would wewe read this?

srry it cut some of it off

was completely dark almost like a fog enclosed the entire town. They were pale and they had black eyes that seemed never-ending. They walked promptly, swiftly, and gracefully throughout the streets. Then I was transported to a brilliant place where kwa just standing there wewe were instantaneously happier. The people here had a confident stride. I saw insight in their eyes like they have seen zaidi than the typical individual. They greeted each other with grins. Now I was in a different city. Everything was covered from head toe to with reflected rainbows. Nothing stayed in one spot au one color for too long. Here everyone had almost an ever changing presence. Their aura felt like it was changing non stop, never coming to a halt. inayofuata I was in a town that was enclosed kwa trees. The people that lived here looked almost like animals. They were prepared for combat if attacked. One thing about all of those places was that I felt like I didn’t belong, and like I was imperceptible to all of them. Then I was thrust back into my room. I awoke disoriented and confused. My breaths were quick and shallow while my room felt overwhelmingly warm and small. I kick back the sheets and blankets from my body and now exposed the air feels cool against my skin. I head over to my desk. I noticed in my hand I had been holding a pencil since I awakened from my dream. On the dawati rested a piece of paper that had been written on. I staggered back because it was written in my handwriting. I picked up the paper and read: When the world was in despair, Humans needed aid, From the four hidden nations, Then the four nations came together. One from the forever still, One born of ancient power, One from the changing beauty, And one born of the moon and the trees. They rose to power Imprisoned the evil Four cities rest Around the prison nest I didn’t know what that meant. I was so confused. Sure it’s in my hand uandishi but I don’t remember uandishi that. I ... I couldn’t have. I had to get out of there. I hurriedly put on a pair of jeans, my black knit kanzu, koti over my tank top, and a pair of Nike tennis shoes. I ran out of the house and to the woods. The woods. The only place I could be whole and sane. It’s where I would be comforted kwa my wolves. I ran as fast as I could toward my happy place. Once I was in the woods I walked with a slow and easy stride. I repeated the poem again and again, trying to figure out its meaning. When I alisema it about the fifth time I heard the snap of a branch and turned to my left. A mbwa mwitu came out of a shadow and into full view. The mbwa mwitu was no longer hidden; for once I had no fear. The wolf’s form was now perceptible to my eyes. The inky veil of black that is the night was gone. I could see a sandy brown mbwa mwitu with yellow eyes staring at me with remorse. I lowered myself to his level and stuck my hand out for him to sniff. But instead of approaching me carefully he charged straight for me. I froze with fear; my limbs not able to move. Then leaves crunched to my right. I spun around rapidly to discover a gray mbwa mwitu charging at me with fierce blue eyes. I stared at that mbwa mwitu a long time. But then I was shoved backward. I twisted to face the sandy brown wolf. He pinned me kwa my shoulders. Being only ten I couldn’t move. Then the gray mbwa mwitu trotted up. He looked in my eyes as if to make sure it was me. And then he spoke with a sort of growl, “You know too much.” Next, the gray wolf… he… he bit me and dug his teeth into my neck. I screamed. It was a terrible scream. The scream was bloodcurdling and chilling. The mbwa mwitu let go of my neck, and I moved my hand to my neck to stop the bleeding. But the blood just kept coming. Then the two Mbwa mwitu loups dragged me further into the forest.

oh it was great , until a branch snapped. and a gift aliyopewa in peace, to be broken. it was in wewe writing.everything happens for a reason. except a bite. hoping to get wewe awake to remenber,afore wewe get dragged off again into ablivion,of no faith ;-]