Lives. What do wewe think of them? Have wewe ever found true happiness? Did wewe ever lose something valuable to you? Is there something constantly saying to wewe on your mind, "Please Don't Happen!"
Well, those all make your emotions deep. It's actually pretty obvious, when somebody steals the last cookie from the cookie jar, wewe get mad. Not on a personal level but anger gets induced into you.
Now, you're probably kusoma this and wondering what the hell I'm talking about. Well, my life.
I am not going to complain that it sucks and everything is so boring and nobody has a soul, but there are just some things, burning deep in my heart, that I need to get out. And maybe teach a lesson au two.
wewe see, I wasn't always a normal person. I was an average 5 mwaka old going to kindergarten, but I was never really liked. Heck, I had no idea what it was like to be loved.
My sister was loud, mean, rude, and overbearing, my mom, no offense at all and I don't want to sound like a bully au a complainer, but she is so lazy always watching television. And my dad can be REALLY rude and loud at times and often makes me cry.
I never really had any Marafiki either. I was always alone on the school bench kicking around woodchips eating a ham sandwich, sandwichi I had to make myself when I was 5.
Now, don't get me wrong, I am not trying to make wewe feel sorry for me, and I know some people's lives are worse, but every year, passing away so quickly, at the end of it, I feel a piece of myself die.
My soul was so sad during those days and every night of every day, I cried softly under my mto wishing for a compassionate person to walk into my life.
Yeah, some kids were nice, but barely ever alisema a single syllable to me. Yeah, the teachers were nice, but never seemed to remember me.
I never experienced any fun either. I was on the field mowing the lawn since I was six.
Middle school was even worse. The entire 7th grade mwaka I was completely alone, and I swear not a single person alisema anything to me, and my parents were even zaidi strict.
That mwaka was breaking the 4th ukuta though. I didn't know how much longer this neverending pain would last, I didn't even know if it would ever go away.
A single tear rolled down my cheek as I didn't know what I would do. My whole existence had been nothing, and I didn't think I'd ever become anything. Another hard mwaka passed away, and I moved on into the 8th grade. It was then I spotted an 8th grade student sitting right inayofuata to me, a beautiful girl kwa the name of Cynthia. She was unlike anything I had ever seen in my life! Her hair slowly being blown kwa the wind, her deep blue eyes, her soft cute cheeks, and it was right then and there I knew I was in love.
The first week nothing happened, as I was way to nervous to say a single word to her, but somehow miraculously the teacher paired us up for an assignment together. We were supposed to pick our inayopendelewa president and state very detailed why they were.
It was then I heard her gentle sweet voice, and the words, I'll never forget them.
"We better get started now if we want to get an A! :)"
"Yeah, I guess...."
"So what's you're name?"
"Umm, why do wewe want to know?"
"We're partners silly, you're so funny!"
"Me: *Blushes as red as the reddest of apples."
Well that was kind of embarrassing.
So long story short, we met at the maktaba every siku completing the assignment, and I really got to know her better! And she was so intelligent when it came to the assignment too, not slacking off a single time while having a conversation with me.
To me it just sounded like something out of a upendo story.
Then she actually became my friend and wanted to hang out! I was so amazed, I finally had a friend to just generally mess around and play with! (Even though I realized it wasn't kindergarten anymore.)
At the end of every siku we'd swing on a swing set and just generally talk about bila mpangilio things. I accidently ended up spitting out how I really liked her though and then my hilarious (Only) friend Moe comes absolutely out of nowhere and says, and I quote, "YOU IDIOT! wewe WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO SAY THAT YET, wewe SPILLED THE BEANS AND NOW LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE!"
"Me: SORRY I WAS NERVOUS! AGH! STOP CHASING MEEEE!!!!!!!!!"
"TRAITORIDIOTMORONBIRDBRAINNINCAPOOPLOSERRETARDEDLITTLE"
(Yeah, he's joking, that's why I like it when Moe does this kind of stuff.)
Then I heard a laugh from Cynthia.
She once again told us how funny we were, which also made me blush, then she looked down and asked me if I really liked her.
And boy did I spill way too many of the beans here.
(I like saying that, :D)
"Me: *Stuttering* Well, uh, wewe see, *Clears voice*"
"Well, what is it, I want to know if wewe really meant it..."
"Me: *Heart Pounding, FAST,* Yes. I do. I really really like wewe Cynthia, ever since I first saw you. wewe are so kind and gentle and deep with your emotions. My whole life has been nothing but when I met wewe I felt something strong jab into my heart, a jab of not only love, but a jab of feelings. I had never have anybody care for me so much, au be so nice to me, *Tears in my eyes at this point* Cynthia.....I l-l....*I look straight into her deep lovely eyes* I upendo wewe Cynthia!"
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND
Yeah. This actually happened.
After that INCREDIBLY EMBARRASSING SPEECH
we became Boyfriend/Girlfriend.
And now It's week 4 of middle school and things are going better than they ever did before. I moved out of my old house and, because Moe is awesome, his dad, Frank Aurora, was letting me live with him for only 2 dollars a week. I now have 2 great compassionate Marafiki and things are only getting better, all my pain, misery, and suffering has finally come to an end. And readers, thank wewe for reading.
Hope wewe enjoyed, and remember, no matter what get's wewe down, things get better......All the time.