uandishi

Belinda’s p.o.v

I waited in the graveyard for something to happen, anything. “Oh come on” I moaned, being a slayer and all wewe think I’d be all Buffy, come on let’s get them, but really it’s terrible, wewe never get to sleep at night, all your best clothes get blood on them and the hunters are always late to meetings and graveyards. There are 4 hunters: Rocco was the big one, the one who handle the muscle, he had brown and blue hair and pitch black eyes, his figure was a lot like a wrestler...big. Max was the badass one, he was good looking, that’s all I could say was good about...

This is how wewe breathe; this is how wewe look; this is how wewe understand; this is what wewe need to live; this is how wewe laugh; this is how wewe smile; this what makes the world go round; this is what makes wewe cry; this is what takes wewe places; this is the beauty of the dreams; this is how wewe sing; this is how wewe breathe; this is what wewe feel; this is how wewe dream. Don’t be the victim; be the strong one; be the back bone; be the things all wewe want to be. Never doubt; never question; never stop believing; please understand. This is how wewe scream; this is how wewe play; this is how you...

I was holding it in my hand; this man’s moyo well not actually his moyo but his pendant it was a dark rouge colour so pretty, how he felt for this woman his passion for her. My name is Sadie and I am a goddess of love, I have been for the last 400 years, but I have always had a problem with my place, I don’t understand it, upendo I mean it sounds like some club in L.A that everyone needs to go to and when they do they either get kicked out au stay and even some times they stay and then get kicked out. I lived in California with my family who are gods to, and they all have a place that...

She watched them as they moved down her street.
They never saw her, took great care in looking away before she noticed their shamelessly wide eyes were glued to her body... or, zaidi importantly what she embodied: this world they lived in wasn't perfect.
Her presence there seemed to pollute their pretty city and just like the odd bia can au stray McDonalds bag, they ignored her. She wasn't stupid though... she knew she was just as much an ornament as the ribbons that decorated the streetlights at this time of year, that she in fact blended in with the rest of the pavement and she herself was...

Chapter Three

All throughout their patrol, it was all James could do to keep his attention (and eyes) on the task at hand. He was still going over the saa before patrol in his head, trying to make sense of it. Lily Evans, always the stoic one, afraid? It was hard to get his head around. Lily had always been the one to keep her head in the most panic-worthy of situations – like the time she found out that Remus is a werewolf.

It had been a particularly difficult full moon, the last one of their sixth mwaka at Hogwarts. Wolf-Remus had been zaidi vicious than usual and both James and Sirius were...

Cameron faced me. "Huh?"

"I said", my eyes focused on Mercury. "Could wewe give us some privacy?"

"I could, but I don't want to."

I scowled.

"It's fine Mercury, I'll see wewe later." Cameron kissed her on the cheek.

The sight stung the back of my eyeballs.

She smiled at him, glared at me, and left.

Cameron faced me again. "Now what did wewe want?"

"I want to know why the hell you're tongue was in that..bitch's mouth", I yelled. I had never used profanity before, but it felt good.

"Because she's my girlfriend."

"No, I'm your girlfriend!"

"Correction, wewe were my girlfriend."

" 'Were'? What do wewe mean 'were'?...

The Tower of London is notorious for it's ghost stories. Its where I live. I get to go to the White Tower whenever I want. I get to hang round the St. Peter ad Vincula chapel. And sometimes, I can get Marafiki in for free. But this, this is my story. My name is Tallulah, Tara to my friends, family, and you. And this is my tale of terror in the Tower.

I had gotten back from Tudor History with my tutor. I was pretty exhausted, as I had been on a walking tour and class. And I had been called in to help a guided tour, that's the kind of thing we get when we live here. It's only a few of us, but we...

Just tell me what wewe think, :)     






Aria Glass sat on juu of her house with an unopened bia in her hand and her eyes on the sky. It was a beautiful night and Toby and Jared where at it again. Jared had become zaidi quick-tempered than usual, barking at almost everything. Neither boy’s where good at their temper control and over the years Aria had learned to let boys be boys and fight it out themselves. But Aria could take them both, Aria smirked at this thought, true au not they would never hurt her.
    But she did hate it when they fought, although...

"...So there's no way you're taking Cosette nyumbani if she doesn't want to!" Echo shouted across the kitchen. She's been ranting for about ten dakika straight. It even frightened me. Asteria seemed surprised, but calm. That scared me too. Was she so certain I was coming nyumbani no matter what? Echo paused for a couple moments, trying to regain her breath. She looked at me. "You... aren't leaving, are you?" I looked at Asteria, and sighed.

"No," I alisema firmly. Asteria's eyes saddened a little bit.

"Please?" she whispered. My moyo ached at her sadness. I was stuck between her, and my life here. But...

"All I need is your support",she said.My stomach went into knots.Reluctantly I took her hand.Boney fingers stabbed into mine.The room began to spin and purple fog rolled into the room through the floor boards.Then,it was done.Let me start from the beginning.I'm Caroline LeBeau.My father used to own half of New Orleans.That is,before his "tragic" death.Before he took his last breath he alisema to me and my twin sister,Madeline,"My millions will be divided between wewe two."It has been four years since then and me and Madeline have went our seperate ways.Here's our story.
"Come on,hon,you can't stay...

