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Journey Into Fear – DivX Version (Normal Quality), iPod/iPhone Version
November 23, 2009 | Tagged 1943, Barrier Edgar, Bennett Richard, Conried Hans, Cotten Joseph, Drama, Durant Jack, Film-Noir, Meltzer Robert, Moss Jack, Readick Frank, Schnabel Stefan, Sloane Everett, War, Wyatt Eustace | Leave a Comment
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IMDB rating: 6.70 Plot: L’ingegnere Graham e sua moglie stanno viaggiando attraverso la Turchia. Una notte subiscono un apparente attentato. Il colonnello Haki, capo della polizia segreta turca, consiglia ai due di lasciare immediatamente il paese. Sulla nave su cui sta viaggiando Graham incontra strani e misteriosi personaggi. Sfuggito a vari attentati alla sua vita, sfugge agli agenti nazisti e raggiunge la moglie. Banat, un agente nazista, vorrebbe uccidere l’ingegnere, ma Haki lo salva, lanciando il nazista giu dal cornicione del palazzo dove si sono scontrati all’ultimo sangue. |
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Actors: Cotten Joseph,Durant Jack,Sloane Everett,Wyatt Eustace,Readick Frank,Barrier Edgar,Moss Jack,Schnabel Stefan,Conried Hans,Meltzer Robert,Meltzer Robert,Bennett Richard,Film-Noir,Drama,War,
Do you think a publisher would publish something like this?
I’ve been writing alot. and I got this idea its nothing like twilight or anything its something different. and I just want opinions on it cause I might actually decide to finish it. Im at chapter 2. I just started a few days ago.
Epilogue: I run from the past. I’m afraid of the future. Sometimes I wish I was a little girl again, that way somethings would still be normal. I’d have my old friends back. There are days I just want to walk up to them and hug them..knowing everythings going to be alright. But now we hardly look at each other. Now we mainly fight. Each day goes by slowly. Every where I turn I fear the past will come back and haunt me. So far it has.Each day a new fear emerges. I’m afraid of pain, losing,winning. I just fear everything. I remember my old friend Xavier telling me everyone is meant for someone, how i wished what he said was true. I sometimes wonder if he was that "one" for me. But we have gone our seperate paths.Theres times I miss the old him. The way things used to be. But now in the school hall way I just see a reminder from the past. Who I was, Where I used to be, How I’ve changed. Sometimes I miss him, but then again sometimes, I don’t. We say hi once in awhile but never really talk. I guess that means, our paths have crossed and ended. Just once I hope to see him again and be reminded of how we used to be friends. The fear I have is just slowly taking over. I’ll admit, I did at one point have strong feelings for him. But as time moves forward,friends fade away and the emotions you have towards them fade too.I still have a few close friends but, I still miss my old good friend. I really wish he was around right now. I know I can go to my friends. But I wish I could go to him, we were once so close.But two paths may cross each other but never go in the same direction. Lately my fear hasn’t been to bad. Its just when reminders of who I was or who I am today trigger my fears and they become reality. There’s times I want to give up, Times I want to keep going..How Long will these fears be there?
Chapter One.
Reflection
Another day, another regret, every second goes by. Things start to set in. I stare out into the dark night sky. Wondering when things will fall into place, like the universe is a jigsaw puzzle and I’m slowly putting the pieces of it together. I guess by now you would like to know my name. My name is Maya, I am 16. This is my story/journal. Whatever you wish to call it. My life has been a journey one of which I will never forget. I’ve made new friends,lost old ones.I have had several bonds some of which can never be replaced. Its funny reflecting on this now during my final days I fully understand the universes intention for me. My story begins a few years ago, I was 13, I just moved into this new place. My adopted parents wanted to move to make a fresh new start. The reason I call them adopted parents, is because they took me in when my parents disappeared on one of their vacations. I like living with Becca and her husband Mark. They’re really nice, they can’t have a child of their own so when they had the option of helping me, they took it.They never told me the name of the place we were moving too. Once we got there, I got out of the van. I looked at our new 2 story victorian style house. Becky told me I didn’t have to stick around that they could go unpack and I could explore my new surroundings turned and walked down the side walk.Then across the street from me I saw this most amazing boy ever..
His eyes shone a crystal-like violet color. Large purple rings slumped slightly below his bottom lashes, I simply couldn’t take my eyes off of him. His eyes had me paralyzed with amazement. His skin was as pale as the midnight moon itself, his hair wavey & dark, falling just above his chin. He noticed my gaze and smiled. His teeth were perfect little,white pearls. I froze instantly. He started to walk over. The little voice inside my head started to panick. Hello" he said in a voice so calm,so relaxing.
"Um..Hello" I said in a small squeak.
"My names is Xavier, you are?" he asked
"I uh..well my name is..Um." I started to mumble.
He laughed, a light soft chuckle.
"You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.."
"No, I want to, its just ..your eyes are so.." I kept going on like an idiot
He looked at me with intense eyes..waiting for my name.
"Its Maya.My name is Maya" I finally choked out.
"Maya" he repeated.
"Yes?" I automatically responded.
He smiled and laughed again.
"What?" I frowned, "You keep laughing at me"
"Nothing. I’m not laughing at you, I’m laughing because it took you so long to say a full sentence. Your nervous aren’t you?"
I nodded.
"Why?" He questioned.
"Well..because I’m new and your the first person i’ve talked too around here,and as I was going to say before your eyes are hypnotizing
He nodded. "I see". He turned and started to walk away. I stood there, not sure what to say or do. He looked back at me and
He can’t publish it now that it leaked out into the Internet.
David | Nov 22, 2009
No. You are writing about yourself. Sorry to inform you, but you have not lived an exciting life. I read in Writer’s Digest that publishers are flooded with manuscripts from authors whom write about their experiences. They said that people do not realize that no one finds their lives half as interesting as the author does. Seriously, your ife problems and adventures are not publishable. You won’t find a publisher eager to hand you a big cheque. I apologize if I’m harsh, but it’s the truth.
Geoffry | Nov 22, 2009
I’m afraid I have to agree with David and Geoffry. Yes, they were A.Holes in the way they told you, but when it comes right down to it, no one would really pay anything to read this. Sorry.
Budd | Nov 22, 2009
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