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posted by dawnisbeauty
Hey, so this is a poem Ive been thinking of for a long time,please read and comment!



The Spirit

The spirit rushes on,
Swifter than the wind,
To find answers,
To seek the way.

The spirit flows on,
Like the river.
Flowing on to find the ocean,
A nyumbani for all its dreams.

The spirit shines on,
Brighter than a thousand suns.
Shining on to clear the darkness,
To find the path.

The spirit lives on,
zaidi eternal than the sea,
Living on to find its home,
Where all the ends shall meet.
posted by problematic124
****Please don't copy***
Chapter 3
The case of the brownie
That feeling from earlier today hadn't gone away, in fact it intensified. I was still spooked kwa the time I got to school.
"You okay Kyle"Fable asked as I jumped at the slightest sounds.
"Yeah just a little...jumpy"
Before Fable could ask why Mr.Derelo came in and started the class.
"Okay guys pick partners, today were going to undergo the experience of an illusion. Were going to make this classroom look like something out of the 1950's, and it's going to be a house haunted kwa a ghost"
"In your groups your going to write a ripoti about the...
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posted by problematic124
Prolouge
1982
The rain had stopped hours ago,but the man didn't notice. He was Lost in his own thoughts. He felt abandoned and unlove,probably because he was. A twenty mwaka old man living in his car all alone,just because of his stupid mistakes.
When the man was younger he was kicked out of school because he sent the science lab on fire, he was only fifteen.
Then his parents kicked him out because he threatened them with his shotgun,he was seventeen at the time.
All though his parents were good to him he hated them.
They tried to help him find a nyumbani but the man wanted nothing to do with them....
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posted by GodIsGood
Chapter One

Dark Lord Fallen

In a dark pub in Germany sat a middle-aged man wearing strange robes and a pointed hat. He stared listlessly into the glass of mead sitting in front of him.
Another man, wearing the same strange garb, entered the pub. He scanned the people inside for a moment, then strode over and joined the first man. When he didn’t look up from his glass of mead, the impatient sekunde man rapped his knuckles against the table.
“Nikolas,” he said. “What have wewe heard from our Lord Druidrick tonight?”
Nikolas tore his gaze from the glass of mead and looked into the second...
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posted by AbbieCoast
I saw a girl
Across the room today.
I studied her face;
Obsessively watching every detail.

I found her lips to be
A soft pink,
Laughing in a big way
—a big, big way—
And she was unaware that her smile
Was so goofy and unreal,
Yet her laugh was loud and meaningful
And echoed in my ears.

Her eyes were distant,
Glowing.
What was she thinking of?
What could be going on?
A million little thoughts zoom kwa my head,
I wonder if one big thought is in hers.

I stared,
She unknowing of me.
She could be pretty, I decided,
If she tried to be.
She wore no make up
And a very modest dress.
Why?
Why wouldn’t she onyesha off
To the...
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posted by Ragefulchimp
Shaped roughly from the rain.
Jagged crevices cut crudely
Not enough patience.
They rudely act out of duty.
Except for the movement that exists here
While the Spheres wait patiently for years

To be tormented from the cemented clouds
However their ever so patient, ever so patient.
Waiting for an ending of the intelligent, ignorant, belligerent.

