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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...

Chapter One of 'Bloody Arrow'

posted by Dhampires

I was back at the covent and in Mai's office waiting for her to give me my pay."Like always wewe gets the job done in no time.I'll have to start giving wewe a raise my dear.After all I can't afford to lose wewe can a I?"She prasied me as she went into her salama retrieving a small sack of dhahabu coins.I smiled and alisema "No need to rasie my pay,I make enough and I'll never leave so long as wewe keep feeding me information like wewe promised." she sighed and turned with the dhahabu and a package of papers "Of course that's the purpose on why your here." I eyed the papers then shifted my gaze toward her."Yes...

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Spell me a Melodey

posted by Blazefan4life

I wrote this poem after I had a dream. A dream that I had powers. Fire, Water, Trees, Gravity, and Love. All of these... I controled.

Spell Me a Melodey, Flames and Fire,

wewe are the one, I'll always admire.

Spell Me a Melodey, Water and Waves,

First comes sacerfice, then comes save.

Spell Me a Melodey, Plants and Trees,

Help me out, set me free.

Spell Me a Melodey, Gravity Float,

The Moon is why, we rock the boat.

Spell Me a Melodey, upendo is Power,

Our upendo will bloom, like a flower.

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My Beloved puppy

posted by PotterLambert93

His name was Charlie Brown. We first got him in the fall of 1999. He was cute cocker spaniel with the color of brown and had dark eyes. For 13 years, he was a part of our family. We played with him, took him for walks, gave all the upendo we had and so much more. He was also a ruff dog as well. Whenever people would come over he would bark at them, thinking that he was trying to protect us from danger. He would also bark at other people's mbwa when we took him for walks and, he was very capable of biting badly. Despite all of that, we still loved him, and he loved us.

Around a few years ago, he...

What I wish I was?What I am not ?Who will I be?part 1

posted by Lismine

If wewe like this check out zaidi of my stuff.

"Hello my name is jimmy, hunitumia P. Love,"she alisema slowly while looking to the ground."Hello Jasmine," alisema the other people looking at her.Jasmine stops to look at everyone as if she was going to scream and hide.She takes three deep breathes.And says," I am her because when I was four years old I saw my mother and father die kwa a crazed man.His face still haunts me in my sleep that's why I don't sleep no more.I spent my whole childhood in an ophanadge with no Marafiki nor no enemies because no one noticed me.Not even my family who know about me and didn't...

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The Girl & The Demon Part 1

posted by PrincessHotEmo

Introduction
I was kidnapped kwa a horrible demon.It kill everyone I knew so no one would try to rescue my me.It rapes me everytime it can.Its busy killing people that songesha in the house im in the basement..
well under the basement theres a cave.I'm not goingto joke the demon is pretty hot but still.He brings me little chakula to keep me "fit".He loves me he says,but he lies.I lie awake thinking of how to escape.I'm scared let proud at myself for no reason.My Life is hell most of the time.When your life is terrible wewe never think your good wewe think your worthless.You feel fake,never like a real person.

The Demon

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Magic is Behind Every Corner. Pt 2.

posted by torixyz

So Analisa and I walked slowly through her village. I looked around as we walked and everyone looked very happy and cheerful. I was very confused. "Shouldn't they be sad?" I asked. "NOT happy-go-lucky?" Analisa chuckled and replied. " There is no need to be sad. For we have food, shelter, and each other." I felt very bad. Just a few hours zamani I had yelled at my mom for getting mad at me and ran outside. I started to cry again. I sat in the zumaridi, zamaradi green grass,we had walked into a field,
Analisa asked "What is wrong?" I replied "I want to go home" Analisa alisema "That would be easier if I knew where wewe lived. Anyways, we need wewe here. wewe cannot leave. I'm very sorry." That didn't help me at all. I layed down on the soft nyasi and cryed my eyes out.

The Stolen ~ Chapter 3

posted by Kimi4312

Chapter 3: Here It Goes Again.
Roxana woke up one night to hear a loud howl outside her window, she slided herself out of kitanda with her covers wrapped around her, she walked toward the window and saw a somewhat a large white mbwa mwitu outside, watching her then it turned its head to hear other Mbwa mwitu loups howling, the white mbwa mwitu runs off to follow the howl, Roxana felt like she knew that mbwa mwitu for a long time, Roxana walked back to her kitanda and lies down, but she couldn't sleep, she kept tossing and turning but she couldn't sleep, she sat up, grab her wallet and pull out a picha of a beautiful, pale-skinned,...

The Stolen ~ Chapter 1

posted by Kimi4312

Chapter 1: Don't Change Me.
A young and beautiful succubus named Roxana opened her green eyes as she sees the sun flooded her dark room with lights from her windows, she sat up in her twin bed, the mattress was tan and her covers were chokoleti brown color, she pulled herself out of the kitanda and throws on her black tank top, then she slipped on her jeans on her long and beautiful legs, Roxana then walked in her bathroom and brushed her long red hair slowly as she stares at herself in the mirrior, she put her brush on the sink and walked outside, as she walks, she turns around as she feels like...

Metting: a shinigami story.

posted by animefangirlz

I was 13 when i had my first love.not my first boyfriend but someone i actually loved.

My name is Elisabeth Maddison,but everyone calls me "shinigami" it means " god of death",for my 13th birthday my older cousin Geettto took me to his gig.He plays lead guitar, gitaa and vocals for their band. He kept telling me how much they kick butt and all the battle of the bands they won. I just kept walking in the rain as it poured down flooding the sky. We got to the place,it was an old former shed for shipping trucks. The small factory behind it turned into a muziki store.They give local...

The Sinners' Saint (a short story and contest entry)

posted by Aisuanime

Zoeiz took a subtle relaxed deep breathe. And held it just for a moment.

