True Writers Article: The Kitsune of Shimorgamo Shrine

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posted by BlondLionEzel

Chapter 1

It was many years after those tragic events and Yajuu had grown into a young woman...

"Yajuu, ring the bell! wewe know what time it is?!" Himako yelled to Yajuu.

"Yes mom!" Yajuu replied as she ran to the juu of the tower and rung the kengele as the Summer Festival started!

"Nice work, Yajuu" Himako sneered at Yajuu.

"Can i please go to the Festival mom? I did all my duties" Yajuu asked Himako in a kind tone of voice.

"No!" Himako barked at her, "Your a Monster who no one will ever care about!".

"I'm sorry mom..." Yajuu sulked as she walked back to her room.

"You better be sorry Monster" Himako whispered under her breath.

Yajuu was upstairs...but not for long. She jumped from her wind landing on her feet into the middle of the celebration.

"Hooray!" The People cheered as Yajuu danced on a stage.

"Wow...this is so much fun!" Yajuu exclaimed as she started to sing.

"Heh heh..." Some Boys looked at Yajuu and threw a nyanya at her, hitting her her in the face.

"Ow!" Yajuu cried as the crowd started laughing at her misfortune. Another man grabbed rope and tied her down as zaidi boys threw Tomatoes and other fruits at her.

"Stop It!" A Young Samurai kwa the name Hikari shouted as he used a kisu to free Yajuu.

"Yajuu!!!!!" Himako yelled as she saw Yajuu had escaped from her room, "Guards, seize her!".

"No! Please mama!" Yajuu cried as the Guards grabbed Hikari and Yajuu and separated them.

"YOU ARE A MONSTER!!!" Himako yelled as Yajuu started to cry as the Crowd started to yell "Monster!" "Monster" over and over again...

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missracoon :) cool Nick, things are getting intresting!

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riehlemarie this is so cool are you going to make more?

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...Adira Anderson!!!

posted by hgfan5602

This is for the Hunger Games RP, but I thought it could be put on here to see what everyone thinks about it too.
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I stare up at the stage as they wait for everyone to be ready for the reaping. I hate the Capitol. I hate everyone who's even associated with the Capitol. I hate the reapings. And I hate the Hunger Games. I'm one of the very few people who don't like the Hunger Games here in District 3. Most people upendo the Hunger Games here. If they get chosen for it, they are usually celebrating about it later on. Some prepare for...

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Girl code:The Pamela Jones Way Ch.22

posted by Problematic129

~Genre:realistic fiction, humor~
Chapter 22
        The little get together interrupted
    “Shut up! wewe totally cheated!” Sage yelled at my brother.
    Adam had an offended face. “Me? Cheat? Please, wewe help me win easily yourself.”
    “Hey!” Sage yells as Ali bursts out laughing.
    Meanwhile on the other side of the meza, jedwali Grey and Beth were in their own little world.
    “You actually went to Paris?” Beth asks, smiling.
    Grey...

The war of Color, chapter 3

posted by 1999jacko

Rick lay in hospital with stitches all over his face and his left eye swollen up, a small eye patch like thing barely covering it up. His best friends- Allan, Brandon, Kyran and Duncan- stood around his kitanda telling him what happened after he left, Kyran was mainly telling him about it though because everyone had bruises apart from him," and so everyone was fighting at lunch and som black kid had his leg broken, it was so cool wewe could see the bone sticking out and blood went everywhere over James, sp all in all we had a good first siku of what they're calling 'the war'." Brandon smiled slightly...

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Inspired:Peacefully delicate

posted by Problematic129

I believe this is part 7, with another mixture of funny and inspiring pictures, cause let's face it. It's pretty hard to get fully serious, always have a happy funny mind to lighten everything in the middle of heartache and pain. Just a word of advice. Some pictures here come from pinterest hellobeliver.com, tumblr, gummy chocolates tumblr and deviant art (look for maryana02. deviantart .com), look for them, there awesome. I think one of these pictures is a repeat not sure, and too lazy to look fro the others.
Again I own absolutely nothing, and I do hope wewe smile laugh and get inspired because those are just wonderful feelings and it's the purpose of all of this.
Enjoy!

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The Deadly Sins ~PART TWO~

posted by malmcd

SLOTH

'Do wewe ever get off the couch, sir?
Do wewe ever get off the kitanda and stop watching TV?
Do wewe ever go for a run?
Do wewe ever simply walk around au exercise outside?
Do wewe just play video games all day, sir?
Do wewe even do any work?
Man, wewe are lazy! '

I would not be surprised if someone
Said this to you, my friend,
For I am the cause of it all.
I am one of the Deadly Sins,
As wewe humans call me,
For I am what makes people a lazy bum.

