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posted by ZekiYuro
After an upbringing in New Zealand and a spell uigizaji in her own country,Nyree Dawn Porter made London her home.Interview kwa Alan O'Kelly.

Nyree Dawn Porter made her first stage appearance at the age of 3.Playing the part of a ladybird in an amateur production of Noah's Ark,she walked onto the stage and into the lights to delighted applause and laughter.

'It stopped me dead and instead of joining the other performers I walked down to the front of the stage to find out what that noise was.'

'That noise' has Charmed her ever since and in a long,successful career,both on the theatre stage and on television,she has received plenty of it.

Nyree was born on the north island of New Zealand.Her father was a butcher who later became a developer and a businessman.She was aliyopewa the Maori name of Ngaire which was later changed to its present English form as nobody could pronounce it.

Nyree speaks lovingly of her father Ken,who was warm and affectionate and loved muziki passionately.For a long time she was an only child,but when her sister,Merle Isabel,came along,the happy family should have been complete.

Sadly,that didn't happen.'My parents were like oil and water,'explains Nyree.'They simply couldn't live together.My father's work kept him away from nyumbani but I think it was partly because he found it difficult to live with my mother.'

As a result,Nyree remembers her childhood as being sad but productive.She has a nervous stammer and was so shy and quiet that her teachers became extremely worried about her.She found her release through books,paiting and ballet.

'I didn't like school and I spent most of my time in my head.One of the teachers noticed that.She'd say,'I'm not going to repeat that for Nyree Porter because she's not listening anyway.No doubt she'll let me have the sketch she's doing under the desk.'

A teacher named Jim Goodall came to her rescue kwa encouraging her to do well and kwa making her president of the drama club.A sekunde influential person was another teacher,who had spent a lot of time in England and France.The teacher's enthusiasm helped Nyree to use her natural gift for French and she also encouraged Nyree to act.

kwa the time she left school,Nyree has passed all the required exams for teaching ballet.She had her own dance studio and enjoyed her work.But something told her that at some stage she would have to leave New Zealand to find full satisfaction.

'I was uigizaji in a local amateur production when a woman came to my dressing room and asked me if I had ever considered uigizaji as a career.She was the wife of a leading actor at the New Zealand National Theatre.Her car had broken down outside and that was the only reason she had come it.She arranged for me to try for a role in an American comedy called The Solid dhahabu Cadillac.'

Against hundreds of other actors,Nyree was aliyopewa the part.She had no hesitation in giving up everything to act and within 2 years had been brought to England kwa a famous film producer.

'I upendo London and my lucky break came when I was aliyopewa a letter of introduction to Hazel Vincent Wallace at the Leatherhead Theatre.I got a job in a Chrismas show,both uigizaji and dancing.'

Nyree Dawn Porter has adopted England,and England has adopted her,too.She has lived in England ever since,although she does visit her old nyumbani and regularly works in Australia.
Happy New Year's everyone! I hope you've enjoyed the makala I've written so far

Courtney decides to go talk to Scott

Courtney: Hey, Scott I need to talk to you
Scott: Okay but first lets win this challenge babe, and if we lose I think we should vote off Alejandro.
Courtney confessional: I can't believe he called me, babe?
Courtney: yeah I'll talk to wewe later now come on we have a challenge to win

Courtney runs away from Scott and he smirks at her

Scott confessional: It's my turn to play hard to get, and I'll make sure to lose so we can eliminate Alejandro. Hehe
Courtney: Hey, Gwen!
Gwen: Hi, where's...
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It was a leaf-fall siku and Dovewing padded out of the camp with Ivypool, Lionblaze, Cinderheart & Toadstep... She as going on a hunting patrol.
The dark forest battle had just finished and the Cats were trying to get over the moyo break of Hollyleaf, Ferncloud & Firestar. It was hard especially for Sandstorm, Leafpool and Squirrelflight..
Because Sandstorm was Firestar's mate and his two children werre Leafpool and Squirrelflight.
So it was mainly hard for them and Leafpool had also Lost her daughter, so two deaths in one day. Ivypool had killed Hawkfrost and Tigerstar died because...
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posted by iHelloUniverse
Everyone is staring at me, I know from as I look up from my worn-out black converse, hearing them whispering and laughing to their friends. I pull up my Black Veil Brides's bag further up my shoulder, fearing of what I will be kusoma on my locker this afternoon. In my tracks, I stop in the line of my locker, seeing insults that make me want to self-harm then and there.

Hang yourself
You're a fag
Overdose on pills
Worthless
Suicidal freak

My eyes locked on the notes. The words mocking me as they make me read them over and over until someone spoke, "Like our notes?" Laughter burst out as I turned...
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posted by Cries_Bloodlova
Part one
love
Laughter filled the air as I ate the last reminders of mkate with the upendo of my life. Iza Reffile. We sat outside on the corner away from most people like the way we always did. It was moments like this that I wish would last forever. But they don’t. Iza was a very shy the girl who never alisema a word to anybody not even me. I remember the night that we met. a cold rain fell. I was walking from the bakery. it was late at night. Most people where in there beds asleep. When I start to here yelling.
The yelling was vicious and loud. Then a little girl about four years younger then...
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I sat alone.

