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[YG117]

Originally Posted by XiahouXiao

Do you want me to post it here?

Sure
I'll give it a read
^.^

[XiahouXiao]

Originally Posted by YG117

Sure
I'll give it a read
^.^

Okie! It's kinda sad though.
GwenxJack FTW!

[XiahouXiao]

WARNING. THIS STORY IS FULL OF EPIC FAIL. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

EDIT: Damn it! This isn't as long as I thought it was. Stupid Ipod. Makes stories look longer. Oh well. Enjoy!

Deep Inside Your Heart

He had slipped right through her fingers. Into the cruel depths of death. Pictures of his carefree face flashed into her mind.

"Two weeks, Gwen."

A week had passed. Now, she was alone. On her knees in the middle of the forest, clenching her fists and digging her nails so deep into her palms that they bled. She screamed, she cried, but it was all useless. Tears wouldn't bring him back, and she knew that all too well.

"Gwen, I have horrible news."

She had opened her door to a crestfallen Bob. That was when her world fell apart. Shattered. Into A thousand pieces, tearing and breaking her heart in the process.

"He...he's not gonna make it."

She fell to the ground. Her eyes stung with the tears that filled her eyes and fell from her face to the cold hardwood floor. Strong hands were placed on her shoulders, then draped down her shaky arms as they tried to comfort her. Bob's stoic black eyes stared into Gwen's tear filled red ones.

"There is...nothing we can do."

The man stood, and left. Gwen remained there for 2...3 hours. Time ticked by faster than it ever had before. 4...5 hours. Her tears had long dissappeared from her eyes, but tracks left by them still stayed on her percelain face.

Her hands slammed into the earth, a slight mold pressed into the moist soil from the pressure. It had rained yesterday. The day...of his funeral. The day she broke down, crashing to the floor in a pathetic heap. Right in front of every villager that resided in the valley. Bob had yet again tried to comfort her, as well as his younger brother, Tim. Their efforts were futile, but Gwen stood up, and wiped the tears away. The funeral dragged on, and every second after burning second went slower as the time passed.*

It had been yet another dreadful week. Two weeks since the kindred spirit of a friend she once had proposed to her. On that day, he had said to her the only thing she wanted to hear right now.

"I love you."

The bits and pieces of her world had come back to bite. The shards of painful glass cutting into her fragile skin as she wept. She remembered the last thing he had said to her.

"I will always be with you...deep inside your heart."

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The girl stood from her position, grabbing her suitcase and hugging the memorial stone before she turned around. She made her way to the beach, and boarded the boat. Shortly after, it started up, and left the island. Staring back, a tear slid down her cheek. She pulled a blue feather from her pocket. She held it up, the sunlight bathing her and the feather. She brought it back down, and looked at the feather, then back at the island.
His face flashed into her mind, his smile bright and true as always.

"I will always be with you, deep inside your heart."
** **

[YG117]

Originally Posted by XiahouXiao

WARNING. THIS STORY IS FULL OF EPIC FAIL. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

EDIT: Damn it! This isn't as long as I thought it was. Stupid Ipod. Makes stories look longer. Oh well. Enjoy!

Deep Inside Your Heart

He had slipped right through her fingers. Into the cruel depths of death. Pictures of his carefree face flashed into her mind.

"Two weeks, Gwen."

A week had passed. Now, she was alone. On her knees in the middle of the forest, clenching her fists and digging her nails so deep into her palms that they bled. She screamed, she cried, but it was all useless. Tears wouldn't bring him back, and she knew that all too well.

"Gwen, I have horrible news."

She had opened her door to a crestfallen Bob. That was when her world fell apart. Shattered. Into A thousand pieces, tearing and breaking her heart in the process.

"He...he's not gonna make it."

She fell to the ground. Her eyes stung with the tears that filled her eyes and fell from her face to the cold hardwood floor. Strong hands were placed on her shoulders, then draped down her shaky arms as they tried to comfort her. Bob's stoic black eyes stared into Gwen's tear filled red ones.

"There is...nothing we can do."

The man stood, and left. Gwen remained there for 2...3 hours. Time ticked by faster than it ever had before. 4...5 hours. Her tears had long dissappeared from her eyes, but tracks left by them still stayed on her percelain face.

