Everyone has something about themselves that make them unique, one of a kind. They have something about them that no one else has the same. To take that uniqueness is to steal the identity of those who were one of a kind.

My character, Dmitry Vladimir, is a vampire. Not an original, sparkly au normal vampire, but something more.
Katekicksass's character, Kate, has moments that when she gets mad, she blacks out and harms anyone who angers her.
Xander-Kriechen's character, Xander, has an very explosive attitude, most of which shows through his hair.
Lenzetta-Lovett's character, Lenzetta, she's...

As I finally opened my eyes I looked around once more. The nurse was gone as well as the padded room. My breathing was heavy and I felt as though I was about to get sick. I was in a hallway…A long, dark, crimson tinted hallway. Patients of all ages roamed the corridors, groaning in pain and crying out to the shadows on the walls for redemption. The faded pictures on the ukuta seemed to watch me as I began to walk slowly down the hall. Around every turn I could feel the eyes of miserable children burning into my flesh.

    “Times will get better wewe dimwits!” a little...

Still Lenzetta’s POV
    I appeared at the familiar house that I had previously been to. The house that was causing my madness.
Wouldn’t wewe think that after wewe killing their son, these people would have moved to a place less harmful? It makes sense, does it not?
    “That would make sense,” I told myself. At that realization I was beginning to doubt whether my plans would work au not. I continued to the front lawn and glanced over the house to see if I could spot any sign of movement within the windows, au any lit candles to indicate light.
I guess...

Lenzetta’s POV:

    The majestic doors of the Manor flew open with such force, that it seemed nearly impossible that they still remained on their hinges. I had been running, and was literally out of breath as small sobs escaped me. Why I ran? I had no clue. I mean, why didn’t I just apparate back here? I had my wand with me!
Stupid girl
    That voice inside my head was right. I am a stupid girl and will always be one. Tearing myself away from that thought, I noticed that the Manor was completely dark. I couldn’t even see my pale hand as I held it...

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I didn't write this, I just thought it was really funny.


1. "What did I ever do to y..oh, nevermind."

2. "Oh, ha ha, wewe got me!! Am I on Punk'd? Where's the camera guy, huh? Where!?"

3. "Wow, you're even dumber than wewe look, and that's saying something. What kind of idiot tells their victim what they're about to do?! I'm ready for wewe now!!" *Prepare yourself kwa getting into various Matrix positions, beckon him with one finger*

4. "And she's all 'F.Y.I., he's so into me and not you.' and I'm all 'Yeah, right, whatever.' Oh, I'm sorry! Did wewe say something?"

5. "Why do you...

hujambo people :) This is just a little song based fanfic that I wrote when I was bored and listening to the "Wicked" soundtrack. Hope wewe enjoy!


“TOM!!!!” Young Bellatrix Black screams, her eyes wide with tears welding up inside them. She does the first thing she thinks of, she runs to her mother’s spell book. Her upendo is in grave danger and she had to save him. She flips through the pages vigorously until she comes to a page that she hoped would help. Whipping out her wand from her pocket she began to sing the spell on the worn pages below her view.
    “Eleka nahmen...

The story of one of the Inferi that guarded Voldemort's locket horcrux in the cave. Yes, I took a few creative liberties, but I hope wewe guys like it. It's kind of long, but please tell me what wewe think. It's darker and zaidi serious than most of the things I've written so far.


The last thing I remember from my awali life is Lord Voldemort, the words “Avada Kedavra”, and then a flash of green light. Then blackness.

Everything was black, there was nothing, I was just sinking in darkness, I don’t know how long, until suddenly, I was back, and Lord Voldemort was still there, pointing a...

When that business was finished her wrist was throbbing from her flesh as terrible pain shot up her left arm. She went back downstairs to see Severus pacing alone in the gathering room. He looked to see Lenzetta and slightly smiled.
    “Hurts like hell don’t it? The mark I mean,” he alisema as she entered.
    “Yes…it burns actually…is that normal?” Lenzetta questioned. Snape nodded his head in reply to her question.
    “You’ll find Bellatrix down the hall, first door on your right,” he alisema as he pointed down a corridor....

