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posted by June4
It’s raining on my window pane,
Inside this house looks so lame.
I’m so funny, so bored hunni.
Nothing much to do but to be a horn dog,
Being bored makes me write in my log.


Are we counting up au down?
Nothing seems to go around.
Boredom, wewe don’t like him.
Boredom, wewe wanna shoot him.
Don’t make that move.


wewe get in trouble when looking for fun,
wewe get so tired when the siku is done.
Soon as wewe get in bed,
wewe remember what should be done instead.
Just forget the problem.


Get a goodnight sleep and dream.
Forget about the boring adventure,
wewe should’ve discovered something in nature.
Boredom, forget them.
Boredom, sleep before the morning.
posted by noahnstar1616
I ate zaidi of the meat. "Done."

She smiled. "Good." She took my empty plate. "Would like-"

"Change me back!"

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. Change me back!" I was still in sea witch form.

"Why would wewe want to go back into being a rotten human?" She set my empty plate kwa the meat and put zaidi onto it. She set the meat fulled in front of me. "Don't wewe like being a sea witch?"

"No, I hate it! Because of what wewe did I Lost the the upendo of my life!" I looked at the plate of meat. How appetizing it looking, but I was too upset to eat it. "You made my life crap."

"Look, I'm sorry about your little boyfriend,...
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Prologue

Somewhere… “Yes! We did it; look at him fully developed and ready. Aha ha ha, the buyers will be thrilled!” in the tank, a hand twitches. “What?” Something dark materializes kwa the hand. “No, he’s not supposed to be awake! What’s going on here?!”

    An explosion rocks the countryside, a figure emerges from the flames of the burning building, and a scrap of flaming paper, one of many, blows by:
SUBJECT: ZERO
GROUP: DELTA

Ch. 1
Normal, that’s how most people would describe me, but then, most people don’t seem to notice that before the school...
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posted by DxCFan123
I walked into class and sat in a kiti, kiti cha inayofuata to Skye.
"Hello, class. I am Mrs. Marrow. I will be your English teacher for this semester. Without further to do, let's introduce our 2 new students. Skye Rope, come on up!"
Skye jumped out of her kiti, kiti cha and ran to the front of the classroom.
"Umm, hi! My name is Skye... Oh, kwa the way, it's spelled with an 'e' at the end. Not 'sky' like, as in, like, 'The sky is blue.' Umm.. I like turtles, pandas, cartoons, wewe know which cartoons I like? I like Almost Naked Animals, Cyber Space, Fetch with Ru-"
"That is all, Skye. Now, Sam Fitzpatrick."
I blushed, as...
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posted by para-scence
There's no such thing as "fitting in" apparently.

I was observing I guess wewe could say, the students at the school. The kids who were "popular" were very obvious; they had huge crowds around them, and were uigizaji very obnoxious. Apparently this rank was aliyopewa to wewe at birth au something. Kids who were "losers" were not allowed to socialize with these kids at all.

I pity the losers.

Not that I wasn't one either, because it's obvious that I was. Not even the other losers would talk to me... Not that I wanted them to. I was better off just being kwa myself. So I avoided Jezreel and Emery as much...
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Hi!, this is my new story that I have started and I hope wewe like it! kwa the way, I have this story on here also (link link) Thanks, comment!:D

I never plan out anything. I never know whats gonna happen, I don't have anything under my control. I didn't plan on falling in love, au losing myself as time went by. It just happens.
October
I walked down the gray colored sidewalk that was buried under fallen leaves to my bus stop. The sky was gray and gloomy, filled with clouds. As I approached my bus stop, I noticed John wasn't there. John was a quiet freshman that only talked when needed. I stood...
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posted by WildCherryWolf
Dear Alex,


My last letter didn't do justice to the hurt wewe did. Not even slightly.


For days, I would lock myself in the bathroom at lunch, and be afraid of the teasing I was subject to when I came out. Your Marafiki were all idiots, wewe know that? Stealing your phone, texting me and making me feel like I had a chance.

In our last argument, wewe told me I lie too much. Yeah right. Everybody lies. Even you.

At one point, the pain built up, and I just had to let it pour. I hid in my room, just crying and wishing I had aimed my affection at my schoolwork, not some jerk who ruined my life.

