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posted by Insight357
    “Kayden!” Sebastian-my band’s manager-had a look of dismay on his simple features. I couldn’t hear him, but I could read his lips. Anyone who knew me knew to get my attention before they spoke.
    “What?” I asked. Though I’d been deaf since I was five I knew how to speak as well as anyone with full hearing.    
    “You still haven’t made your set list,” he stated, his face screwed up into a frown. “The first performance is tomorrow night.”
    “I’ll have it finished...
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Chapter Seven

    Since the death of Gwendolyn, Mr. Bulks cut the field trip short and gave everyone an A for the day. The Daltons were the most upset so they left a few dakika after Reese was arrested. Gwendolyn's body was not found. Police suspected that Reese had probably hid the body somewhere. She probably didn't want anyone to to find it. There was still an unsettling feeling in the air as everyone remembered what Reese last said. If she truly wasn't the one who killed Gwen and Abby then that meant that the killer was still loose and probably planning their inayofuata attack. If they were...
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posted by hgfan5602
Hand in hand,
We stroll towards the beautiful beach,
Never taking our eyes off the red sky.

We are together now,
And we face anything that will take us on,
With determination and unity,

The wave washes us into the ocean,
Taking us in,
Slowly, killing us bit kwa bit,
But we never let go of each other.

When we are together,
We will never die.
There is no chance of that,
It is impossible.

The power of being together
Surges into both of our souls,
And the angry waves crash against
Our faces,
But we still never let go.

We are undivided.
Nothing, ever, can keep us apart,
au even separate us.
Because, wewe see,
We are bound.

We are bound
kwa the ropes of love,
No one,
Can cut those ropes.
Not now,
And not ever.
posted by Annabeth788594
A time comes along when wewe swali
- Your actions
- Choices

A time comes along when wewe lose

- Faith
- An loved one

A time comes along when wewe feel

- Betrayed
- loved

A time comes along when wewe have to face

-The Truth
- The lies wewe made

A time comes along when wewe make

- A difference
- stand up for what's right

A time comes when wewe must

-Be herd

A time comes along when wewe realize

- how much wewe have
-how lucky wewe are

These are some of the ups and downs of life
posted by IlovePatch97
My upendo so beautifully bound in robes of scarlet hue
With nails so black scraping away at rotting church pews
I tell wewe I upendo wewe zaidi than myself
But to understand, from me wewe shall receive neither money nor wealth
What wewe tafuta for is not emotion au passion, it’s much zaidi precise
It’s the golden fortune which comes with a price
So wewe take the deal and strike my head
Your beating heart, now made of lead
Allow me the peace of mind to soften the last deadly blow
Perhaps this is how our story ends of wewe the Raven and I the Crow

(Crows and Ravens, in European legends are known to symbolize death)
posted by LorMel
My name is zumaridi, zamaradi Dawn. I'm a 14 mwaka old pre-teen case wewe couldn't tell kwa my name. I'm going to tell wewe a true story. The story on how I was the lone serviver in the attack of The Slender Man.
Everything I'm about to tell you, is warned...

It was a cool evening in December, so cool that it was snowing.
I had my two best Marafiki with me, a 12 mwaka old named Anna, about to be 13 in a week, and her sister, Melody, turning 10 in 2 months.
Anna & Melody were playing tag in the backyard, I was making snow angles, when Anna got the idea to play hide-and-seek untill the...
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posted by dragonsmemory
The following poem was composed in spring 2011. It was originally ilitumwa winter 2012 in the dragoni club here on Fanpop.


Winge beating,
Lungs heaving,
Black shadow
Torn from the sky.

Eyes glancing,
Alert and fierce.
moto dancing.


moto dark as night,
Scales bright as gems.
Gleaming eyes,
Searching for a feast.

Wings furled.
Claws extended.
Dives down.
Death claims
Another victim.
Glides up.
Feasting begins.

The dragon flies off.
It is gone,
And the
Is done.
Copyright: 2013


The mwaka is 1850. My name is Ashley Garland; I live in the small town of Crystal Falls, on the west coast of the United States. At the moment, I am being hunted, kwa what I do not currently know. All I know at present about my foe is that I fear for my life. In fact this whole ordeal has been about a week in the making. About a week ago, the people of Crystal Falls were gathered in the town hall, when a man suddenly began pounding on the door, pleading for help. After some of the citizens finally...
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posted by 1999jacko
Leo picked Sarah up, because she was going to slow, and started to jump to the nearest mti skilfully. After jumping to 8 different trees they finally reached their nyumbani mti and, at the same time, whispered," Jason wewe there." They heard movement from a different branch and saw a shadow songesha clumsily over a small rack of weapons that that they had made," Jason stop trying to scare us and come out." Leo hissed loudly, the person came around the othe side of the mti and said," I don't think Jason is ever going to try and scare wewe ever again." The person had a serpent like smile and held a...
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posted by kyranww
I cant believe that he gave me a detention. All i was doing was sketching my teacher on my textbook. I personally thought that it was pretty life like, but i guess he disagreed. My art teacher alisema I should work at my talent but then again i suppose she didn't mean during math.
Well i guess i should probably start to head to his room then, it is on the other side of the school and i have only twelve dakika to get there. As i walk along these old fashioned corridors i realize that the classrooms on either side of me are empty. But wait, that's not right its only fourth period there should be...
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posted by CapShunsuifan13
Just a sample of a fanfic ive considered writing. Tell me what wewe think.
All SOA characters belong to Kurt Sutter aside from my OC

