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My sekunde super hero story. There are five characters and they meet the same person on different days. It takes five days for everybody to meet everybody. Keep in mind some of the powers the kids have are stupid but I tried to get powers that kids wouldn't have. Enjoy au not.

Preface (Very stupid now that I reread it)
In the mwaka 3112 a few adults had children that had super powers. I tracked them all down and they joined me in the battle of keeping the world alive. I tracked down the five children and they all have different powers. How do I know? I'm Physic and my name is Scott Bering.

Chapter one (Katy's Perspective)

"So jerry what is this kid in for? She doesn't look screwed up"
"I think we are removing this kid's powers,"
"Wow this kid has powers? Why are we removing it then?"
"She's dangerous Tom. She blew up buildings. She isn't safe. That's why we need to remove them. It will kill her but it will be for a good cause. It's a good thing she got amnesia from that guy that turned her in,"
"Hey uh Tom is she suppose to be moving like that?"
"Oh crap no! She's waking up! Quick Jerry restrain her quick!"
I open my eyes and see two things. What are they? Oh wait they are just like me. I try to move. Something is holding me down. I look down at myself and see something hard and metal holding me down.
I look up and see four eyes. They look not happy with me.
"Jerry what do we do?" the first man asks the sekunde man
"Give her zaidi sleeping gas Tom! we need her to not get out,"
The man reaches over to me and starts to put something over my mouth. I struggle trying to songesha my head.
I close my eyes my mouth opens and I let out a big scream. I hear things breaking and things clinging and clanging.
I reopen my eyes again and I see the room a mess with the two guys on the floor. I sit up. I realize the chains have broken.
I get up and my feet feel something pricking my foot. I step off the floor and try to walk out. I start to walk out the room to another room with many other people staring at me intently
One of the men opens his eyes "Stop her! She needs her surgery," he shouts
The people take one look at me and start coming towards me. What should I do? What should I do? What's going on? I feel weird. RUN RUN that worked last time
I run away from the people crashing through these double doors and into the light. I run along this hard surface and I hear them.
"Come back Katy! We'll fix you," they shout pointing something at me.
What is that? It's an L shape and it has a hole They moto it above me and something ahead of me explodes. It's huge and square like.
I look up and it comes on juu of me. I don't songesha for several seconds
"Oh great Bill we Lost her," a voice says
"calm down Nancy she's probably dead. Which is a good thing because she was going to be killed anyway. Let's go back to the hospital,"
I hear them leave. I look around and see nothing but pitch darkness. I crawl through where I can. Something doesn't feel right. My head feels weird. Like something is wet.
I wipe it off my forehead and keep crawling. I finally get to a room with two things.
It looks like wewe sit on them. They look dusty
Suddenly I hear something. I think a voice "Katy there wewe are. I have been waiting for you,"
Chapter 1
The miracle
It was over I only wanted my father and I could no longer have him. Yet again he was seduced kwa some girl. I never got what she met my “she was taking him away from me.” But I knew it met that I was going to be alone. Once again. That is a truth I could not handle I’ve been alone most of my life I didn’t want to be anymore. I just got my father back and no he is leaving me for some broad. I didn’t want to face the facts so I jumped of the roof of my house. The pain was excruciating but only lasted for a second. I sure thought I was dead when I open my eyes and...
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posted by rory2011
chapter (2)

john and carrie went to the museum ,they tried to find anything that give them some information about room 780 but sadly they didn't find much
the keeper saw them ,he know that something bad happened to them
the keeper call them "hey ,you", john and carrie "you meant us "
the keeper "yea ,follow me"
john and carrie followed the keeper they have no idea where they're going
the keeper entered carrie and john to his room
john asked "what wewe want from us?"
the keeper "your friend died? "
carrie" how did wewe know that?"
the keeper "oh come on this museum is suck no one visiting it ,and you...
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posted by Insight357
I hate you

But I just can’t seem to break you

Do I want wewe here?

Do I want wewe gone?



Everyone says your such a tease

But not to me

Are wewe real?

Are wewe fake?



Do I need to be

With this drama queen

wewe spout lies

No truth to be found



Why am I still

Trying to see the good in you?

Is it worth it?

Should I listen to them?



They tell me to go

Before I’m a victim

Of wewe mighty undoing

I won’t fall



I’ve made a promise

Can I keep it?

Will I leave?

Will I remain?



