My life so far has been...different. My dad left me and my mom when I was two. But something great came out of that I got an amazing new dad named Bill who we now know has dementia but we'll make it through...My brother is a junior in collage and I can't believe I'm saying this but I upendo him so. My mom is a nurse she's been married twice before Bill there going to get married lets hope soon! I upendo wanyama but I don't have any right now because my kitten got run over kwa a car two days before my birthday..I found out she died the siku after my birthday...all I wanted that mwaka for my birthday was to she her again.I have had ten samaki what can I say there not a real pet but I guess I'm the samaki killer! Now let me tell wewe a little zaidi about me...
Love- I upendo my Marafiki here on fanpop
Alli I hope wewe never stop wrighting and believing in yourself wewe are Beautiful brown hair in all! wewe great soul and I hope that boy au your Marafiki don't break it...P.S wewe tell them that I alisema that and maybe he'll remember to say HI!
Maria You've been through a lot so haven't I but you'll make it through all the pain and hurt and moyo break...you are strong and no one can break you! Your beautiful and one siku wewe will see the light behind the darkness
Hate- When people talk bad about other people...it makes me sick! I've been bullied,called names. But the then that I hate most and the worst I've every been talked about is kwa parents...Yes parents not kids. When I didn't know about my whole eye problem I had bad balance and I was a bad dancer...they would talk about me in the waiting room at dance about how I wound never be as good as the daughter au how I wound never be a good dancer. But look at me now...I'm on a dance team making my way to a solo! And I want those moms to know something...
I Heard Every Word...
Now think about that before wewe talk bad about something because the person your talking about always ends up hearing it.
Love/Hate- My life and how I look. I don't believe that I'm that pretty. When I look in the mirror I see a girl with big blue eyes and thick eye brows, and pale skin with a couple of freckles. A sort of big nose...and big round lips the go down like a frown. And I see uunmanageable hair that goes ten different ways. upendo the color of my hair ever changing but I just wish it wasn't so fluffy and big! I upendo how I'm creative and stuff but sometimes people take avantage of me with my drawings.
My life has been filled with amazement and gifts but is also been a cruse...But somw say all that pain makes wewe stronger...
I've been working on my Book series The Quest For Nova now for six months. I believe that I'm in every character on every page I'm there. I believe that I'm most like Artista because growing up I really wasn't aloud to be myself and we both have Artistic side of us! I believe I'm Viva because of her dark past. But I can't wait to share many zaidi great ideas with my Marafiki here and I hope your ready for Book to of The Quest For Nova called Wanted...and maybe there's going to be a book three? Find out soon...
This poem means a lot to me so I hope wewe like it
A Dancers Dream Ruined
I slip on my shoes
and lace them up.
Knowing that this is the last time.
I step onto the floor,
And stroll to the center.
I look in the mirrors surrounding me.
And think how could I have messed up?
I was only trying to be perfect.
What did I do wrong? I was only doing what the others did.
I find the courage to do my dance one last time.
With people watching me and starting to cry,
I start to feel a tear run down my face.
But then I saw one little girl.
Who reminded me of me.
so I smiled and put on a happy face.
I didn’t want her to give up on her dream.
So I did my dance gracefully,
Better than I have ever done before.
Then when it was over and the light,
Was no longer shining bright.
and,
I Lost control.
My dream of being in that dance was over.
I tried so hard to be perfect, that
I had damaged my dream.
kwa not seeing what was happening to me.
At first I thought this dream had damaged me
But now I see this dream is still with me…
But I live it thought in a new way.
Fierce & upendo
Malmcd au Mallory McDonald
Love- I upendo my Marafiki here on fanpop
Alli I hope wewe never stop wrighting and believing in yourself wewe are Beautiful brown hair in all! wewe great soul and I hope that boy au your Marafiki don't break it...P.S wewe tell them that I alisema that and maybe he'll remember to say HI!
Maria You've been through a lot so haven't I but you'll make it through all the pain and hurt and moyo break...you are strong and no one can break you! Your beautiful and one siku wewe will see the light behind the darkness
Hate- When people talk bad about other people...it makes me sick! I've been bullied,called names. But the then that I hate most and the worst I've every been talked about is kwa parents...Yes parents not kids. When I didn't know about my whole eye problem I had bad balance and I was a bad dancer...they would talk about me in the waiting room at dance about how I wound never be as good as the daughter au how I wound never be a good dancer. But look at me now...I'm on a dance team making my way to a solo! And I want those moms to know something...
I Heard Every Word...
Now think about that before wewe talk bad about something because the person your talking about always ends up hearing it.
Love/Hate- My life and how I look. I don't believe that I'm that pretty. When I look in the mirror I see a girl with big blue eyes and thick eye brows, and pale skin with a couple of freckles. A sort of big nose...and big round lips the go down like a frown. And I see uunmanageable hair that goes ten different ways. upendo the color of my hair ever changing but I just wish it wasn't so fluffy and big! I upendo how I'm creative and stuff but sometimes people take avantage of me with my drawings.
My life has been filled with amazement and gifts but is also been a cruse...But somw say all that pain makes wewe stronger...
I've been working on my Book series The Quest For Nova now for six months. I believe that I'm in every character on every page I'm there. I believe that I'm most like Artista because growing up I really wasn't aloud to be myself and we both have Artistic side of us! I believe I'm Viva because of her dark past. But I can't wait to share many zaidi great ideas with my Marafiki here and I hope your ready for Book to of The Quest For Nova called Wanted...and maybe there's going to be a book three? Find out soon...
This poem means a lot to me so I hope wewe like it
A Dancers Dream Ruined
I slip on my shoes
and lace them up.
Knowing that this is the last time.
I step onto the floor,
And stroll to the center.
I look in the mirrors surrounding me.
And think how could I have messed up?
I was only trying to be perfect.
What did I do wrong? I was only doing what the others did.
I find the courage to do my dance one last time.
With people watching me and starting to cry,
I start to feel a tear run down my face.
But then I saw one little girl.
Who reminded me of me.
so I smiled and put on a happy face.
I didn’t want her to give up on her dream.
So I did my dance gracefully,
Better than I have ever done before.
Then when it was over and the light,
Was no longer shining bright.
and,
I Lost control.
My dream of being in that dance was over.
I tried so hard to be perfect, that
I had damaged my dream.
kwa not seeing what was happening to me.
At first I thought this dream had damaged me
But now I see this dream is still with me…
But I live it thought in a new way.
Fierce & upendo
Malmcd au Mallory McDonald
James
Izzy flew through the forest, the breeze as fresh as a brisk winter's morning. Faragonda hadnt even tried to follow her, just stood there blank. As Izzy flew off tward the large tower she peered into the window she had remembered and saw Dana, sitting on her bed, Misstress Griffen talking with her. When Griffen had left, Izzy knocked on the window, Dana jumped startled and ran over to the window quickly opening it "Get in here!" Dana whisper shouted and rushed Izzy into the closet "Hold on," Dana sat on the kitanda just as Griffen walked in "Dana, wewe havent seen a girl lately right?" Dana shrugged "besides Alcri no," just then a box fell in the closet and griffens hand casps the knob
oh no!
oh no!
Yulia
