✓ A Fact-Fiction kwa Death the Kid's Wife

“Hello, are wewe a new student?” the woman at the front office asks me.
    “Oh no,” I correct, “I’m just a temporary visitor. I think my name should be in the system, though.”
    “I see. Let me check the database.” She clicks on a few tabs with her panya, kipanya and pushes a few buttons here and there before she asks, “And what’s your full name?”
    “My name is Jordan Lunette,” I answer. My last name has always been something significant to me. Lunette derives from the...

✓ A Fact-Fiction kwa Death the Kid's Wife

My future has always occurred to me as unknown – a blank piece of paper with nothing to be found on either side of the sheet. I have always tried to be strong. I have always tried to be brave, and I most certainly have always tried to be the best I can possibly be in this world, but is that enough? Is that enough to uncover the clandestine fragment – the one jagged piece missing in the puzzle?
What is to become of me? What am I destined to be in this world? What is my purpose? Why am I here? These maswali rattle around in my brain, unhinged and...

*Note* This is a true story. Everything in this makala is true, and if you're a friend of mine, wewe should be able to accept my past and who I am today. If not, then that's that. Get your fake punda off my club.

A long time ago, in 2009... I joined fanpop for the first time.
Back then, there was a main chat that everyone could log into, and everyone could talk in one chat room at the same time. I thought it was interesting, so I decided to enter the chat. I entered multiple times, but nobody ever cared to talk to me, and whenever I'd say something, people would ignore me.
I don't have any friends....