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posted by pugglelover2000
The car skidded off and Josie bumped up against something in the trunk,"OW!"She yelled.She heard Rachel and her Marafiki talking.She strained to listen.

"Um,Rachel wewe know we could get in BIG trouble for this,right?"Haley asked."Why,are wewe scared?"Rachel replied,then snorted."Um,no.I just don't want to get in trouble."Haley said."Yeah Rachel,this is,like,kidnapping."Destiny commented."UH!I should have known wewe two would wimp out!"Rachel complained.

Finally,they came to a stop."Come on wewe two and help me with her!"Rachel screamed.Then Josie heard doors slamming shut and gravel crunching...
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posted by halunik
I was just 5 dakika on foot to my dancing class. When I left nyumbani 20 dakika ago, I didn’t expect, I would be raining. But it wasn’t just raining – it was going to be a real storm. It was the middle of July and I was wearing a dress with the short sleeves. The rain was becoming heavier with each dakika while I was walking down the street. Unfortunately there was no duka au bus station close for me to hide from the storm, so when I felt my dress all wet and drops in my hair, I couldn’t do anything but stopping under the tree. The mitaani, mtaa was desert – apart from one car standing in...
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Hannah met Jamie in the summer of 2004.It was Hannah's 21st birthday and she and her Marafiki went to a club.They wanted to dance,but they didn't like the muziki so Hannah went to speak to the DJ."This muziki is awful,",she said."Could wewe play something else?"The DJ looked at her and said,"Don't worry,I have the perfect song for you."

2 dakika later he said:''The inayofuata song is kwa Coldplay.It's called Yellow and it's for a beautiful girl who's dancing over there."Hannah knew that the song was for her because she was wearing a yellow dress.When Hannah and her Marafiki left the club,the DJ was waiting...
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posted by ZekiYuro
If wewe were hiking in the North American Wilderness and wewe saw a kubeba coming slowly towards you,what would wewe do?
a)"I'd talk to it quietly"
b)"I'd walk away slowly"
c)I'd try not to look at it"
d)"I'd make a loud noise"
e)"I'd run"
f)"I'd climb a tree"
g)"I'd pretend to be dead"
h)"I'd spray pepper in its eyes"
i)"I'd try to fight it"

Well,all of these are possible-the best thing to do depends on the mood that the kubeba is in.If it comes towards wewe slowly,experts say wewe should talk to it quietly,walk away as slowly as possible,and don't look the kubeba in the eye.It's possible that it will lose interest....
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posted by hotfudgebrownie
Heys guys, this story is made kwa me (hotfudgebrownie) and llrulez!! :D:D hope wewe like it.

Chapter #1
My life. My life isn’t ordinary. it’s too complicated .it all started when…Wait! I almost forgot. Im eliza steel.everyone knows me as liz.im 16 and very athletic . I know a little bit of karate from a few classes I had taken when I was little.. I have a little sister,Dani,who is just 11 but a little too smart for her age.my best friend stasha is extremely intelligent. She won a national award but forget about that .more important ,my story.but before wewe read any further stop and think....
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posted by ace1317
This is the first story i have ever let anybody read before. Some of my Marafiki have told me it was good and i need to ilitumwa it. so here it is i hope wewe like it........

I was running through a pitch black tunnel, the cold wind whipping through my jacket. Then an evil voice said. “Run u pathetic, worthless, creature run!!!” then the voice would break out in evil laughter. Something grabbed my legs I fell face first on to the cold hard tile. The creature starting snaking up my body forcing the air from my lungs. I woke up screaming. I ran into the bathroom and splashed water on my face....
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posted by Rennerocks
There once was a girl, an angel, name Star, she was loved kwa everyone see met she loved them to.One siku see met a boy,also an Angel named Luke, she fell in upendo when she looked into his deep brown eyes.He also fell in upendo with her. They both were afraid to tell echother how they felt.


Luke wasn't going to give up untell he would finally tell her that he loved her.Star felt the same way.But they still alisema nothing to echother.


The days were going kwa fast,they only felt like years.Star and Luke's feelings became stronger.Luke finally got the nerve to tell nyota how he felt.Star was ready to so...
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posted by breebree446
 1st Person = I, we, me, us, my, mine, our, ours. 2nd Person = you, your, yours. 3rd Person = he, she, it, they, him, her, it, them, his, her, hers, it, their, theirs.
1st Person = I, we, me, us, my, mine, our, ours. 2nd Person = you, your, yours. 3rd Person = he, she, it, they, him, her, it, them, his, her, hers, it, their, theirs.
First Person

First person uandishi is when the characters is speaking directly toward another person(You). wewe use words like "I", "Mine", "We", "Us." The character is telling the story to wewe themselves.

Second Person

Third person is the exact opposite. Instead of the character talking to you, the narrator is talking about the character. Your main words are "You", and "Your."

