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posted by alicia386
Chapter 3: wewe Just Couldn't Resist

      Faye, Marco, and Trina, Faye's mom, were all situated on the couch. Faye had arrived 30 dakika zamani to find her mom and Marco making out in the kitchen. They didn't even acknowledged that Faye had strolled in until she said, "Hey, I'm home!" When they finally noticed her, Trina alisema for her to sit on the couch. They had something big to tell her. 
      Faye sat in between Trina and Marco. "Okay, here goes. Marco is your father." Trina alisema as she shifted uncomfortably. She was a petite woman and didn't take up much space but Faye felt suffocated already. 
      "I figured that out," replied Faye. She was trying to erase the traumatic scene of her mom and dad kissing on the jikoni counter. It was going to be hard to live down. Maybe it was a bad idea to come home. "What I want to know is why he left wewe to raise Selena, Nico, and me."
      "It's complicated," retorted Marco. Just then aloud beep came from Faye's phone. It was a text from Simone.

SIMMIE: Ok, my dad=bad guy. Your dad=spy 4 my dad. U do da math. Where R U?

      Faye stared up at her father. A mixture of confusion and suspicion was all over her face. "Who was that?" Marco asked innocently. Faye didn't feel comfortable with him so close. Soon she started feeling dizzy. About 5 dakika of that, she muttered something about sickness and ran to her bed. She dozed off soon after.
      Late in the morning, Faye's phone was vibrating violently. When it clashed to the floor, Faye awoke immediately and grabbed her phone. She had various texts from Lauren, Simone, and Sidney. They each were wondering where she was. Lauren was conversing about how they were going to the sinema at 1:30pm and was wondering if she was going. Faye glanced at her alarm clock. It read 12:50. She had 40 dakika to get there. She got dressed, brushed her teeth, had a bagel, and sped out the door and into a new Sudan.
      Simone explained what she found out from examining her dad's yearbook the inayofuata morning. There was so much information from just his yearbook. It was shocking. She told the girls how their fathers were apart of this group called The Business Club but below the picture was the initials D.B.E. She tried looking them up online but it was blocked. She has no clue what the they stood for but it sounded secretive. Her father wrote a lot of maoni in his yearbook. She showed them the X's that her father had written over many of the faces. Then a lot of other stuff also. The maoni that she admired the most was the one talking about how a party started at Glynn Academy. Glynn Academy was very strict about keeping the place clean and making sure no one is allowed on the premises after school hours. They had even banned prom. If the students wanted a prom they would have to have it somewhere else. Maybe this party is to blame for them not having a prom at school. There were some pictures taped to the yearbook in the back where the autographs were suppose to be. There were about ten of them. Each one captured a different shot.
      "Look there's Faye's mom!" Sidney pointed at a picture of a younger version of Faye's mom. It was amazing how mucho hujambo were similar. We all knew she got her good looks from her mom but this confirmed it. Her mom still had those dark brown eyes and long black hair. She must have dyed her hair red last month. "God, she looks so young! What happened?"
      "What do wewe think D.B.E stands for? Do wewe think it is something illegal?" Simone stared at each of them like they knew the answers.
      "Who knows," ametoa maoni Lauren. "Dumb Boys Eternal?"
      "Dads Bring Easter," retorted Simone as she stared at the pictures.
      "Daring Bad Eggs," alisema Sidney.
      "Dead Boys Eat," replied Simone. Everyone laughed over the ludicrous ideas. Their dads weren't apart of anything illegal. They were pretty sure they would know about it except for Simone. She still had her doubts. She began questioning everything. Simone's dad still doesn't like it when she comes within a mile of the attic stairs. How was she to know anything about her father and his days at Glynn Academy. He could have done some illegal things. It wasn't odd. Most teenagers do stupid things when they were in high school. Why couldn't her dad just tell her instead of having her wonder though his personal items.
      "What I don't get is why my dad lied. He always told me that he went to Brunswick High for most of his life. Why would he lie about something like that?" questioned Lauren. She was genuinely baffled. She wouldn't allow herself to think that her dad might have done something illegal. It would ruin the perfect image of her father.
      "I have an amazing idea!" Sidney alisema as she leaped from her purple beanie bag. She grabbed her Windows laptop off the shelf and rested it on her lap when she was seated. "Lets look these people up and get all of our majibu answered." It sounded like a good idea. Sometimes it is just best if people don't find out certain things. Everyone dragged their beanie bag closer to Sidney. "Give me the first person, Simone."
      Simone flipped the page and pointed at a girl with sapphire blue eyes and a pleasant smile. She looked plain but beautiful at the same time. "Hellen Maunders." Sidney did some typing on her computer. She came up with a Facebook page and clicked the link.
      When the profaili picture came up, it looked exactly like her high school picture. The same short hair with bangs, same sapphire eyes, and same pleasant but naughty smile. The only difference were the laugh lines. "She has barely aged!" alisema Simone as she stared in disbelief at the profaili picture.
      "Leave her a message," alisema Lauren. 
      "Okay!" Sidney sent the girl a picture of Simone's father and some questions. She was posing as a friend of Simone's dad. "Done."
      They had to wait for Hellen to reply. They knew she was on since she recently ilitumwa a picture of her dog, Mason, in a tux. Apparently, Mason was taking a certain poodle on a date. Her Marafiki ametoa maoni n it saying how adorable he looked. The girls would disagree with those statements. Simone alisema that Hellen must be really lame now because all she does is set up dates for her dog. Finally, the girls went to sleep.

