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posted by Vampiyaa
"Hey, aren't wewe supposed to be in bed?" Toyo asked, when he spotted Aiko lying down on the kitanda kusoma one of May's magazines. Aiko didn't respond. It took a few sekunde for Toyo to figure out she was sleeping.
"Silly," Toyo laughed, kneeling beside her. "You'd better wake up before the monitor finds out wewe didn't onyesha up at your dorm." He attempted to prod her awake and then gasped as his entire body went numb. Something dark inside him stirred, and he widened his eyes and locked them on Aiko's neck. Unconciously, he reached out his hand and slid it onto Aiko's neck. The monster inside him fidgeted with pleasure as he savoured the warmth of her skin, the feeling of her pulse against his hand, the sensation of the blood rushing through her veins... Toyo gasped and yanked his hand back as he suddenly became aware of what he was doing. He bit his hand, causing blood to spill over his wrist.
"Not her..." he mumbled. But then he realized something was wrong. Toyo turned around again and placed his hand on her forehead. She was way too warm.
"Oh, god..." he whispered. "MAY, GET THE THERMOMETER, NOW!"

Aiko woke in a strange room, not a room she recognized. Her face was warm and her body was cold. Shivering, Aiko shoved the silk covers off of her and then suddenly heard hushed voices coming from a door to her right that stood hanging slightly ajar. She slid off the kitanda and peered through the crack in the door. The first thing she saw was Toyo kneeling on the floor, gasping and coughing and clutching his throat as if he were attempting to choke himself. May was standing over him with a cold expression on her face.
"See what you're putting yourself through?" she alisema in annoyance. "If you'll just let me—"
"No," alisema Toyo; his voice was hoarse and choked. It was clearly hard for him to speak between coughs.
What's wrong with Toyo? Aiko thought desperately. She contemplated about jumping into the room to help him, but before she could so much as songesha May slapped him across the face. Toyo tumbled to the ground, still panting.
"You see?" May alisema coldly. "If wewe weren't killing yourself, wewe wouldn't even have moved when i did that." She knelt down beside him and steadied him.
"Your body is eating itself alive," she whispered. "From the inside out. wewe need human bl—"
"NO!" Toyo shouted, his head falling onto May's shoulder. "I won't ever... ever harm... a human..."
"Then at least replenish from me!"
"But... your blood... I can't even digest it anymore!" Toyo coughed.
"Try one zaidi time," May insisted. Toyo, gulping for breath, lifted his head up weakly. Aiko's eyes widened as the light from the moon illuminated Toyo's actions. He brushed back May's hair with a shaking hand and, to Aiko's completely astonishment, pressed his lips to May's throat. His eyes flashed red and his tortured expression was replaced with something dark... something evil...
With a loud slicing noise, Toyo's fangs slid down to his lips. He opened his mouth wide and bit down, hard, on May's throat. Aiko watched in horror as blood spilled over Toyo's face. He took out his fangs from May's neck and emotionlessly licked the blood off of her neck.
Toyo is... a vampire? Aiko thought in horror. When Toyo, no longer coughing, walked into the room, he found an empty kitanda and the window open.

End of excerpt. I really do suck, don't I? |:D
posted by teamphantom
I’ll never forget the siku I had encountered a ghosts with my best friends. And I will be happy to share that story with you.
It was August 20th exactly one week before the start of middle school. My best friend Alex and I sat outside on the curb and ate our half melted strawberry ice cream on a cone. It must’ve been 95 degrees outside because we could feel our sweet dripping off our faces. We didn’t say much because the calefaction made us not want to be social. We sat there in silence and licked our ice cream.
“What do wewe think middle school will be like, Collin?” Alex broke the...
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added by harold
Source: Brigham Young chuo kikuu, chuo kikuu cha
posted by RainSoul
What do wewe do when the gray waves roll over your head, and your body is too weak to swim ashore. Do wewe panic and scream and try anyway to break the surface of the water? Do wewe silently cry and pray and tell your loved ones wewe upendo them one zaidi time. au because wewe know it's futile to fight submit to the lulling cold darkness kissing at your eyelids? Do wewe let the salty seawater drain into your lungs and choke to death's waiting arms?

Or do wewe float to the surface and wait for the storm to pass and sunlight to pierce your shivering mass of a body?.. wewe choose wisely.. wewe wake up in a...
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posted by xoxpoisonxox
This is a Monolouge I wrote a little while zamani for drama class. We had to write a dramatic one. So this monologue is about a girl who is talking to her therapist about a hivi karibuni event with her friend.

Tell me what wewe think!

My mother says wewe can help me - Help me make sense of it. I don't beilive in therapists - But I guess ill .....0give it a try..

