~Genre: Fiction, fantasy~
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    Zaria
    “It’s a crystal, it’s a crystal, it’s a crystal, it’s a freaking glowing crystal!” Edith shouted staring at it with horrific fascination.
     “Should we keep it?” Iris asked, poking the thing hesitantly.
    Stilere glared at her. “Yes we should, this is what we’ve been looking for.”
    “What exactly is it?” Alex asked. “And why are we looking for it?”
    Stilere shrugged. “Well, for one I don’t think...

The twins woke early. It had been a dark, stormy night - even some of the big ones were scared. They sat up and stretched in unison before clambering out of their smooth wooden high-walled bed. They had previously found a way to push down the bars, making the jump on the other side much less challenging and not so hard on the derriere. They took the stairs one at a time, clinging on to the handrails on either side. The twins entered the living room, fumbling around in the dark for the matches to light the torches they had fashioned out of thick wood and coal. Once this was done, they crawled...

~Genre: Fiction, fantasy~     
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    Stilere
    I could barely conentrate throughout the day, my mind kept on wondering. Why did we need to learn at a time like this? It feels like it was just yesterday that we were almost killed kwa this storm created from the book, and the school knows it too. Why risk it?
    The swali asked for all layers, and I could tell I was really asking myself. Why risk it? For a book of all things, a few months zamani if wewe alisema I’d be counting ona book I would have laughed in your face,...

A few days had passed since Zayhr had come here. He fit in with us and soon grew to become a great friend. Yes, he stuttered, but none of us were normal either. I had continued to have a crush on him, and I think he had one on me because nearly every time I caught myself staring at him, I found him looking back.

That night, I had started drifting off to sleep after finding Bailey's teddy, when I heard someone talking. Sitting up in my bed, I looked over at Bailey but she was sound asleep. I listened closer, it was coming from Zayhr's room. He was muttering something, but he wasn't loud enough...

Chapter 7 : Tragedy

The inayofuata days sun rose, as jay knew what he had to to do...

"Welcome!, Lady's and Gents, i give you: jay vs Cole!" The announcer screamed!

"Ready to die?" Cole alisema as they Unleashed a giant fox, mbweha Form Kitsune! It lunged at jay and he dodged it. When jay looked at the towering Kitsune he noticed something: Whip Marks! Then he knew what to do.

"Shhh, it's ok" alisema alisema as put his hand on it's head and it started whimpering, "It's ok, i won't hurt you".

Then jay heard something: Screams! Then he saw what happened. King George stabbed Amber through the moyo at the juu of the Colosseum!...

Chapter Six

EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON. JUST MAKE THE BEST OF IT. -Erica

      The things going through my mind that siku were not pleasant ones. They were mainly flashbacks. Flashbacks from ancient times but t felt lie it was not very long ago. The first one was zaidi of a modern medieval setting. There were towering stone buildings and cobblestone streets. The night sky made the scene even zaidi melancholy with its dreadful grey skies and cold rain. It was the perfect scene for a battle. A lofty man wearing a lengthy cost which was covered in bright jewels and beautiful pearls. His golden...

*Thanks for the maoni and the mashabiki :) Please don't copy and please read and review*
Chapter 11
    Those days and those nights
    I’ve never liked hospitals that much growing up, with my visions I’d have quite a handful kwa just stepping through the doors. Tradegies after tradigies. I know hospitals are good, and I respect them and all. But bad things tend to happen to something good, people die here everyday.
    People are taken here to be tended for their injuiries because of a tragic event.
    So far since...

kwa the time I got to the small shopping center in my ever smaller town, my Jeep had stalled twice, the window was stuck half way and the little light on the dash was flashing. Could it get any worst? Better not say that in case something did happen.
I grabbed my keys, stuffed them in my bag and slammed the door.

“Julie! Over here! Juuuuulie!” Sophie was almost standing on her chair in the chakula court waving her hands in the air like a lunatic. “What took so long? I've been waiting for like 3 hours!” she alisema when I finally managed to weave my way through the other people there. “I...

(I hate it when stories are not in paragraph form but I don't have time to change mine and out it in paragraph form. kubeba with me until the summer)

Chapter One The Last One Standing
I stared at the glorious sun shining through the thick glass windows. Why did I have to be caged inside of this place while my Marafiki were enjoying their summers? Johnny boasted all about how his parents were taking him all of the way to India. I have never been to India. Marcus, my other best friend, alisema he was going to spend most of his summers staying inside relaxing. What am I doing? I am stuck here. Apparently,...

This one's from Lisa PoV
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During hall time, I saw Zoë and Ash sitting on the steps together. Ash had his head on Zoë’s shoulder. Zoë had wrapped her arms around his neck and was stroking his hair, whispering to him. She looked up when I came over.
    “Is he okay?” I whispered.
    “He’ll be alright,” she said.
    “What’s wrong?”
    She shook her head. “He won’t tell me. He doesn’t want to go home, though. Like,...

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.
    She...

Ryker

“Ryker Fargo, please ripoti to the office; Ryker Fargo.”
    Um, no, I won’t ripoti to the office. It’s stupid that they call wewe on the loudspeakers to the office. Sound can’t make me go.
    I was in the library. Hiding, really, so I wouldn’t have to go. What if someone had figured out that I was the smoker?
    I was searching through the library. No sign of Ms. Levitt. Maybe she wasn’t here today. I pulled a cigarette from my pocket and lit it, took a drag.
    I heard the door opening. I snuffed...