About an saa later, there was a beep from Sidney's computer. Lauren was the only one who heard it. The others were taking a nap. She set up and yawned. It was exactly what she expected. They received a message from Hellen.

HELLEN: I remember Jason Rivers. God! That man was malicious! Everyone either hated him au trusted him. I personally hated him. Don't tell him I alisema that, he'll KILL ME. If you're his friend why are wewe asking me all these things? Are wewe a spy? wewe are just like Marco. Oops, alisema too much.

      After kusoma the message, Lauren woke the others. They each thought the same thing, whoa. Hellen was utterly frightened of Mr. Rivers. He wasn't that terrifying to Lauren but then again, Lauren has never been on his bad side. She couldn't see what Hellen was feeling right now au even comprehend it. Simone was the most shocked about the newly found information. She could not accept her father as a killer. He was and always will be the lovable teddy kubeba she came to know. He may be difficult sometimes but he couldn't be a killer. 
      "Let's try another one," suggested Simone. "How about Madison Faulkner?" Sidney googled the name and again she received a Facebook page. She asked the same maswali she asked Hellen. About ten dakika later, they obtained a reply.

MADISON: I already gave Jason his money years ago. Why do wewe keep looking for me?! I will see wewe in court if wewe want zaidi money! I'll do it! I'm not as spineless as I was in high school.

