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posted by ellie_bellie135
When wewe use greif in your uandishi it's very important wewe get it right so here is a short makala to help you.

Here is an extract from link

Grief is a somewhat commplicated and misunderstood emotion. Yet, grief is something that, unfortunately, we must all experience at some time au other. We will all inevitably experience loss. Whether it is a loss through death, divorce au some other loss, the stages of grieving are the same.

The five stages of grief are:

1-Denial-"this can't be happening to me", looking for the former spouse in familia places, au if it is death, setting the meza, jedwali for the person au uigizaji as if they are still in living there. No crying. Not accepting au even acknowledging the loss.


2-Anger-"why me?", feelings of wanting to fight back au get even with spouse of divorce, for death, anger at the deceased, blaming them for leaving.


3-Bargaining-bargaining often takes place before the loss. Attempting to make deals with the spouse who is leaving, au attempting to make deals with God to stop au change the loss. Begging, wishing, praying for them to come back.


4-Depression-overwhelming feelings of hopelessness, frustration, bitterness, self pity, mourning loss of person as well as the hopes, dreams and plans for the future. Feeling lack of control, feeling numb. Perhaps feeling suicidal.


5-Acceptance-there is a difference between resignation and acceptance. wewe have to accept the loss, not just try to kubeba it quietly. Realization that it takes two to make au break a marriage. Realization that the person is gone (in death) that it is not their fault, they didn't leave wewe on purpose. (even in cases of suicide, often the deceased person, was not in their right frame of mind) Finding the good that can come out of the pain of loss, finding comfort and healing. Our goals turn toward personal growth. Stay with fond memories of person.



When wewe write it's very important wewe use these steps properly and in that order.
Thought it's very tempting to make your character angry, grief is zaidi powerful than anger.
Though grief shouldn't be misused for minor things when anger would be zaidi apropiate.

A good example of this, I think, is in Wolverine, when his wife was killed and he was instantly angry. I thought something was a bit off about it and that it was a bit cold and the reason for this was I don't think it was powerful enough. This is because anger was used when it should have been denial. And though it was well done, it could have been better if the writer had been zaidi skillful when using grief. (I'm not bagging out Wolverine. It's one of my favortie movies. PLEASE DON'T SUE ME.)

I hope this will help to improve your writing.

Thank wewe for reading.

Happy writing.
posted by iluvtheshow
I remember the siku I fell in love.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for wewe love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place wewe could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with zaidi moto then wewe could ever imagine.
zaidi passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the siku I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.

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This is dedicated to my first real mpira wa kikapu coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
posted by CullensFinest13
wewe hurt me I hope wewe die I cant belive I trusted wewe I cant belive I loved wewe I cant belive I stayed up and worried that wewe wouldnt call. I cant belive that i loved wewe i trusted wewe and cared for you. im tired of wewe its time i let wewe go but your always there wewe wont leave me alone...its time for wewe to leave so never come back walk out of my life i am going to lock my door and never let wewe back in stay out so i can be happy wewe need wewe need to die let me live my own life wewe shouldnt be controlling me anymore im not property im a human and i dont belong to the likes of you, wewe were...
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posted by vampiress015
I presuming we all joined this spot 'cos we upendo to write, right? If so then wewe all know what I'm talking about when I say that we all upendo our main characters and sometimes want to make them the best people in the world.

B-O-R-I-N-G

Yes, we want to make our main character gets the best out of the story, since it's their story. But if they're the best people in the world it doesn't really make them believable and then the reader just doesn't care about them (which is hard to understand cos we as the writer upendo em, but unfortunantley it's true)

So here is my step-by-step guide to make sure that...
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posted by Sweet_Pants
Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.

I dream of all things

Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts

Within these thoughts as dark as sea

When once those wings of black

Hung over all

Shadowing but of the wretched white

That blinds me of all beauty.

I dream of all things

From happiness to highs

Let down these pills

au I’m gone, retreat inside my mind

Where none but the darkest thoughts

Swallowing twilight

I dream of all things

From the stories told kwa hidden scars

Unable to onyesha themselves

Under this intense scrutiny

That makes up this world’s attire

To the times that I could be happy

Without a drug to create

The much-needed illusion...


