roses, besides the coffins was a little wooden table with a picture of them, people were staring at them and they whispered their names and things like, “those are their kids”. David and Kate looked at each other, they were surprised after seeing their parents, so pale and lifeless, they started crying again, they felt so lonely, but at the same time they just wanted to be together without people around them.

Then people started hugging them and saying things as, “sorry for your loss”, they turned around and saw Rose talking to a lady, it was their aunt. Aunt Hilda was their mom’s older sister, they hadn’t seen her in a year, yet they lived in the same city, she has two kids one is David’s age he is called Joseph, and Sarah, who is just a year older than Kate. They really didn’t get along with their cousins; they were really spoiled and had different interests. But here they were laughing really slowly at some jokes they were telling.

Then they came to where David and Kate were, “We are really sorry”, they said, Kate just smiled and then they left and stood next to their mom. David looked at Kate and they both sat down in a bench that was in front of the coffins.

“So Rose I see you brought the children here, don’t worry you wont need to take care of them, that’s why I am here they are coming to live with me just as the funeral is over” Hilda said straight to the point.

“Do the kids know about this?” Rose said, “No, well it’s obvious, we are the only family they have” Hilda said.
Edité par Annie1290 le 11/05/2006 à 05:12

Because I dance it doesn?t mean that I am weak or that my ?sport? is unimportant, we use tights and pink tutus, we sweat and we work until we simply can't anymore, until our feet bleed, and our muscles are torn. And that is what dancing is all about

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