I am a daemon from the pits of hell,
As are all my other brothers,
But I must say,
That I am not a sin,
But rather a human instinct.
And it amuses me to see wewe sit around...

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Millions Of Miles Apart

posted by malmcd

Millions of Miles Apart

From the moment your born somewhere out there wewe have a true love. At less that’s what they say? They say there’s one person who has the same moyo strings as wewe and they complete you. And there’s nothing that can keep wewe apart from one another...But what if my one true upendo isn’t here? I mean what if I never find him au her if that’s the case which I hope it’s not. I don’t know what to say but I’m different from the rest...What if there’s no one out there for me?
My name is Sunflower I was born on the first siku of spring, March 20, 1998. And was...

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Sendoffs and Memories (Prologue to "The Spotlight Trained on Me," a Harry Potter Fanfiction)

posted by dragonsmemory

I looked around the platform, waiting. George leaned down and whispered in my ear. "Don't worry, Hailey. They'll be here."

I glanced up at him. He had changed after the battle, we all had. George, always the prankster, became zaidi serious. He had even talked about closing down Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. The hole in the side of his head, where his ear used to be, was still unnerving, but I learned to accept it as a part of him.

"I know, George," I said. "There's still a connection."

"You mean that old twin telepathy thing wewe had going is still there?"

I stood on my toes to kiss him. "Always."...

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Absolutely Wicked Ch.5

posted by Problematic129

~Genre: Fiction, fantasy
5
        Stilere
    It wasn’t like I was expecting anything to happen, but what happened when we opened the book did surprise me.
    “What in the world is that?” Alex asked, looking at the weird lettering.
    “I don’t know, it’s definitely not English, but it doesn’t look like other languages, and I know a ton.” Iris said.
    “Maybe it’s not even a language.” Darren said. “Sure doesn’t look like it.”
    “It’s...

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Girl code:The Pamela Jones Way Ch.19

posted by Problematic129

~Genre:realistic fiction, humor~
Chapter 19
        I didn’t even need revenge
    I couldn’t help but feel giddy as I brushed my teeth and changed into zaidi prettier looking clothes than my bedtime pajama’s of Hello Kitty. The house was quiet and I was a little bit disappointed, but at least I’d get some time to myself, and I needed that very much. I was also glad I didn’t have to go to school either, not because I’d be embarrassed au anything, but because the dakika I saw Meredith I’d go all Ninja...

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Remember me Ch.31

posted by Problematic129

~Genre: Fiction, mystery and ndoto :)~
Chapter 31
        The worst form of betrayal
    I think I woke up, it still painfully hurt to breathe. But I was still in the woods, au at least inayofuata to it. Witnessing the moment.
    The moment my sister died.
    I hadn’t been able to hold the tears ever since I appeared here, leaving my sister behind, I still couldn’t believe it. I missed my one chance, I remember what she had said, though I didn’t understand most of it, but I do now.
    Now...

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Coming Home: A Sons of Anarchy Fanfic Chapter 2 Part 1

posted by CapShunsuifan13

His eyes fluttered open, and his muscles automatically tensed. For a sekunde he was back in Afghanistan, alone, without his comrades, falling asleep unguarded behind enemy lines. He noticed how his arms were, like they had been holding someone, someone who is no longer there. Gemma.... The thought entered his head like a speeding bullet. The fact that she wasn't there made him think that she had never been, that he wasn't really home, and that he imagined the whole thing. But one look around the room, his eyes adjusting to the moonlight, he could tell he was in the club house. He really was...

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mbwa mwitu Girl: Chapter 13

posted by SweetHoneyBunny

(Fantasy)

I woke with a pounding head and a throbbing shoulder. A bright light was shining in my eyes so I couldn't see anything. “What happened?”
“You were shot.”
“Shot?” I couldn't see anyone. Suddenly, the light snapped off and the room was thrown into shadows. Rubbing my eyes, I saw that I was in some sort of operating room. “Yes, shot. Brett and Dalla brought wewe here, alisema I was the only one that could save wewe so I did the only thing I could.” I was drawing a blank, what was it Dylan could do? An image came into my mind. It was a stack of files, one flashing after another....

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A Wish on The Northern nyota Chapter Three

posted by Dhampires

I shook in fear as I felt him hovering over me it scard me out of skin I could already feel his hits coming. As leaned over me I heard angry load foot steps stomping their way towards us. My eyes were closed tight but snapped open when I heard his out burst.

"Dad! Stop!" He'd alisema firmly.