      Everyone was speechless but inside were a million of maswali unanswered. Hellen and Madison were both frightened of Simone's father but why? He wasn't an evil man. He was a simple father who enjoyed spending time with his wife and kids. Sure Simone could be hard to handle but he never got kuvuka, msalaba with her. Mr. Rivers was nothing like those women alisema he was and Simone was going to prove it one way au another.
      "How could wewe be so stupid!" yelled Sidney's dad. He was the type to get in a raging fit from time to time. Lauren always thought he had some type of anger disorder. Sidney did loved him but she was still horrified of him. "All I alisema was for wewe to pick up some chakula and wewe come back here with this?!" There was a loud thud and then some moaning. Unfortunately, everyone was use to that sound.
      This happens a lot in the Stone household. Mr. Stone would argue with his frail wife and she would not do anything about it. Mrs. Stone would take the beating and apologize even if she did nothing wrong. Mrs. Stone loved him too much to turn him in. Others would say she was too scared of him to turn him in. Sidney and her grandmother had to deal with screams of pain and the cries of anger. They couldn't ripoti him, they were to scared of him also. Simone, however, hated it when she had to here it. "I have an idea," alisema Simone. They all gathered in a huddle. She told the entire plan she had just thought up during the noise.
      About an saa later, after Mr. Stone was done shrieking, Simone, Lauren, and Sidney were sneaking into Mr. Stone's bathroom. "Okay, Sid, where is your dad's medicine cabinet?" Sidney ushered them over to a small cabinet filled with different medicine bottles. She got the one all the way in the corner. 
      Simone lifted a tiny box filled with pills. She dumped Mr. Stone's medicine and replaced it with the tiny pills in the box. "There, he should be sick when he takes the medicine."
      "What the heck are those?" asked Lauren
      "Laxatives." Simone smiled with pride. She was going to give this man the biggest stomach ache he'll ever have. "The best part is that this is only phase one of my plan. Phase two will happen when we and your gran go to that movie that just came out. She alisema she was going to take us today."
      "I don't know, Simone. It always backfires. Let's just forget it," alisema Sidney.
      "They say revenge is a dish best serve cold." Lauren rubbed her bony fingers together in an evil way. "It is okay Sid. This plan will work. If it doesn't, we'll blame it on Faye."
posted by sawfan13
Lily knocked on the door to her mother and father's mansion, wanting to ask them a simple question; if it was okay to allow her to take her best friend, Roxy, to her and her sister's trip to Africa.

Lily's mother answered,"Hello there! I wasn't expecting wewe to come over." Lily came in and said,"Mom, may I talk to wewe about this whole trip to Africa?"

"Sure thing, dear! Ask away!" She and her mother sat down and Lily asked her,"Mom, is it alright if my friend and roommate Roxy can come with me on the trip?"

Her mother sighed and replied,"No." Lily's eyes widened, as her moyo broke into a million...
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posted by Dhampires
"Katlen!" Eric stepped mbele ready to rush to my aid.

"Whoa whoa whoa." Jarred alisema placing a hand over Eric's chest pushing him back.

Eric looked at Jarred with a sour, wamekula face then turned his attention to Eliza she looked down at the girl then at her blood on herfinger tips she smiled and as she turned to Eric she slowly ran her younger over her bloody fingers.

Eric pushed past Jarrred and rushed up to Eliza he took her kwa the shati and yelled "You bastard what did she ever do to you."

"The girls tired ya know. She doesn't even know what she is, such a pitful thing it's ashame she went on...
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posted by Problematic129
*Thanks for all the maoni :) Please don't copy and please read and review :)
Chapter 5
    Let’s get started
    We were standing in front of a big boat, but it wasn’t the one Dorothy visited, I knew that for sure. We were at the docks, were a lot of boats are at, I’m surprised there’s so many. But as I inspect all of them, none of them were the one I hoped.
    The mashua smelled like a ton of fish, and on the corner I could just make out a small pile of dead fish, whoever owned this mashua must be careless.
    “This...
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posted by SweetHoneyBunny
Tears were rolling down my face. My moyo hurt, and my thoughts were scrambled.
It was a siku that reflected my emotions. The clouds covered the sky completely and were threatening to rain, the wind was howling and my family was being ripped apart.

My parents were both suicidal, and were always having what they call “accidents”. One week, I found my mother cutting her wrists in the bathroom. Her blood was puddling on the floor, and she was crying. I called her therapist, who talked her out of it. Again. My father was no better. He tried to thrown himself out the third story window of our...
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I flinched before he hit me I could already feel the nails from the ukanda on my skin exactly where he'd hit before he really did. He hit that same spot at least five times—it was right above my butt bone.

