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Maysilee Maysilee Ch. 1&2

posted by Me_Iz_Here

(Not a very creative name, I know)

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I sat on the bed. Doing nothing. Nothing. Nothing. I looked at the clock. Friday, five-fifty-eight PM. Five-fifty-nine. Waiting. Waiting. moyo pounding. Counting seconds. Every week. Every week, SHE came. SHE would try to kill me. Then I would scream for help and they would come. Then I would get a lecture that nothing was there, possibly some treatment au whatever. Then inayofuata Friday at six, it would happen again.
Forty-five seconds. I glanced at the book. I brought it with me. That way, no one else would read it. It was old and leather-bound, and had pictures...

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How to Write an Effective Essay

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Ode To Distance

posted by Vixie79

In a world of his
she unloads his gun

She and he waits for this
he releases his love

In blue and green orbs
she gives him zaidi and more

A million miles away
A million years girl

In a black woven chest
he digs his nails deep

She trusts in him for what he does
live in a house in the suburbs

He kisses the pain with blood and light
sleeping it off in the morning

A million miles away
A million years girl

In her world of his
she unloads his gun

In a world of his
she covers the sun

A million miles away
A million years
A million years girl

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kwa Myself

posted by EmoKidSteven

Well wewe see
I'm not myself anymore
Well wewe can see
What I've done
Blinded myself
Lost my direction
In this times
That are getting cold
In this moment
To behold
And shine

Here's a poem
For all the loved ones
Here's a grave
For all the dead
Here's the oxygen
For all the living
Here's a tissue
For tears that are shed
I'm Lost now
I'm here now
I'm Lost here
kwa Myself
I'm gone now
I'm Lost again
I'm lost
kwa myself

Well take your houses
Take your money
Take the things wewe don't need
Live the life
You've always wanted
And then burn the memories
Take the good times and the bad
Take the happy maybe the sad
And turn, turn yourself around
I'm Lost in my own fairytale
Where I'm the winner
All over again
in my daydreams I've Lost all hope
All ambition
Looking and losing an only friend

I'm Lost now
I'm here now
I'm Lost here
kwa Myself
I'm gone now
I'm Lost again
I'm lost
kwa myself

I'm lost
I'm here
I'm Lost here
kwa myself

I'm Lost now
I'm here now
I'm Lost here
kwa myself

kwa myself

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love+friends=HELP!

posted by twilight-rocks9

plz tell me if u like it au if i should write more.

And his hair I upendo it!” my best friend Selene said. I make a gagging sound. “Oh shut up Gabs you’re going to be like this your boyfriend and I’m going to suffer.” she said. “You want to suffer then let me replay what wewe sound like.” I did a horrible impression of her. “Oh no I have to go bye gabby.” she said. When she got up she kicked sand on my arm. “Bye Lena” I alisema a little too late. I looked at the suns refection on the clear blue ocean. I got up to go swimming when someone put their hands over my eyes and said...

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Look and see

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Source: I made it.

A Formula For uandishi A Great Story kwa Dr. Ken Atchity

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A Formula For uandishi A Great Story kwa Dr. Ken Atchity via FilmCourage.com.

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Steampunk

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Steampunk

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posted by flabaloobalah

CHAPTER ONE: "CARTER"

There’s one silent sensation of falling really fast and really hard. Then it’s over. Just like that. Somewhere off in the distance, a girl screams. Maybe she’s inayofuata to me and my damaged ears are playing tricks on me. au maybe she really is far away from here, wherever that is.
A flame billowing over a folded up car flicks its vile tongue. The moto reflects in the pools of blood and the bodies. Five bodies, and myself, still alive. Sirens wail and rescue teams and news vans swarm the scene. I moan and grip my chest, waiting for someone to notice...

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True upendo Revealed

posted by Triscia95

“Caroline I’ve tried everything to prove my self time after time that I upendo you, that I would do anything for you, I’d never let anyone hurt you.” Klaus paused as Caroline stood in the door looking down at the hardwood floor tears rolling down her eyes. “That I would die for you.” He finished. Klaus took one step towards Caroline but as he did she took two steps away.

Klaus’s grieved face turned sour, wamekula and full of anger. Nothing he did au alisema made her realize that if she asked anything he would do it with out a sekunde thought. She shook her head and raced out the door.

He wasn’t...