The battle scarred unknowns secretly wait alone.
For the intricate impatients to lay ruined in lacerations.
Petty conflicts of constant greed, destroying all nations.
So the weather hardened unknowns, wait to be alone.
posted by Ragefulchimp
    As hell started to freeze over, satan had his servants throw zaidi wood in the deep, dark, crumbling pits of heck. The slaves of eternity agreed with haste, because if they didnt follow orders, Satan would do horrible things. The Creator of evil was uigizaji especially evil that day, because he knew what was coming up, Christmas. His inayopendelewa holiday was on the horizon, and he was still at a loss as to what to buy jesus. He already had wings, and this really cool rubiks cube that was electronic, plus his dad was all powerful, which was pretty neat. He had a couple of ideas...
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posted by Twilight-girl-x
Heyy there, I know in my last entry I alisema I would write on Friday- but I didn't. Theres actually loads of things that have happened to me in the last few days/week. Im not gonna tell wewe though! I had no maoni on the last entry but as soon as I get some feedback im gonna start uandishi to wewe again- Im a very busy person. I go to school, I play football (soccer-(Im english)-) along with my uandishi I also sing alot so I have many things to do/practice. Go look for my last entry and wewe will understand partly why im jabbering on :) upendo to the people of the earth~ Cait xxx- 20th September 2011
posted by pink-bookworm
okay so i had to do this for an english assignment and wondered what wewe guys thought and if i should continue.
Muted meteor

Chapter 1
The daily news flash
“ welcome to the daily news flash today we will be inaonyesha the exclusive interview with a scientist called Murray gray, the new shampoo called sunny side shampoo and are we getting our matunda at a reasonable price”. “Murray there has been a rumour of a meteorite hitting earth is that true”. “As crazy as it seems yes it is true but there is zaidi than one hitting earth so I’d get prepared if I were wewe ted”. “Mallory wake up”....
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posted by BBGirlRobsten
This one is for one of my best Marafiki here on fanpop. For Amalie aka ‘xClaireHolt’ who inspired the name of my main character. I am so lucky I found wewe sweetie. <3

The water covered my feet while I slowly walked on the beach, pwani trying to calm down. I should have got used to this but it still made my stomach twist every time it happened. I couldn’t help it. I cared too much, that’s the truth. I feared too much also. It was twilight. The sun was struggling to fight with the water which swallowed it every time, but that battle was lost. I sat down in my inayopendelewa place here on the beach,...
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Howl found a huge mti for the both of us. My moyo started racing from fear. Howl could tell I was scared, so he hugged me and said,"It's okay. Don't be scared. Don't be scared. I'm here." I smiled at him and felt less nervous, but Howl looked like he was zoning out.

He remembered those words as if it happened just last night. A young child, almost at the age of two, in his mother's arms. She held onto him, whispering,"It's okay. Don't be scared. Don't be scared." From what the mother didn't know is that as soon as her baby was dreaming in his sleep, her and her husband wouldn't be in the morning...
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We sat down on the couches near the right corner of the room as we entered. There was one girl sitting there kwa herself. She was smoking (of course!) and she looked like she had been dragged into a basement kwa some kidnappers and starved for many weeks. Shannon looked over at us and whispered,"That's Dina. Don't judge her sickness. It just makes it even worse. Don't even stare at her teeth when she smiles. She's very sensitive." Dina flashed her teeth at us. They were a dark yellow almost brown color, and her gums look like that they had dried blood on the bridges between the teeth and gum...
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posted by para-scence
"Put your hands up!" the cop shouted. My breaths came out short and quick. Trembling, I put my hands up. "The neighbors reported a break in. Do wewe live here?"

"No," I breathed, unthinkingly. Why didn't I just say yes? Dammit! I at least have the right to remain silent! My moyo was thudding in my ears; I couldn't think straight.

"Stand up," the cop said, still holding the gun in one hand. He walked over to me, and pulled me up. He patted me down, pulling out the money. It was a fairly large amount, so it was obvious I'd stolen it. "Put your hands behind your back," he ordered. I heard the click...
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posted by Emmett4eva
Rapunzel

She lived in a rickety old house on the juu of a kilima just outside town. Who is she wewe ask? She is someone wewe don’t want to meet; she is a wicked old witch... no one knows her name. She lived alone with her orphan servant, Rapunzel. The witch was old and horrible she had two hideous warts, one above her lip and on the left side of her chin. Rapunzel was a gorgeous girl in her early twenty’s. She had long silky, honey blond hair, green eyes and porcelain, tiled skin. She was kwa far the most beautiful young lady I have ever met.
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I had just...
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posted by para-scence
First came the intense sadness, then came the anger. I wanted to scream at my parents, and my siblings. How hard is it to understand I just want to be myself? Is that so much to ask? I curled up in a ball on my bed, and cried. I covered my eyes with my fists, and screamed through my clenched teeth. That old saying "sticks and stones may break my bones, but words'll never hurt me," ran through my head. What a stupid saying. I'd gladly take being impaled with sticks and stones, than have heard what my parents just alisema to me.

