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posted by Problematic129
~Genre: Fiction, fantasy
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Alex
    “Are wewe okay?!” I asked as I rushed to Zaria and Iris.
    “Somewhat,” Iris alisema giving me a shaky smile, while Zaria replied. “Define okay.”
    I helped them out of the water, they were soaked, and kept on slipping. Which led me to fall into the water.
    “Sorry,” Iris said, looking at my now wet clothes sorrowfully.
    “It’s okay let’s just get out of here.” I said, pulling them toward the ground.
    “Wait!” Zaria exclaimed, swimming towards something…was that a book?
    Iris and I watched as she snatched the book and swam back to us, I shrugged and then helped towed them toward the edge. Stilere was there and helped us all.
    “That was crazy, wewe guys are soaked! Thank God your okay,” she alisema hugging us as we reached the safely to the shore.
    “It was so bizarre,” Iris alisema softly, looking at the waters. “The lightning hit right where the book came, and then the book appeared, and when we held onto it…the storm just…”
    “Stopped.” Zaria said, studying the book.
    “You may just be tired,” Stilere reasoned.
    “We can talk about this later.” I said, stopping a fight. “But right now we need to get out of here, and find our way home, we missed the bus.”
    “If we missed the bus then how can we get home?” Stilere asked.
    “I can call my mom,” Iris offered, “she’ll understand.”
    “Sounds like a plan,” Zaria said. “Come on, let’s go find the others.”
    “Still in the cave, wanted to make sure the coast was clear.” I alisema as we made our way.
    As soon as we entered screams filled the cave, the girls were jumping up and down and the guys were trying to look manly but showed that they were extremely relieved.
    “We thought wewe were goners!” Edith shrieked. “It was a miracle we made it here in time!”
    “Okay, girly squeals that will forever damage our hearing later, getting out of here safely and quickly, now.” I say, and everyone nods feverishly in agreement.
    “How about we take the bus?” Darren cuts in. “I saw one on our way here.”
    “But calling her mom means no money,” Stilere informed.
    “Oh my gosh! My parents are going to kill me!” Terry bellows, covering her face with her hands. “The school’s gonna kill us! Did they even know were gone?”
    “We can’t be sure,” Zaria says. “There’s nine of us here, maybe?”
    “Let’s just get out of here before something else unwanted and bila mpangilio comes,” Abe grumbles, brushing his dark hair from his eyes.
    “I agree,” Brooklyn pipes up, her accent making her sound zaidi hysterical.
    “Then let’s go!” Mikey yells, dragging us out of there.
    _A few agonizing dakika later_
    The school had noticed our diassapearance, the dakika Iris called her mom she freaked and called the police. Later we learned that our dissapearnce was displayed on the news, and they demanded to know what happened.
    But how could we tell them we were just lounging kwa the beach, pwani when a storm hit? I thought that was suicide, but Brooklyn did not.
    She explained everything I waited for the laughter, but all we got was puzzled glances.
    “Look if wewe don’t believe us, we can onyesha wewe our scars.” Edith told them, inaonyesha them an oscar worthy special effects scar she got from the storm.
    The police men eyed us suspiciously. “There was no storm kids, people that lived close to that area didn’t get any ‘storm’ wewe described.”
    “But it happened!” Abe yelled. “We didn’t make it up! It really happened!”
    They shook your heads, “our guess wewe guys got knocked out kwa a hit and run and tossed to the ocean, unless wewe were purposely causing harm to yourselves.”
    The police men eyes our still wet closthes, they were a little dry, but an indicator that we were wet.
    “Look I think something got slipped in your drink, au your playing us. But why you’d cause yourself that much pyshical harm is unlikely, so wewe guys were probably drugged.”
    “But-”
    “Let’s get ya’ll to the hospital.” The police cut us off and despite our protests put us in there cars and drove us to the hospital.
    But it sure didn’t feel like it.
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Hey Guys,this is my very first story ilitumwa in this club!
I hope wewe upendo it!
Make sure to maoni if wewe like it au if wewe found anything wrong with it cause I really wanna improve my writing!
Carolyn

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Part One:
The dried leaves crunched beneath her feet as she walked in the dark woods alone searching for a way out of it on this dark scary night, I knew I shouldn't have accepted Beck's stupid dare!,she thought to herself, Now look what happened!,to busy thinking of ways on how to get back on her brother,Autumn didn't...
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posted by Problematic129
~Genre: Fiction, mystery and ndoto :)~
Chapter 29
    Who and what is it?
    Practically everyone in the room was leaving, the police had left already, to tafuta the other places Dorothy’s been, hoping to find some evidence.
    Dad had stormed out when we were released and mom, Jess, and I were just leaving when a group of girl’s blocked my way, leaded kwa a lucid looking Meredith.
    “Your in our way.” Jess said, levelly. “Better get out of it.”
    “I’m not here for you,”...
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muziki is the only class I have with him. The longest class.

"Nick play that part of the excersice again." told our band teacher Mr. Bova.

No one argues with Mr. Bova, we all think he's scary.

"Why do I even stay in this class?" I sometimes ask myself. The fear of being yelled at? The fact that I loved playing the flute? au Nick.... no I moved on! au at lest I tell myself I did. I don't know what it is, his poping messy, curly blond hair, even zaidi sunkissed than mine. au the way he smiled to himself, his perfect smirk. I don't why I ever crushed on him.

Nick finished the part of the routine, his...
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Hell is nothing zaidi than the outcome of a natural life
Humans are not built for perfection au purity
Every human no matter what is stained in someway
It could be a horrid thought, A mistaken word said
Perhaps actions that ended in consequence
This is why I chose not to fear it, but embrace it
If wewe are to believe in heaven au hell than believe it’s whatever wewe want
Only the dead have seen it so how is we to know it’s a horrific place
Perhaps it is just a place wewe can be sent as a personal decision
I’m am not fully faithful, stepping into heaven would be fraud
I choose to accept whatever happens, in truth it is not me I worry about
Understand it’s all matter of opinion and I’m open to all
posted by Problematic129
~Genre: Fiction, ndoto
3
Terry
    Never, in the fifteen years that I’ve grown up in this town, did something strange and unexplained like this ever happen.
    All over the news were photo’s of us displayed on there, saying that we were found, and that a freak accident occurred but now were fine.
    But that wasn’t a freak accident?
    It felt too real and purposeful to be random, it was literally one half a sekunde when the storm came and changed the sunny outside. I’d never been so scared in my life,...
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It is about three teens for ask themselvs, what are they willing to do to get to where they wanna be. They will either kill au die to get there.
video
carnival of souls
melissa marr
soul
entertainment
upcoming book
bestsellers
new york times bestseller
mwandishi
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