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posted by alicia386
August 9

      The Brunswick High building stood towering over new girl Chloe Sanders. The logo of the pirate dangled over her head as her lawyer mom waved bye while trying to have a conference over the phone. The fears of the new school mwaka took their toll but Chloe was too cool to let first siku jitters tear her down. She flipped her shoulder length light brown hair out her dark brown eyes. A tall, slender guy in a varsity koti, jacket bumped into her while he was talking animatedly with his friends. "Oops, sorry, didn't see wewe there."
      "Obviously," she mumbled back. He smiled a crooked...
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posted by 1999jacko
5 years ago
Leo stood at the edge of the plane as 3 men stood watching him intently.They were chanting over and over"Take on the life of Survival. Even though he was 8 he still knew they would set the bomb and push him off sooner au later. Leo turned around and tried to keep his gaze on the men, but he was to scared of them to do it. They had trained him for 4 years about the skills of survival and how to fight but the still scared him to death. As Leo turned back to the door the men stopped chanting, they moved as one being and picked up the bomb together setting it to 10 seconds, they then...
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Hi, my name is Jonas. I'm thirteen. I'm...well, not what wewe would consider normal.
I have twenty pairs of X-His from the Converse store inayofuata door, all pink. Okay, okay, see? I'm not normal. And that's not the end of it.
I have thirty T-shirts that say kondoo Wanyonya damu Rock on them. Yeah, I upendo the horror movie "Sheep Vampires." It's filled with kondoo that get tortured and wake up at midnight only to turn into kondoo Wanyonya damu that suck the blood out of their shepherds. It's rated R, but my parents never notice. I bet they don't even know there's a rating system. Lucky for me.
So, this morning, I woke up, when my glass of koki left from an mwaka zamani shimmered. A misty face appeared.
"Jonas...come here to me...or wewe shall suffer the consequences...like your precious ancestors," the woman screamed.
Was it my imagination...or did I get sucked into my glass of Coke?
 Jonas's glass of koki
Jonas's glass of Coke
posted by BlondLionEzel
Chapter 1

It was hundreds of years after Kara's transformation, but she was still a plant-human hybrid. For the years before this day, she was shown as an abomination of nature. In short, people poked, prodded, and threw things at Kara.

However, this siku would turn out different...

Jeremy was a sixteen mwaka old boy with black hair, brown eyes, and a smile that warm up even the most frozen heart. His father bought the mansion and garden for Jeremy as he was studying botany in college.

"I finally can have my own mansion and garden" Jeremy thought as he was driving down to his new mansion.

When Jeremy...
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Ash
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I hurried down the hall, keeping an eye out for Tonia. God, how was I supposed to ask the girl out if I couldn’t find her?
    Out of the corner of my eye I saw movement. I glanced that way, thinking it could be Tonia.
    No, it was just Zoë. She swept out of the bathroom and down the hall. It looked like she was crying.
    “Hey. Zoë,” I called. She didn’t look back.
    I moaned and hurried after her, caught up with her. Then...
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Disappointments are for yesterday
Don't even care now if I slipped right down
Just wanna get back up

Oh where are the times we stood up straight
Never let something shove us down?
Oh when did we get back up
When something tripped us over?

It seems like yesterday when we did that
But we're so obnoxious now it's crazy
Just pull yourself together
Cuz I don't even care if I fell

Well yesterday was the worst siku of my life
Just tripping on the hard cold cement
But yesterday seems like eternity now
Cuz I'm not looking back now

Disappointments are for yesterday
Looking back on them is naive
Why do wewe wanna be a fool
Looking back on the streets of disappointment?

So get back up and breathe
In the warm city air
Disappointments are for yesterday
So pull yourself up.
posted by 1999jacko
wewe never know what wewe might write do you, wewe could write about your life wewe could even write a ndoto novel but the one thing people have forgotten about for years is the Dark of Writing.
Not many know about this story all the normies know is that bad things happen all the time killings, earthquakes and tornadoes and zaidi but what starts them what starts anything.
That is what the Dark of uandishi is it's death on the happiest siku of your life, it's upendo when its forbidden and its a death for a new life.
But worst of all, and wewe can't tell what I am about to tell wewe to anyone, only the special...
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posted by SweetHoneyBunny
Gunshots fired across the streets as soldier upon soldier fell before their brothers; the blood seeped through the thin uniforms, offering no protection au comfort. The front line men had taken a beating, trapped in the city with the Bellators and cut off from their troops. Flames leap from between the buildings as reinforcements moved in with the flame guns, torching anything and everybody without the mark of the sword. Men and boys no older then ten could be heard screaming as the flames licked their skin and burning through the flesh. Battle had been going on all morning as battalion V35...
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Ryker's point of view.
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I couldn’t go home. I just couldn’t make myself. I knew Sami was there, waiting, but I was worried if I got beat one zaidi time, it would kill me. Then who would take care of Sami?
    I leaned against a large building and thought. Should I at least go tell her where I was? But then He might catch me. I decided that I wouldn’t go today. That would make sure that I was alive to take care of her. Anyway, I needed to sell what was in my backpack.
    I...
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posted by rory2011
Hayley was lying on the ground without any songesha ,David was watching his daughter being tortured between Mac's hand

