The Plan
I looked in the cracked mirror, Sad and lonley...Well not lonley, I did have my circus preformers(or slaves as I was taught to call them)But most of them thougt I was a freak! I know they woun't dare say that to my face, but I hear them,"I hate her so much,"and,"she is such a freak!"(I hate when pepole call me that!)
What did I do wrong?I gave them everything they needed,and made sure they were perfect.They work three hours a day, how hard is that, I work non-stop.I always try to make sure I'm perfect in every way,but there is always something wrong in my routine.I always try to make Marafiki but end up failing,so I have none, except a baby's handful of slaves liked me, so other than my slaves I had no friends.Here was how I made my friends,I'd invite them after the onyesha and put a spell on them so that they will be hypnotized into being my friend ,the problem is that the spell lasts about an hour,and then they find out,(you can guess what happens next)they call me a freak and leave.
Suddenly I get an idea, a wonderful idea,the best! I summon a worker and look outside to spot my victems-I mean friends.A cute boy with lavender hair, a girl with a short skirt/stockings and a boy with a black and blue sports jacket.The slave came in on stilts looking uneasy,"yes,Angela?" I smiled to ease him, he smiled back seeming relieved,"Please take these VIP tickets and give them to the three over there,"He seemed interested so I said,"I've got a wonderfut plan!" So with that alisema He took the tickets and took the three to the VIP
section."Mission accomplished!"
"Perfect,Thanks!"I smiled even wider!
It was time to start the show. I pit on my black and purple jacket,boots and hat."Ladies and gentlemen,and men who are not so gentle,Wecoming the craziest tent wewe will ever be in,in cluding the craziest person, Angela!" I hopped on my motorcycle and revved it up with pampu it playing in the backround.Off I went going round and round the ring. Then I jumped off (the motor-cycle still spinning around) and caught a bunch of chain-saws (that I could sense cause I'm awesome!)and started them up and juggled them.Them I did something really extreme! Still juggling the chainsaws I leaped onto the motorcycle.The crowed roared! After a few sekunde The wheel of the slave came in, I jumped off and threw the saws at the wheel,one chopping off a piece of his hair,"And now for my inayofuata trick I will need three voulenteers for my inayofuata few tricks. My eyes locked on the three.The spotlight fixed on them,"You three will do just fine!" I could see the smiles on their faces as they entered the ring and I could feel the smile on mine
grow wider. “OK for my inayofuata trick...I will need you,”I pointed to the boy with the lavender hair Jason (I can already tell what there names are) he seemed very tense, but also very excited,“Now what I need wewe to come up here,” As I directed him to the trapeze his face turned white
“It is alright,you are in no harm...as far as I know,”He hesitated very much but he finally got up there. (thank God!) “Jason,you ready?”He stared at me “what?”I asked, “How did wewe know my name?”Uh-Oh! “Um...You told me your name silly!”I ruffled his soft silky hair!”No I didn't!”
“Yes wewe did! Trust me!”I smiled widely. He laughed “Yes I trust the circus freak," I'M NOT A FREAK!I tried to hide the anger! Almost unsuccessful....
“OK ready?”I tried to calm him with the whole trapeze thing.His face was pure white, brighter than my gray complexion, “sigh,don't worry I'm going on with you!” I steadied his nerves, “Oh, I'm good! lets do it!”his face regaining color. We hung on to the swing and lift-off!A slave swung the other ladder, she wasn't on it she just pushed it. I lowered myself until I was hanging onto his ankles I jumped and did a twirl/flip “Jason,jump! I'll catch you!” He actually did what I said, with a flip and I caught him!(yes, it was a surprise!) I did a few zaidi flips. Then I let go hanging on to the end of the net...With Jason still swinging I disabled the net and stood to the side.
“Jason,let go!”
“What? NO!”
“Yes...Do it...Now...you can't stay there forever”
“FINE!”