I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
‘You shouldn't have shot the dog.’ That single thought reverberated inside my head, knocking from side to side, smashing at the sides of my skull until I had to put my hands to my temples in a futile attempt to stop the pain. The man sitting inayofuata to me took a swig of his whiskey, the glass bottle knocking against his yellowed and rotten teeth. His other hand held onto the steering wheel, maneuvering the car down the winding and deserted stretch of highway. I leaned my head against the cool glass of the passenger side window, willing my head to stop pounding. From the radio, the soft strains...
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posted by juicyjossy9
Think
See
Remember

If we compare the world with a village of 100 inhabitants, taking into account all components, the village would look like this:

♥ 57 Asians – 21 Europeans
♥ 14 Americans – 8 Africans
♥ 52 women – 48 men
♥ 70 coloured people – 30 white
♥ 70 non-Christians – 30 Christians
♥ 89 straights – 11 homosexuals
♥ 6 people would possess 59% of the total global wealth
♥ 6 people would have U.S. citizenship
♥ 80 would be homeless
♥ 70 would be illiterate
♥ 50 would be dependent on someone else
♥ 1 would be dying
♥ 2 would be born
♥ 1 would have a PC
♥ 1 would...
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posted by hannah_vampire
Thanks for the maoni plz keep kusoma and commenting :)

Nothing zaidi then a visual whisper, like a ghost, slipping past not to be seen.I stood still feet planted on the ground and hoping I would be as peacefully As I could and not be scared of what may lie ahead. I could see the fierce moto dieing in peoples eyes and I was hoping that the moto would not fully die in mine.

I walked through the forest as I stopped to see the most beautiful animal before me A real mbwa mwitu fully black with a white nyota shape on its right front paw and it was so Sleek and beautiful. I saw a girl running towards me...
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posted by Charlieminster
 left front clockwise: Charlie,Alice,Hollie,Connor and Jon
left front clockwise: Charlie,Alice,Hollie,Connor and Jon
Charlie walked over to the in front Mrs. Dale's dawati and sat down.
"Charlotte,you haven't got anything to worry about this isn't for anything bad." alisema Mrs.Dale
"okay" alisema Charlie "What is it about then?"
"Your father,sister and myself recived a phone call today from a lady called Miss. Fairchild who is from the school of special skills and she believe that this school would help wewe contorl your power." Mrs.Dale explained "The school is in Index, Washington state. There are six kids your age going and they all have special power as well. The semester begins this week end. Do wewe want to go...
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posted by harrypotterbest
The newspaper I my hand was already rolled in a tight ball. I biked as fast as I could toward my best friend Maisi’s house. I had already told her I was coming, but not why.
The reason I was going was infuriating, mysterious, and suspicious. How and why someone would do such a thing was a mystery. As Maisi’s house came into view, I hopped of my bike and put it in their bike chain. I ran up the steps and rang the doorbell continuously. Maisi opened it and ushered me inside. We both went up to her room.
She shut the door. ‘Okay,’ she said. ‘Out with it. What’s the matter? wewe look...
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posted by booklover13
Heres the summary the novel I recently finished writing. I'm not great at uandishi summaries, but i tried :) Please comment!!!

Its placed in older times, with magic and stuff like that, just fyi!




Ash and Anna are two ordinary girls, living two seperate lives in a world where magic is abundant. But when their prophecy brings the twin sisters together, and they learn that they have a long-lost triplet brother, kidnapped at birth, their worlds are turned upside-down, and every choice they make will affect the fate of the entire world.

When the two girls learn of their exceptional magical ablities,...
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posted by Hime666
This is a story of SAW and in this story Billy (AKA Jigsaw) is a human^^

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As Billy was walking in the abonded house.He sighs as he realises how long he had been alone.He walks in the room where John was right now making plans for new traps. "Hey John?"He asked and walked up to him. "Yes,Billy?"John asks. "Is there...Anyone who have came in here?"Billy asks hopefully. "no sorry.."Joh says and continues making the trap plans. "Oh...I didnt have anything else to say..."Billy says and walks out of John's...
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posted by starwarsfangirl
This is another piece of a story I've been writing...
If you've read the other part, this has absolutely nothing to do with Drew. NOTHING.
This takes place in a mythical and magical country known as Dragomria.
Please review!

Light hadn’t even graced the towers of the palace in the capitol city of Dragomria as the scribe rushed through the grand corridors. He burst into the kiti cha enzi room.
“Your Majesties! Prince Berthold has chosen a bride!” He said, gasping for air. Queen Callidora stood, her bright red hair cascading down to her waist, her brilliant green eyes cutting like a kisu through...
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posted by hannah_vampire
Sorry that this took so long I hope wewe like it, I was busy so sorry :)

Dear diary,

I wish that I was someone else, All the drama was giving me a headache and
I can’t think on what was important. I need some where to go, Blair was still
In the hospital and I guess I could go there I mean with no distractions.
Bye


I couldn’t open the front door, I ran around to the back door and I was lucky
That the key was still hidden in the crack of the bricks. I sat on my kitanda and closed
My eyes, finally some peace and I can think straight now.

