Millions of Miles Apart
From the moment your born somewhere out there wewe have a true love. At less that’s what they say? They say there’s one person who has the same moyo strings as wewe and they complete you. And there’s nothing that can keep wewe apart from one another...But what if my one true upendo isn’t here? I mean what if I never find him au her if that’s the case which I hope it’s not. I don’t know what to say but I’m different from the rest...What if there’s no one out there for me?
My name is Sunflower I was born on the first siku of spring, March 20, 1998. And was born and raised in Maine for all my life so far. I just turned 13. I was born with albinism. Albinism Congenital disorder characterized kwa the complete au partial absence of pigment in the skin, hair and eyes due to absence au defect of an enzyme involved in the production of melanin. At less that’s what my doctor says. In other words I’m albino. I have white skin, white hair and red eye’s. But the sad thing is that I upendo the sun which isn’t good for me. That siku in the delivery room was the happiest siku my mother’s life she told me. She alisema that she was over joy when she saw my for the first time. She alisema that she didn’t care that I had albinism she loved me who I was. She loved that I was different and unique white skin in all. But my father on the other hand didn’t like that I was different. He thought I would be trouble. Something that would just empty out his wallet with all the mediation and doctors and everything else because of my disorder. My mother was the only one how thought I was truly beautiful...Until she was taken away from me...
April 16, 2004
The spring breeze flowed into Miss. L’s Kindergarten class room. A little girl with skin as white as snow sat in the corner. Her red eyes set on her coloring page. First she grabbed a red and scribbled on the paper. inayofuata came machungwa, chungwa and then yellow. She ran up to the teacher and showed her her drawing.
“Miss. L look at my drawing!” Yelled the little girl stumbling her way to the teacher. She held up a drawing of a upinde wa mvua it’s colors a little off...Well the yellow was were the blue should be and the red were the green should be.
“Every nice Sunflower...?” alisema Miss. L with a fake smile when a man stormed in with dark brown hair and tan skin. His nose a little cricked. His eye’s blue and filled with shocked tears.
“Umm? Hello sir can I help you?” Asked Miss. L looking at him strange. as he walked over and grabbed Sunflower and though her over his shoulder.
“She has to leave.” He alisema in a strain voice trying to hold back the tears. Sunflower began to wave her legs back and forth with her arms flailing.
“I’m sir wewe can’t do that pick up is at 12:00 o’clock!” alisema Miss. L yelling at him as he walked out the door. Miss. L was going to run after him but she had a class and she couldn’t leave. The man walked up the stairs with Sunflower still over his shoulder.
“Daddy I don’t want’a leave!” Yelled Sunflower. Her father dropped her on to the floor.
“Lesion here sweet pea, njegere I don’t care about what wewe want your mother just got in a car accident and what wewe care about is that wewe want to color! I don’t give a dam if wewe want to color!” alisema her father anger strutting with tears running down his face. He stormed off and muttered something under his breath. “It’s because of wewe she’s died.” He walked out of the building as Sunflower starred back confused and scared of what just happened. Was she really the reason her mother was now died.
April 21, 2004
Rain dripped down the window. The drips connecting with one another making a game of follow the leader. The once spring siku seemed to all of a sudden get dark and grey. The field she once played in five days zamani was now filled with people in black dress and ties with tears running down there faces. Sunflower didn’t know what was going on but all she new was her mother was not coming nyumbani ever.
October 14, 2007
Sunflower sat up in her room hidden from the rest of the world...afraid and scared. All she could hear was the sounds of yelling and glass breaking. The sound rang though her ears. She put her hands up to her ears and closed her eyes hoping that it would be over soon.
Over the last couple of years her father began to favor drinking. Sometimes he would get so drunk that he would end up historically crying. He would would though bottles and even though Sunflower. He began to tarehe this girl named Rose. Sunflower even at age eight could tell right through her Rose’s layered makeup, she could tell that she was trouble. She new she was not her mother and that she would never would be...
At this point in her live she was eight turning nine. She didn’t have any friends. She felt that her life was like a big black hole with escape. And no way out...
February 19, 2008
Sunflower still felt pain in her chest for the news she heard five day’s before. The thought still raddled in her brain. The thought of her dad getting remarried...to Rose. She know that Rose would never be her mom nor would she ever called her...Mommy. The thought of that made her sick! Rose mommy? What a nightmare.