I could tell kwa his facial expression he was thinking, I gonna die! But he did jump, and I did a back-hand spring,and caught him while doing a back flip...and landed perfectly!
Three slaves held up 10s! “Good Job, Jason,”
“Uh...Th-Th-Thanks,” We walked over to the other two,(whose names were Cierra and Quinton!)
They were smiling, “Nice goin' bro,” I smiled for there closeness. “Alright now for my inayofuata trick
I will need all of you,” I met eyes with one my slaves telling her to bring the metal ball out!
She smiled she was the only slave who like me, who understood me. She was really nice, Jordan Moore, She seemed zaidi of a friend than a slave...but anyway back to my plan!
The metal “Death Ball” came out and everyone was whooping!
Now the plan really begins...
I Summon three slaves (not Jordan)Two of them will ride the motorcycle...Jason, Quinton, Cierra
and the slave are shoved in the “Death ball”two motorcycles came outside and in the ball.
Me and two slaves rode motorcycles, andone slave is put in the center with Quinton. Jason and Cierra were separated in two separate parts of the ball...we revved our engines gearing up...and off we went. Spinning and weaving. After a while I thought I heard something, I looked around.My slave looked uneasy...
He was talking to Quinton...as if he was warning him. He noticed my glare and started panicking and talking faster.I snatched him up, “what did wewe say to him?”I alisema very calmly.He smiled,”I warned him about this place...and you, freak!” I grabbed him kwa the neck, “don't call me that, ever, wewe know I hate that!” then he choked out, “Freak” my eyes turned bloody red, I screamed ready to ngumi, punch him,then I was kicked off my motorcycle kwa the other slave (I think it was his girlfriend) she circled around, and ran over me. I screamed in pure pain...then smiled for no reason I knew...a part of me thought it was the idea of those power-less, untrustworthy humans actually beating me. I saw some people running, aware of what was happening, some stayed thinking it was an act. Everyone was running around in the ball, the door opened and they were starting to run...I quickly recovered and flew(I gots awesome wings!)in front of the door, trapping the three “Alright, now let's play a little circus game....”I snap my fingers and a puff of colorful smoke appeared and disappeared then a wheel appeared and the choices were:Fight, forever friends, freedom, choice. “fight means one of wewe will fight me, forever Marafiki means I will be Marafiki with wewe forever, wewe should know what freedom means, choice means wewe may pick anyone.”I spun the wheel watching it. fight au Marafiki please,I thought...the wheel spun and spun slowing and it stopped on...fight, “Yes” I whispered. “So who will have the honers of getting their punda kicked,” Quinton stepped up, “Oh, we'll see who's punda is getting' kicked after I'm done with you,”
He took out a sword that I had recognized as my own, I looked at the slave I almost punched... “You gave him a sword didn't you”I growled, He smiled. I snapped my fingers and a puff of purple...I never looked at myself while in battle form but when the smoke cleared Quinton stepped back in a defense stance...then I yelled “The battle begins now!”
“Long, Poison”Quinton yelled as the sword grew longer and leaked poison...That was my inayopendelewa weapon, wewe call out a size and an element and it would mold to that order...I made it myself and it was the weapon that caused the most pain to me. We waited to see who would throw the first move.
I leaped only for the sword to hit my eye, I was close enough to land a ngumi, punch on him despite my pain and the blood and poison oozing from my eye. I took a strip of gauze from my pocket and wrapped it around my head, covering only my injured eye, when I looked up I couldn't react to him taking my necklace, without it I would die in two hours... “Give it back...Please”I calmly put my hand out. “No,why should I?”He snapped. “Because I will die in two hours if I don't get it back, that's why!”I fumed. “No, wewe should suffer...trying to trap us here!” I tried to grab it from him but he pointed the poisoned blade at my neck, I tried everything I could then a slave was feeling very cocky (or stupid) and yelled “YOU DESERVE TO DIE, SUPERFREAK!”I froze in disbelief, “What?”I stood stunned “You heard me, mega freak!”He smiled evilly. I looked at Quinton “Do it...Kill me if he really thinks I should die then kill me,”I cried, “I always knew wewe guys thought I was a freak but I did not know wewe wanted me dead” Quinton dropped the sword “I can't kill you”he frowned “Then just keep the necklace” and with that I started running into the woods.
