wewe were playing a song kwa one of your inayopendelewa muziki acts, and your boyfriend, Taylor, happened to be in the same room as you. He listened to wewe sing and strum your guitar, gitaa as he relaxed in a recliner after a long siku of filming. wewe didn't notice him until after wewe got done, though. As wewe put your guitar, gitaa up, wewe heard something strange. wewe looked and looked around. Then, wewe saw Taylor, passed out and snoring. He had fallen asleep to the sound of your voice.
wewe never thought wewe had a good voice. wewe never thought wewe had a bad voice either. wewe thought wewe sounded OK....
Taylor and I walked in the house from chajio, chakula cha jioni and I just sighed sitting on the couch; he sat inayofuata to me pulling me on his lap which was the first intimate moment in weeks. I played with the thread of my shirt; Taylor cupped my chin so I am looking in his eyes.
Why didn't wewe tell me he asked?
wewe hate me so I just didn't I said.
Wait I don't hate wewe Taylor said.
Yes wewe do no kissing, touching au no nothing I just felt unloved I alisema shrugging my shoulders.
I walked in the house I share with Taylor from work he is nowhere around; I threw my bag on the kitanda then ran down the hall to empty my stomach. I am six weeks pregnant but Taylor doesn't know; the pass few weeks we have been distant, stop eating together, argue zaidi and sleep far apart. The last time we made upendo was four weeks ago; I just went upstairs to kuoga enjoying the warm water sliding down on my fatigue body. I finished my kuoga wrapping a towel around my body while drying my hair with the other; I sit on the kitanda putting on baby oil before walking over pulling on apple bottom...
chapter.1. Bella For the first time in agess i saw Jacob i closed my eyes not thinking of him I upendo Edward not Jacob he walked to me and said"Hey Bella!" i replied with giult in my eyes "Hello Jacob how are you?" when i opened my eyes he was over at the ukuta making out with Bella Hanzly the new kid i ran as fast as i could to my truck i tripped over alot but i made it and sitting in the cab was Edward his bronz hair shining i climbed in and siad to him "I'm going nyumbani are wewe coming?" he just alisema "sure" not whats wrong au why just sure i...
After ten minutes, Kohl eventually ound us and took a kiti, kiti cha in our section. And after nearly half an hour, the rest of the administration showed up. The teachers all went to their positions at the ends of every couple of rows, uigizaji like chaperones while the principals took to the stage.
There are four different main principals at Galaxy. Three were for each branch of the school; the elementary, middle and high school parts. Then there was the overseeing one who was called "the dean". Dean Taylor was the one who took to the podium, the...
"Teenage recording artist and former Disney Channel star, Demi Lovato has been identified and confirmed as the young woman who died in Saturday evening's downtown Los Angeles fire. The moto is suspected to be arson and considered to be related to a conflict Saturday afternoon at the place in question, a restaurant called Italiana..."
Quietly, I raised the remote and shut off the TV before turning to my brothers.
I tried not to think about how the media was wrong about the person who died.
Back when our parents were still alive, our father required us to have family dinners together once every two weeks. Since we were so busy with all of us kids in Little League Baseball plus school, extracurricular, Mamma and Daddy's jobs, we hardly ate at the same time. So once every bi-weekly we made a family meal together and ate it together. It was actually kind of fun. Sometimes we learned new things, like how to make our own homemade tortillas, chicken fried mchele au jumbalya.
I was pacing in the warm sand of Wylow beach, my stomach lurched over and over as I paced. The green palm fronds of a palm mti were shading me as I paced, the sand oozing in the cracks of my wedges. He's coming. I thought as I gently yanked off the silky petal of the blue tulip I was holding.
He's coming not.
He's coming not.
Lurching once more, I glanced down at the last petal on the flower. He's coming...not. Sadly, I pulled off the last...