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posted by Adritha
NICK:

"Nick..." A brown haired girl alisema sadly wrapping her arms around me, hugging me. Her head came up to my chest. Her hair was a big Brown poofy mess as if she just woke up. "Nick..." she alisema again looking up at me with her hazel, bloodshot, eyes.
'she's been crying again' I thought to myself.
"W-why are wewe and mom wanting to move?" Tears were rolling down her cheeks for the fourth time today. She looked down at the floor hoping to hide the tears from me.
"Nicole, wewe know the reason for why I want to leave her. Mom even knows why. She doesn't want me to go through the same thing James...
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posted by Anudie
Just a extract from my story:
Merlin pored over his belongings, face vacant of expression. His face seemed to slide in and out of shadow, casting regrettable shadow over what he had needed to see clearly. The silent, cold and calculating stare that had so far Charmed his onlookers was empty of thought au any urgency at all, despite the situation he had gotten himself into. If it were not for the fact that the flickering grey eyes that stared moodily in their sockets, anybody could have mistaken him for a freshly deceased corpse.
"The Staff is.. the Staff.. where..'
The mouth that had smiled...
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posted by Honeymelon98
Gilbert body has been shaken repeatedly kwa me, but he still doesn't onyesha any sign that he still alive..My eyes was red and wet due to crying..

"Gilbert,.. please wake up.. don't leave me.. like this.."I weep

Flash back

I was busy uandishi song at my room and suddenly someone's hand snaked in my waist and hugged me tightly..
Because too suprised I accidentally strikes him with a vengeance..I thought it was France.. but when I looked, Gilbert, was lying stiffly on the floor.He was unconscious and not breathing at all.

End Of flashback
I continued to cry and cry..

"Stupid Gilbert..!! please wake up..!!...
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posted by AvaMarch
Away, I ran. Not caring about how cold it was au how bad my chest ached. All I knew was to run. To run fast and long. To get as far away as possilbe. My face and arms were getting sliced with passing branches but I didn't care. My legs carrying me further into the dark forest. My mind tried to process what had just happened, but I was still in shock. Both of my parents had just been murdered. And my father's last words were "Run, Lester, run." As any child, (I hope) I obeyed my father's last wishes, I ran. I didn't know if the murderers were after me au not. It didn't matter.
It was the middle...
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posted by AvaMarch
My name is Ace
    My name is Ace. My hair is red. My dad’s alive. My mom is dead. I’m never happy. Always sad. I cry a lot. Because I’m mad. I’m mad at her. I’m mad at him. I’d wish they’d see, how he’s been. They don’t know, how life’s at home. For me, it’s bad, police should come. Come and see, it’s just not right. My dad hits with all his might. It hurts real bad. Sometimes I wish, that it’s all gone. But then he hits. Then it’s time, that he arrives. He walks in over to our knives. He grabs those knives and looks at me, Tonight my Daddy murdered...
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posted by shannon9396
Full of magic, tinkling laugh
she jumps from maua, ua to soft green grass.

Stretches arms, flutters wings
she looks around and sees new things.

Pushes off, finds joy in flight
she flies in daylight through till night.

If muziki be the chakula of love, play on;

Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,

The appetite may sicken, and so die.

That strain again! it had a dying fall:

O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound

That breathes upon a bank of violet


Skin the sun, fall asleep. Wish away, soul is cheap. Lesson learned, wish me luck. Sooth the burn, wake me up....
posted by shannon9396
 Fairy's dance
Fairy's dance
It's almost midnight.. The air is freezing, it's even hard to breath. It's the most coldest winter night. The ground is covered with snow, the sky is pale, no clouds. The sky is full of millions stars, all of them shining so brightly and the allmost-full moon is glooming coldly...It is a magical night. The change of the year. End and the beginning in the same. In that kind of nights when the forest is empty, abandoned and no living soul is near.. they come out.. the vichimbakazi of winter. They face is cold, glace as ice and when they are near, the air almost froze. But in those nights.. they dance.....
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posted by Adritha
MIDNA and STARK

Life.... Its horrible. Everyone elese says that too. So why is it so precious. Theres nothing neet about it. Your born, get older' have a miserable life, and die. Does that sound OK? NO!!!! I don't won't to die. So Like I alisema life is horrible, aweful, not awesome.

MIDNA

Were am I? Why is it so dark? I thought to myself. It's realy cold. I can't songesha Oh God were the heck am I?
A light flickered on. I think it was a flashlight, but all i could realy see was the bag over my head. Man Ain't I the lucky one.
The bag was removed from my face and in front of me was a realy cute guy. He...
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posted by Adritha
I walked through the cold, dark night, wondering where I was. I had no memory of how I got here in this place. I tried so hard to remember how I got here, but I had no luck. Every time I felt close of remembering what happened I would feel uneasy and have to stop so I wouldn't get sick. I would sit down on a rock and look around. I was in a forest, trees every where I looked and some giant rocks. Knowing were I was I would have to keep an eye out for Mbwa mwitu loups and other wild animals.
I knew that I had to find a way out of here. I couldn't last a siku out in the wild. I started walking knowing that I should find a place to sleep. I walked for a while till I found a cave. It was large and empty. I walked into the cave and just laid on the cold hard floor and passed out.
posted by ashesandwine
 The man
The man
I saw shannon9396's text and she alisema that we could post stuff, so here it is for everyone:)
This is just something that came to my mind a few days zamani and stayed on the computer:P LOL... I have two stories on my spot and some poems... wewe are welcome to see them all:)
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I walk through the city, looking at the world, at the people that belong to this place! I see a old man sitting in the stairs of his house, looking to nothing and to everything… I approach him and ask what is he thinking, and with a sadness in his eyes he says:
“In my eyes and in my mind I don’t see this world… When...
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posted by shannon9396
OK! Now let's start! I will post my first attempt and wewe can post everything wewe want too! I hope wewe like it!


Really! What is your fault?
Noone taught wewe the word "we".
And the worst, noone taught wewe to use your "ego".
Like a beggar wewe are begging in front of the door of the "you".
wewe tried to discover again and again this "you".
wewe were always freakin' out when wewe heard "they".
And there were times that wewe were desperate and shouted "Him! Him!"
And wewe took a gun and started fighting.
What is your fault?