Promises

Sins

They all appear

The same



Lies

Sentences

Preach the

Difference



I’m listening to you

I can’t break you

I’m falling now

No one to catch me



Do I leave now

That I’ve fallen

Are wewe worth my time?

Am I worth this pain?



God, help me choose

For this is not my decision

Any longer

I’ve put my faith in my despair



Now onyesha me the answer

Tell me what to do

Do I stay

au do I leave you?
posted by para-scence
"Alessandra, wewe have two dakika to get down here!" Dad shouted from downstairs. I quickly pulled on my ratty old converse, not bothering to tie them. I ran downstairs, probably just making it to the two dakika mark. Dad folded his arms, probably upset that I'd made it in time.

"You're going to be late," he said. "You'd better get your punda out of here." I grabbed my bag off the chair, and grabbed a Candy bar from the pantry. Just as I got out the door, he grabbed a fistful of my hair, yanking it back. I yelped as my head jerked backwards, and I fell back into the house.

"Go say goodbye to your...
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posted by ambers1999
Ring, ring. “Hello”? ”Hannah I need wewe to come to my lab today”! “Doc”? but I thought”
…” I know, I’ve been working on something and I need your help”. “OK nice to talk to wewe again…bye”. In excitement I jumped out of my chair and put my best clothes on. Wondering what Doc was up to? I haven’t seen him in over a year, now that it’s the summer I finally have something to do. I raced down to Doc’s lab. The door creaked as I opened then I knew I was at the right place! “Hello” I alisema softly, “anyone here”? “Ah here wewe are I haven’t seen wewe in awhile...
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Of course, unlucky as she was, Lara Binks, reporter for the "Sunnydale News, got caught in a rainstorm.
And, since getting stuck in a rainstorm wasn't bad enough, it also happened when she was stuck on a rather revolting public bus, which had lint and dead bugs littering the stained carpet and torn chairs.
If that wasn't bad enough, she and the odd-looking passengers were travelling across a dirt road in the middle of nowhere.
Worse yet, Lara had to get a story into the office in three days, and there was no longer any way this was possible, since the bus driver had announced they were stopping...
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chapter 3
the party

the kengele chimed and we all lead out of the hall, me and becca linked arms as we walked down and i thought to myself after the first day, i had some Marafiki i was on the cheerleading team,and i had a party to go to tonight. i was acturally really exsited.
i didn't realise how much i was thinking and how much time passed, until i ralised that becca was now talking to tom liam and danny were play fighting and jake was looking down.
"whats up?" i asked quietly just incase.
"i was just thinking " i kept silent to give him time to tell me if he wanted to "i never believed in something...
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posted by serenacullen93
My world changed the siku my mom died as I’m in my fathers plane au our company plane that he owns. I remember the siku I was in the waiting room that the wreak had killed her . I remember stand on the cliff overlooking the ocean hoping that I would wake up to fide that it had all been a dream.
The metal had not cut though my mother flesh that her blood was not stain of the road. It was my fault I had been the one that had been at the party I should not have.     
    I pulled my headphones out of my ears as the plane touch down my father was standing...
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Hope wewe enjoy! :)
Annabeth Chase and the Olympians

One
We Find Two Idiots


Ok, let’s get to the point. My name is Annabeth Chase and I’m a half-blood…Or…..A demigod. I know, I know wewe think there’s no such thing. Most mortals do. Anyway, I’m a daughter of Athena-goddess of wisdom, war, and crafts.
I was sitting in the Big House talking with Chiron, Camp Half-Blood‘s activities director. “ I really think we should have a temple, Chiron. And I should ubunifu it. I mean the kids here are the children of the gods! And we don’t even have a monument for them!”
He gave me a tired...
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As Marley was at home, he was doing research about Wanyonya damu but still nothing about Wanyonya damu losing their short term memory loss ability. It is hard to get facts about Wanyonya damu without running into a movie, T.V series au book. “What’s this?” alisema Marley. “Vampires from the Hunters Eyes”. As Marley looked through the website a lot of the facts were true like the side effects, half-bloods and pure-bloods. Then he saw just what he was looking for, as he read he understood. “Half-bloods are hated throughout the line of pure-bloods but are used as slaves au grunts. Those who are bitten...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
(a/n:Rate and message me if wewe like it!)