The last week au so I have spent at a *shudder* MUGGLE ski resort. I was accompanied kwa several accomplices who shall remain nameless, just in case this ripoti falls into the wrong hands. (Such as the foolish ministry’s). Upon arriving at the ski resort, the stupid muggle behind the dawati was no match for our evilness. One Imperio and he upgraded our rooms to suites and handed us the contents of the cash register, which adds an impressive amount to our funds, kwa the way, Master. (That, AND robbing the gift shop! *See later paragraphs*)

The inayofuata morning, we were ready for the fun to begin. Not...

Hullo, my name's Alexia Lyneth. Call me whatever nickname wewe wish, I don't mind much. Now, this interview is mandatory, oui? *Rolls eyes* Fine, let's just get this over with. The less time we spend on this, the zaidi time we can spend fighting for the Dark Lord.
As I alisema up top, my name's Alexia. My mother named me that, named after some important person in the ministry, I think? I don't remember, nor do I care.
Anyway, I'm 18, and just ran away from Hogwarts to jiunge the death eaters. But that doesn't matter, it's not like I'm not officially an adult au anything...
Why did I join? Simple, my...

The walls are illuminated kwa one small candle. Xander lies on his back staring at the ceiling above him. The shadows of both him and his novel crazed companion Josh dance upon the walls. The room is silent for a moment until Xander sighs heavily and turns to his side.

    “What’s wrong, Xan?” Josh questions, only glancing away from his book for a mgawanyiko, baidisha moment.

    “She knows, Josh,” Xander replied pointedly.

Josh groaned in annoyance and practically threw his book aside.

    “Look, wewe really need to elaborate on what you...

    The sun bleeds across the horizon. He strokes her back gently as the first glimpse of light becomes present in the sky. When the sun shows its full bloom, she turns to him. Her deep eyes gazing into his own, a smile etched on her face.

Listen to the wind blow
Watch the sun rise…
    
“I upendo you, Roddy.”

    He knows it isn’t true, but Bellatrix black was a fantastic actress. Yes, Rodolphus knows it’s not true, the upendo is fake. It’s only a lust for power. But does he protest? No. He accepts it. He feels that he must find...

The Black Lake holds a misty fog as young Severus Snape stands at the edge of the murky water. Twenty dakika he had been standing there. Twenty dakika he had been waiting. It had been too long and the night brought a freezing air. Why had he even expected her to come? It was stupid, she wouldn’t come to accept his apology…Not after how badly he had spoken about her blood. She was probably curled up kwa the moto in the Gryffindore common room with her new love.
    “Damn it, James,” Snape muttered aloud to himself.
    Snape hated James Potter with...

Lenzetta’s POV

    “No!” the child screamed as he backed against the wall, holding a kisu with a shaky hand. I laughed at him as tears trickled down his cheeks and dropped to the floor. “Please, I won’t mention wewe were here-”
    “Liar,” I alisema in a low tone as I advanced towards the small boy. I could here his mother sobbing from the other room and his father screaming cuss words at the juu of his lungs. I had to tie them to a chair if my one man raid were able to work. I looked at the boy closely. Tears poured from his eyes, his nose...

My name is Alexander Kriechen, but wewe may call me Xander. I grew up in the city of Aachen Germany with my mother, father, and two brothers Gregory and Jeremiah. I will admit, I’m a half-blood for my mother is a witch and my father a muggle. I guess wewe can say it took me a while to notice, but when I was about 4 ears old I began to notice my mother’s “powers” as I used to call them. My father was never fond of her being a witch, he didn’t find it at all normal and hoped and prayed that I would not possess the same qualities. My brothers didn’t turn out to be magic so when my “powers”...

"Mother! Let's go! We need to go to Diagon Ally!", Draco rushed his mom. "Alright! Alright! Don't rush! There will be plenty of things left to buy", Narcissa snapped at her son. They soon headed off for Diagon Ally. Draco read the letter.

Dear My.Malfoy
We are pleased to inform wewe that wewe have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and
Wizardry. Please find enclosed a orodha of all
necessary vitabu and equipment. Term begins on September 1. We await your owl kwa no later than July 31.
Yours Sincerely,
Minerva McMGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft And Wizardry
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