"This little witch" he stooped down so his mouth was level with my ear. "Was snooping on on our conversation I think I'll..." he chuckled "finish her off in one sweep."

I could feel the cold metal of the kisu against my skin against my vocal cord. God, I wasn't even breathing I didn't didn't bother to think....

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Smith, Ron Smith,Prologue

posted by 1999jacko

4 weeks ago
Ron sat miserably in his apartment watching the new for something interesting, when a beeping noise butted into his little siku dream. He ran over to the meza, jedwali where the phone was placed, he picked it up instantly hitting answer." Hello commander, is my dad back yet?" he alisema hopefully. The commander cleared his throat before answering," Ron I'm really sorry but we just received a message and its not good news... I'm afraid your father is dead and we need wewe to relocate away from Washington today. So pack your stuff and get ready for your escort to take wewe to your new home." All...

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What I Took From It, Chapter Three

posted by flabaloobalah

Genre: Realistic Fiction, Mystery, Drama/Romance

Claire and I unpacked our belongings and put them in our own dressers and waited for lunch to be ready.
After a little while, Leila hollered for us. As Claire and I reached the doorway, we observed the stampede as the six of them pounded down the stairs.
When my little sister and I reached the kitchen, Jeb greeted us and handed us a bowl and silverware. At the head of the table, Leila stood with a ladle and served us plenty of food. I sat inayofuata to Makayla, and Claire sat across from me, inayofuata to Joey.
The meal was spent in almost total silence, save...

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What I Took From It, Chapter Two

posted by flabaloobalah

Once we were all done swarming each other, Leila helped Claire and I through the little herd of cousins, upstairs, to our room. Where usually wewe would take a left and be looking at their bedroom doors and a bathroom, we took a right at the juu of the stairs so we were faced with a room i hadn't seen before. The interior was a pale, almost skin like beige that was cracked and peeling in some spots, especially where our beds were pushed against the wall. Beside each kitanda was a small meza, jedwali with drawers and a lamp. In between us was a large window, creating a distorted patch of light on the scratched...

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Be Normal!...Not. (Chapter One)

posted by hgfan5602

Hi, my name is Jonas. I'm thirteen. I'm...well, not what wewe would consider normal.
I have twenty pairs of X-His from the Converse store inayofuata door, all pink. Okay, okay, see? I'm not normal. And that's not the end of it.
I have thirty T-shirts that say kondoo Wanyonya damu Rock on them. Yeah, I upendo the horror movie "Sheep Vampires." It's filled with kondoo that get tortured and wake up at midnight only to turn into kondoo Wanyonya damu that suck the blood out of their shepherds. It's rated R, but my parents never notice. I bet they don't even know there's a rating system. Lucky for me.
So, this morning, I woke up, when my glass of koki left from an mwaka zamani shimmered. A misty face appeared.
"Jonas...come here to me...or wewe shall suffer the consequences...like your precious ancestors," the woman screamed.
Was it my imagination...or did I get sucked into my glass of Coke?

Jonas's glass of Coke

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A life of survival,prologue

posted by 1999jacko

because I like to have lots of stuff on at once heres a prologue of one of my new stories

The prologue
I ran mbele into nothing things being erased in the path of the other kids behind me, the world is crumbling before my eyes. MY Marafiki that have already died bodies appear on the nothingness in front of me I shove them away from my eyes and jump high over them.Too high I feel the pain shoot up and down my leg searing a hole of pain in my head and then that's all I feel, think and hear..Pain and that's when I know they are right behind me haunting me for all the bad things I've done I just...

What I Took From It, Prologue

posted by flabaloobalah

Genre: Realistic Fiction, Drama/Romance

There was this one summer I spent with my cousins, back when I was fourteen. My little sister, Claire, went to their house with me.
That first day, when we jumped out of the van, we were stunned. The house was this glorious, leaning, peeling, giant nyumbani on a winding dirt road. The paint was a soft baby blue, something that reminded me of rocking farasi and winter nights. Our Auntie Leila stepped onto the rickety porch and waved and smiled. Cautiously, Claire and I waved and smiled back. Uncle Jeb came to give us hugs. We returned the hugs without complaining....

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Girl code:The Pamela Jones Way Ch.8

posted by Problematic129

Chapter 8
    That was not subtle
    “My reports so good! I’ll get at least a D!” I squealed as Beth and I walked towards the school.
    Beth frowned. “A D? Why not aim for B?”
    “Honey the last time I got a B, was when one stung me.” I informed her.
    “You can at least try, bubs, it can’t be that hard.” Beth reasoned as reached the school parking lot.
    “Impossible wewe know I- hujambo look it’s Grey!” I yell when I see him on his motor cycle. “Hi...