This fanfic is about a mystery TDI girl. It may be obvious who it is though. I try and keep it mysterious. Anyway here is my first chapter!
The teenage girl sat awake in her kitanda all night long. She occasionally got up to use the restroom au get a snack. She got herself up and over to the window. She pulled the curtain away only to see the dark of the night. Even the mitaani, mtaa lights had burned out. She sighed and walked to the closet. She grabbed some clothes and took a shower. After she had finished getting ready, she went outside to take a walk. She walked alone that night, just as she did every night. She went to the lake that night, just as she did every night. She sat on the bench and stared deeply at the lake. She looked longingly at the pale reflection that the yellow moon cast upon her. She loved the lake.
“It is but a small glimmering jewel in a world of Lost hopes.” she thought to herself.
She returned her attention to the edge of the lake. She saw a small samaki lying motionless on the ground. She went over to it and held it close to her.
“I see this cruel world has taken your life too.” she alisema to it.
She felt sorry for the samaki and buried it beside her inayopendelewa tree. To the girl, there were not many pure innocent things in the world. But she loved the mti and the lake. She stared at the moon with intense fury. It was that very moon that had destroyed and corrupted so many people. However, it was not the fault of the moon, but the greed and evil of the people who wished to have it's resources.
“Wretched people.” she alisema softly. “Because of those people and that moon..” she began. “Because of those things, I have Lost all that I loved.” she alisema sadly.
It was the Rains of Destruction that had taken her loved ones and her home. The constant drilling and explosions had caused large chunks of the moon to break away and fall into the Earth's atmosphere. The impacts were worse than that of meteors. The city the chunks hit had been completely annihilated. Ever since that fateful day, she had Lost hope for a lot of the worlds inhabitants. She tried hard to believe in the good of people, but it never seemed to show. Only evil had come from the people.
“Isn't it a bit late to be outside?” a voice interrupted her thoughts.
“Who's there?” she asked.
“Don't worry. I'm not gonna hurt wewe au anything.” alisema a young teenage boy as he emerged from behind burnt out streetlight.
The girl and the boy talked for hours. They discovered they had so much in common. The boy to was a loner, he had also suffered great losses because of the destruction. He had no nyumbani au hope. Hope had seemed to leave many people lately.
“Would wewe like to stay with me in my apartment? It has two beds.” the girl offered.
“Thank you. It's not often I find someone as generous as you.” alisema the boy.
“Well, I don't have much to offer but I'd be happy to have wewe stay with me.” she said.
As quickly as he had appeared, he vanished, but a note fell to the ground. The woman read it aloud.
“Thank you. wewe have shown that this pathetic world may still have something to give. Perhaps we'll meet again someday.”
The girl walked nyumbani alone as she did every night, except this time she was happy because she had made a friend.
“He liked me for who I am, not just because of my looks.” she alisema to herself.
“Maybe there is still some good in people after all.” she thought.
She entered her room and glanced at the clock.
“It's already 6:00 in the morning!” she alisema frantically.
She ran to the kuoga in such a rush, she forgot to close her apartment door. While she was occupied in the bathroom a sneaky crook slipped into her room and aliiba her mkufu from the nightstand. The girl rushed through her kuoga and fixed her hair quickly. She ran out to the kitanda and realized the door had been open. She ran over to it and slammed it so no one would see her undressed. She put on her regular outfit and pinned her earrings into place. She went to reach for her mkufu but couldn't seem to find it. She searched frantically all over her room for it and gave up after a ten dakika search.
“I'm already fifteen dakika late for work. If I'm any later than that my boss will have a fit!” she exclaimed.
She stepped out into the brisk morning air and cringed at a strike of erratic lightning. A storm had started to brew. She waved down a cab driver and grabbed the door latch. She jumped into the cab to escape the rain.
“That rain is as sharp as needles.” she alisema to the scruffy driver.
“Yeah, where to?” he asked impatiently.
“Oh, I need to get to the Medical Center.” came her discouraged voice.
The driver only sighed and started down the already flooding road. The woman looked out the window and saw a homeless woman saunter down a dark threatening alley. She turned to see if the other window offered a better view. It was worse. She saw an elderly man getting mugged kwa two shady men with knives. She saw the looks from the uncaring miserable people tearing away at her. She decided just to focus on her paperwork. She realized that in her rush she had forgotten her pen.