I got to a point where I could not run anymore...I felt bad...not from what just happened but my chest felt tight and I was pale (paler) I started to wheeze...and it didn't get any better...it got worse in fact I kept wheezing and coughing, my fingers turned blue...what was happening? I never had asthma, so how could I have an asthma attack. All the signs. Then I started to cough up blood. and then I fainted. Thud! OW! When I opened my eyes I saw clouds
and I thought I was dead, but then I saw Jason, “Angela! Are wewe OK?”he asked. I couldn't speak well so when I alisema “No, I had an asthma attack,” it came out “Jo, bye aisa ask” I closed my eyes, I felt him lift me up and carry me to the hospital.
My moyo beat must have been slow because as soon as they hooked me up the machine and I heard,“Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...”I was sure I was alive...I could feel the shocks...Zzzap..Then everyone left but one person he was crying, he grabbed my wrist and laid his head on my chest which felt so warm...My moyo started jumping and I heard , “Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep,” really fast. I opened my eyes then Cierra said, “She has no color in her eyes” A doctor then said, “Wait it's coming back” I immediately sat up, looking at Jason,“Thank you, wewe saved my life!”I cried, hugging him, one eye turning deep blue and another turning deep yellow. (My eyes change color to emotion in case wewe haven't noticed)“I can't thank wewe enough!” Jason was confused,“How'd I save you?”He asked.“Your aura is warm...I was in a state of mind where I could hear everything and feel everything but I could not songesha au speak, but your warmth brought me out of that state, so thank you!”
Then I remembered something very important. I tried standing up but everyone was like, “Whoa, were wewe think your goin'?” I take off my bandage and revealed what was now only a black eye. “Fast healer, can I go?”I started to push myway when Quinton got in my way saying , “Hey, girl where wewe goin' so fast?” It was none of his business, but I told him I was "goin" to a party. He immediately smiled,“Can we go? I smiled.Maybe I was going to make Marafiki after all! “Sure!”I cheered. The doctor was not agreeing,“Wait a minute, wewe can't go! wewe got to stay!”I protested,“I think I can check out when ever I want so it's best wewe shut it,”
I got up and walked to the dawati where this lady named Kadora had the sign out sheet ready for me. (I've been here a lot) “thank you,”I grabbed it, signed it,and was ready to go! Cierra and Jason did not say anything so I thought they were OK with it. When we went back out in the snowy cold Cierra asked,“Why do wewe need to go so fast?”
“Because, There's a girl named Juli who has challenged me to imba and she is a total you-know-what,” I looked at their clothes, “Um, I know what party people look like and wewe ain't even close”I commented, I invited them back to my house so they could choose party clothes. When I entered the tent I saw my slaves working...overworking...they looked like they were going to drop dead... “Slaves, stop! Line up!” They did as told, “Thank you, now wewe know our little incident earlier-where is Garret?”They alisema he was hiding, Then Taylor panted,“Excuse me, Angela, I have a question?”
“Yes?” I was always open to maswali “Why do wewe call us slaves?”I paused, hesitating “Um,well I call wewe that because my evil sister alisema that if I don't she will snap my neck every siku for the rest of my life, So will wewe tell me Garret is,Please?” I suddenly looked at the clock: 7:00P.M. “No time,You are done for the siku Dismissed!”
I walked in my room and grabbed four outfits and told them to put them on. I led them to a dressing room when they walked out they look like the dancers from 'How Low' I smiled “perfect” We went to the party...by my black and purple motorcycle...Maybe I was going to finally make Marafiki after all..
