I return nyumbani after the long walk to Curlie's. The hand gun at my side, I creep into the house and tafuta it to make sure Dad isn't inside. Seeing that he's gone I open my closet and set the gun in the empty walk - in. I wish Anneri would come home, there is a little voice inside my head telling me that she needs to come home. It scares me beyond belief, half of me tells me to go out to the fields and find her, I wish I had listened to that voice. I wish i had listened to it even zaidi when I hear my mom open the door and run into me and Anneri's room. Her hair a flurry her eyes wide she looks to me "did wewe get it?" I nod her voice is pierced kwa fear, that just scares me even more. "Good," She hugs me once zaidi and I hold her tightly, somthing a bout her tells me it might be our last. Then she hears the door slam and without warning she takes my head and kisses my forehead "I upendo wewe so much, don't let him hurt you." Then before I can reply she pushes me into the closet and locks it from the outside. I jiggle the handle roughly 'No don't do this please don't do this,' I keep thinking as I hear dad walking down the hall. I want to be out there with my mom, I want to protect her. But she won't let me, she wants to keep me safe. I pound on the door "Mom!" But there is no response. i listen to the hall, a glass shatters, somone bangs into the wall, another glass shatters. 3, then though zaidi banging, 4, 5, 6, god its never been zaidi then 5 when me and Anneri where hiding together. 7,8,9, Whats nine!?!?!? Hes never gone all the way up to 7 what happens at nine? then me moyo almost stops as i hear my bedroom door open and hit the ukuta roughly. I cant stand it, i know there no chance of Mom making it out now, i slam my hands over my ears so i dont have to hear her scream. And i jump as a gunshot goes off and tears roll out of my eyes. i slam my eyes closed imagning that i was free, maybe me and Anneri, running away, freedom at our hands, our pack of Mbwa mwitu loups at our side. But everyone has to wake up from there daydreams. Expessially me when the door opens loud enough to penatrate my barrior and horror streams though me when i take my hands off my ears. and the voice of my only friend screams terrified,
"Darka!" I could reaconize that voice in my sleep, it was my, little Anneri.
"Darka!" I could reaconize that voice in my sleep, it was my, little Anneri.
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...
Look threw,even the sea
Erin
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