Then, you...
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Max awoke the inayofuata the morning with a slight wet feeling... Simba had wet the bed! "Simba!!" I yelled as I jumped out of

bed quickly, he sat up and looked at me then felt the wet sheet's himself "Not again!" Simba alisema as he to jumped out of

bed soaking wet, "Didn't I train wewe not to do that?" I asked as I walked over to the dresser to find some new cloth's

"Well ya wewe did but I had a.... wet dream heh.. and I drank a lot before I went to kitanda so I couldn't hold it." Simba alisema

as he pulled the sheet's off the kitanda "Well we're gonna have to clean them now." Simba alisema as he sighed balling up...
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posted by para-scence
His footsteps seemed to echo throughout the house, as he grew nearer and nearer. I braced myself; ready to defend myself if things got ugly. He appeared from the family room, and folded his arms.

"Cosette," he alisema in his deep voice. I bit my tongue. There was a long pause as he looked me over. Then he cleared his throat. "You've... been slacking on your chores. Your room's a mess. Get to work," he ordered, then disappeared. I stood there, dumbfounded. I looked at Franklin, who shrugged sadly.

I went upstairs, to my room. Again, it felt like I didn't belong here. I slowly walked in, observing...
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posted by Luna-Lacrimosa
 A lonely skeleton, the body and mind may be dead, but the moyo isn't. It won't die until it finds its love.
A lonely skeleton, the body and mind may be dead, but the heart isn't. It won't die until it finds its love.
"Ad occursum futurum....but for now, Eien ni kimi ga shiawase de iru koto Tada negatteru... Tatoe sore ga donna ni sabishikututemo.tsurakutemo..." "Your sins are burried in red and black roses.."

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"
A pair of eyes shot open as the dark-haired boy jolted himself out of his nightmare. His eyes searched the room fearfully as he clutched the pristine white sheets between his white knuckles. His breathing was erratic and his moyo rate was beating at the rate of an animal being chased kwa a vicious predator. He continued uigizaji this way for a few dakika before he began to calm...
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posted by para-scence
Ace was still at my house a week later. I'd managed to get no information from anyone on when Echo was coming back. It couldn't be much longer, right? She had to come back sometime. I began to worry. They were bound to find out why she cut herself. What would happen when she got back? Would they take her and Ace away? Would I ever see her again?

I became very lonely.

I ate lunch alone. I went nyumbani alone. I did everything alone at school. I had no other Marafiki at school; not that I was complaining. I didn't really want any other friends. Echo was the greatest friend I could ever ask for. It'd...
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posted by ttmrktmnrfn0830
With this new story, I wanna write a horror story.

It's called Imaginary:

Sierra, a young six mwaka old from Ocean Gate, New Jersey, dies from a car accident and a broken skull. Meanwhile, Molly, from Bayville, gets a new friend. Her name is Sierra.

As Molly's parents notice their daughter uigizaji strange, they start to worry. She always asks to set the meza, jedwali for an extra person, and she always talks to herself in her room.

Sierra is being fueled kwa something that's in their house, and she's feeding supernaturally off of Molly's body, and strange things start to happen in the house.

Anonymous laughing, horrifying screams, eerie whispering, problems with the power, and worse. Molly gets weaker.

On this Supernatural journey, Molly's parents will try to fight something that's beyond them, whatever it takes to save their daughter's life.



In loving memory of Sierra, a childhood friend. I still miss you, and I know your brother does, too!
posted by Insight357
We were all piled up in the car. Jack and Vince in the front while Sean and I were in the back. I think they did it on purpose. Sean and I had been fighting, on the verge of breaking up, type fighting. Jack and Vince didn’t want that to happen, apparently we were made for each other.
    Sean and I hadn’t alisema a word to each other since we were forced into the car. I had no clue were we were going, and I wasn’t about to ask Sean. Jack and Vince made a rule that I wasn’t allowed to talk to them either. I guess I could be a little annoying.
    I...
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posted by para-scence
I managed to get out of the house, with Dad and Kara thinking I was going to work. But instead, I went to Blake's house. He took me to the horse ranch again, and we rode horses. It was much easier than the first time.

