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posted by ilovehouse345
ok...that sounds nice
Jade wasn't sure if this was the right choice,she could always find some where to stay. I'm a girl ill never be homeless.. she thought. But still she went through with it and they walked to mrs.l's car."umm if wewe don't mind, do wewe think we could stop at my apartment? I need to get some things from there....if wewe don't mind of course." She asked
"No, I don't mind.where do wewe live?" She gave her the directions and about ten minuetes later they pulled into a dark alley,they stopped in front of a door in the side of a small building."this is where wewe live?" She asked
"Yeah..it...
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posted by TDIlover226
I watched from around the corner as the little puppy, so curious with it's ways, was snooping around seeing what was in this big old house. He sniffed around, ears drooping to the floor, sliding in a mwepesi, teleka path. That little puppy, I had just gotten from the pound, I still couldn't think of a name for the curious puppy. Just as I thought to leave, something about the pup caught my eye, he had stopped in his tracks, staring at something that I couldn't see. That was when I knew exsactly what he was staring at, my old cat. Sapphire was her name, she was a grumpy old cat, I wasn't sure what to...
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posted by QueridaPantufa
Prologue

It was as if the earth had moved. The sky was shaking, so that all there was left were falling stars. I forgot all there was around me, everything au everyone I had ever seen au heard about just didn’t matter anymore. I had found her. My true and only love. But just like a falling star, it went as fast as it came. And then all there was left was emptiness. A big hole left inside of me. I will never forget her, she saved my life in every way a person can be saved. So this story isn’t really about me. It’s about her, and all that she was. Because what does it really mean to be happy?...
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posted by FalliNgSparks
The girl I saw had a pure soul
Her eyes sparkled like a precious stone

Her moyo was much golden than her hair
her charming hair flew in the air

.......But I knew she had an aimless life

Every part of her body was filled with an innocent tear
But I made her comfy and told her dear,

nobody is useless.

As she heard this,
every part of her body went fearless.

In a hand I saw a pearl...
& that hand was of the blonde girl.
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posted by shenelopefan
Lo que nunca podrá ser

"Tu… entiendes mi silencio

Sólo tú… conoces mis secretos

Sólo tú… comprendes cada gesto

Sólo tú…"

Apareces tú, la Oreja de van Gogh

Me voy a morir. Arrastro mi cuerpo, adormecido por el dolor en los pasillos de este horrible hospital. La sangre brota de mi cuerpo mientras presiono la herida cerca de mi estómago, dándome fuerzas para seguir. Yo sé que no merezco lo que ocurrió, pero también sé que es completamente mi culpa. Dicen que cuando uno está agonizando, ve pasar su vida frente a sus ojos, que los mejores momentos son recordados. Eso me está ocurriendo...
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posted by ZekiYuro
The moyo has long been considered to be where feelings of upendo dwell.In upendo songs throughout the ages,love almost always goes together with the heart.The moyo has continuously been viewed as the place where upendo begins and develops.Even the Bible gives quote to upendo and the heart.

The role of the moyo in upendo must come from what happens to it when a person feels strongly attracted to someone.The strong feelings for the other person,especially in the early stages of a relationship,have the results that the moyo starts beating faster and breathing starts speeding up.

According to psychologists,a upendo relationship is a situation that involves a lot of stress and the body reacts to this kwa getting ready to face the unknown.This has veen called the 'fight au flight' reaction,meeting danger kwa fighting it au running away.So with love,the moyo accelerates and breathing becomes quick.
posted by para-scence
"Good mornin'," Micah alisema as he arrived at the park; our usual meeting place. I stopped the swing just in time before I nearly kicked him in the face. We laughed.

"Sorry," I giggled. "Hey." He smiled and took a kiti, kiti cha in the swing inayofuata to me. My cheeks flushed as I thought over yesterday. I just had to know. "Um, Micah? What'd wewe want to tell me yesterday? I mean, before I had to leave." He furrowed his eyebrows, then frowned.

"Huh? Oh... It was nothing."

"Ok," I nodded.

We soon Lost track of time, and were almost late for school. Since we couldn't take the long way, we had to take the faster way,...
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posted by r260897
now standing on last siku of mwaka
i look back and see smiles and tears
somedays it was new too
somedays our mailboxes were filled with greetings
greetings of arrival of 01/01/2011
siku kwa siku we got used to
night kwa night we got close
so many starts so many ends
so many left so many got friends
learnt so much taught so much
learnt to smile learnt to give
learnt to die learnt to live
with loads of hugs and kisses
bye bye 2011
inayofuata time we'll say
"damn our moyo still misses
THE 2011"
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.they wanted a longer makala :P
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posted by coolie
The palace was the equivalent of wonderland. The wind in the palace brushed the grand trees as if it were van Gogh painting a famous piece of art. The exotic inside of the palace was like a gigantic version of the Mona Lisa. When you’d sit in the king’s, comfortable, couches, you’d sink in the couches depth of fluffy pillows like an abandon sailboat sinking under water.
The king and Queen were once looking out of the balcony to view their beautiful ocean, when the ocean sliced through the rocks as if it were a sharp silver-bladed sword.
“Ohm ‘goshith ‘royallith ‘Charlessith,”...
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posted by EmzLovesCheryl
I saw a boy today
He was beautiful and tall,
He had dark straggly hair
And he was hunched over small.
He had gorgeous blue eyes
And a cute little grin,
A good taste in clothes
And honey coloured skin.

He glanced in my direction
That made me blush,
He winked from over the road
And I laughed in spite of myself.
He grinned zaidi widely
Quickly glanced around,
Shoved his phone in his pocket
And made his way towards.

Before I even knew it
He was saying 'hey',
I stammered a response
Not knowing what to say.
He didn't seem to mind
In fact his dimples raised,
He started talking smoothly
Asking for my name.

He told me he was...
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posted by tyranitarfan
“I think wewe should sleep more, madam,” Lavender Chris said.
Lavender was a fifteen mwaka old girl, with a cute freckly face, long black hair and blue eyes. Her twin, April, was sitting inayofuata to her. A neighbour, Carla Pleasant, was sitting in front of them. And between them stood a table.
“For how many hours do wewe sleep?” Lavender asked. “Around five,” Carla said. April sighed. “Lavender’s right,” she said, “You don’t sleep at all. wewe know, lack of sleep can lead to diabetes, blood pressure, depression and God knows what all problems! And wewe don’t sleep! That’s why...
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added by Andressa_Weld
9:30 A.M

An saa and a half later the kengele rang and we were released from class. "Wow, I feel so amazingly smart." Nick alisema coming up behind me as we exited the class room.

"Why's that?"

"Because I knew every question, either that au I totally flunked it thinking I did an amazing job." Nick wasn't the smartest student in the school but he passed his classes. "I'm sure wewe did fine." He didn't look convinced. I grabbed his hand and gave it a light squeeze. He smiled "Well I'm off to biology." And I was off to P.E. in the opposite direction.

He held my hand till we were to far apart that our arms...
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