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posted by LialSanders
Snow dances down the sky, slowly blanketing the land below. And in a large feild, a single mti stood alone, it's bare and twisted branches twitching in the breeze. I slowly trudge through the thigh high snow, staring at each flake passing by. The details are overwelming and fills my soul with a warm, loving feeling.
Suddenly, I see a figure in the distance. My moyo begins to pound like an unsteady drum as I race towards it. My feet become lighter than ever, my bow and arrow not weighing me down. I crouch low, and begin to sneak slowly towards it.
Quitely, I draw back an arrow and shoot it into the mistly air. I hear a moan, and my eyes grow wide. I stumble towards the sound, and find that I had shot her.
She lays against a rock, blood turning the snow into a colorful slushie. I take her into my arms and pull off my gloves. My fingers run threw her hair as I brush it behind her ear. She looks up at me and smiles. A single tear rolls down her cheek as my lips touch hers. We swim in romace and embrace our love. Suddenly, her lips go dry, leaving me behind in the open. I stand up, her within my arms, then walk to the tree.
Her body begins to glow, brown hair turning into a golden halo that complements her marble eyes. She floats out of my arms and towards the tree. Arms out like a cross, and her head hanging to her chest. I touch my lips with my bare hands and close my eyes. Remembering the last, warm kiss that closed our passion.
The mti opens up, consuming her corpse and beautiful white gound. I drop to my knees, and stare at the mti with childish eyes.
Within a moment, I felt lost. But within a second, the mti grew leaves and began to blossum. The land around me changed dirasically. The snow melted away and nyasi grew a tinted green. Flowers sprunge up from the growned and opened.
Suddenly, the mti opened once zaidi and she steped out. The golden halo dissapered as she looked at me. I roase to my feet and stared. She gracefully danced towards me, glowing dust flowing from her hair and flowers growing from where she once stepped.
Then when she was in my arms, I knew she was real. Mine forever.
Once zaidi into the fray,
Into a battle I`ll never know,
Live and Die on this Day,
Live and Die on this Day.
A/N; AHAHAHAHAHA! And wewe thought i wouldn't dare ;). Anyways, here's something weird i don't even understand. Seriously. But I'll post it here because I feel happy. Yeah, even I don't believe it. Anyways I'll stop talking 'cause this font is making me feel stupid.

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Breathe. wewe need to breathe.

“I can’t.” I whimpered “I can’t breathe. It’s too hard. If I breathe, the numbness will go. I can’t let it go.”

You need to. People are counting on wewe to have a heart-beat. And kwa moyo beat I mean they count on wewe to be here. To have a-little...
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posted by problematic124
****Originally The secrets within but changed title, also I own all rights to my story :)****
Prologue
Look at the world, yeah go on and look at it. Now tell me, What do wewe see? Home? Life? Secrets? Death? Anything? Well most people always see it differently. But they never see what’s right in front of them.
When wewe look at the world wewe always see the small things. wewe never see the big obvious things that lurk in the shadows of every dark corner .
Well some of us see it, others… don’t. You’d be surprised kwa ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… au never will.And I...
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This is for those who have just begun writing, au for those who need helpful advice. I hope this makala helps you.

1) Spelling and Grammar

Spelling and grammar is the first thing wewe worry about. If there are many spelling/grammatical errors, the story doesn't flow very well. wewe don't have to be an expert, but wewe at least should have a dictionary nearby and know the basic rules of grammar. You'll pick up on zaidi the zaidi wewe write.

2) Know Your Topic

First and foremost, after spelling and grammar, wewe must know what you're uandishi about. And I don't just mean a topic in general. For example,...
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posted by VampirePrinsess
Mommy... Johnny brought a gun to school,
He told his Marafiki that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!
But Mommy, when I went school that day,
I never alisema good-bye,
I'm sorry Mommy, I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry. When Johnny shot
the gun, He hit me and another,
And all because Johnny, Got the gun from his older brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I upendo him very much,
And please tell Chris; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.
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posted by ballaholic
I am broken.
    My body is broken.
        I limp down the sidewalk.
        People stare. Are they concerned? au disgusted?
        I wish I was invisible.
    My family is broken.
        My father disowns me.
        My mother is disappointed.
        I don’t know my brother at all.
    My life is broken.
        My Marafiki are gone.
        My job can’t support me.
        I have nowhere to turn.
    But my soul is unbroken.
        I still believe in good.
        I still have hope.
        I still think the world can change.
I may be broken.
But my soul is not.
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