Her hands slammed into the earth, a slight mold pressed into the moist soil from the pressure. It had rained yesterday. The day...of his funeral. The day she broke down, crashing to the floor in a pathetic heap. Right in front of every villager that resided in the valley. Bob had yet again tried to comfort her, as well as his younger brother, Tim. Their efforts were futile, but Gwen stood up, and wiped the tears away. The funeral dragged on, and every second after burning second went slower as the time passed.*

It had been yet another dreadful week. Two weeks since the kindred spirit of a friend she once had proposed to her. On that day, he had said to her the only thing she wanted to hear right now.

"I love you."

The bits and pieces of her world had come back to bite. The shards of painful glass cutting into her fragile skin as she wept. She remembered the last thing he had said to her.

"I will always be with you...deep inside your heart."

------

The girl stood from her position, grabbing her suitcase and hugging the memorial stone before she turned around. She made her way to the beach, and boarded the boat. Shortly after, it started up, and left the island. Staring back, a tear slid down her cheek. She pulled a blue feather from her pocket. She held it up, the sunlight bathing her and the feather. She brought it back down, and looked at the feather, then back at the island.
His face flashed into her mind, his smile bright and true as always.

"I will always be with you, deep inside your heart."
** **

aww, this was sad.
but very well written.
and it's not full of epic fail, lol

[HarvestMoon]

I am writing a AnWL book. THIS is an epic fail. I changed the intros and stuff, but I am not trying to mess up HM and if anyone thinks it's offensive to HM I apologize because everyone is stupid at times.:

Pre Book

Today is the day when you start your new life on a farm, in a beautiful little town in the country called Forget-Me-Not Valley. Your father’s friend, Takakura, had lived there for years and had dreamt of running the farm with your father. Sadly, your father has passed away, so Takakura will just have to settle for you, a young city girl who is eager to try farm life. You sent him a letter in a bright red envelope telling him that you are willing to try something new, that you want to try working on the farm.
You both meet up on the beach at the edge of Forget-Me-Not Valley. The beach has two strange machines and a wooden canoe with an unknown purpose. He greets you with a friendly hello and you walk along the beach together and before you know it, you’re at the farm. The farm is bent out of shape but you can still call it home. The paint is chipped on the barn roof and some of the siding has come off. The chicken coop has some cracks here and there, but they are only small and wouldn’t cause much of a problem. The tall, brick, storage and shipping buildings’ bricks have faded in color, looking almost pink. Also, the sheds’ tools are too heavy for you too use easily, but you can adapt. But, in your eyes the farm is still more beautiful than the hustle and bustle of the city. There is even a happy work song playing from the old record player in the aged log cabin you are to live in. Takakura gave you a tour of how every thing works, and even bought you a healthy cow ready to give milk. Your farm is off to a good start with the help and support of your father’s good friend.







I will post more when I get the chance.

[HarvestMoon]

Chapter 1: The Beginning
Spring
I woke up the next day, quickly ate breakfast, and knocked on Takakura’s door at 6 A.M. A drowsy Takakura answered the door wearing a night cap, raggedy t-shirt, and some old sweat plants. I reminded him that I was to meet the town’s people today. He quickly gets dressed and walks me into town. Town is just outside the farm, in the little opening next to the pasture. When I first walked into town Takakura took me to the Inner Inn, the first building I see when I walk out of the farm. We strolled in and greeted a slightly chubby woman with short black hair. She was wearing colorful clothes and a necklace made of wooden beads. She was a cheerful woman who went by the name of Ruby, according to Takakura. Her rotund husband suddenly came out of the kitchen eating a plate full of sushi. I looked at him as if he had ten heads because being a girl I know about fashion and that his fez was not in season. I began to wonder where one finds a fez in modern time. I chuckled to myself as he devoured a salmon hand roll sushi. I feverishly said hello and he answered in a cheerful voice,” Hello”. I thought to my self, “Maybe he wasn’t so weird after all”. Takakura introduced me and I found that his name was Tim. He and Ruby run this Inn and have decorated it with souvenirs from their travels. As we looked around the Inn a young man with blonde hair burst boisterously through the front door. As he announced his arrival, Tim and Ruby rolled their eyes. The young man instantly expected for Tim and Ruby to have his breakfast ready, which they did, I wondered what his problem was. Ruby went into the kitchen and brought out what seemed to be a gourmet meal compared to my simple milk and cereal. It consisted of an omelet, a tall glass of fresh orange juice, and a piece of French toast and a sprig of mint on the side. It was served on a large, silver, platter with Chinese writings in red print on the side. Ruby handed the platter to the young man. He carried it into the kitchen and was gone. Ruby explained that that was her son, Rock, and I looked at her with a puzzled look on my face. There was no resemblance between them what so ever. She apologized for him being so rude and clarified
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that he was an only child and was spoiled all his life. Aside she blamed herself. Takakura and I were in an awkward position so we said our goodbyes and left. We headed next door to the Blue Bar, a small hut where the towns bar was located.