I cried out in pain as he went up and down my spinal cord with the ukanda he moved it to my arms that clinged to the juu of the heater. Tears poured out of my eyes "Dad stop please dad!!" He whipped me harder saying "What did I tell wewe all about calling me Dad I'm your master wewe little runt!!" he changed to the other arm and and gave me a fine blow to the left jaw bone I fell on my back...
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posted by wantadog
Chapter 4


Juliet quieted. It was apparent that she was too weak to break the grip, and if this person really was friendly, fighting and screaming would only complicate matters. After a dakika of her staying limp in the person’s grip, he let her go. She took a deep breath to steady her nerves and twisted around to see who it was. She couldn’t contain herself.
“Steve, wewe bastard! What the hell!”
“Quiet! They’ll hear you,” he whispered frantically.
“Wait, so this is…real?”
Steve looked down. “Sorry, but yes, it’s real.”
Juliet clapped her hands to her mouth. “It can’t...
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posted by SweetHoneyBunny
I backed up slowly, not wanting the she mbwa mwitu to feel threatened and attack. “Nice wolf, I'm not going to hurt you.” I got up off the ground with my hands out, facing the wolf. She had white fur, manyoya with a small gray nyota on her chest. Climbing off the small kilima she had been standing on, she began walking towards me. I stood still. If I ran, she would pin me down and attack; and if I stood here there was no telling what she might do. “Please don't kill me. I didn't want to be brought here.” She was circling me and sniffing. Suddenly, she stopped. “I can smell his blood.” Her voice was...
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 Saukerl
Saukerl
We were anxious to find out what was going on with the Jew. The Saumensch and I walked out and onto the streets, apart at a distance, careful of any danger around us. As we walked over onto Pariser Platz, we saw that there was a public execution today. A couple of Nazis were gathered around a feeble man, short and skinny, who appeared to be a Jew. The Saumensch and I stepped closer, seeing that it wasn't our Jew, but only to be halted kwa one of the Nazis on command. "HALT! What brings wewe here?" I answered calmly, "We've just come kwa to greet wewe fine men. Heil Hitler." The Nazi nodded briefly,...
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posted by Problematic129
*Thank for all the maoni :) Please don't copy and please read and review*
Chapter 20
    Let the games begin
    “What are wewe doing here?” I ask.
    “I could ask wewe the same thing,” America majibu crossing her arms and giving me a pointed look. “Zyanna.”
    Now right then, my moyo did stop. “What?”
    “Oh, don’t act stupid Zy, I know who wewe are.”
    “How…?”
    America looked confused. “You mean wewe didn’t send me that...
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posted by alicia386
 Abigail Dalton
Abigail Dalton
Chapter One

      The sudden death of Abigail Dalton casted a spell on the quiet town of Brunswick, Georgia. Everyone felt utterly dismal as they watched the reporter give the gruesome details. It happened so suddenly and out the blue. Who could have ever killed the sweet 17 mwaka old girl that made even the grumpiest of men smile at her beauty and charm. It was true that she was beloved kwa her peers, family, and community. Who would kill her? Well, believe it au not but there were some people who thought she was arrogant, stubborn, vain, and unintelligent. All of those maoni may be true...
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Okay, I'm positive fanpop messed up my formatting, and I don't feel like fixing 11 pages(nor do I have the time), but here it goes. I really would like Criticism please, All I've been getting is how much people like it on the uandishi spot, good criticism is hard to find over there, So don't tell me what wewe like, tell me what wewe hate, as vehemently as possible.


    “This world is lost…” The dragon’s words echoed in Karaza’s mind. She had been hiding near the gathering place, hoping for a chance to steal some of the dragons’ supplies before the great beasts flew...
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The rain was pouring as her bare feet touched the ground her black hair was stuck to her face ,she paused to realize that she was right in front of the graveyard gates she slowly walked into the graveyard while she was walking she found a bench, she sat on it and started to get tired ,she lay down and fell into deep sleep, waking up three hours later she realized it was it was past midnight with the rain coming to a stop ,she got of the bench and strolled through the graveyard , “where is it?” she kept asking herself while she was walking until she found what she was looking for, it was...
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posted by hgfan5602
I hold tears back...
The thought of such a close friend
Leaving you
Is horrible.