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Angels and Demons

posted by Insight357

An Angel
A Demon
A battle
Raging in
The night sky

Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind

The Angel knelt down
On the cold winters ground
Spoke a soft prayer
Looked into the empty night air
Saw an image of himself

Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind

The demon summoned all his courage
And broke through the cage
He found no reason
He drew back his army
And walked to the Angel in harmony
With a fanged smile
From the demon
A wicked gleam
From the angel
They made their truths

Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind

No battle
No challenge
Peace
Amongst two forces
Now bonded
Inseparable

A boy who loves spots

posted by Nesrino

Once upon a time, there was a 15 mwaka old boy named Will who loved sports as if they were his whole life. From the beginning of his first siku at school, Will tried out for the soccer team and they were amazed how talented this boy was at sports at such a young age. When Will became 12 years of age, he had won the scool over 20 awards for each soccer, mpira wa kikapu and tennis competition they entered. He has also become very fit and well-built from all his exercising and sports, and seems to think that being fit was one of the most important things a person should accomplish in life. Will has always...

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Why i need wewe

posted by mars15

I need you
from the first moment i saw you
I need you
because you're the air i breathe
I need you
because you're the water i drink
I need you
because just the thought of seeing wewe makes me want to get out of bed
I need you
because wewe can with just one smile make my whole world starts to turning again
I need you
because wewe make me wake up from my the most horrible nightmare without fear
I need you
because wewe can give me hope when i don't have one
I need you
because even if I'm at the bottom,you're always there to help me stand up
I need you
because in this cruel world wewe keep me alive
I need you
because i know that you'll never give up from me
I need you
because when no one believed in me wewe were there to stand up for me
I need you
because you're everything for me
But the most important thing why i need wewe is
because I'll always upendo you!

This was in my head so i just thought to write it

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Power cuts!!

posted by nimone

Let's be honest we have all at least once in our lives experienced the misfortune that is the power cut.

The power cut it'self may not be as intolerable depending on the circumstance. If wewe live in a place where it is sunny and there is a lot to do outside then wewe don't have much to worry about.
I for one do live in this kind of climate usually. This however was not the case yesterday!

Not only was it the only siku of the week where everything is closed as it was a Sunday, oh no it was also pouring down raining!

I was forced indoors with nothing to do and it was really dark inside due to the...

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Your life

posted by irena83

Life,
priceless and important,
gives wewe the roads
and leaves wewe choices
of which your luck depends on.

This is your life
and wewe live it
wrapped kwa sadness
au happiness.
Who cares?

This is your life,
invisible for others.

wewe pick the road
and pray that the choice
is right,
but life loves wewe not,
that's wewe who upendo
the joy of life.

Life,
priceless and important,
gives wewe choices,
unpredictable events,
grays and hope,
and life is all yours.

But, the swali is
will wewe remain sane
even though your life
is cruel to your dreams,
will wewe remain sane
even when your life
is dying in your eyes.

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Grey house

posted by irena83

Chapter 5: News

Suddenly, she felt weird.
She went quickly at the bathroom
and laved herself.
She looked pale and was feeling sick.
She closed her eyes and tried to
take a deep breath.
Now she felt little better.
She took a phone and called a neighbor,
telling her that she must see a doctor
and someone should take care of Gwenny.
Joanna alisema that there were no reason
to be worried about and she would
look after baby.
Dana, thankful and scared the same time,
got dressed quickly and immediately
called a cab.
While she was waiting for a cab,
she was so confused and tense.
The cab came soon.
She barely could...

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Intreresting Openings Technique

posted by Choco7

their are six technique(originally theirs eight but i only know six)

technigue one:Start with a short,effective sentence(4-5 words max): Her hair shone gold.

technique two:Start with an interesting metaphor au simile: The mbwa mwitu was like a tornado,changing the lives of all who crossed his path.

technique three:Start with a literary device(ex.onomatopoeia,alliteration,etc):Gobbling Grandma and her grandchild was his plan all along.

technique four:Start with a prepositional phrase: ALong the spooky road to Grandma's house,Red skipped with an air of confidence.

technique five:Start with a riddle and...

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School Lunches (an assignment)

posted by sweetpea92

Everyday at lunch for all of high school so far I would stand in line and wait to get up to the front to tell the lunch lady that “I need a to-go tray please.” Then once I had gotten my tray, I would scan my lunch card and dash down the hallway to my inayopendelewa teacher’s room to jiunge “the lunch bunch” on everyday except Wednesday, and Friday. On those days the beginning of this routine is relatively the same, but instead of heading off to another meeting of the lunch bunch, I would take a detour at the maktaba to jiunge my Marafiki at our usual table, for either...

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The moto of a Memory

posted by Firewriter

There was once a boy
Who loved a girl
A very distant girl- haunted kwa her demons that no one else could see
The boy- lonely and afraid of pursuing his passions
The heat of the mid-July sun beating on their backs
On a little dirt road inayofuata to a vine-covered wall
That little boy handed the little girl a chokaa green envelope
Her name printed on that envelope in his fine pen writing

Their cheeks red and hearts pounding
The two continued their days apart
Both afraid their darkness will come over
And destroy what they tried to break
The siku to follow, that little broken girl
Smiling a real smile for the first...