You know, Some say suicide is the most selfish act one person can make.. I used to think this too. But now it doesn't make sense to me how the most selfless, kind , person I know - knew- could be labled as selfish..

How long have I known her? Well...
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Here are the definitions of the words.Read and guess what they are before kusoma the right majibu I write below.

1.It's a person who works in a restaurant,takes the chakula from the jikoni to the tables.
2.It's a place where wewe go when wewe want to buy something.It's a very big duka where wewe can buy anything.
3.It's a thing which wewe use to talk.It's a kind of machine,it's very small and nearly everybody has one nowadays.
4.It's an adjective.It's the opposite of fat,but means thin and acttractive.
5.It's an adjective again.It's how wewe feel when wewe have a lot of things to do but wewe don't have...
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posted by breebree446
 To think, most of my character names come from a thrift store baby book!
To think, most of my character names come from a thrift store baby book!
Baby Name Books!

My #1 resource is the baby name book I bought from a thrift store. It's a lifesaver! Not only does it have over 5,000 names but origins, boy and girl names, and alternate spelling. But, if wewe can't get a hold of a baby name book there's always...

Name Websites!

Just as good and pretty much the same thing. They have access to millions of names online! One website I find really useful;

link
link - Thanks ellie_bellie135^^

Symbolic Names!

Often, writers give thier characters a name that has a certain meaning. For instance, one of my characters is named Roni. Which is short for Veronica....
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Rated PG 13.

Chapter 1

I woke up that morning, not even wanting to get out of bed. I was so tired and I had a major hangover from last night's party. I looked down. I was really relieved that I still had my clothes on. I didn't want a repeat of last time. Brianna still isn't over me. She's freaking stalking me right now.

After my head stop spinning which was about twenty dakika later, I got out of bed. God I was a mess. Stupid Ken with a party on a school night. I looked at the clock beside the meza, jedwali and it read "8:30". I really didn't care if I was late. My record could take one zaidi late.

I...
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Yeah My friend is uandishi something to and its kinda bout the same thing but way different at the ame time.She has it up and sone1 alisema that it was like Twilight. Well wewe can say mine is 2 but i starte driting it when i was 9. That was 2000. So enjoy.

Chapter One Truth
My mom drove me to Taylor’s house but no one was home. I really wasn’t surprised. Taylor hadn’t been nyumbani every time I came. “You can come back later. I have somewhere I have to be, “my mom said. I knew I had to work hard to keep the disappointment off my face. Before Taylor started hanging out with Sam we were attached...
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posted by Spotty_Vision21
I shouldn’t have shot the dog. I definitely shouldn’t have shot the dog. Even if he did chew upon my prized drumsticks, and feast upon my freshly-baked brownies. The little white-and-brown terror, Mickey, belonged to my neighbor. My neighbor, an 87-year-old chain-smoker named Mary, rarely left the confines of her living room. She sat, siku in and siku out, as her precious mutts wreaked havoc about the neighborhood.
You can see it! My house, the little beasts have chewed upon everything their gnashing, tiny, sharp little teeth could find. I did my best to keep them out, but the little bastards...
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posted by fanfangirlfan
As I try to think of something, anything to say to him now, I recall the first time I saw Sam outside of school.
It was about a mwaka ago. Tyler was at my house playing with Jen. It was late and they both needed to be put to bed. Their tiredness only resulted in them fighting. I eventually put them on time-outs until Tyler’s uncle showed up. au I thought it would be his uncle. It turned out to be Sam. I opened the door when he knocked and was a little thrown to see him. I recognized him from school, but only as the quiet boy I’d never talked to. His hair was wet as if he’d just showered...
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posted by Hades332
SURGE

Surge, a moderately tall teenager wearing an open red shirt, stood in the middle of what was once New York’s Time Square. At first, second, and possibly even third glance Surge did not look like the kind wewe would want to have a conversation with. He had a strange looking tattoo that adorned his chest like a necklace. His muscles were toned, and his hair was an unkempt blonde. None of this was what would have frightened someone though. What frightened people were the claws strapped to his wrists. They came to sharp, slightly curved, points that dripped with blood.
Surge stood now amongst...
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posted by StarsGoBlue
Coach 
 
Chapter 1: From a meza, jedwali Away

Kids, wewe know your Uncle Barney; Scotch, money and women. Those three words pretty much summed up his life. He couldn't ask for a better life. Little did he know, he was about to get a rude awakening. wewe see, he had grown accustomed to this cycle, a carousel, if wewe will. It spun round and round until his life was completely changed by..."The Coach".