[HarvestMoon]

Pre Book

Today is the day when you start your new life on a farm, in a beautiful little town in the country called Forget-Me-Not Valley. Your father’s friend, Takakura, had lived there for years and had dreamt of running the farm with your father. Sadly, your father has passed away, so Takakura will just have to settle for you, a young city girl who is eager to try farm life. You sent him a letter in a bright red envelope telling him that you are willing to try something new, that you want to try working on the farm.
You both meet up on the beach at the edge of Forget-Me-Not Valley. The beach has two strange machines and a wooden canoe with an unknown purpose. He greets you with a friendly hello and you walk along the beach together and before you know it, you’re at the farm. The farm is bent out of shape but you can still call it home. The paint is chipped on the barn roof and some of the siding has come off. The chicken coop has some cracks here and there, but they are only small and wouldn’t cause much of a problem. The tall, brick, storage and shipping buildings’ bricks have faded in color, looking almost pink. Also, the sheds’ tools are too heavy for you too use easily, but you can adapt. But, in your eyes the farm is still more beautiful than the hustle and bustle of the city. There is even a happy work song playing from the old record player in the aged log cabin you are to live in. Takakura gave you a tour of how every thing works, and even bought you a healthy cow ready to give milk. Your farm is off to a good start with the help and support of your father’s good friend.