I looked in the cracked mirror, Sad and lonley...Well not lonley, I did have my circus preformers(or slaves as I was taught to call them)But most of them thougt I was a freak! I know they woun't dare say that to my face, but I hear them,"I hate her so much,"and,"she is such a freak!"(I hate when pepole call me that!)
What did I do wrong?I gave them everything they needed,and made sure they were perfect.They work three hours a day, how hard is that, I work non-stop.I always try to make sure I'm perfect in every way,but there is always something wrong in my routine.I always try to make Marafiki but end up failing,so I have none, except a baby's handful of slaves liked me, so other than my slaves I had no friends.Here was how I made my friends,I'd invite them after the onyesha and put a spell on them so that they will be hypnotized into being my friend ,the problem is that the spell lasts about an hour,and then they find out,(you can guess what happens next)they call me a freak and leave.
Suddenly I get an idea, a wonderful idea,the best! I summon a worker and look outside to spot my victems-I mean friends.A cute boy with lavender hair, a girl with a short skirt/stockings and a boy with a black and blue sports jacket.The slave came in on stilts looking uneasy,"yes,Angela?" I smiled to ease him, he smiled back seeming relieved,"Please take these VIP tickets and give them to the three over there,"He seemed interested so I said,"I've got a wonderfut plan!" So with that alisema He took the tickets and took the three to the VIP
section."Mission accomplished!"
"Perfect,Thanks!"I smiled even wider!
It was time to start the show. I pit on my black and purple jacket,boots and hat."Ladies and gentlemen,and men who are not so gentle,Wecoming the craziest tent wewe will ever be in,in cluding the craziest person, Angela!" I hopped on my motorcycle and revved it up with pampu it playing in the backround.Off I went going round and round the ring. Then I jumped off (the motor-cycle still spinning around) and caught a bunch of chain-saws (that I could sense cause I'm awesome!)and started them up and juggled them.Them I did something really extreme! Still juggling the chainsaws I leaped onto the motorcycle.The crowed roared! After a few sekunde The wheel of the slave came in, I jumped off and threw the saws at the wheel,one chopping off a piece of his hair,"And now for my inayofuata trick I will need three voulenteers for my inayofuata few tricks. My eyes locked on the three.The spotlight fixed on them,"You three will do just fine!" I could see the smiles on their faces as they entered the ring and I could feel the smile on mine
grow wider. “OK for my inayofuata trick...I will need you,”I pointed to the boy with the lavender hair Jason (I can already tell what there names are) he seemed very tense, but also very excited,“Now what I need wewe to come up here,” As I directed him to the trapeze his face turned white
“It is alright,you are in no harm...as far as I know,”He hesitated very much but he finally got up there. (thank God!) “Jason,you ready?”He stared at me “what?”I asked, “How did wewe know my name?”Uh-Oh! “Um...You told me your name silly!”I ruffled his soft silky hair!”No I didn't!”
“Yes wewe did! Trust me!”I smiled widely. He laughed “Yes I trust the circus freak," I'M NOT A FREAK!I tried to hide the anger! Almost unsuccessful....
“OK ready?”I tried to calm him with the whole trapeze thing.His face was pure white, brighter than my gray complexion, “sigh,don't worry I'm going on with you!” I steadied his nerves, “Oh, I'm good! lets do it!”his face regaining color. We hung on to the swing and lift-off!A slave swung the other ladder, she wasn't on it she just pushed it. I lowered myself until I was hanging onto his ankles I jumped and did a twirl/flip “Jason,jump! I'll catch you!” He actually did what I said, with a flip and I caught him!(yes, it was a surprise!) I did a few zaidi flips. Then I let go hanging on to the end of the net...With Jason still swinging I disabled the net and stood to the side.
“Jason,let go!”
“What? NO!”
“Yes...Do it...Now...you can't stay there forever”
“FINE!”
I could tell kwa his facial expression he was thinking, I gonna die! But he did jump, and I did a back-hand spring,and caught him while doing a back flip...and landed perfectly!