I heard the creak of my door and opened my eyes, ‘Do wewe ever...
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posted by Sylar-Gray
From the Mind of a Raven


Irene

I shoved the rusty key into the ancient looking lock. I turned it a hard left and the giant door creaked opened. The realtor was going on about the history of the house. But I already knew all that. As the door open a chill went through me, as if warning me of something in the house. I walked in, leaving the key in the lock, and had a look around the parlor. It was huge, with a high ceiling with grates in it. I saw something black songesha behind the grate and jumped back.
“Is there any history of rats in this house?”
“Uh…no. but as I was saying...”
“I know....
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I wondered if my dad knew where I was. I wondered if he cared. A father should care if his daughter spends the night at some guys house, shouldn't he? A father should do a lot of things that mine doesn't do. On the upside, he's probably out buying Cleetus a big old bone. Woohoo.
I looked up into Ethan's eyes and tried to meet his gaze. The way the shimmered made me feel like my eyes were the dullest thing on earth. Annabella liked this guy and I knew I was wrong to be this close to him. I promised her I would not get too close to him, but I almost kissed him. Almost, the key word.
I stayed...
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posted by inexplicable
It was my turn re-one time far too late.
The dress rehearsal already had started a quarter saa zamani and I arrived panting and completely breathless in the test room.
yes, wewe are, finite since Daniela, our rehearsing leader, shouted to me, ".
> > excuse me, I could not get away from the musicschool earlier<<, I answered still struggling for breath.

Yes, if there was something I really loved, then it was the theater and the music.
Unfortunately, I did not manage to get both things under a hat here so that I paint,
it was late there. The dress rehearsal proceeded despite my late arrival...
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Chapter 1
Negative stranger


“Have a backbone . . . wait, your an arthropod.”

    


The sun was burning my eyes as the world spun around me. When I opened them, my eyes burned and then i thought I heard a sizzle, which, of course, was my imagination. I could feel the burning sensation on my upper arm from the shot last night. Crazy. The sunny burn kept burning my pupils until I opened my eyes fully. Then I notice that it’s just my light in my room.
Bummer.
    I sat up and rubbed the sore spot on my upper arm area. Shots hurt zaidi than wewe think. When...
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Okay, so.... hi! My name is Serenna and I'm a huge shabiki of Kingdom Hearts! ^_^ I've been uandishi for years now and I've made lots of different KH fanfics so here's one of'em! Hope wewe all like it!:)

Summary: In Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories, after Riku defeated Ansem, he alisema he would someday return. And now he's back. But what is Ansem after? And who is this new, mysterious, strong girl?

~1. The Run

I jumped a good ten feet in the air, arriving softly in the dense forestry. I looked behind me, checking to make sure the shadows weren't following me anymore. I'd been running non-stop for a good...
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so...her it goes:P

Actors:~Ecem
~Sari
~selen
~sara
~rumeysa
~sevde
~sevde
~dursun
~sufian
~firas
~roberto
~alex
~anthony
...
Scene starts off in class,the first siku at school,everybody looking tired,waiting for they're form teacher to be presented.
(a moment of silence as the door slowly opens...I'll be helping on that one!...and a creepy looking teacher steps inside the class-room)
(ACT 1)
Radu:(low and dark voice) Hello....everybody Im your new teacher as we all~~

Alex: yeah,yeah we know,we know

Radu:(laughs sinisterly)you'd wished wewe didnt say that.NOW...you've been..."disrespectful" to the teacher,come outside...
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posted by EmoKidSteven
when i just have been through the worse in my life
my eyes turn black,my skin turns white
i'll be like a ghost
life has been sucked right from me
i feel my skin tearing apart like it's going to shred
i'm shaking and lonely and cold
but it's funny that my only savior is just a little sharp metal thing
just a small razor can heal me that much?!
better than anybody i have ever known
i slide my left arm just a little as a start and i feel like i need zaidi and zaidi and more...
until i can not get enough
but then i feel so good,almost satisfied
watching my blood spilling on the floor,drop after drop very slowly
that's just the hottest painful pleasure i have ever experienced
i feel so unbalanced,so numb
i don't know if i need someone to touch me au to shoot me to know that i'm still alive
but i know i won't stop
i'll cut myself and fuck the wound
i'll lick my blood for all my pain