Chapter 1: The Beginning
Spring
I woke up the next day, quickly ate breakfast, and knocked on Takakura’s door at 6 A.M. A drowsy Takakura answered the door wearing a night cap, raggedy t-shirt, and some old sweat plants. I reminded him that I was to meet the town’s people today. He quickly gets dressed and walks me into town. Town is just outside the farm, in the little opening next to the pasture. When I first walked into town Takakura took me to the Inner Inn, the first building I see when I walk out of the farm. We strolled in and greeted a slightly chubby woman with short black hair. She was wearing colorful clothes and a necklace made of wooden beads. She was a cheerful woman who went by the name of Ruby, according to Takakura. Her rotund husband suddenly came out of the kitchen eating a plate full of sushi. I looked at him as if he had ten heads because being a girl I know about fashion and that his fez was not in season. I began to wonder where one finds a fez in modern time. I chuckled to myself as he devoured a salmon hand roll sushi. I feverishly said hello and he answered in a cheerful voice,” Hello”. I thought to my self, “Maybe he wasn’t so weird after all”. Takakura introduced me and I found that his name was Tim. He and Ruby run this Inn and have decorated it with souvenirs from their travels. As we looked around the Inn a young man with blonde hair burst boisterously through the front door. As he announced his arrival, Tim and Ruby rolled their eyes. The young man instantly expected for Tim and Ruby to have his breakfast ready, which they did, I wondered what his problem was. Ruby went into the kitchen and brought out what seemed to be a gourmet meal compared to my simple milk and cereal. It consisted of an omelet, a tall glass of fresh orange juice, and a piece of French toast and a sprig of mint on the side. It was served on a large, silver, platter with Chinese writings in red print on the side. Ruby handed the platter to the young man. He carried it into the kitchen and was gone. Ruby explained that that was her son, Rock, and I looked at her with a puzzled look on my face. There was no resemblance between them what so ever. She apologized for him being so rude and clarified
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that he was an only child and was spoiled all his life. Aside she blamed herself. Takakura and I were in an awkward position so we said our goodbyes and left. We headed next door to the Blue Bar, a small hut where the towns bar was located.
We opened the door and headed inside and saw a man with a brown ponytail and a mustache. He was wearing fringy leather pants and a vest. The man said hello as he was cleaning a wine glass with one of those formulas seen on T.V. that doesn’t work. Takakura introduced me to him. His name was Griffin, and his family had owned the bar for generations. He offered us a drink on the house. We took a seat and chit- chatted with Griffin until Muffy, his assistant, came and noticed us sitting on the bar’s benches. She looked depressed in a way as she served us our drinks. After I said hello and introduced myself, and we talked, she turned out to be a pretty cool girl. We finished our drinks and headed across the street.
Across the street was the lovely elderly couple, Nina and Galen. Takakura told me that Nina always wore a hat in the shape of a ladybug. And when I met her it turned out to be true. The senior citizens in Forget-Me-Not Valley must have always worn crazy hats and or crazy hair dues, I figured because her husband Galen was wearing a hairnet. It was worse than Tim and his fez at the Inner Inn! But Nina and Galen were nice people so it really didn’t matter.
The next house over was owned by Wally, his wife Chris, and their son Hugh. Hue and Wally loved to work out together and both their rooms were filled with gym equipment. It was funny to see Hugh sometimes because he was a six-year old with a six pack of abs and always had a Band-Aid on his left cheek. I could not picture that image n my mind if I had not seen it in real life. And Wally was his body builder dad who how many times he worked out he always looked as skinny as a twig. Wally’s wife Chris was a former news caster who moved to the country to get away from the weird make-up products and ageing cream that the make-up crew would try to put on her before the show. They seemed like a pretty active family who talked really fast and were always wide awake. Imagine how annoying that can get sometimes.
The next place we were to go was to the Villa Romana, a massive estate where yet another senior citizen and her family made their domain. As I would have guessed the old woman that lived there,
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Romana had another weird hair due. Along with Romana lived an eighteen-year old orphan granddaughter, Lumina, and her butler, Sebastian. She also has an orange striped tabby cat that accompanies her other black cat which has two different colored eyes. For some reason Lumina always calls Romana, Auntie Romana, even though Romana is her grandmother, it remains a mystery.
We headed south from the Villa and find a large circular area surrounded by a short brick wall. In the middle of the area the was a well, a large shed with some kind of fungus growing on it, and a small, spherical, elevated house where we found two twins that claim to be the worlds best fire works makes. Their names were Patrick and Kasey. Patrick had a happy face embroidered on his overalls and Kasey had a tulip embroidered on his. They always seem to have soot on their faces and in their grey hair. Takakura informed me that if I hear any random explosions not to worry that it is just Patrick and Kasey experimenting with their ingredients for their fire works.
We headed south some more and ended up next to the beach. I didn’t notice it before but there was a broken down trailer there. There was also a large metal sign that had the symbol of a C with a circle around it spray painted surrounded by a series of graffiti. I wondered, “Who would live in this kind of place”? It was filthy! Takakura told me then that an artist named Cody lived in the broken down trailer. We walked over to the door and I asked Takakura to knock on the door for me because it was covered in bright orange rust. Cody answered the door and I almost ran away when I saw what he looked like. I think that that guy was the scariest, most horrifying, creature that I have ever seen. He was a tall, muscular, African American with tattoos all over his body and had a bright yellow spiked Mohawk. He was also wearing a polka dotted bandana, a nose ring, and had a terrible under bite. I tried hard to say hello but as soon as it came out of my mouth all I wanted to say was goodbye. He tried to start a conversation but I pushed him out of every attempt and rushed out of that horrible place, almost dragging Takakura with me.

