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posted by sawfan13
Chapter 1



"Excuse me?" He alisema quietly, staring at this woman with confusion. She got on all fours, crawled to him, and said,"I
wanna keep wewe forever." He furrowed his eyebrows and asked,"What? What wewe mean? What the hell is going on here?" She leaned down to his ear and whispered seductively,
"This can go either way, Criss. Promise and I can be your slaves, or," she continued, even quieter and scarier than before,"you can become ours." Criss shuddered in a bad way. No human being on this earth had ever been this way before. Sure, his shabiki base was pretty insane and he's met a few less than sane Loyals, but never like this. He heard
the front door open and close, as the blonde got up and ran downstairs, as he heard yelling;

"What the hell, Prom? wewe were supposed to be here earlier!"

"I'm sorry Gabby, I just-"

"Shut up! Just shut the f-k up! He's awake now and wewe totally missed it! Some true Loyal wewe are!"

"Gab, Professor Sims wanted me to stay after class because-"

"Because wewe two could make out?"

"No! Just because Ginny's professor was like that, doesn't mean all college professors are like this. Now shut up! You'll wake the other girls and if they know this, they'll probably call the police."

"Especially Shawna. She hates Criss and us. Ginny might like him."

They started walking up the stairs, as their conversation went on;

"We should have never done this! We're ruining his freedom and patience. This is cruelty!"

"No, this is his chance for us to sleep with him."

"You're a sicko, Gabby! A real sicko!"

"Quiet down! He'll hear us."

They both walked in the bedroom, as Promise sighed at
him in a dream-like way. She walked over towards him slowly, as Gabby forced her to songesha closer, saying,"Go on! He won't bite. Well, not until we....you know." Promise hit Gabby's arm, as she knelt down. She whispered,"Are wewe okay?" Criss shook his head "no", as tears formed in her eyes. She whispered back,"I'm sorry. I'll find a way to get us both out. Gabby scares me." Gabby pulled her kwa the collar, alama of her shati and said,"What are wewe telling him?! Get the hell away from him! wewe may see him, only when I say it's okay for wewe to see him! Now, unlock his handcuff from
the pipe and cuff it to my head board on my bed. Then, go to your room and go to sleep, before I put wewe to sleep!"
"Yes ma'am." Promise alisema meekly. Promise did as she told her to do, as Criss whispered in her ear,"Why do wewe take that shit from her? You're so much better than that." She replied,"You have no idea how dangerous this woman is."
She left after cuffing Criss to the head board, as Gabby changed into her pajamas right in front of Criss. Criss looked away out of respect, yet at the same time disgust.
Not that Gabby was ugly, but she was psychotic.

Gabby crawled on the kitanda in a tiny yellow floral print teddy.
She alisema to him,"Let's have fun, but we have to be quiet. We don't wanna wake the other girls." Criss pressed his foot against her stomach and said,"No. I don't want to." Her facial expression changed from a happy/seductive to a scary/mean/hurt/blank expression. "Yes, wewe will." "No I won't. I'm not gonna let wewe get whatever wewe want." She gulped, lying to herself, saying that it was too soon for her and Criss to get together right away (though deep down the truth is, she knew Criss didn't want her.) "Fine. We'll cuddle. I will, however, get wewe to change your mind someway, somehow." Criss smirked in an angry sort of way,"Try me." His voice was cold and hurt. How dare she do this to him! She crawled beside of and wrapped her skinny little lanky arms around him. He shivered, as she pulled the blankets over him, thinking he was cold. He wasn't cold, he was uncomfortable. He felt suffocated, and he barely spent five dakika with her. He didn't want to go back to sleep, but his eyes spoke differently. He drifted off, hoping that he would wake up back nyumbani in his own kitanda without any psychos clinging to him.


Promise cried herself to sleep. She wanted to be strong and brave, like Criss and his stunts on Mindfreak. She couldn't. She had known Gabby since their freshman mwaka of college and she knew how dangerous this girl was. Yet, she had to make a private plan to help Criss return home.
posted by alicia386
Chapter Six

      It was exactly what Dakota feared. The figure now huddled in a conner weeping it's eyes out. It was Reese but this side of Reese was something Dakota had never seen before. It was bizarre and horrifying. Reese didn't even notice Dakota staring at her through the tiny window on the door. Reese was probably so insane that she probably did kill Abby whether she knew it au not. Dakota couldn't process her friend au what she thought was her friend. The girl inside of that room was a monster, a trembling, distraught, monster.
      "You are not suppose to be back here miss,"...
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posted by rory2011
siku kwa siku ,the blood covering the streets zaidi ,I don't know how I got here ,in this mitaani, mtaa ,all I remember that I wanted to check out my sister if she's in the house au not ,well ,looks like my feet lead me here again

the sun was covered kwa the raining clouds ,the dead bodies were everywhere ,people who survived were screaming to take the bodies away before the rain fall down ,I wanted to help them ,so I helped a woman to take her daughter's dead body away
when we entered to a place looked like a small hospital ,the woman hold her daughter ,I was standing inayofuata to her watching her crying on...
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Well, this is a song I wrote.

I've heard it wrong
There's been a mistake
There was a time when I won and I knew it

We will go on and on and on and on
There will be no zaidi mistakes
For the future
We will fight through it all without complaint

We are the winners, my friend
And we'll fight through it all in the end
There's no time to lose it
Cuz we are the winners

Well, I know that it's been a great day
We've done it all
We've been the best we can be and wewe know it
We are the winners, my friend.
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posted by alicia386
Chapter Eight: Hello, Stranger Please Don't Betray Me

      The guy stood in front of us. We needed to give him answer and fast. He was a spy and he probably knew zaidi then he was letting on. This make sit hard to trust him. Courtney immediately alisema yes. I gave her a glare and shrugged. Raven was nodding her head as while. It made me think. Were they up to something? Did they know the guy? They could have known him because he goes here for school. Actually, he seemed much older then the rest of us. He had boyish features but he certainly was someone who looks much older then 18.
     ...
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posted by BlondLionEzel
Chapter 2

Everyday, Prince jay would go to the Kitsune's cage and gave her chakula and Comfort for when she was sad. After a few days, Jays brother, Cole, Started to worry and went to their father, King George.

"I am worried about Jay" Cole told their Father, "He is always giving chakula to that filthy Kitsune!"

"Let him do what he wants" King George told Cole, "He probably doesn't have real feelings for her, i think". Then he thought of an idea and told him his evil plan.

The inayofuata day, jay heard crying. He ran down the stairs and saw Cole whipping the Kitsune while the Guards were laughing at her pain....
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Source: Google,Just Type uandishi Inspiration!
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posted by cuteypuffgirl
This a short poem I came up with. I'm not a descriptive person. I prefer just simple words in poems. This deals with the term, "Looking behind the smile." This is inspired kwa a friend and mine's life experiences. Enjoy :)

Gone: a poem

She sat alone
in the corner of the room.
She didn't speak
she would merely loom.
Like she was a shadow
an invisible ghost.
No one gave
a damn at the most.

She would sit there
and simply stare
looking at those
who ignored her.
No one looked
at her twice
no one bothered
when she was nice.

She was a nobody,
forgotten kwa all.
Her ever-blank stares
directed at the bare, empty wall....
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