He was back in his own country, it had been so long but he was finally back.
No that wasn't right, he wasn't in his own country, he hadn't been there in 18 years. No he wasn't there, but he was home, it had been ten years since he was last here. Ten years.....
He stepped out of the SUV, the cold air hitting him in the face like a ton of bricks. This was California it shouldn't be this cold. He nodded to the driver, letting him known it was okay to leave. But the black...
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To my honorable and loyal readers this goes because in just a few zaidi chapters..the story is going to end,and I have made a decision not have a sekunde part but to post a new story The Stones of Aramis..I have ilitumwa the Prolouge for those who haven't read go to my profaili page and wewe will find it in my favorites.
Chapter (20):
It's been two days since Abbie's dream and she has been yearning ever since to talk to Susie about it, but she hasn't got the chances because of the very little classes they are in together and...
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I fought through the process,
And I was determined through it all.
I was brave and strong
And now I survived.

At first I was worried to death,
When the doctor alisema that I had cancer.
I stayed strong
Cuz I knew that my family and Marafiki
Would care for me,
And spread the word
So I would survive.

My Marafiki and I
Were always supportive of me,
And we could talk for hours,
Playing on our DSes,
Talking about Legos
Like great Marafiki ever should.

Later, I was cancer-free
And I celebrated
We did everything great
It helped me cheer up.

I found out
That many people have cancer
Not only me..
And I'm...
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posted by alicia386
This is a continuation of The Dying Ashes. I am Katherine Adams and I have received this manuscript my aunt had sent me weeks ago. She has gone missing. I fear for her life and I wish not to speak of her. I must continur this tale.

I knew Dylon very well. He was like a sekunde father to me so his death took a great toll on me. To continue my aunt's research I have had to follow those four demigods very closely. I have learned so much about them. I think that maybe it is better to songesha from city to city so they can't get a good lead on where I am. So far it has worked.

Gabriel and Maycen were...
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Okay, this is a look into the really dark part of Ryker's mind, so if wewe don't want to read that, don't. Just letting y'all know.
It's Ryker's point of view.

Not sure how I feel about Fawn. Sometimes I feel like I like her, sometimes I feel like using her.
    I could so easily. She’d fall right into the trap. She likes me. I could.
    But I’m not sure what I would use her for. What would I get her to do? Get vodka for me?
    There’s an idea. Do...
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Note: This one's from Ash's point of view. Hope the few people who are kusoma it enjoy.
Also, can't wait until they get older and I can make them do other things: strip each other, make out...XD. My mind is so sick.

My clock read 9:47. I lay I my bed, my face buried in my mto to muffle my sobbing.
    What was wrong with me? What had I done to deserve this?
    I felt the tight feeling in my stomach, zaidi painful than it usually is. I needed to throw up again. I got up and...
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Okay, I changed Wesley from being homosexual to being pansexual. Just so wewe guys know.
Also, this chapter's from Zoë's point of view.

We had a substitute teacher. They’re the only ones who ever bother with the roll call. The other teachers do it for the first three days of school and then just give up on it.
    The substitute was one of those grumpy old ladies with the white hair and thin glasses that she wore on the end of her nose. She introduced herself as Ms. Norman. She pronounced it Mizzzzzz, drawing out the Z so she sounded like a bumble bee.
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Note: to those who are kusoma this and like it, I will take requests, as long as:
1) It doesn't interfere with what I've already written
2) It doesn't create a new character

Sometimes I hate school so frigging much. Actually, I wouldn’t mind it so much, except for no one really likes me. See, I’m real social. So when the only people I have to talk to is a budding juvenile delinquent, a geek with freckles and braces, a hyper redheaded girl, and a sarcastic blond (Quin can get really sarcastic sometimes), wewe can understand why I feel like that.
    Don’t get me wrong....
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This chapter's from Ryker's point of view.

I left school early. I did every Wednesday (which it was). I had business to do with someone, and they weren’t patient.
    I walked home. Do that every day. Mostly ‘cause I don’t want anyone to see where I live.
    It’s a pretty rough place. Gotta watch your back, au you’re gonna get a bullet in it.
    I walked into a short alleyway. I was in the rough parts now. I listened to make sure no one was there. When...
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posted by Portia0623
Newly born
A tiny voice raised high
Going nowhere
A single spot on the page

It grows
And walks in waves and braves the uchungu, chungu wind
Shakily on its spindly legs, it smudges the paper
imba its first tune
A tiny tune
Twirling and whirling
It grows taller
And tougher
With every beat of its half-grown heart
It grows

Joined kwa others
They sing together
A forgotten voice
A reflection
Of Lost symphonies
Tooting their trumpets
They stand to attention
An army of discord
Marching forth
Into a brand new dawn