Jamie and the crew made it to the playground where Ichigo had battled his first real hollow of his own choice. She smiled lightly at his memory of it as they huddled in the forested area. "Mom?" Jamie looked up from the slight rest against the mti she was taking. "Yes P.B.?" There was an awkward silence. "Why?" Jamie laughed. "Why not? For me there are only memories. One kwa one wewe will all go before me, leaving me behind. So why not. At least I'll have finally been able to do something worthwhile for you." Lips stormed, grabbed her up and shook her. Jamie took a deep breath and smelled the...

Voro stretched out on the extra large kitanda alongside a heavily comatosed P.B. Who had made it half way up in the elevator before becoming a problem that only a shot of vellum into the veins could cure. As for the front desk...it had taken a considerable sum of both money and threats to ensure not a word of him au his Marafiki got any further.Though if she kept on going she'd leave him no alternative but to pampu her body with an over dose of liquified cocaine and drop her out the window. Which may cause a few to babble, but even then who would care when the toxicology ripoti came out.Just another...

Why is it some of us seem to lose our steam au put too much in and get the story all confused. We start out all steady and calm and then when we go further in. It's like we stuck ourselves in a leaky mashua to go fishing and found ourselves in one hell of a storm and of course no fish. Just sucks and that is if wewe don't get sea-sick in the course of it all. Now I try to publish this and like hitting a ukuta it won't go through. Apparently, I'm not talkative enough so please bare with me.
Tell me what your think of my story good au bad, I know it gets crazy confusing I'm trying to sort it out....

Byakuya hide in the shadows near the school Jamie was attending, watching her. His hand flying across the sketch pad making details of her to study. He had been doing so since a few days zamani when she'd been admitted into the pricey school. From the turn of her head to the way she and her now short green hair stood up for the innocent when they were being shook down. Yet even after the incident the 3 would songesha smoothly into a friendship. No problem seemed to be out of reach for her, from small to large. His new set of orders were to get close to her, to befriend her....so....Byakuya's beeper...

Jamie felt the comfortable heat of the oven. The sweat poured out carrying with it the black stink of vile pasts that till recently had resided in both her girls. She smiled and allowed peace to overcome her.
Lips and Mira had parked the car in a side ditch covering it with branches before setting up booby traps and sight postings. "Mira how long do we have?" Lips asked as he climbed down from the tree. Mira took a sniff and paused stiffly. "Quietly songesha to the cabin, kibanda and grab mom and P.B. we songesha now." P.B. had just finished up making the tuna samaki sandwiches from the few staples that had been...