Three slaves held up 10s! “Good Job, Jason,”
“Uh...Th-Th-Thanks,” We walked over to the other two,(whose names were Cierra and Quinton!)
They were smiling, “Nice goin' bro,” I smiled for there closeness. “Alright now for my inayofuata trick
I will need all of you,” I met eyes with one my slaves telling her to bring the metal ball out!
She smiled she was the only slave who like me, who understood me. She was really nice, Jordan Moore, She seemed zaidi of a friend than a slave...but anyway back to my plan!
The metal “Death Ball” came out and everyone was whooping!
Now the plan really begins...
I Summon three slaves (not Jordan)Two of them will ride the motorcycle...Jason, Quinton, Cierra
and the slave are shoved in the “Death ball”two motorcycles came outside and in the ball.
Me and two slaves rode motorcycles, andone slave is put in the center with Quinton. Jason and Cierra were separated in two separate parts of the ball...we revved our engines gearing up...and off we went. Spinning and weaving. After a while I thought I heard something, I looked around.My slave looked uneasy...
He was talking to Quinton...as if he was warning him. He noticed my glare and started panicking and talking faster.I snatched him up, “what did wewe say to him?”I alisema very calmly.He smiled,”I warned him about this place...and you, freak!” I grabbed him kwa the neck, “don't call me that, ever, wewe know I hate that!” then he choked out, “Freak” my eyes turned bloody red, I screamed ready to ngumi, punch him,then I was kicked off my motorcycle kwa the other slave (I think it was his girlfriend) she circled around, and ran over me. I screamed in pure pain...then smiled for no reason I knew...a part of me thought it was the idea of those power-less, untrustworthy humans actually beating me. I saw some people running, aware of what was happening, some stayed thinking it was an act. Everyone was running around in the ball, the door opened and they were starting to run...I quickly recovered and flew(I gots awesome wings!)in front of the door, trapping the three “Alright, now let's play a little circus game....”I snap my fingers and a puff of colorful smoke appeared and disappeared then a wheel appeared and the choices were:Fight, forever friends, freedom, choice. “fight means one of wewe will fight me, forever Marafiki means I will be Marafiki with wewe forever, wewe should know what freedom means, choice means wewe may pick anyone.”I spun the wheel watching it. fight au Marafiki please,I thought...the wheel spun and spun slowing and it stopped on...fight, “Yes” I whispered. “So who will have the honers of getting their punda kicked,” Quinton stepped up, “Oh, we'll see who's punda is getting' kicked after I'm done with you,”
He took out a sword that I had recognized as my own, I looked at the slave I almost punched... “You gave him a sword didn't you”I growled, He smiled. I snapped my fingers and a puff of purple...I never looked at myself while in battle form but when the smoke cleared Quinton stepped back in a defense stance...then I yelled “The battle begins now!”
“Long, Poison”Quinton yelled as the sword grew longer and leaked poison...That was my inayopendelewa weapon, wewe call out a size and an element and it would mold to that order...I made it myself and it was the weapon that caused the most pain to me. We waited to see who would throw the first move.
I leaped only for the sword to hit my eye, I was close enough to land a ngumi, punch on him despite my pain and the blood and poison oozing from my eye. I took a strip of gauze from my pocket and wrapped it around my head, covering only my injured eye, when I looked up I couldn't react to him taking my necklace, without it I would die in two hours... “Give it back...Please”I calmly put my hand out. “No,why should I?”He snapped. “Because I will die in two hours if I don't get it back, that's why!”I fumed. “No, wewe should suffer...trying to trap us here!” I tried to grab it from him but he pointed the poisoned blade at my neck, I tried everything I could then a slave was feeling very cocky (or stupid) and yelled “YOU DESERVE TO DIE, SUPERFREAK!”I froze in disbelief, “What?”I stood stunned “You heard me, mega freak!”He smiled evilly. I looked at Quinton “Do it...Kill me if he really thinks I should die then kill me,”I cried, “I always knew wewe guys thought I was a freak but I did not know wewe wanted me dead” Quinton dropped the sword “I can't kill you”he frowned “Then just keep the necklace” and with that I started running into the woods.