An unforgiving canopy of  charcoal  clouds hung above New York. They seemed detrimental; yearning to release their stockhold of transparent liquid. Rain. That's all it had done for the past week, rain. It...
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posted by DxCFan123
"Loser!"
"Bitch!"
"Stupid!"

The 5 girls just kept on yelling insults at Miku.

"Go die in a hole!"
"Ugly whore!"
"Idiot!"

The green-haired girl just stood there, head in her hands, listening to their insults.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!!" she yelled at them, and dropped to her knees, sobbing.

"We'll shut up when wewe stop being an ugly whore!" the head of the clique, named Lily, yelled back. She laughed and high-fived the girls behind her, knowing she was successful in torturing Miku with words. "Gimme the baseball bat Len has, Luka!" Lily alisema to the pink-haired girl that was uncontrollably laughing....
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posted by Kachetes
Rain pour hard outside the sound made me want to stay in kitanda hmmm I turn to my side and moan
“mom,daaaaaad”my eye start to water my body gave a little shake as if I was cold when I was pretty sweaty with my four blankets on me
“what ?”dad yelled mom turned on the light she rushed to put her hand on my cheek
“whats wrong?"her tone was tired I almost felt bad for waking her up but
“mom I feel sick”my voice sounded just right weak and paimed
“hmmm”after an saa of nonstop maswali and uigizaji on my part mom let me in peace
“we`ll be at work while jr. is going to be at school and...
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Unexpectedly Jada Larkson found herself on the floor sprawled out like someone who just got shot. She tiredly looked around and sighed. She moved to the side and got up.
she then walked over to her dresser and took out her messy pigtails, then her hair was worse, It stuck out in all directions. She grabbed a brush and moved it through her
silky black curls. She tiredly grabbed her classes and stuck them on her pale freckled face. Then she opened her draw and grabed something random. once she was dressed she
noticed the time 7:55 AM...She slept through the first hour-AGIAN
She quickly put toghter...
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I remember the siku of September “Mommy Daddy” when my mom and dad and I were walking in a pitch-black dark hallway. I heard screams, crying, shouts my Mom told me there are things in this world we wont understand. She was right I had no clue what was going on here only god did.

My Dad took off his locket that my Mom gave to him he placed it around my neck and let go I felt the cold golden chain around my neck I looked down. At the golden and silver locket I gently held the locket in my hand I pressed a button and it opened up. There I saw a picture of my Mom on the left side and a picture...
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Looking around the dark, inviting room, thinking of life. It’s funny how wewe get thrown into things. The room wewe are in, for whatever reason. The things around you. wewe must’ve came to like them in some way, how though? Did it capture interest? Is it something a friend has gave you?
    How did I get to this point? Feeling fiction from kusoma au uandishi is life, instead of my own. Wanting to be cast as characters in stories, but not my own life. Anxiety grows to be zaidi like fictitious characters. I don’t understand my own life these days. All jumbled up, and disconnecting....
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posted by Buddy8fnj
I looked at my watch, two hours left. The whispers in my head gradually getting louder...I had to get there, I had to try. I walked mbele into the shack and was immediatly terrified, written in blood all over the walls was "Time's almost up" over and over again, the whispers in my head starting to get louder, and there was a soft humming sound behind it all. I screamed out in confusion, overwhelmed. Then one whisper in my head was finally distinctable, it whispered "don't even try, fool" I tried to ignore it, and looked around the shack for some way, any way to get to get rid of my burden....
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posted by I_DONT-KNOW
So this is part 2 i hope wewe enjoy!


Alexis sat on the nyasi chewing happily on her sandwich, listening to the chatter that was going on around her. Elyon was kneeling not far from her laughing at one of Astrids crude jokes (again), Lily was talking to Rose about some boy in the class above them.Alexis's mind wandered to the time when she was able to talk to the girls and have fun. Like a normall teenager. She closed her eyes, breifly, letting the memories of her past overflow.

A group od girls sat on a large bed, in a large room. Laughing and gossiping. Alexis was there laughing too.The image...
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posted by mona_me
what a stupid! love! love! love! "i upendo love" "everybody needs to be a lover" "true love" all those stupid words! "bla bla bla"
upendo is a legend, there's nothing u can call it "love" , wewe can't even define it. wewe know why? because it isn't there! that's why wewe can't say i am in upendo and say the same word after two years au two days.
wewe see, if it worked with your lover, wewe 'll say wewe loved each other, and if it didn't work, you'll say it wasn't love!!!
wewe are all stupid, lovers!
wewe aren't even "lovers"
because "lovers" is a word from "love" and love's a legend.
when i heard this once when i was young, i didn't believe it.
but know i believe it's the truth, and there's nothing else truth.
wewe may not believe me now, but wewe will, in few years in your life.
upendo is a legend.