I skipped home, glad that it was the weekend. Stopping at the mitaani, mtaa corner, I rang the kengele at the baby-sitter's house. The little old lady opened the door and smiled widely at me. "Oh hello dearie! Your sister is such a precious little thing! wewe know, she was asking for wewe all day," she gushed.
My face fell. I felt so guilty for leaving her alone in a day-care all siku long. If I didn't have to go to school, I would spend my every waking moment with little Natalie. "Thank wewe so much, Mrs. Jackson. Where is she now?"
"Oh, she's inside, playing with little Ashton. They're the two most adorable babies I have ever seen!" She invited me inside and bustled over to the kitchen, no doubt preparing a little doggy bag full of cookies.
I stepped into the familiar living room, lace and ribbons covering almost every surface and I saw the juu of Natalie’s head bobbing behind the couch. I smiled when I heard a quiet, high-pitched giggle and I joined her in her little game of hide-and-seek.
"Come out; come out, wherever wewe are!" I called quietly
Natalie jumped out from behind the kitanda and I tried my best to seem shocked.
"Oh my goodness, Natalie! wewe gave me such a fright!" I said, gasping with a hand placed over my heart. "Come here and give your sister a hug!"
She tinkled laugh and ran toward me, smacking a big wet kiss on my cheek.
"We gonna go to Mah-tin today?" she asked me. She loved Martin almost as much as I did and looked up to him with admiration only a two-year-old could manage. Martin and I pretended we were her parents most of the time and Natalie delighted in our game as we pampered her with kisses and sweets.
"Yes we are! And wewe can choose our movie again." I spoke into her soft brown curls.
I picked her up and slung her playfully over my shoulder as Mrs. Jackson waddled back out of the kitchen, carrying a brown paper bag.
"Thank wewe Mrs. Jackson. See wewe on Monday!" I told her as she handed me the paper bag.
"Yes, yes. See wewe on Monday Natalie! Give old Mrs. Jackson a kiss." Natalie obliged happily and smacked another wet one on Mrs. Jackson's face.
I returned nyumbani to the usual putrid smell of stale vomit that had permanently sunk into the fibres of the carpet and unpacked my bag before going upstairs to check on my father. He was lying in a mess of blankets on his bed, the shadow of stubble on his cheeks. He was asleep so I quietly closed the door behind me as I left the room.
Opening the refrigerator, I grabbed a tub of applesauce and a spoon for Natalie. I also put a few kuki, vidakuzi on a plate along with a glass of milk. Balancing these on my arm, I carefully made my way to the jikoni meza, jedwali where Natalie was already sitting expectantly. She dug in and I started to do my homework. Better get it done now so that I don't have to worry about it during the weekend.
As I struggled through a series of maths problems, I felt a shuddering cramp in my abdomen. Oh great. Getting your period on a weekend was the worst form of luck I could think of right now. I sighed and winced my way to the bathroom, popping a painkiller into my mouth as I went.
The first time I had gotten my period; my mother was off doing one of her crazy stunts under the influence of her schizophrenia. I literally thought I was dying until I told Martin about it, who promptly turned bright red in the face and told me I'd better talk to his mother about that. Martin's mother was a lovely woman. She was short and plump with frizzy chokoleti hair and big, dark eyes. My favourite part about her is that she spoke her mind all the time. wewe could never feel awkward around her because of this, and she always had something delicious cooking in the kitchen. Friday nights were the best nights of the whole week because I actually felt wanted. Apart from Natalie, I had no real family connections with anyone.
Finishing my history homework with a flourish of my pen, I got up heavily and Collected Natalie from where she had fallen asleep on the couch. She stirred and moaned in her sleep but she slept on in my arms. I smiled tenderly down at her smooth little face. "Natalie," I alisema quietly, "wakey-wakey. We're going to Martin's, remember?"
She smiled groggily back up at me and wrapped her arms around my neck. I pulled on my long brown trench kanzu, koti and wrapped it around us both to protect us from the chilly night air as I stepped onto the streets of Seattle.
My face fell. I felt so guilty for leaving her alone in a day-care all siku long. If I didn't have to go to school, I would spend my every waking moment with little Natalie. "Thank wewe so much, Mrs. Jackson. Where is she now?"
"Oh, she's inside, playing with little Ashton. They're the two most adorable babies I have ever seen!" She invited me inside and bustled over to the kitchen, no doubt preparing a little doggy bag full of cookies.
I stepped into the familiar living room, lace and ribbons covering almost every surface and I saw the juu of Natalie’s head bobbing behind the couch. I smiled when I heard a quiet, high-pitched giggle and I joined her in her little game of hide-and-seek.
"Come out; come out, wherever wewe are!" I called quietly
Natalie jumped out from behind the kitanda and I tried my best to seem shocked.
"Oh my goodness, Natalie! wewe gave me such a fright!" I said, gasping with a hand placed over my heart. "Come here and give your sister a hug!"
She tinkled laugh and ran toward me, smacking a big wet kiss on my cheek.
"We gonna go to Mah-tin today?" she asked me. She loved Martin almost as much as I did and looked up to him with admiration only a two-year-old could manage. Martin and I pretended we were her parents most of the time and Natalie delighted in our game as we pampered her with kisses and sweets.
"Yes we are! And wewe can choose our movie again." I spoke into her soft brown curls.