I got to a point where I could not run anymore...I felt bad...not from what just happened but my chest felt tight and I was pale (paler) I started to wheeze...and it didn't get any better...it got worse in fact I kept wheezing and coughing, my fingers turned blue...what was happening? I never had asthma, so how could I have an asthma attack. All the signs. Then I started to cough up blood. and then I fainted. Thud! OW! When I opened my eyes I saw clouds
and I thought I was dead, but then I saw Jason, “Angela! Are wewe OK?”he asked. I couldn't speak well so when I alisema “No, I had an asthma attack,” it came out “Jo, bye aisa ask” I closed my eyes, I felt him lift me up and carry me to the hospital.
My moyo beat must have been slow because as soon as they hooked me up the machine and I heard,“Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...”I was sure I was alive...I could feel the shocks...Zzzap..Then everyone left but one person he was crying, he grabbed my wrist and laid his head on my chest which felt so warm...My moyo started jumping and I heard , “Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep,” really fast. I opened my eyes then Cierra said, “She has no color in her eyes” A doctor then said, “Wait it's coming back” I immediately sat up, looking at Jason,“Thank you, wewe saved my life!”I cried, hugging him, one eye turning deep blue and another turning deep yellow. (My eyes change color to emotion in case wewe haven't noticed)“I can't thank wewe enough!” Jason was confused,“How'd I save you?”He asked.“Your aura is warm...I was in a state of mind where I could hear everything and feel everything but I could not songesha au speak, but your warmth brought me out of that state, so thank you!”
Then I remembered something very important. I tried standing up but everyone was like, “Whoa, were wewe think your goin'?” I take off my bandage and revealed what was now only a black eye. “Fast healer, can I go?”I started to push myway when Quinton got in my way saying , “Hey, girl where wewe goin' so fast?” It was none of his business, but I told him I was "goin" to a party. He immediately smiled,“Can we go? I smiled.Maybe I was going to make Marafiki after all! “Sure!”I cheered. The doctor was not agreeing,“Wait a minute, wewe can't go! wewe got to stay!”I protested,“I think I can check out when ever I want so it's best wewe shut it,”
I got up and walked to the dawati where this lady named Kadora had the sign out sheet ready for me. (I've been here a lot) “thank you,”I grabbed it, signed it,and was ready to go! Cierra and Jason did not say anything so I thought they were OK with it. When we went back out in the snowy cold Cierra asked,“Why do wewe need to go so fast?”
“Because, There's a girl named Juli who has challenged me to imba and she is a total you-know-what,” I looked at their clothes, “Um, I know what party people look like and wewe ain't even close”I commented, I invited them back to my house so they could choose party clothes. When I entered the tent I saw my slaves working...overworking...they looked like they were going to drop dead... “Slaves, stop! Line up!” They did as told, “Thank you, now wewe know our little incident earlier-where is Garret?”They alisema he was hiding, Then Taylor panted,“Excuse me, Angela, I have a question?”
“Yes?” I was always open to maswali “Why do wewe call us slaves?”I paused, hesitating “Um,well I call wewe that because my evil sister alisema that if I don't she will snap my neck every siku for the rest of my life, So will wewe tell me Garret is,Please?” I suddenly looked at the clock: 7:00P.M. “No time,You are done for the siku Dismissed!”
I walked in my room and grabbed four outfits and told them to put them on. I led them to a dressing room when they walked out they look like the dancers from 'How Low' I smiled “perfect” We went to the party...by my black and purple motorcycle...Maybe I was going to finally make Marafiki after all..
Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
au I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told kwa hidden scars
Unable to onyesha themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
au I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told kwa hidden scars
Unable to onyesha themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
The Writer Behind the Words
Memories,
Confusion,
So many thoughts,
The end is near,
The darkness coming,
Now its here,
The onyesha is over,
The lights are off,
We now say goodnight,
Goodbye,
As we begin 2 open the new chapter
It hurts at first,
Will the changes be extreme?
Please, just tell me,
This was only a dream,
I want to go back,
To relive this again,
This high point in life,
It can't end.
The stage lights dimmed,
The leaving spoke,
With happy faces on,
But tears in their eyes,
This onyesha is over,
Now go home.
Confusion,
So many thoughts,
The end is near,
The darkness coming,
Now its here,
The onyesha is over,
The lights are off,
We now say goodnight,
Goodbye,
As we begin 2 open the new chapter
It hurts at first,
Will the changes be extreme?
Please, just tell me,
This was only a dream,
I want to go back,
To relive this again,
This high point in life,
It can't end.
The stage lights dimmed,
The leaving spoke,
With happy faces on,
But tears in their eyes,
This onyesha is over,
Now go home.
She fell to the floor and wept, and the jar shook
The siku ended on a cold note for the cold night
He had her moyo sealed in a jar, fragile and trapped
Until he had his moment and let go
With little strength, she had saved it and ran
She had ran until the darkness was unbearable,
As she wept, the jar shivered in her arms
Her dark blue eyes were drenched
And her mind was a dark, narrow corridor.
Her heat prolonged in entrapment,
Torturing her unknowingly with each eternity-like moment.
Finally, she ceased her overwhelming emotions,
Now silent and pondering
Distracted, the jar fell, and shattered at her feet
He’s gone. He’s gone! The words danced in her mind.
Her moyo was free, and she was free
She got to her feet, no longer stumbling
And the shattered jar crunched under her feet
There was no zaidi pain.
~~~~~~~~
...Yeah, I know it kinda sucks. Like I said, first attempt. :/
The siku ended on a cold note for the cold night
He had her moyo sealed in a jar, fragile and trapped
Until he had his moment and let go
With little strength, she had saved it and ran
She had ran until the darkness was unbearable,
As she wept, the jar shivered in her arms
Her dark blue eyes were drenched
And her mind was a dark, narrow corridor.
Her heat prolonged in entrapment,
Torturing her unknowingly with each eternity-like moment.
Finally, she ceased her overwhelming emotions,
Now silent and pondering
Distracted, the jar fell, and shattered at her feet
He’s gone. He’s gone! The words danced in her mind.
Her moyo was free, and she was free
She got to her feet, no longer stumbling
And the shattered jar crunched under her feet
There was no zaidi pain.
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...Yeah, I know it kinda sucks. Like I said, first attempt. :/
Ok, so I just want to write a little summary to my story that I want to write called A Place of Our Own I'm basically uandishi this to see if people will like it, and if they do, I'll write more. :)
So anyways, it's about a Hollie, 17 mwaka old girl who has an alcoholic mother and a step father who abuses her as well as her 12 mwaka old sister, Amy. Hollie's been in a 3 mwaka on/off relationship with a heroin addicted boyfriend, Danny. When a close call puts Danny in the hospital, he promises Hollie that he'll quit and they'll find a better life. This causes Hollie to realize that she needs to leave nyumbani and find help herself.
So yeah, if wewe liked this, please maoni and there WILL be more. Thanks. :)
So anyways, it's about a Hollie, 17 mwaka old girl who has an alcoholic mother and a step father who abuses her as well as her 12 mwaka old sister, Amy. Hollie's been in a 3 mwaka on/off relationship with a heroin addicted boyfriend, Danny. When a close call puts Danny in the hospital, he promises Hollie that he'll quit and they'll find a better life. This causes Hollie to realize that she needs to leave nyumbani and find help herself.
So yeah, if wewe liked this, please maoni and there WILL be more. Thanks. :)
