A/N: Chapter 2 is here guys and thanks for your maoni on Chapter 1!! :)
Thanks!
Take Care & God Bless,
Anniewannie/Florannie
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Chapter 2: Angels Academy
I awoke with the sun shining down on my face from my roof window above my bed. I loved the sun because it nice and warm against my cold skin. My face would suddenly feel warm when my fingertips touch my cheeks and my violet eyes would shine brilliantly in sparkles of happiness. I smiled up at the sun and inhaled the sweet scent of the forest that came off my bedroom walls before I exhaled slowly and sat upright in my kitanda and looked around.
It was a new siku for me and the first siku of the school week. 'School ...' I thought, standing up and walking towards my closet. I opened it and took out my uniform before I stripped myself off and put it on. I overlooked myself quickly in the mirror and grabbed my schoolbag. I ran quickly down the stairs and was about to leave the house when my father called my name. "Flair!" He shouted, sounding lazy and knocked-out. I stopped in my tracks and slowly walked backwards to the lounge room. I saw him lying with his feet on the armrest and his head back against the couch. His hair, black as night, was shaggy and looked damp with sweat. "Yes father?" I asked, hesitant. "Have a good siku at school, eh?" I slightly smiled and nodded but just as I was going to walk out, my father continued. "Don't forget to do your chores and do the shopping too otherwise you're in for a beat. wewe got that, Flair?"
My father lifted his head from the juu of kitanda and stared at me with dark, fierce-looking violet eyes. Those were the eyes I have. I almost shuddered as I averted my eyes away from his before I nodded and walked out without another word. As I shut the front door behind me, I looked up at the velvet blue sky that were filled with clouds that formed pictures in the air. Somehow, the clouds make me think of my mother and the memories we had, though it was short. I walked down the front steps of the house and ran down the path to grab my schoolbike that lay inayofuata to the gate. As I pedalled down the path that led to Angels Academy, I was suddenly stopped kwa a five girls that instantly appeared before me out of thin air. I skidded to a stop and growled quietly to see the leader of the five, sneering down at me.
"Lorelei, get out of my way." I looked at the leader of the group. She had fiery-red hair that was tied up in a tight ponytail, red cherry eyes and pale skin that slightly glowed in the sun. She was one of Angel Academy's maarufu students, Lorelei Heights. "Are wewe going to make me?" Lorelei smirked. Lorelei gritted her teeth and was about to go around them when one of Lorelei's Marafiki stopped her with a finger and a shake of their heads. I was about to hop down from my bike when a voice froze me motionless on my bike. "Lorelei, let her go." It was a boy's voice that was right behind me. I slowly turned my head around and saw a boy who had thick, straight, white hair that brisked past his shoulder blades, skin as pale a snow and his eyes were piercing, sea-blue.
I almost felt feeble just as my eyes found his. Blood rushed into my cheeks as I quickly looked down to the ground before I looked to see Lorelei's reaction. She was blinking, astounded for a moment until she blushed the color of her hair and nodded. "Thank you," the boy said. I turned back to look at him and his eyes were fully on me. I widened and saw him smile. His smile almost took my breath away as my moyo raced. "You ... wewe go to Angels Academy, right?" He asked. I nodded. "I'm from Gothic Academy in case you're wondering." I smiled and nodded again, still shocked. "'Kay, bye!" The boy turned and walked up the path. I gulped and turned around before I rode down to Angels Academy with the boy's face stuck in my head.
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Thanks!
Take Care & God Bless,
Anniewannie/Florannie
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Chapter 2: Angels Academy
I awoke with the sun shining down on my face from my roof window above my bed. I loved the sun because it nice and warm against my cold skin. My face would suddenly feel warm when my fingertips touch my cheeks and my violet eyes would shine brilliantly in sparkles of happiness. I smiled up at the sun and inhaled the sweet scent of the forest that came off my bedroom walls before I exhaled slowly and sat upright in my kitanda and looked around.
It was a new siku for me and the first siku of the school week. 'School ...' I thought, standing up and walking towards my closet. I opened it and took out my uniform before I stripped myself off and put it on. I overlooked myself quickly in the mirror and grabbed my schoolbag. I ran quickly down the stairs and was about to leave the house when my father called my name. "Flair!" He shouted, sounding lazy and knocked-out. I stopped in my tracks and slowly walked backwards to the lounge room. I saw him lying with his feet on the armrest and his head back against the couch. His hair, black as night, was shaggy and looked damp with sweat. "Yes father?" I asked, hesitant. "Have a good siku at school, eh?" I slightly smiled and nodded but just as I was going to walk out, my father continued. "Don't forget to do your chores and do the shopping too otherwise you're in for a beat. wewe got that, Flair?"