“Excuse me, would wewe happen to have a pen I could borrow?” she asked the driver.
He only gave her a despite full look and shook his head. His eyes were full of misery and he looked as though he hadn't slept in nights. His hair was like moldy hay, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were miserable and uncaring. The woman felt sorry for the driver. She looked at her paperwork to avoid the driver's piercing gaze. She could tell a lot about someone kwa looking into they're eyes. She remembered the siku her boss gave her his renowned glare. It tore through her like a thousand knives.
“We're here.” came the short raspy voice of the driver.
The girl payed him and left without a word. As she entered the medical center she saw the receptionist at the desk.
“Good morning.” she alisema as the woman walked to the coffee machine.
“Oh, hello. Rainy siku isn't it?” she said.
“Yes. It is.” came the receptionist's delayed voice.
“Erin, is everything alright?” the girl asked the receptionist.
“Every thing's fine.” she lied.
The girl could tell from Bridgette's eyes that something was wrong. Her eyes were fearful and nervous.
The girl only gave Bridgette a sweet smile and went to the elevator. She went straight to the fourth floor and started to organize her work as the elevator ascended. The door opened and her eyes met her boss' eyes. She was startled and dropped her papers all over the elevator.
“Allow me to help wewe gather those up.” alisema her boss.
“Thank you. I was just surprised, that's all.” alisema the girl nervously.
“That's quite alright, it's been a hectic siku here already.” her boss responded.
“I understand why wewe were late.” he stated.
“Oh, wewe already found that out.” the girl responded.
“Yes. I knew, but it's fine. I'll excuse it this time.” he alisema in a comforting voice.
“I also noticed your not wearing your necklace, is something wrong?” he asked.
“I was in such a rush this morning, I must've misplaced it before I took my shower. It's my inayopendelewa necklace.” she alisema faintly.
“Very well. I understand your predicament. wewe may go to your office now.” he told her.
And so the woman thanked her boss and went towards her office, unaware of the danger that lurked right behind her door.
The teenage girl sat awake in her kitanda all night long. She occasionally got up to use the restroom au get a snack. She got herself up and over to the window. She pulled the curtain away only to see the dark of the night. Even the mitaani, mtaa lights had burned out. She sighed and walked to the closet. She grabbed some clothes and took a shower. After she had finished getting ready, she went outside to take a walk. She walked alone that night, just as she did every night. She went to the lake that night, just as she did every night. She sat on the bench and stared deeply at the lake. She looked longingly at the pale reflection that the yellow moon cast upon her. She loved the lake.
“It is but a small glimmering jewel in a world of Lost hopes.” she thought to herself.
She returned her attention to the edge of the lake. She saw a small samaki lying motionless on the ground. She went over to it and held it close to her.
“I see this cruel world has taken your life too.” she alisema to it.
She felt sorry for the samaki and buried it beside her inayopendelewa tree. To the girl, there were not many pure innocent things in the world. But she loved the mti and the lake. She stared at the moon with intense fury. It was that very moon that had destroyed and corrupted so many people. However, it was not the fault of the moon, but the greed and evil of the people who wished to have it's resources.
“Wretched people.” she alisema softly. “Because of those people and that moon..” she began. “Because of those things, I have Lost all that I loved.” she alisema sadly.
It was the Rains of Destruction that had taken her loved ones and her home. The constant drilling and explosions had caused large chunks of the moon to break away and fall into the Earth's atmosphere. The impacts were worse than that of meteors. The city the chunks hit had been completely annihilated. Ever since that fateful day, she had Lost hope for a lot of the worlds inhabitants. She tried hard to believe in the good of people, but it never seemed to show. Only evil had come from the people.
“Isn't it a bit late to be outside?” a voice interrupted her thoughts.
“Who's there?” she asked.
“Don't worry. I'm not gonna hurt wewe au anything.” alisema a young teenage boy as he emerged from behind burnt out streetlight.
The girl and the boy talked for hours. They discovered they had so much in common. The boy to was a loner, he had also suffered great losses because of the destruction. He had no nyumbani au hope. Hope had seemed to leave many people lately.