Christ, kwa highest heaven adored…

The cold blistering air nipped at her exposed cheeks and the tip of her petite nose. A perfect atmosphere for the winters most important day, Christmas.

It was only 7:55 in the morning. Children throughout the modest town would be up kwa now, pouncing on their drowsy parents, eagerly anticipating on opening the wrapped gifts and stuffed bags.

She breathed out, the vaporous air revealing her breath.

Christ, the everlasting Lord…

Naturally, fresh flakes of snow began to fall from the...

My Dream2

posted by coriann

The house lights were on bright. It was a lonely brick house, brownish cream and had a red galvenise roof. there was a square arch around the front door. It was big and had a light and a bench on the side. I walked up the one step to the open door. The boy had already run inside. Contrary to the arch, the inside of the house was black and dim and full of decor and dim lights. I should have noticed from looking at the glass louvers.
I saw a Muslim lady in machungwa, chungwa on the phone. She was fair (light brown) and thick. The machungwa, chungwa sari was high up over her knees. "Mam, Mam"
She was laughing, but she...

A Little Too Curious (part 13)

posted by noahnstar1616

-The inayofuata Day-
I peeked from behind the left corner of the school and saw Cameron carrying Mercury's book towards the school entrance. Perfect. I turned to Zoey and Francine, who were right behind me. "I'm ready. How do I look ?" I had on the outfit Francine picked out for me and the makeup Zoey put on me yesterday. My hair was in a french braid, courtesy of Zoey's mom.

"Beautiful", alisema Francine.

"I'm jealous", alisema Zoey.

"Thanks." I turned back to look at Cameron, who had probably forgot something because he was walking back to his car. "Wish me luck." I rushed towards Cameron. "Hey."

"Hey." He...

Perfectly Crooked - Chapter 1

posted by GummyBears_11

As screwed up as my life was, I always found joy in singing. I sang everyday, no matter what happened. imba helped me remember a better time. A time when 'he' wasn't around. A time when my mother WAS around. A time when I wasn't alone.

Chapter 1- Ring Around The Rosies

I jerked awake. I was covered in cold sweat, and I still had flashbacks of the nightmare stuck in my head.

"No! Mother, please, don't go!"

There was no use in falling asleep again. It was already 6:40, and soon enough, my stepfather would barge in my room, yelling at me to get up, calling me names, threatening to beat me....

Life...

posted by Dhampires

Hate.Disappointment.Regret.They all make up some of the worst thing in our lives...then why can't we just give it up?Give it up and just throw all our problems away?The answer is simple because this,this is reality not a fairytale au some fiction story,where the writer can just have their way over their characters like puppets.No.Not at all in reality does one have their way to control their life au the lies that people tell them.There's no stopping your troubles in life au changing the regret you've made in the past ...it's life.

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Death Targets ch.3

posted by problematic124

****Please don't copy***
Chapter 3
The case of the brownie
That feeling from earlier today hadn't gone away, in fact it intensified. I was still spooked kwa the time I got to school.
"You okay Kyle"Fable asked as I jumped at the slightest sounds.
"Yeah just a little...jumpy"
Before Fable could ask why Mr.Derelo came in and started the class.
"Okay guys pick partners, today were going to undergo the experience of an illusion. Were going to make this classroom look like something out of the 1950's, and it's going to be a house haunted kwa a ghost"
"In your groups your going to write a ripoti about the...

20 things guys should know about girls (will update as I think of more)

posted by angeladdie270

1) Girls (at the age of 15 au so) think about sex just as much as guys do... The only catch is some of us think about it for the emotional parts, and some of us like it for the physical parts. You'd be surprised who is in which group.

2)If wewe like us, tell us. Do not be worried about what we'll think, because we are flattered no matter if we like wewe au not.

3) Most of the time girls are 99% sure when a guy likes us. The only way to be 100% sure is if wewe tell us.

4) For some strange reason I've always found myself to become attracted to guys that like me. (Unless they're super creepy and stalk...

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What To Do When wewe Get Writer's Block-Full Guide

posted by Okuni

Hi mashabiki of Writing! I bet we all experienced Writer's Block before, heck, all writers must have. It's frustrating isn't it? So I devised 5 steps to get rid of it and get rid of it fast. If it doesn't work, devise your own plan, but here's mine.
P.S. If wewe don't know what Writer's Block is au if wewe haven't experienced it yet, I'm not giving an explanation so find out what it's like first!

Step 1: Don't Panic
-Panicking au fussing over your running out of inspiration will just make things worse and definitly lead straight to mind blank mode. So just relax and do something else other than writing....

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Hunted

posted by jaloc

Hi. My name is jimmy, hunitumia and Im 14 and write at bila mpangilio sometimes and this is one time. Ill start uandishi whenever about whatever from some spot;) maoni if u like it au MSG me:) here it goes;)
The forest was growing dark and visciously cold. The wanyama were going quiet, as if they knew danger was coming. I could barely hear the river flowing in the distance and the lapping of the damt trying to stop its flow. My breathing became ragged; my blood was pounding in my ears. I have to songesha au He would come destroy me. I began to run no matter how much burning pain was in my chest. The crunching of...

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Swing, Batter, Batter, swing

posted by disneyworld007

Swing, Batter, Batter, Swing!
Putting my weight on my right foot, the foot closest to the catcher. Leaning back re-gripping my bat. I watched as that black haired pitcher powered up her pitch, rocking back and forth on her heals, taking in her glove, glovu now to her side and starting the wind-up. 'This is it,' I thought to myself, now taking the best grip on my bat, 2 balls and 2 strikes have passed kwa this plate and I am not letting this pitcher strike me out, au walk me! I got ready the ball was realeased, and I heard the 'ump' say "Ball Outside".
I stepped out of the batters box, and took a couple...