My father lifted his head from the juu of kitanda and stared at me with dark, fierce-looking violet eyes. Those were the eyes I have. I almost shuddered as I averted my eyes away from his before I nodded and walked out without another word. As I shut the front door behind me, I looked up at the velvet blue sky that were filled with clouds that formed pictures in the air. Somehow, the clouds make me think of my mother and the memories we had, though it was short. I walked down the front steps of the house and ran down the path to grab my schoolbike that lay inayofuata to the gate. As I pedalled down the path that led to Angels Academy, I was suddenly stopped kwa a five girls that instantly appeared before me out of thin air. I skidded to a stop and growled quietly to see the leader of the five, sneering down at me.
"Lorelei, get out of my way." I looked at the leader of the group. She had fiery-red hair that was tied up in a tight ponytail, red cherry eyes and pale skin that slightly glowed in the sun. She was one of Angel Academy's maarufu students, Lorelei Heights. "Are wewe going to make me?" Lorelei smirked. Lorelei gritted her teeth and was about to go around them when one of Lorelei's Marafiki stopped her with a finger and a shake of their heads. I was about to hop down from my bike when a voice froze me motionless on my bike. "Lorelei, let her go." It was a boy's voice that was right behind me. I slowly turned my head around and saw a boy who had thick, straight, white hair that brisked past his shoulder blades, skin as pale a snow and his eyes were piercing, sea-blue.
I almost felt feeble just as my eyes found his. Blood rushed into my cheeks as I quickly looked down to the ground before I looked to see Lorelei's reaction. She was blinking, astounded for a moment until she blushed the color of her hair and nodded. "Thank you," the boy said. I turned back to look at him and his eyes were fully on me. I widened and saw him smile. His smile almost took my breath away as my moyo raced. "You ... wewe go to Angels Academy, right?" He asked. I nodded. "I'm from Gothic Academy in case you're wondering." I smiled and nodded again, still shocked. "'Kay, bye!" The boy turned and walked up the path. I gulped and turned around before I rode down to Angels Academy with the boy's face stuck in my head.
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Once Upon A Time..
There was a little girl who was happy...
Until she grew up...
The mirror..
Something that scares people..
The person looking back at them is someone they don't want to see...
"Hey I just met you, and this is crazy! But your fat, so slit your wrist maybe?"
Words that will forever run through my head...
The mirror is the place where truth is,
Until it gets out of hand
Thinking oneself is fat when really all they are, are bones..
People live there life kwa the number at there feet,
Praying it's not over 100 au even higher then 90
To be skinnier is the goal that people would even die for
That's all they want is to be skinny until there Bones show..
This becomes peoples life and making them self skinny...
It;s killing teens today..
There was a little girl who was happy...
Until she grew up...
The mirror..
Something that scares people..
The person looking back at them is someone they don't want to see...
"Hey I just met you, and this is crazy! But your fat, so slit your wrist maybe?"
Words that will forever run through my head...
The mirror is the place where truth is,
Until it gets out of hand
Thinking oneself is fat when really all they are, are bones..
People live there life kwa the number at there feet,
Praying it's not over 100 au even higher then 90
To be skinnier is the goal that people would even die for
That's all they want is to be skinny until there Bones show..
This becomes peoples life and making them self skinny...
It;s killing teens today..
This is a song I made up!
~wHISPERS~
Until the End of time,
Until the end of me,
You'll be the death of me,
I dare wewe to kuvuka, msalaba the line,
Because something curl waits for thee.
~Singing~
Broken inside
Feeling alive
Forced to defy
Who casts me aside
I'm waiting to be
Broken inside
Losing my mind
Gasping for life
Crashing through times
That drive me to find
The darkness behind
Will never run dry
But all still stand
~Chorus~
Deep down inside
I know that your the death of me,
And I dare wewe to kuvuka, msalaba that line.
Because deep down I know
That I'm broken
I'm broken
~singing again~
The thinning line between
wewe and my sanity
Is quickly fading
I'm slowly sinking
Into Insane world we called love.
Takes just a breeze to cause a storm
Takes just a breath to cause a scream
It takes me to cause a tragedy
And slowly fading away...
~Chorus canon~
Deep down inside
I know that your the death of me,
And I dare wewe to kuvuka, msalaba that line.
And deep down inside I'm fading because...
I'm Broken...
~wHISPERS~
Until the End of time,
Until the end of me,
You'll be the death of me,
I dare wewe to kuvuka, msalaba the line,
Because something curl waits for thee.