No one came up to me, none asked if anything was wrong.

I sat alone.

In the corner, where everyone saw but no one noticed.

I sat alone.

I had no friends, I was not ‘cool’ enough for them.

I sat alone.

No one knew my mother had just died from cancer, no one cared.

I sat alone.

Surrounded kwa my thoughts, but no people. kwa my words, but no friends.

I sat alone.

Until a girl came and sat kwa me.

I sat with a girl.

She turned to me and smiled warmly, “Hello.”

I sat with a friend.
posted by hgfan5602
Every weekend, I sleep late, like every normal teenager. Problem is, my annoying little brother wakes up at like what? 6:30 every morning? Yeah. And he dumps a bucket of water filled with ice in it on my face if I don't wake up at 6:30. What a nuisance. Otherwise, if I go hangout with my Marafiki before he gets up. he says, "Mrs. Mellark! Going out with your boyfriend?" Yeah, I like Peeta, as a matter of fact, if wewe didn't know before. Personal opinion, you'll live with it. What a strange little kid. No idea where he learned what a boyfriend was, but fine. The major thing that makes me mad...
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Yo, everyone. Chase here. wewe know, Jake's been uigizaji all strange lately like he's hiding something from me. And I don't like it. I don't see how anyone would. I thought we were a team. And I thought he alisema that I was just as great as he was. Now, this proves that he was totally lying. What a fraud. Okay, I found out something today that might be useful to the two of us. Well, that is, if Jake even wants to work with me. I saw his light on yesterday night. Face it, he's probably researching something about the mutant serpent. Am I right? Well, yes, I thought so. wewe know, I am telepathic....
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posted by shenelopefan
Carta de un corazón roto

"El nombre de la persona a la que dedico este escrito,

Es un nombre que no me permito decir cuando estoy sola"

¿Tienes idea de lo que es, verte cada día, y en tus ojos no encontrar lo que yo sí te daría? ¿Tienes acaso alguna idea de lo que es no haberte superado? Por más que lo he intentado, aún no haberte olvidado. ¿Sabes lo que es hacer rimas con tu nombre y no encontrar palabras, no encontrar acordes? Quisiera yo contarte, todo esto que escribo, pero ya es demasiado tarde, ya te has ido, amor mío. Los años se me pasan, sin que tú estés conmigo. Aunque quería...
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posted by r-pattz
A/N: Okay, well this is zaidi of an idea than an actual story, but I just couldn't sleep one night, and having the strange mind I possess, this came out of my insomnia. If it's not too much trouble, some feedback would be sweet, mostly 'cause I'm curious to see what wewe guys think of it. And as a disclaimer, no I don't actually believe in limbo, but it does interest me. ;)

Limbo

She had no idea what exactly was happening, au why it was happening to her, of all people.

Her head was spinning and her eyes couldn’t focus on any of the blurs of color than raced in and out of her line of sight. They...
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posted by hotfudgebrownie
Heys guys, this story is made kwa me (hotfudgebrownie) and llrulez!! :D:D hope wewe like it.

Chapter #1
My life. My life isn’t ordinary. it’s too complicated .it all started when…Wait! I almost forgot. Im eliza steel.everyone knows me as liz.im 16 and very athletic . I know a little bit of karate from a few classes I had taken when I was little.. I have a little sister,Dani,who is just 11 but a little too smart for her age.my best friend stasha is extremely intelligent. She won a national award but forget about that .more important ,my story.but before wewe read any further stop and think....
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posted by ace1317
This is the first story i have ever let anybody read before. Some of my Marafiki have told me it was good and i need to ilitumwa it. so here it is i hope wewe like it........

I was running through a pitch black tunnel, the cold wind whipping through my jacket. Then an evil voice said. “Run u pathetic, worthless, creature run!!!” then the voice would break out in evil laughter. Something grabbed my legs I fell face first on to the cold hard tile. The creature starting snaking up my body forcing the air from my lungs. I woke up screaming. I ran into the bathroom and splashed water on my face....
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posted by r260897
Zean, the famous nyota of muziki world came back with his Zeal (his guitar) and his famous UKK band after a live performance. He sat in front of a big mirror removing his make up. His ears were active with the chatter of his mates who were busy in talking about another band. He turned back with a big a smile as if he wanted to say something but he didn’t. he saw a small boy running and then he stood up and ran behind him he ran and ran and ran until he found himself surrounded kwa white light and some noise in which he could hear “so wewe are Zean…. Haaahaaaaa look at him his….” Zean,,...
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posted by Luna-Lacrimosa
Built For Sin
Darkness poured into the hybrid's room, filling the room with great depression. Rain drops made little trails down the window, almost like tears, down the cool glass surface of the window. Luna still needed to majibu to her questions. Why was she here? What does she need to do? Why did her moyo finally feel warm after what Hades told her about Leon's feelings?! The majibu never showed up to her, no matter what she thought au did.
A big bewilderment sigh danced in the cool quiet air of the depressed dark room. Luna crashed her head into her hands and grabbed a hold of her hair...
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posted by candlegirlsmile
In a foggy night ,
On a foggy siku ,
Following the light ,
Running far away .