The inayofuata day, I had no choice but to go to school. My Marafiki looked at me with concerned looks, but I tried to ignore that. We all stood around in front of the school, waiting to be let in before the first bell.

"How wewe doing?" Chasity asked. I shrugged.

"Did wewe hear?" Axel said, his eyes wide with interest.

"Hear what," Liberty said.

"The kids they took in weren't the real shooters. They had their alibis. And no one ever really saw the shooters; they were disguised au something. So that means---"

"The real shooters are still here," jogoo finished. Everyone shifted uncomfortably.

"Well why...

“Oni! Did wewe already pack some shampoo, conditioner and all of that crap? wewe know that hotel hygiene products suck!” shouted June through my bathroom door.

“June chill, Let me finish taking my waz.” I rolled my eyes. No use she couldn’t see it.

I walked out of the bathroom sat on the edge of my kitanda looked up at June and alisema “Don’t wewe ever go home? I bet that Andrew misses wewe dearly.” I smiled at her. Now it was her turn to roll her eyes.

June sat inayofuata to me. She put her head into her hands. I wasn't expecting that, I pat her back.

"June what's wrong?" I asked concerned while...

I was sitting. Doodling on a notepad with a purple pen and sitting on my inayopendelewa green beanbag chair.

“Oni, Oni!”(Oh-nee) Yelled my eldest sister June as she jogged into my room oh so gracefully. I sat upright, noticing that I was slouching again.

'Sit up straight au you’re gonna get a crooked spine and spend the rest of you’re life in a wheelchair.' I mocked my Mom’s frequent nags. She’s a Chiropractor, wewe know how they are.

“What is it my Lovely sister dear?” I asked June snidely while rolling my eyes.

You see, I haven’t been in the best mood these past few months. I...

I got to the motel around ten that night. I paid forty dollars for two nights. I figured I could find an apartment kwa then. At least I hoped I could.
    I now sat on the side of a bank over looking a river. Lucy sat beside of me, getting all the latest drama from my life. She was almost like my therapist. I knew I was supposed to be hers, but it wasn‘t the best arrangement.
    “Love sucks, Lucy,” I alisema while rubbing my eyes. I had just told her about what happened between Alexander and me.
    “I used to think that, too....

I awoke around ten that morning. I looked beside of me Alexander sat looking at me. A hint of a smile was on his face.
    “Good morning,” he said, handing me a cup of coffee.
    “Thanks,” I alisema taking a sip. It was just the way I like it, black.
    “You may want to get dressed,” Alexander said, eyeing my stomach. I pulled up the sheet.
    “Why? Clothes are so restricting,” I said. There was no point in getting dressed. I needed to avoid Grey as long as possible. She would be pissed.
    “I...

It felt like I had been submerged under water. I was suffocating.
    “How could wewe leave her?” I managed to get the swali out of my mouth.
    “Genette didn’t tell me she was pregnant. I didn’t even know about Lucy until she was five. kwa then I figured it was too late,” Alexander alisema a look of pain was in his face.
    “It’s never too late, Alexander,” I said, angered kwa the fact he would just give that magnificent child up.
    “It was at the time. I didn’t know where she was, and the...

    Grey pulled away from the house. I sat inside on the couch. Our house had deep brown walls, and light brown hard-wood floors. There were knick-knacks everywhere. Pictures of Grey’s family hung on the walls. None of mine, though, I prefer to keep mine in my suitcase.
    It may seem odd, but I keep all my belongings in my suitcase. I’m afraid if I unpack something bad will happen.
    The brown kitanda I sat on, and musty smell of the house grew old on me. I walked outside to the front porch. It was one of the nice, white, wrap-around...

George Clark looked at his newborn son Lucas. Devestated at the death of his wife, he wonders why she couldn't stop her alcoholic addiction, especially for her own child. After they found out she was pregnant, George encouraged her to go to theorpy, have interventions, au anything to stop her addiction. Nothing would help. Even knowning that she had a son on the way, she still drank. George refused to raise Luke all kwa himself. He felt like he wouldn't be a good enough single father to raise him. He tried for a month, but took Luke to an orphanage, hoping that his son would be adopted and have...

As they were drawing close to Howl, I got jealous and defensive all of a sudden. "Hey! He's not used to so many people around him, so back off!" One of the girls looked at me and said,"Take a chill pill,k'? We just like him." Debbie flashed her evil green eyes at me and said,"Yeah Lilith. Maybe he would like to see a real woman for once instead of a little pathetic nobody like you." Something inside of me just burst into flames. She's kept going and going, calling me trashy because of how my tank juu was inaonyesha my naval. I gave her a cold hard stare and said,"You're jealous because I have...

Early in the afternoon. All of my sisters and her Marafiki are so excited about this trip to an actual wild forested area in Africa. I'm kinda on the fence about it, and I'm trying to start my own pool to see if my sister and her Marafiki will spaz out before they set foot on real jungle grass. He he. It's going to be so hilarious watching these spoiled rich brats take a look at a place without electricity, room-service, houses, pluming, and money usage. It's a high-heel free zone, and they're still wearing those screaming sequined death traps that their so-called "natural born perfected" feet...