I picked her up and slung her playfully over my shoulder as Mrs. Jackson waddled back out of the kitchen, carrying a brown paper bag.
"Thank wewe Mrs. Jackson. See wewe on Monday!" I told her as she handed me the paper bag.
"Yes, yes. See wewe on Monday Natalie! Give old Mrs. Jackson a kiss." Natalie obliged happily and smacked another wet one on Mrs. Jackson's face.
I returned nyumbani to the usual putrid smell of stale vomit that had permanently sunk into the fibres of the carpet and unpacked my bag before going upstairs to check on my father. He was lying in a mess of blankets on his bed, the shadow of stubble on his cheeks. He was asleep so I quietly closed the door behind me as I left the room.
Opening the refrigerator, I grabbed a tub of applesauce and a spoon for Natalie. I also put a few kuki, vidakuzi on a plate along with a glass of milk. Balancing these on my arm, I carefully made my way to the jikoni meza, jedwali where Natalie was already sitting expectantly. She dug in and I started to do my homework. Better get it done now so that I don't have to worry about it during the weekend.
As I struggled through a series of maths problems, I felt a shuddering cramp in my abdomen. Oh great. Getting your period on a weekend was the worst form of luck I could think of right now. I sighed and winced my way to the bathroom, popping a painkiller into my mouth as I went.
The first time I had gotten my period; my mother was off doing one of her crazy stunts under the influence of her schizophrenia. I literally thought I was dying until I told Martin about it, who promptly turned bright red in the face and told me I'd better talk to his mother about that. Martin's mother was a lovely woman. She was short and plump with frizzy chokoleti hair and big, dark eyes. My favourite part about her is that she spoke her mind all the time. wewe could never feel awkward around her because of this, and she always had something delicious cooking in the kitchen. Friday nights were the best nights of the whole week because I actually felt wanted. Apart from Natalie, I had no real family connections with anyone.
Finishing my history homework with a flourish of my pen, I got up heavily and Collected Natalie from where she had fallen asleep on the couch. She stirred and moaned in her sleep but she slept on in my arms. I smiled tenderly down at her smooth little face. "Natalie," I alisema quietly, "wakey-wakey. We're going to Martin's, remember?"
She smiled groggily back up at me and wrapped her arms around my neck. I pulled on my long brown trench kanzu, koti and wrapped it around us both to protect us from the chilly night air as I stepped onto the streets of Seattle.
1.She is very tall
2.She has mahagony red hair.
3.She is very good at remembering the script.
So,overall, I think that Daneel Harris would be the perfect actress playing Heidi and also she represents the characteristics of her character..
I don't think that AnnaLyne McCord Will make a good Heidi Volturi in New Moon.She doesn't represent the characteristics of her character.
So the One mti kilima nyota Daneel Harris will make a perfect Heidi!
I tried to be differnt, and it worked.
All my life I have always blended into the atmosphere and the people around me. I was nothing special. I was ordinary.
My chance to be different and my chance to be free came with a cost... one I was sure I was willing to take.
"Turn away from the past, and follow me." were the words I recieved.
"Do wewe want to be different?" He asked me, and of course what sliped out of my mouth was a simple,
"Yes." But was I going to follow through with what he had in store for me?
Based on the hit series Twilight comes a new romantic twist...
One Way au Another
created kwa Emma
(emruking)
All my life I have always blended into the atmosphere and the people around me. I was nothing special. I was ordinary.
My chance to be different and my chance to be free came with a cost... one I was sure I was willing to take.
"Turn away from the past, and follow me." were the words I recieved.
"Do wewe want to be different?" He asked me, and of course what sliped out of my mouth was a simple,
"Yes." But was I going to follow through with what he had in store for me?
Based on the hit series Twilight comes a new romantic twist...
One Way au Another
created kwa Emma
(emruking)
Good news about New Moon from director Chris Weitz:
I'm very happy to announce that Taylor Lautner will be playing Jacob Black in New Moon and that he's doing so with the enthusiastic support of Summit Entertainment, the producers, and Stephenie Meyer.
The characters in Stephenie's vitabu go through extraordinary changes of circumstance and also appearance; so it is not surprising that there has been speculation about whether the same actor would portray a character who changes in so many surprising ways throughout the series. But it was my first instinct that Taylor was, is, and should be Jacob, and that the vitabu would be best served kwa the actor who is emotionally right for the part. I think that mashabiki of Twilight the book and the movie will be surprised kwa the Jacob Black that Taylor will bring to the screen in New Moon; and I'm looking mbele to working with him and the rest of the cast in realizing the film.
Very Best
Chris Weitz
I'm very happy to announce that Taylor Lautner will be playing Jacob Black in New Moon and that he's doing so with the enthusiastic support of Summit Entertainment, the producers, and Stephenie Meyer.
The characters in Stephenie's vitabu go through extraordinary changes of circumstance and also appearance; so it is not surprising that there has been speculation about whether the same actor would portray a character who changes in so many surprising ways throughout the series. But it was my first instinct that Taylor was, is, and should be Jacob, and that the vitabu would be best served kwa the actor who is emotionally right for the part. I think that mashabiki of Twilight the book and the movie will be surprised kwa the Jacob Black that Taylor will bring to the screen in New Moon; and I'm looking mbele to working with him and the rest of the cast in realizing the film.
Very Best
Chris Weitz