[HarvestMoon]

Next we head east across a river with a wooden bridge. I discovered that there was another farm on the other side I noticed that there was nothing but crops and green houses, and I asked Takakura why they didn’t have a barn. Takakura told me that this farm is where I will buy the seeds I need. We knocked on the door of one of the tiny log
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cabins next to the green houses. A joyful twenty six-year old girl answered the door, and said, “Hello”. She let us inside, and brought us to the other two people living in the cabin. Then Takakura introduced me to Marlin and Vesta, the owners of the farm. He then explained that the young woman that let us inside was Celia. They make it clear that they’ll have everything I need to plant crops. They said that if I have any questions just to speak to them.
As we left that farm, we headed north to an excavation site. This was where an archeologist named Carter and his assistant Flora lived. They have a Chihuahua for some reason, which has no name. There was a massive hole in the ground where they were digging. I didn’t want to bother them so we left.
On our way back to the farm we passed by a tree and heard lovely music. I asked Takakura where it was coming from and he took me over to the tree and saw a man in a large green hat with a flower on top. He also wore purple hippie glasses and had a brown beard. Again, we didn’t want to bother him, so we left and walked home. When we went back to the farm I was very tired and headed strait for my house and plopped on to my bed. It wasn’t as comfortable and the feather bed in the city but it was comfortable enough that I could sleep. I tried to sleep but then I heard chatter out side my door, so I decided to get up and open the door only to see three tiny little elves. They looked at me some what horrified and they all said together, “I’ve never seen a harvest sprite this big any where”. I just decided to close the door because was freaked out but the smallest one blocked my way. He exclaimed, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you, but we don’t come to other peoples houses very often. We feel that you are special and we want to help you”. I looked at them and let out a sigh of relief. I opened the door some more so that all three were visible. One was wearing yellow clothing, and was the largest of them all. His name was Flak. Another one was wearing red clothing, and by the name of Nak. The small one that blocked the door was named Nik and was wearing oversized blue clothing. They told me about a spring behind my farm, and that if I eat the mushrooms next to their door that I would be taken inside to their home. I said goodbye, because I was exhausted, and they were on their way. Once again I plopped onto my bed and was ready for a goodnights sleep.

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After a couple of days I had gotten used to the farm. The scenery was beautiful and the farm was making a lot of money from the crops and milk I was shipping. One day I headed into town and saw Rock and Lumina talking by the Villa. Rock wanted to go do something but, Lumina wanted to stay home. Lumina just left him there with nothing to do. I walked up to him and I asked what was wrong.
He asked, “Jess, wanna go do something?” I answered him with another question: “What do you want?” All he said was, “Let’s go do something. I figured you weren’t very familiar with the town.” I decided to go with him; I had nothing else to do anyway. “So, where are you taking me?” Rock paused and said, “It’s really cool you just HAVE to come!”
Rock took me to the turtle swamp to see a large turtle, but when we got there the turtle appeared to be dead! This made Rock so mad for some reason, that he dragged me all the way here just to find this turtle dead. As Rock was just starting go on a rampage I reminded him that the turtle had just got up and walked away! Then I left a confused Rock, gaping at the turtle swamp.
When I got back to the farm I was still giggling from what had happened. Who would have imagined that that turtle would just get up and walk away? This kind of stuff could only happen in a book.

I wanna see who's actually gonna read the whole thing!!!

[Lexy]

Originally Posted by XiahouXiao

I haven't read the second one, but the ElliotxChelsea one is great! Although I am not a big fan of that couple.

Well if you ever do, just be aware this story is a LOT darker then the ElliotxChelsea one. At one point the main character violently uses an axe on somebody. I kinda wanna go over it now though, and make it even darker. But yeah there's stuff like Gray getting locked up in a Church basement by the pastor and he's bleeding, bruised, and his senses pretty much die in the complete darkness.

[XiahouXiao]

Originally Posted by Lexy

Well if you ever do, just be aware this story is a LOT darker then the ElliotxChelsea one. At one point the main character violently uses an axe on somebody. I kinda wanna go over it now though, and make it even darker. But yeah there's stuff like Gray getting locked up in a Church basement by the pastor and he's bleeding, bruised, and his senses pretty much die in the complete darkness.

Ooooooh! I am SOOOO gonna read it now! Well, I was going to anyway....

You're talking to the girl who only reads M fanfictions. I don't think anything like that would scare me away. Actually, it would get me more interested.