It feels like life is over,
Like...there's no point in living anymore,
If your best friend is gone,
There's no one to keep the warmth
With wewe anymore.

What's the point of life
If wewe don't have any friends
To share it with?
It's all over,
All of it.

No one's coming to calm me down,
And I'm not going to let them either.
I want to remember my closest friend...
But it's not easy,
If wewe have to leave them.

She will always be in my heart
She was an amazing friend to me,
She brought me so much joy
And happiness,
Even in the darkest of nights,...
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 Saukerl
Saukerl
Like I said, it was a dark and foggy night. I thought my eyes were deceiving me. I think I saw a Jew. This time around, there are practically no Jews. They are either in concentration camps- awaiting their death, au dead already. The Nazis are not being easy with the Jews. This Jew was covered with a black cloth, and he appeared to be standing over a cowering boy, twelve years old of age at least. I moved in closer, cautiously, with my Saumensch, and we were both suspicious. The Saumensch's eyes met mine. "Is that...a murder, Carls?" Matna, the Saumensch, was definitely suspicious. She never...
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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 wantadog
Chapter 3


Juliet muffled her scream as she saw what was standing on the other side of the door. It was Phil, but not any Phil she had ever seen. Phil’s skin was black and bubbling, steam was being emitted from what used to be his skin, his pupils were gone, and he was giving off an awful odor, even worse than the cigarettes. He wasn’t looking her way so she dived behind the bar. “Oh my god, oh my god, OH MY GOD!” She clamped her mouth shut as her whispering rose to a shout. There was a grunt from the other side of the door and she heard a rattling noise as he beat on the door, trying...
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baby i want wewe so bad but idk if wewe want me to i think about wewe everyday wen im around wewe i feel soo salama feel like no harm can be done to me wen ur here there the rain disappears to a bright yellow sun

[chorus]
wen ur with me i feel like were the stars lighting up the night sky were burning up inside i wanna make wewe mine wewe are the spark that ignites inside of me

youve been there for me for as long as i can remember now its time for me to be there for wewe and tell wewe how i trully and i hope wewe feel the same just dont want to let wewe go

[chorus]
wen ur with me i feel like were the stars...
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posted by hgfan5602
Together, at last,
We sing in unison,
As the eagles zoom past us,
Symbolizing true freedom now.

We are together,
Not just our country,
But all the countries of the universe,
Syria, China, Germany,
Russia, Canada, Brazil,
And, of course, the United States.

I have never experienced
Such an amazing feeling
In my whole life,
As the soldiers of the universe
March past,
We are in utmost glory.

The unity of the universe,
We behold right now.
Never again, we shall quarrel,
Fighting with our steel rifles.

We will be free,
Not just blacks,
But all of us,
Together, at last.

We will be equal,
Women and men,
And we shall work together,...
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posted by hgfan5602
We are going separate ways.
We must leave each other,
Though I regret it,
There is nothing either of us
Can do.

We are going separate ways.
The bright light shines in our futures,
For the separate ways we go
Are the best for each of us.

We must leave for the good of it,
Though I don't want to,
And I know wewe don't either.
But it is important that we do.

It is never easy
Doing what we do the worst,
Leaving each other,
And the thoughts that we are...
Best friends...leaving each other...

We must go our separate ways.
For our own good.
And we pray that one day...
We will meet each other again.
And we will.
Jake Gartner here. For some reason, something kept those mutant serpents away from us. Chase Johnson, my friend, is over here with me at the maktaba of Death. Yeah. Bad name for a library, if wewe ask me. I would never have come here in the first place, had no one ever bothered me with a ransom note about my mother dying if I didn't go on this life-or-death journey. (Sorry, I have to speed the story up now. Chase says I'm getting all the attention.) So, what we found out at the library. Not much. All we found out was that mutant serpents tend to be very huge, have sharp teeth, and stay away...
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