Another siku at another life, I thought to myself as I walked home. I won’t go all emo about it and tell wewe my life sucks, because to wewe it would most likely be heaven. My family is rich, I am in the maarufu group every girl in my school is obsessed with my brother. Everything about me is picture perfect, my looks. I have wavy blonde hair to die for; my eyes were very light green almost yellow. I was slender I had always been. And to juu it all I have a jock boyfriend, I know how cliché. I let out a deep sigh once I looked at the clock, it was nearly...
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added by shubz10
posted by Rae-Ash
You’re the reason why
I have to lie
Why I hurt so much
That my heart’s in a clutch

I’m slowly dying
‘Cause of your lying
wewe used to be my magic
But now you’re a dick

wewe made me long to be
Everything that wasn’t Lee
But look where that got me
Locked in without a key

If only wewe knew
That I plummeted deeper than blue
But then again
You’re just another two timing has been

wewe ran away
Thinking it’d be okay
But wewe were wrong
zaidi so than any upendo song

wewe made me want to sing
With wewe following
But look at how wrong I was
Believing wewe that it was just “buzz”

Now you’re the reason why
I cannot do anything but cry
I woke up. The director came in and yelled at me to get out of bed. I sighed. I knew, this was, another siku in showbiz. Showbiz was, at first, a very interesting and exciting activity to take on. It was much zaidi serious than I thought it would be, and a lot less fun. I was Syria, the main protagonist in the story. My real name is Stace, for those of wewe who don't know. I could be a trouble-maker in the play, but I couldn't be rambunctious and cause trouble for the crew.
People confused me most of the time. Especially adults. I could be trouble-making in the play, but I couldn't be rambunctious...
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posted by Insight357
I stood at his grave. The people had finally cleared out. Now it was only me and him. I bit my lip, there would be no zaidi tears. He didn’t want that. I sat down, and went into the depths of my mind.

I still remember the last kiss we shared. We had been in the forest on the far side of town. He pinned me against a tree, and crashed his lips to mine. Our lips moved so perfectly together. My tongue flicked out and ran along his bottom lip. His mouth dropped open and I eagerly entered.

He had been the dominate one in the relationship, no swali about it. But sometimes, he liked to see me take...
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Let me tell wewe the story of how I got here. It was the fourteenth of January, 2011 in school. Here they have alchemy classes when the students learn how to use specially shaped circular diagrams called transmutation circles to flow energy from their bodies through another object to transmute, au change, one object into another. In this class the only notable ones are the teacher, Mrs. Black, an elderly lady with bad memory and no experience with technology, the idiot, Justin, a light skinned black young man, the other idiot, Ben, a dark skinned black young man with black glasses, and me, Harrison,...
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posted by Pirate_4_life
Hey guys, hopefully my story is getting read, so I'd appreciate it if wewe left a little maoni and tell me what wewe guys think of it.



Chapter two

“okay guys, step back from your paintings and as I go round the class I want wewe to explain your influences and how they inspired wewe to create your art pieces” explained the hippy like art teacher who insisted upon being called Gwen rather than Miss Miller, claiming it will ‘enhance the harmonious relationship’ she hopes to hold with her students. As each of her classmates took their turns telling how they were inspired to use a certain style...
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Darkened Bliss

By: Non other than the legendary . . . drumroll please . . . ME!




“If wewe had a choice and it was to be thought over, what choice would wewe go with? Invade the World’s tactics, au leave what is left of our world after the Apocalypse?
Not like our world is going anywhere . . .”



“Repress and retrain,
Steal the pressure and the pain,
Wash the blood off your hands,
This time, she won’t understand”
- Muse, Ruled kwa Secrecy








To,
My Marafiki who cannot wait to see if they are quoted








Need to know Basis, Rules and Legislations of the Bliss
The Cult of Sorpse was an ancient community...
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Days and days passed,this just wasn't going to end.This constant battle with Leo.Leo and I weren't fighting we just kept..well actually HE was the one leading me on so I was beating myself about it now.Leo could go from saying stuff like "hi beautiful" to "I don't wanna be around wewe right at the moment Jas,i-i gotta....see wewe later."And then he will walk away.I don't get it at all.The crappiest part of all this is that whether au not he is being a jerk.I'm falling for him,and I'm falling for him fast.

I mean its so hard to not fall for him.He can be the sweetest person on earth sometimes,and...
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posted by Lorelei-Essence
The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71. Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of watu mashuhuri turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The gravesite was piled high with flours. Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in onyesha business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll model for millions. Doughboy is survived kwa his wife Play Dough, two children, John Dough and Jane Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived kwa his elderly father, Pop Tart.