Although Sunflowers vision is a little off she has a great sense of hearing. She could hear strange sounds coming from the kitchen? So she decided to go look for her self. Even though Rose told her to stay in her room while her father was working the night ship Sunflower wasn’t the person who liked to follow the rules. So she tipped toed down the long hall way to the stair’s. The sound began to get louder and louder with each step she took closer to get to the kitchen. When she walks in she see’s a terrible seen. She saw Rose leaned back against the ukuta on juu of the counter and a man with his hand around her waist and the other behind her head there lips slowly kissing. The man was not her father. Sunflower let out a shrike. Rose turns around and looks surprised.
“What are wewe doing down here?” Her arms still around the man. Tears began to form in Sunflower’s eyes.
“I’m telling my father! Sunflower yelled as she began to dart for the door. When Rose’s long legs made it there first blocking her way out.
“No wewe want! Because if wewe do I’ll send wewe away far away and you’ll never see your father again!” Rose alisema felling pretty good in her self.
“Be happier if wewe did that!” She yelled tears now streaming down her face. She pushed past Rose and made a run for it in to the woods. Rose yelled from behind her.
“If wewe leave wewe will never come back!”
Sunflower just adored her and kept to running she kept on running till she couldn’t run on more. She stopped and began to breath normal then she looked up. There was no words for what she saw the beauty was nothing like she ever seen before. She felt the wind flow through her, making the the long nyasi and the whole field of sunflowers move. She began to walk through the maze of flowers when she found a little clearing were there was a small patch of grass. She walked over to nyasi and ran her fingers through the nyasi felling each strand. She sat down and cried he life was following apart as she cried. Each tear meaning losing something she loved.
She thought she was alone but then she saw lights coming her way...it was her father. Even though he didn’t really like Sunflower she was the only thing left of her mother when he looked at her he saw her mothers warm soft skin and not cold lifeless skin that Sunflower had. He pitted her up and hugged her. Sunflower looked over his shoulder and saw Rose in the shadows and puts her finger up to her lips saying not to tell. Sunflower has no choice but to do what she says and shakes her head saying yes.
“What happened?” He asked looking at her making pwani she wasn’t hurt.
“Nothing.” alisema holding her tongue between her lips. He looked at her making pwani she was letting the truth.
“Are wewe shore?” He asked again. Sunflower shock her head up and down saying yes. Her father carried her nyumbani and tucked her into bed. Rose leaned against the door waiting for him to leave. When he did she went over to Sunflower and whispered into her ear.
“Nice onyesha sweetie never do that again. au you’ll get it!” She began to walk out and shut off the lights and closed the door and left Sunflower in the dark alone and scared. A single tear fell onto her mto as the darkness began to kumeza her...
July 13, 2008
Sunflower new as soon as she slipped on her white and pink silk dress that today wound be the end of her life, even if she was ten her life was ending right in front of her cold red eyes. Her father’s last “I do” wound be her last breath. After the kiss there would be no zaidi light in her life only darkness was ahead. Rose looked back and gave to crowd of people a big cheesy smile, most people there Sunflower had not even seem. As Rose and her father walked back down the ail Sunflower looked at him, a man would was so happy then Lost his lover and now he’s found another but still he’s smiling but Sunflower can see that in the inside he’s dying.
The party was all a blur to her. The people the dancing and drinks. Her mind spin and her body ached for love. She wanted to be hugged and told that it would be all right. But all she got was, “Hello wewe must be Jack’s little girl! And I’m so sorry about your mother.” An then they would walk away and songesha on like she was just there, because she was just there. She was died to her father and the world. She was nothing but a sunflower seed in the wind...lost forever.
August 10, 2009
School was about to start and Sunflower was going through all her school supplies. She looked at the pencils and there sharp ends, and also her pens filled with different colors of blue and pink and chokaa green and orange. It looked like a upinde wa mvua exploded inside her bag. Sunflower was happy to go back to school but also sad because she didn’t meet any Marafiki this summer. Her summer was a wast. from Rose and the wedding her life had ended up yet she was still having to live with out a propose.
Her father and Rose had came back from the vacation two weeks zamani but Sunflower still hadn’t seen her father zaidi them six times sense they got home. She felt like she was losing her father and she had already Lost her mother she really had nothing left to loss.
August 20, 2009
Sunflower spin around once more, making the maua, ua ubunifu look as if it was a moving picture like the ones she’d seen on the box in her living room one au twice when her father fell asleep. She put her white silky hair back in a gppony, pony tail with ribbon. She wore her black shinny shoes with buckles. But the one thing she wore most that morning was a smile that let up the room, she thought she would make Marafiki for shore. And they would all upendo her and hang out with her and have sleepovers and party’s and finally have someone to set with. But that’s not what happened this is what happened.