Third Person

Third person is almost similar to sekunde person. The narrator is talking to you, but instead they use words like "He", "She", "It", and "They." Third person vitabu often have the most detail.

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posted by Bella_Swan3
Taylor sat with her back against the wall, her arms wrapped around her knees, as she relived memories of pain.

The broken glass that littered the floor served as a reminder. Everywhere she looked, she saw a memory, the earliest being when she was barely four.

Dying. Perhaps that is how it feels, filled with the thoughts and reminiscence of the life wewe have lived, and in some cases, wished wewe hadn't.

The slight nine mwaka old sat on the riverbank. There was a boy, about as old as she was sitting inayofuata to her.

"He did it again, didn't he?" the boy asked softly, gently touching a bruise on the...
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posted by VampirePrinsess
I read this and had to pass it on.
my name is sarah
i am three
my eyes are swollen
i cannot see
i must be stupid
i must be bad
what else could have made
my daddy so mad
i wish i were better
i wish i werent ugly
then maybe my mommy
would still wanna hug me
i cant do a wrong
i can't speak at all
or else i locked up
all siku long
when i wake up
im all alone
the house is dark
my folks arent home
when my mommy does come home
i try to be nice
so maybe i'll just get
one wipping tonight
i just heard a car
my daddy is back
from charlie's bar
i heard him curse
my name is called
i press myself
against the wall
i try to hide
from his...
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posted by WritingBookWorm
So, one of my New’s Years Resolutions this mwaka it to write more. So, I decided to make this:

The goal is to write something every day.

Starting on the 31st of January, every siku there is a vague word, idea, object, question, statement au anything. wewe can take it anyway wewe want.

Then each siku wewe should write what it tells wewe too au something inspired kwa it. Whether it be a poem, a small scene, a character description, journal entry, short story au even just one really well crafted sentence.

Even if the prompt confuses you, au wewe have no ideas just write something! It’s a great exercise...
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posted by LadySilverSoul
This is my opinion. It is not meant to offend, au disrespect anyone.

I'm still in my twenties, yet I am tired. I am tired in the deepest marrow of my bones. As I type this, I find myself taking long pauses between sentences. It is like my mind and body knows my intent to use expressive vocabulary, will still fall short of the actual circumstances of which I write.

Many of us, at least on the outside, believe that racism is wrong. Many of us, at least in the face of others, shake our heads at it. I'm not talking about the racism that causes physical pain for others, but the racism that is perpetuated...
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posted by MakoMermaidsH2o
Imagine how cool it could be to be a real life mermaid. Well wewe can be.

All wewe have to do is do the steps right and I hope it works it worked on me im a real mermaid.

What wewe will need:
A cup of water
Salt
A strand of your hair
A bracelet au mkufu for your symbol
Put the salt in a bowl
Then put your hair in the bowl
Dip your symbol and hands in the bowl and chant
Guardian of the sea oh please make me a mermaid and we will see how great of a mermaid I will be and how polite and brave I am oh please make me a bold mermaid I hope wewe do and thank you.
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posted by LunaNotLoony
Anna flicked the T.V from channel to channel, bored: there was nothing worth watching. Sighing, she left the news on and flopped back on the sofa, not really intending to listen.
'The war in Iraq-.'
'Oh no, wewe don't,' Anna muttered, grabbing the remote. Her Dad had joined the army after her Mum had died of an overdose. Anna didn't really blame him, she'd have got out of the house as fast as possible too if she was an adult. The whole house was contaminated with the memories of Mum, of her laugh, of her accident... suicide... whatever it was. Even so, Anna missed Dad like it was painful. She'd...
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posted by tamore
He's looking at me and smiling, obviously oblivious to what’s inside of me.

I smile back but I’m looking at his lips and thinking about how I would pry them apart with my own, only to spit poison down his throat just when he starts to think he’s safe.

My lips would still be on his even as his tongue stopped responding to mine. I would pull away and place my hand on his cheek as if pushing the color out of them, as if the poison is a snake sliding through his veins under my command. I would watch his eyes lock on mine as his body became limp in my arms. I would stare at the paleness and...
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posted by ilu_rayray
 Liyah (me)
Liyah (me)
Aliyah-Me(18)
Alexus(18)
Jasmine(18)
Prince(18)
Roc(18)
Ray(18)

My pov
Wassup im Aliyah but wewe can call me liyah for short. I sing and im a backup dancer for mindless behavior with my two besties Alexus and Jasmine. I feel torn that prod left but ayyee Nobody knows this but i kinda like ray idk what it feels like to like someone bcus my dad always abused me and i never liked boys ever since but the past is gone and im living the life out in L.A.

Alexus pov
Hello im alexus but i perfer u call me lexi. I live with my sister jimmy, hunitumia and bestie liyah in L.A me and my sister been through alot our parents...
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