~Singing~
Broken inside
Feeling alive
Forced to defy
Who casts me aside
I'm waiting to be
Broken inside
Losing my mind
Gasping for life
Crashing through times
That drive me to find
The darkness behind
Will never run dry
But all still stand
~Chorus~
Deep down inside
I know that your the death of me,
And I dare wewe to kuvuka, msalaba that line.
Because deep down I know
That I'm broken
I'm broken
~singing again~
The thinning line between
wewe and my sanity
Is quickly fading
I'm slowly sinking
Into Insane world we called love.
Takes just a breeze to cause a storm
Takes just a breath to cause a scream
It takes me to cause a tragedy
And slowly fading away...
~Chorus canon~
Deep down inside
I know that your the death of me,
And I dare wewe to kuvuka, msalaba that line.
And deep down inside I'm fading because...
I'm Broken...
Name: Izzy Rae Frostinialiga (Frost)
Age: 15
Parents: unknown ( searching for them)
Description: shocking, amazing blue eyes, pale milky white skin and long flowing silvery hair
clothes: a strapless blue tank juu inaonyesha belly and really short jeans, blue heels
siblings: none that she knows of
Friends: The fairy gang and two girls that she later finds out are her. Cousins, Sasha and Dana
Place shee grew up: Alfea
Izzy squeled as Farogonda lifted her arms to exagerate the boom of the wingu in her story, "and then Izzy, the Winx gang took down Stormy and Darcey in a huge orb, witht the help of me and griffen, so wewe see that's how we beat the army of Decay!" Izzy smiled and curled up in bed, 6 years old and she was soooo interested in the ways of the witches, so exited for her freshmen mwaka in 11 years that her fingers tingled and for one moment it was perfect.
Then that moment ended
Age: 15
Parents: unknown ( searching for them)
Description: shocking, amazing blue eyes, pale milky white skin and long flowing silvery hair
clothes: a strapless blue tank juu inaonyesha belly and really short jeans, blue heels
siblings: none that she knows of
Friends: The fairy gang and two girls that she later finds out are her. Cousins, Sasha and Dana
Place shee grew up: Alfea
Izzy squeled as Farogonda lifted her arms to exagerate the boom of the wingu in her story, "and then Izzy, the Winx gang took down Stormy and Darcey in a huge orb, witht the help of me and griffen, so wewe see that's how we beat the army of Decay!" Izzy smiled and curled up in bed, 6 years old and she was soooo interested in the ways of the witches, so exited for her freshmen mwaka in 11 years that her fingers tingled and for one moment it was perfect.
Then that moment ended
The life I am living
seems so unreal,
feels like an
endless scary toil,
as I fight
my deep-rooted fears,
unable to hold back
my tears
I pray that
my mind adheres
and my moyo also hears
my pleas...
I fear
that my soul
is being hoodwinked
kwa my mind
…my mean mind
that is so unkind
It simply delights
in the agony
Though I don’t think
it’s so funny
making me dance
to its tunes
as if I was a bunny...
My dream seems now
like a nightmare
As I feel intense
but bare
Never knew
I had to prepare
…to stare
at dark, starless
nights
missing those
lovely fights
we had…at midnights
those highlights
of our love...
seems so unreal,
feels like an
endless scary toil,
as I fight
my deep-rooted fears,
unable to hold back
my tears
I pray that
my mind adheres
and my moyo also hears
my pleas...
I fear
that my soul
is being hoodwinked
kwa my mind
…my mean mind
that is so unkind
It simply delights
in the agony
Though I don’t think
it’s so funny
making me dance
to its tunes
as if I was a bunny...
My dream seems now
like a nightmare
As I feel intense
but bare
Never knew
I had to prepare
…to stare
at dark, starless
nights
missing those
lovely fights
we had…at midnights
those highlights
of our love...
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it kwa the hand
And it led me to hell
With mlozi eyes
Such startled eyes
It alisema it wouldn't hurt
So I sandalled down the desperate stairs
Slipping on ancient dirt
With coos and yelps
And triumphant smile
It ilitumwa me a letter
And here I am as sick as the dead
With no hope of getting better
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it kwa the hand
And it led me to hell...
I don't claim this poem as my own, but I will put up some of my poems I wrote l8er
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it kwa the hand
And it led me to hell
With mlozi eyes
Such startled eyes
It alisema it wouldn't hurt
So I sandalled down the desperate stairs
Slipping on ancient dirt
With coos and yelps
And triumphant smile
It ilitumwa me a letter
And here I am as sick as the dead
With no hope of getting better
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it kwa the hand
And it led me to hell...
I don't claim this poem as my own, but I will put up some of my poems I wrote l8er