As soon as she got to school she saw a group of girls giggling and talking so she walked right up to them and said, “Hi I’m Sunflower!” The girls just looked at her in shock, they didn’t even need to say any thing there faces alisema all. Sunflower ran away and went over in to the bushes and started to cried as she heard the girls laugh behind her, but her siku would get worse. She Lost her way to her class and she ate lunch alone and she cried in the bathroom stale finally she ran way.
She lived a mile away from the school but still a mile a long way for a 10 mwaka old, but she would give up. She made it nyumbani but she new Rose was also nyumbani so she went into the field near her house. It was filled with wild flowers like the ones on her dress, but mostly it was filled with sunflowers. She ran into the field with joy because she was getting away from that mean school and her dark house of hate, she was now free. She found her way to a little kilima in the middle of the field where she could see every thing and she sat right down on the wild uncut grass. Around her were a couple of flowers and some small bushes but other then that she was alone. She closed her eyes and listened to the sounds a nature around her, but then she heard a crackle sound coming from behind her. She opened to scarlet red eyes and looked around but no one was there, she let out a small, “Hello” That’s when she heard a voice answer back...
From the moment your born somewhere out there wewe have a true love. At less that’s what they say? They say there’s one person who has the same moyo strings as wewe and they complete you. And there’s nothing that can keep wewe apart from one another...But what if my one true upendo isn’t here? I mean what if I never find him au her if that’s the case which I hope it’s not. I don’t know what to say but I’m different from the rest...What if there’s no one out there for me?
My name is Sunflower I was born on the first siku of spring, March 20, 1998. And was born and raised in Maine for all my life so far. I just turned 13. I was born with albinism. Albinism Congenital disorder characterized kwa the complete au partial absence of pigment in the skin, hair and eyes due to absence au defect of an enzyme involved in the production of melanin. At less that’s what my doctor says. In other words I’m albino. I have white skin, white hair and red eye’s. But the sad thing is that I upendo the sun which isn’t good for me. That siku in the delivery room was the happiest siku my mother’s life she told me. She alisema that she was over joy when she saw my for the first time. She alisema that she didn’t care that I had albinism she loved me who I was. She loved that I was different and unique white skin in all. But my father on the other hand didn’t like that I was different. He thought I would be trouble. Something that would just empty out his wallet with all the mediation and doctors and everything else because of my disorder. My mother was the only one how thought I was truly beautiful...Until she was taken away from me...
April 16, 2004
The spring breeze flowed into Miss. L’s Kindergarten class room. A little girl with skin as white as snow sat in the corner. Her red eyes set on her coloring page. First she grabbed a red and scribbled on the paper. inayofuata came machungwa, chungwa and then yellow. She ran up to the teacher and showed her her drawing.
“Miss. L look at my drawing!” Yelled the little girl stumbling her way to the teacher. She held up a drawing of a upinde wa mvua it’s colors a little off...Well the yellow was were the blue should be and the red were the green should be.
“Every nice Sunflower...?” alisema Miss. L with a fake smile when a man stormed in with dark brown hair and tan skin. His nose a little cricked. His eye’s blue and filled with shocked tears.
“Umm? Hello sir can I help you?” Asked Miss. L looking at him strange. as he walked over and grabbed Sunflower and though her over his shoulder.
“She has to leave.” He alisema in a strain voice trying to hold back the tears. Sunflower began to wave her legs back and forth with her arms flailing.
“I’m sir wewe can’t do that pick up is at 12:00 o’clock!” alisema Miss. L yelling at him as he walked out the door. Miss. L was going to run after him but she had a class and she couldn’t leave. The man walked up the stairs with Sunflower still over his shoulder.
“Daddy I don’t want’a leave!” Yelled Sunflower. Her father dropped her on to the floor.
“Lesion here sweet pea, njegere I don’t care about what wewe want your mother just got in a car accident and what wewe care about is that wewe want to color! I don’t give a dam if wewe want to color!” alisema her father anger strutting with tears running down his face. He stormed off and muttered something under his breath. “It’s because of wewe she’s died.” He walked out of the building as Sunflower starred back confused and scared of what just happened. Was she really the reason her mother was now died.
April 21, 2004
Rain dripped down the window. The drips connecting with one another making a game of follow the leader. The once spring siku seemed to all of a sudden get dark and grey. The field she once played in five days zamani was now filled with people in black dress and ties with tears running down there faces. Sunflower didn’t know what was going on but all she new was her mother was not coming nyumbani ever.
October 14, 2007
Sunflower sat up in her room hidden from the rest of the world...afraid and scared. All she could hear was the sounds of yelling and glass breaking. The sound rang though her ears. She put her hands up to her ears and closed her eyes hoping that it would be over soon.