There was a little car ,
Driven kwa two children ,
Made out of plastic and gum ,
With a fake license number .

And the car was the product
Of one’s imagination,
It was the guide through the forest
Of his life’s interpretation.

And the forest was dark
And hunted kwa Mbwa mwitu loups ,
Full of tears and pain
And of smiles went to vain.

And this kid was an orphan,
Slowly rushing through life ,
Searching for his mother ,
Waiting to be held tight.

He is Lost and scared ,
Yet unstoppable ,
Cause all his life he’s spent
Walking through that forest.

We ain’t all lucky and rich
au have families.
The truth is we only have ourselves,
To make our own journies.

This orphan’s an example
For those who don’t know ,
That that forest is the rode
We all have to go on .
HI, WELL IN THE LAST CHAPTER, ROBYN AND RICK FIND OUT WHAT IS REALLY GOING TO HAPPEN, AND THAT THE WHOLE SCHOOL NEW ABOUT IT THROUGH kusoma A PROPHECY THAT HAD ALL THE ANSWERS. NOW WE R STARTING FROM THEIR sekunde CLASS, DONT WOORY IT WONT BE A CHAPTER PER LESSON LAWL.......................



The rest of the History clas dragged in, no one looked at me, au even whispered behind me. When ever i would catch someones eye they would turn away.Yes they should have told me, rather than get ridiculed kwa some, History teacher, but they are my freinds. And right now thats what i need, good freinds. "Robyn,...
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posted by WritenOnTheSand
Prologue

I have always hated how we never seem to change. Our town has been the same size since, well, since forever. Never changing, just remaining quaint and familiar. Some people don’t like to come here because they say we make our selves sound too innocent. To me, innocence is that last thing that is Sleepy Hollow. If we were innocence, then my story would have no meaning. And without meaning, there would be no story. I will admit that wewe may find it to be sad au empty, so I don’t blame wewe if wewe want to set it down, and never look at it again. Believe me, if only I could set it off...
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posted by breebree446
 1st Person = I, we, me, us, my, mine, our, ours. 2nd Person = you, your, yours. 3rd Person = he, she, it, they, him, her, it, them, his, her, hers, it, their, theirs.
1st Person = I, we, me, us, my, mine, our, ours. 2nd Person = you, your, yours. 3rd Person = he, she, it, they, him, her, it, them, his, her, hers, it, their, theirs.
First Person

First person uandishi is when the characters is speaking directly toward another person(You). wewe use words like "I", "Mine", "We", "Us." The character is telling the story to wewe themselves.

Second Person

Third person is the exact opposite. Instead of the character talking to you, the narrator is talking about the character. Your main words are "You", and "Your."

Third Person

Third person is almost similar to sekunde person. The narrator is talking to you, but instead they use words like "He", "She", "It", and "They." Third person vitabu often have the most detail.

For zaidi detailed descriptions, go to: link
posted by mari_giovani
This is a short story, based on a song. The song's kinda spoilerish so i'm gonna put its link at the end.
Ps: i just finished this so it probably has some typing and pontuaction mistakes...I'll review and hariri later! :)

There he was once again, holding his knees in his arms, on the corner of that kitanda that he often tries to forget, and across from him, his terapist sat, cleaning her glasses with a tissue as she had his file on her lap, tried to, for the yet unknown, last time, understand and help him.
"So how are wewe today, Jason? I'm glad to see that you're looking for the help that wewe need."...
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 The Book/Story Logo
The Book/Story Logo
*Note; This is a variation of RachelGal97’s Endless Pain. Same names; just a different plot. Please maoni and tell me if wewe like*

Endless Pain: Chapter One

Selena slowly walked down her street. The fall air was crisp on her cheeks and red leaves scattered themselves across the yards and streets of her neighborhood. But she didn’t notice. She was too deep into thought; wondering if he’ll ever come back. Her pace slowed as she thought harder. She soon came to a thought and stopped.

“He’s not coming back!” She yelled. Selena ripped down the street; tears coming down her cheek as fast...
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Can wewe hear me (OST-Beethoven Virus)

Even though it hurts but a little, tears form
My moyo screams out
If I pass in front of you, beside you
You were my whole world
I want only you
But I can't breathe when I'm in front of you

As if wewe weren't my destiny
As if this was just a fleeting moment
Next to you, who just let me go so easily
I go closer to wewe step kwa step
Although I cannot songesha at all

You make me restless, wewe make me cry
Like a fool, like a child
I want to just laugh it off instead

The closer I get to you
Although I get zaidi scared
I guess I cannot stop this love

Why is it just my upendo that is late...
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