“Would wewe like to stay with me in my apartment? It has two beds.” the girl offered.
“Thank you. It's not often I find someone as generous as you.” alisema the boy.
“Well, I don't have much to offer but I'd be happy to have wewe stay with me.” she said.
As quickly as he had appeared, he vanished, but a note fell to the ground. The woman read it aloud.
“Thank you. wewe have shown that this pathetic world may still have something to give. Perhaps we'll meet again someday.”
The girl walked nyumbani alone as she did every night, except this time she was happy because she had made a friend.
“He liked me for who I am, not just because of my looks.” she alisema to herself.
“Maybe there is still some good in people after all.” she thought.
She entered her room and glanced at the clock.
“It's already 6:00 in the morning!” she alisema frantically.
She ran to the kuoga in such a rush, she forgot to close her apartment door. While she was occupied in the bathroom a sneaky crook slipped into her room and aliiba her mkufu from the nightstand. The girl rushed through her kuoga and fixed her hair quickly. She ran out to the kitanda and realized the door had been open. She ran over to it and slammed it so no one would see her undressed. She put on her regular outfit and pinned her earrings into place. She went to reach for her mkufu but couldn't seem to find it. She searched frantically all over her room for it and gave up after a ten dakika search.
“I'm already fifteen dakika late for work. If I'm any later than that my boss will have a fit!” she exclaimed.
She stepped out into the brisk morning air and cringed at a strike of erratic lightning. A storm had started to brew. She waved down a cab driver and grabbed the door latch. She jumped into the cab to escape the rain.
“That rain is as sharp as needles.” she alisema to the scruffy driver.
“Yeah, where to?” he asked impatiently.
“Oh, I need to get to the Medical Center.” came her discouraged voice.
The driver only sighed and started down the already flooding road. The woman looked out the window and saw a homeless woman saunter down a dark threatening alley. She turned to see if the other window offered a better view. It was worse. She saw an elderly man getting mugged kwa two shady men with knives. She saw the looks from the uncaring miserable people tearing away at her. She decided just to focus on her paperwork. She realized that in her rush she had forgotten her pen.
“Excuse me, would wewe happen to have a pen I could borrow?” she asked the driver.
He only gave her a despite full look and shook his head. His eyes were full of misery and he looked as though he hadn't slept in nights. His hair was like moldy hay, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were miserable and uncaring. The woman felt sorry for the driver. She looked at her paperwork to avoid the driver's piercing gaze. She could tell a lot about someone kwa looking into they're eyes. She remembered the siku her boss gave her his renowned glare. It tore through her like a thousand knives.
“We're here.” came the short raspy voice of the driver.
The girl payed him and left without a word. As she entered the medical center she saw the receptionist at the desk.
“Good morning.” she alisema as the woman walked to the coffee machine.
“Oh, hello. Rainy siku isn't it?” she said.
“Yes. It is.” came the receptionist's delayed voice.
“Erin, is everything alright?” the girl asked the receptionist.
“Every thing's fine.” she lied.
The girl could tell from Bridgette's eyes that something was wrong. Her eyes were fearful and nervous.
The girl only gave Bridgette a sweet smile and went to the elevator. She went straight to the fourth floor and started to organize her work as the elevator ascended. The door opened and her eyes met her boss' eyes. She was startled and dropped her papers all over the elevator.
“Allow me to help wewe gather those up.” alisema her boss.
“Thank you. I was just surprised, that's all.” alisema the girl nervously.
“That's quite alright, it's been a hectic siku here already.” her boss responded.
“I understand why wewe were late.” he stated.
“Oh, wewe already found that out.” the girl responded.
“Yes. I knew, but it's fine. I'll excuse it this time.” he alisema in a comforting voice.
“I also noticed your not wearing your necklace, is something wrong?” he asked.
“I was in such a rush this morning, I must've misplaced it before I took my shower. It's my inayopendelewa necklace.” she alisema faintly.
“Very well. I understand your predicament. wewe may go to your office now.” he told her.
And so the woman thanked her boss and went towards her office, unaware of the danger that lurked right behind her door.