Over the last couple of years her father began to favor drinking. Sometimes he would get so drunk that he would end up historically crying. He would would though bottles and even though Sunflower. He began to tarehe this girl named Rose. Sunflower even at age eight could tell right through her Rose’s layered makeup, she could tell that she was trouble. She new she was not her mother and that she would never would be...
At this point in her live she was eight turning nine. She didn’t have any friends. She felt that her life was like a big black hole with escape. And no way out...
February 19, 2008
Sunflower still felt pain in her chest for the news she heard five day’s before. The thought still raddled in her brain. The thought of her dad getting remarried...to Rose. She know that Rose would never be her mom nor would she ever called her...Mommy. The thought of that made her sick! Rose mommy? What a nightmare.
Although Sunflowers vision is a little off she has a great sense of hearing. She could hear strange sounds coming from the kitchen? So she decided to go look for her self. Even though Rose told her to stay in her room while her father was working the night ship Sunflower wasn’t the person who liked to follow the rules. So she tipped toed down the long hall way to the stair’s. The sound began to get louder and louder with each step she took closer to get to the kitchen. When she walks in she see’s a terrible seen. She saw Rose leaned back against the ukuta on juu of the counter and a man with his hand around her waist and the other behind her head there lips slowly kissing. The man was not her father. Sunflower let out a shrike. Rose turns around and looks surprised.
“What are wewe doing down here?” Her arms still around the man. Tears began to form in Sunflower’s eyes.
“I’m telling my father! Sunflower yelled as she began to dart for the door. When Rose’s long legs made it there first blocking her way out.
“No wewe want! Because if wewe do I’ll send wewe away far away and you’ll never see your father again!” Rose alisema felling pretty good in her self.
“Be happier if wewe did that!” She yelled tears now streaming down her face. She pushed past Rose and made a run for it in to the woods. Rose yelled from behind her.
“If wewe leave wewe will never come back!”
Sunflower just adored her and kept to running she kept on running till she couldn’t run on more. She stopped and began to breath normal then she looked up. There was no words for what she saw the beauty was nothing like she ever seen before. She felt the wind flow through her, making the the long nyasi and the whole field of sunflowers move. She began to walk through the maze of flowers when she found a little clearing were there was a small patch of grass. She walked over to nyasi and ran her fingers through the nyasi felling each strand. She sat down and cried he life was following apart as she cried. Each tear meaning losing something she loved.
She thought she was alone but then she saw lights coming her way...it was her father. Even though he didn’t really like Sunflower she was the only thing left of her mother when he looked at her he saw her mothers warm soft skin and not cold lifeless skin that Sunflower had. He pitted her up and hugged her. Sunflower looked over his shoulder and saw Rose in the shadows and puts her finger up to her lips saying not to tell. Sunflower has no choice but to do what she says and shakes her head saying yes.
“What happened?” He asked looking at her making pwani she wasn’t hurt.
“Nothing.” alisema holding her tongue between her lips. He looked at her making pwani she was letting the truth.
“Are wewe shore?” He asked again. Sunflower shock her head up and down saying yes. Her father carried her nyumbani and tucked her into bed. Rose leaned against the door waiting for him to leave. When he did she went over to Sunflower and whispered into her ear.
“Nice onyesha sweetie never do that again. au you’ll get it!” She began to walk out and shut off the lights and closed the door and left Sunflower in the dark alone and scared. A single tear fell onto her mto as the darkness began to kumeza her...
July 13, 2008
Sunflower new as soon as she slipped on her white and pink silk dress that today wound be the end of her life, even if she was ten her life was ending right in front of her cold red eyes. Her father’s last “I do” wound be her last breath. After the kiss there would be no zaidi light in her life only darkness was ahead. Rose looked back and gave to crowd of people a big cheesy smile, most people there Sunflower had not even seem. As Rose and her father walked back down the ail Sunflower looked at him, a man would was so happy then Lost his lover and now he’s found another but still he’s smiling but Sunflower can see that in the inside he’s dying.
The party was all a blur to her. The people the dancing and drinks. Her mind spin and her body ached for love. She wanted to be hugged and told that it would be all right. But all she got was, “Hello wewe must be Jack’s little girl! And I’m so sorry about your mother.” An then they would walk away and songesha on like she was just there, because she was just there. She was died to her father and the world. She was nothing but a sunflower seed in the wind...lost forever.