After that though, I decided I should probably take my punishment. I stayed nyumbani all day, except the days I was actually working of course. Also with my punishment, I became Hera's chauffeur. I was stuck driving her to the movies, with a discount because of my employment there, to her friends' houses, and wherever else she wanted to go basically. She was so annoying. I took my...
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posted by para-scence
Blake

It was Valentine's Day. I'd never really liked the holiday. Girls always thought it was a "romantic day" and it was just.... annoying. This year, however, I was actually happy about it coming around. This year, I had Irina. She wasn't like most girls. She was different, and I upendo that about her. I bought a bouquet of flowers; I was going to give them to her at lunch. I started eating outside with her, and that Briar girl that she introduced me to. That girl is strange, but sweet. I'll never forget when I met her:

"Blake, this is Briar," Irina introduced one siku after school. This girl...
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Toyo was slumped over, half on the ukuta and half on the floor. He clutched his throat with both of his pale hands, coughing uncontrollably. In a useless attempt to get up, Toyo stumbled and fell on his side, almost completely paralyzed kwa the desperate pain in his lungs and throat. If only he could get what he craved so badly...
Aiko has it. Aiko can give it to me.
"NO!" Toyo screamed, throwing himself at the door. Instead of it opening he crashed onto it and slumped on the floor again. His legs were utterly useless to him in this state. Panting heavily, he felt the pain lessen, and finally...
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posted by POPclogger216
"I..I didn't see you..you were over there, now you're here..oh my God," I say, pacing before he grabs my arm, stops me.
"Chill. Would wewe like to dance?" he asks. I say yes.
Hesitantly.
We dance, sometimes close, sometimes dancing so crazy we can't even see each other. But something weird happens during one of the dances. He pulls me close. I barely know him. And then, his hand around my waist, he almost grips me, as if in pain. And then burning, almost like a msall scratch a dog would give you. A sharp prickling runs through my lower back. I moan, softly, and I look at his face. His eyebrows...
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posted by wolfkirby
Me and Brittany got scared when the police maswali us and got push toward the cop car.
The boys got is trouble because of the bia since they tried to make us drink.We had to tell them because u know there the police we didnt fell right when they got to rude and pushy.We got sorry for them since they went to jail for 3 days.
Luckly they werent part of the K.K.K.Kevin got alot zaidi nice after there jail time.They were not bullying any kids we have been dating so long that its a record for our town.The school was rebuilt,but Me,Brittany,and them knew it wasnt over yet.
posted by POPclogger216
"Why in the heck are wewe wearing that?" my mother asked. I looked into my full-body mirror in my bedroom inside this tiny apartment, studying the short, yellow, frilly gown. I sware to God..I gleam in this, Mom! I thought. "It looks zaidi like a scrap-of-a-dress." I ignored her.

It was the siku of my high-school prom, the last prom I'd ever go to. I was going to graduate this summer. I sorta wanted to come out with a bang. My eyes, just like moms, looked bigger, darker, and gorgeous when I was wearing yellow. My choppy black hair seemed to shine more. This IS the perfect dress, I thought. My...
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I stroll down Western Avenue with a blue coin mfuko wa fedha, mfuko in my fragile hands. People in every direction as far as the eye can see. Neighbors being neighborly, store keepers selling and people riding the subway to work. Today happens to be a Saturday morning. And as usual, I awaken in the morning at six o'clock and dress. Every Saturday morning is the same old thing. I turn to the corner seeing the store I've been looking for. Roosevelt Island Shop. Yes. Indeed I live on the island of Roosevelt Island. It's very exhilirating to walk in the streets of our state of New York. As I enter the small shop,...
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Days go kwa wewe like a shadow,
wewe don’t live this life,
you’re becoming a shadow
of your destiny.



This cruel fate hates
your laughter,
loving your pain that
sleeps inside your
broken heart.



Broken and tired
of all these Lost fights,
your life becomes
invisible
and wewe don’t care anymore,
but wewe do,
wewe still do.



You’re trying to see
through this fog,
you’re still fighting
for that day,
the siku of your peace.



Your path is full of
thorns that are stabbing wewe
directly into your hope,
tearing your soul apart,
you’re on the wings of powerlessness.