I cried myself to sleep, and slept the rest of the day. I was woken...
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posted by para-scence
After living with the Stuek's for a couple weeks, they decided it was time for me to go to school. This gave me a whole new level of anxiety. From what I heard from the older kids at the orphanage, school is bad enough. But going to a new school, as a freshman would be hell.

"You'll have so much fun! wewe can meet new people, and if wewe want, wewe can have your new Marafiki over..." Mrs. Stueck alisema cheerfully. She'd just gotten nyumbani from the store. She'd gotten me a bunch of new "school clothes." Thankfully, she refrained from buying anything pink.

"Thanks," I whispered. She stopped and gaped at...
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posted by para-scence
They alisema I was just an unfortunate child, born to the wrong people. I'd never seen light until I was eight years old. My parents were criminals (I hadn't known this before of course). They'd hurt a lot of people. They were captured eventually, but then they had managed to escape the prison they were in. Then I was born. My parents were afraid they were caught, so they stayed in an apartment for eight years. No light, and almost no human contact. My dad was the only one that ever left the apartment, to get necessary things like food, clothes, and what not.

I never went to school. Mom taught...
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"Good kwa danny," I alisema kissing him on the cheek one last time."we may not see each other again but I will remember you." for the past week danny and i have been dating on a crusie. (sorry spelling? my mind is not working today.)We both knew the siku would come when we would not be able to see each other. Now it had come. I hugged him and walked down the gang plank.

4 months later

I went to the camp I had worked at for two years now. It was all so familar when I bummed into my best friend Max. He reminded me off Danny. But when ever I saw danny he reminded me of him. Was it max who I really liked and not danny? There's only one way to find out "max?" I alisema to him "What?" he said. "Da ya think we could..... like go to a movie au somthing?" "sure!" he said. And we had a great time.
posted by lauren777222
"Crap,this is Crap!"I knew this voice from anywhere.I spun around quicky on my heels.The face was one of my three best friends,Benjamin.As I saw his face,it colided with memorey of the past.His mid-height,muscular body,pale shoulder-length brown hair,light-hearted vibe,and celestial sky grey eyes.I knew this was a dream.Mostly because he was here and I was talking to him.Mostly because he was sent to jail a mwaka ago.He was there because he was accussed of being a sexual predator.My other two best friends,Marîe and Chase,didn't think Ben would do that.I too,thought this.Marîe and Ben had a...
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Title inspiration: Bang Bang kwa Nancy Sinatra


This fanfiction is a crossover between the Joker from the Dark Knight and Sweeney Todd. It has its own strand, and it is possible that there appear some new characters, au not.
Batman is not supposed to, but maybe I will change my mind about that later.

The setting is England, London, in the 19th century - the Victorian Era.


But the most important part: this text is originally in german. I translated some of it into English, but most of it I didn't, so I fear wewe have to use Google for this.
If wewe request my translation, though, I might do it.

Sidenote:...
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posted by para-scence
I folded my arms, trying not to look at him. Blake was one of the biggest jerks I've ever seen. He's broken so many girls' hearts; he had no regard for their feelings au anything. Now he was dating Heidi, a girl I also didn't care for. He looked at me with an expression of... fear? au was it hate? Who knows.

"Uh.." he alisema stupidly. "What's your name?"

"Irina," I mumbled.

"I'm Blake," he said. I nodded, not really giving a fuck. "...Do wewe want to get to work?" I shrugged.

"What're we doing?" I asked quietly. He explained that we were to interview each other; find out about each other's lives,...
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