August 10, 2009
School was about to start and Sunflower was going through all her school supplies. She looked at the pencils and there sharp ends, and also her pens filled with different colors of blue and pink and chokaa green and orange. It looked like a upinde wa mvua exploded inside her bag. Sunflower was happy to go back to school but also sad because she didn’t meet any Marafiki this summer. Her summer was a wast. from Rose and the wedding her life had ended up yet she was still having to live with out a propose.
Her father and Rose had came back from the vacation two weeks zamani but Sunflower still hadn’t seen her father zaidi them six times sense they got home. She felt like she was losing her father and she had already Lost her mother she really had nothing left to loss.
August 20, 2009
Sunflower spin around once more, making the maua, ua ubunifu look as if it was a moving picture like the ones she’d seen on the box in her living room one au twice when her father fell asleep. She put her white silky hair back in a gppony, pony tail with ribbon. She wore her black shinny shoes with buckles. But the one thing she wore most that morning was a smile that let up the room, she thought she would make Marafiki for shore. And they would all upendo her and hang out with her and have sleepovers and party’s and finally have someone to set with. But that’s not what happened this is what happened.
As soon as she got to school she saw a group of girls giggling and talking so she walked right up to them and said, “Hi I’m Sunflower!” The girls just looked at her in shock, they didn’t even need to say any thing there faces alisema all. Sunflower ran away and went over in to the bushes and started to cried as she heard the girls laugh behind her, but her siku would get worse. She Lost her way to her class and she ate lunch alone and she cried in the bathroom stale finally she ran way.
She lived a mile away from the school but still a mile a long way for a 10 mwaka old, but she would give up. She made it nyumbani but she new Rose was also nyumbani so she went into the field near her house. It was filled with wild flowers like the ones on her dress, but mostly it was filled with sunflowers. She ran into the field with joy because she was getting away from that mean school and her dark house of hate, she was now free. She found her way to a little kilima in the middle of the field where she could see every thing and she sat right down on the wild uncut grass. Around her were a couple of flowers and some small bushes but other then that she was alone. She closed her eyes and listened to the sounds a nature around her, but then she heard a crackle sound coming from behind her. She opened to scarlet red eyes and looked around but no one was there, she let out a small, “Hello” That’s when she heard a voice answer back...
Abigail Dalton
Saukerl
We are going separate ways.
We must leave each other,
Though I regret it,
There is nothing either of us
Can do.
We are going separate ways.
The bright light shines in our futures,
For the separate ways we go
Are the best for each of us.
We must leave for the good of it,
Though I don't want to,
And I know wewe don't either.
But it is important that we do.
It is never easy
Doing what we do the worst,
Leaving each other,
And the thoughts that we are...
Best friends...leaving each other...
We must go our separate ways.
For our own good.
And we pray that one day...
We will meet each other again.
And we will.
We must leave each other,
Though I regret it,
There is nothing either of us
Can do.
We are going separate ways.
The bright light shines in our futures,
For the separate ways we go
Are the best for each of us.
We must leave for the good of it,
Though I don't want to,
And I know wewe don't either.
But it is important that we do.
It is never easy
Doing what we do the worst,
Leaving each other,
And the thoughts that we are...
Best friends...leaving each other...
We must go our separate ways.
For our own good.
And we pray that one day...
We will meet each other again.
And we will.
On a starry sky
In the moonlight
At midnight
When I think of you
My moyo beats faster
For there is no one like you
Who makes my siku perfect
Make my body to go numb
Lose myself
And forever hold that smile on my face
Its true that we are
Now on our separate ways
With the promises aside
That we'll meet again
For again might also mean
The inayofuata moment
au maybe never
wewe may songesha on
Find your perfect princess
In this imperfect world
But to me
You'll always be
My prince charming
And thus the swali remains
Should I songesha on?
Should I forget?
Is this the destiny of my life?
Only time will tell
But until then
You'll hold a fragment of my soul
For my mind wants to songesha on
But my moyo stays persistent
That you'll one siku turn unto me
In the moonlight
At midnight
When I think of you
My moyo beats faster
For there is no one like you
Who makes my siku perfect
Make my body to go numb
Lose myself
And forever hold that smile on my face
Its true that we are
Now on our separate ways
With the promises aside
That we'll meet again
For again might also mean
The inayofuata moment
au maybe never
wewe may songesha on
Find your perfect princess
In this imperfect world
But to me
You'll always be
My prince charming
And thus the swali remains
Should I songesha on?
Should I forget?
Is this the destiny of my life?
Only time will tell
But until then
You'll hold a fragment of my soul
For my mind wants to songesha on
But my moyo stays persistent
That you'll one siku turn unto me