he slapped her three times then he hit her head with the ukuta ,in somehow ,Kat could get out of Mac's hand ,she took three steps back but everything she was seeing is dark with red and black vision ,she couldn't run away au find a way out cause her head hurt her so much
Mac walked fast after she stood away ,and he pushed her against the ukuta
he was holding something in his hand
" let's see if wewe can handle this " Mac alisema , he looked at Kat for a dakika then he looked at David...
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posted by Problematic129
Chapter 24
    Trapped in a deadly game
    It was bizarre, it had about everyone I knew and learned from the visions, but I couldn’t rush in, we had to go one at a time. Although it was form Dorothy’s point of view.    
    The first page was brief, it basically explained it was Dorothy’s sort of diary, and she’d put some key notes and thoughts in it two. When we flipped to the other page it was of me, it took two whole pages. One page a picture of me smiling brightly at the camera, obviously young, and the...
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posted by rory2011
David's health getting worse and worse after all these problems ,he can't understand anything happen around him ,he's screaming with Paul's name
it was very hard on Kat to see all that happening and she can't do anything ,this is the sekunde time she feel of herself weak and pointless ,the only thing she can do is making her father's pain less with the tranquilizer

another hard thing for Kat is making money , her brothers won't help her anymore and her father is very ill ,she had to work in the hospice as a cleaner, she doesn't get much salary ,but she can buy cheap chakula for her father and...
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30 hours. That's how long I had to live. The doctors had warned me that this siku would come about 3 years ago. But I didn't believe them. They've alisema it before, several times in the last 3 months, and yet it never did happen. But this time, everything was real. Reality had fianlly hit me. I was going to die. That was it. That was the last time I would ever doubt myself again. People surrounded the outside of my hospital room. But no, not my dad. He could care less. I'm only 17, geez Dad. The least wewe could have done was call me au send me an barua pepe au something. But I didn't know until last...
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posted by hgfan5602
I am a broken-winged eagle
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.

Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.

One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway

Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
posted by alicia386
Chapter 2 – Southern Belle Rule #14: Never Drink Alcohol
Jazmyn Langston stood in front of her mirror feeling defeated. Her auburn hair was braided to the side, but there were still loose strands. She wore ripped, faded skinny jeans and a tight fitting Paramore t-shirt that barely fit over her belly button with black combat boots. Nothing in her closet made her look as if she belonged. The picha of the beautiful girl across the mitaani, mtaa made her grit her teeth and change her outfit for the third time.
The girl across the mitaani, mtaa wasn’t the only reason why she thought she didn’t belong in...
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Note: to those who are kusoma this and like it, I will take requests, as long as:
1) It doesn't interfere with what I've already written
2) It doesn't create a new character

Sometimes I hate school so frigging much. Actually, I wouldn’t mind it so much, except for no one really likes me. See, I’m real social. So when the only people I have to talk to is a budding juvenile delinquent, a geek with freckles and braces, a hyper redheaded girl, and a sarcastic blond (Quin can get really sarcastic sometimes), wewe can understand why I feel like that.
    Don’t get me wrong....
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posted by alicia386
Chapter Thirteen: Eat Them Before They Eat You

      It was early the inayofuata morning when I woke up. The night before seemed like a dream to me. I expected to find myself in the school dorm au in a hotel because dad and I had to stop before we go continue the mission. Then I realized that I was actually stuck in headquarters with Darrell, Courtney, and Raven. Raven was up and walking to do. She still wouldn't talk but she was walking. Darrell was still sleeping along with Courtney. The realization of finding myself in this position made it increasingly hard to fall back to sleep.
      Raven...
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posted by alicia386
Crime

Chapter 5: Who alisema I Wanted to be Apart of This

      Two days later, Marco kept his promise to Jason. He alisema he wouldn't say a word to the girls. He wouldn't mention anything about Sammy au D.B.E. He never alisema he wouldn't let them figure it out. It was hard on him to see Faye so clueless about the real world. If he didn't help her now, who knows what would happen to her and her friends.
      Simone's plan worked perfectly. Part one was to make Mr. Stone have a stomach ache. It was gross to hear when he was in the bathroom and then it was awful to smell once he came out. Then his...
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posted by SweetHoneyBunny
Trudging along behind his group, Talow scuffed his worn boots against the packed trail leading away from his home. He had been aliyopewa a uniform, a flame gun and a sharp looking sword of his own; including a brief crash test on how to use them. He was at the back of the line, followed only kwa the line of prisoners taken captive kwa the troops.
“I am so sorry, I didn't expect them to do that.” Talow alisema to one man at the front of the captive line. He was referring to earlier in the siku when the prisoners had asked to stop and rest, they had been greeted with the captain of the troop ordering...
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