Incase wewe didn't know, is is my new account because I couldn't for some reason log int my other one.
Chapter two.
When the school orodha pointed out that Alex couldn't go back to school shopping with her mom, she was upset. It was sort of a tradition that she and her mom go school shopping every year, and this was the first mwaka that they didn't. The orodha alisema specifically "girls who have mugle parent/s are prohibited to bring there them school shopping, as they will not be able to see anything, much less the enterance.". When the letter alisema that, Alex quickly figured that she was not going to, like, a Target au something for supplies.
The letter alisema to go to the back ukuta behind the Stapels on the corner of Maine mitaani, mtaa and 7th street. All the bricks are gray, exept for one red brick on the very bottom row. Take that brick out, and put it in a empty hole three up and two over. Tap very other brick around it, and stand back. Two doors should open inward to Malaina ally.
Alex drummed her fingers nervously against her body bag as her mom pulled into the Stapels parcking lot. She had the school supplies list, her wallet, her phone, a note pad, and a pen all stuffed into her small panya Pack- a francise like upendo Culter, only Ittalian- over the shoulder bag. Her chokoleti brown hair with natural red highlights was pulled up into a high, neat ponytail, and she was wearing an machungwa, chungwa tank top, white short-shorts, light blue converse, and her white and blue sunglasses rested on juu of her head.
Alexs mom parcked the car and turned around. She smiled warmly at Alex and said, " Well, here we are." Alex looked out the window and sighed.
"Yeah, I suppose." She opened the door and stuck one foot out.
"Im proud of you." Her mom blurted. But she did look proud. Her daughter was a witch! And probably a good one too! How could she not be proud?
Alex blinked, then smiled. " Thanks mom.". She got out of the car. "I'll call wewe when Im ready to leave. upendo you." with that she slammed the door and waked towards the store.
At first glance, wewe would probably see a mom dropping her daughter of to go buy school supplies. But if wewe looked again, wewe would see the girl slip around behind the store and start looking for a red brick.
Alex placed the red brick in the named spot, and taped very other brick around it. Suddenly, the red brick sunk deeper into the wall, as if pulled kwa an invisible force. Then the ukuta itself slowly swung inwards reaveling a beautiful ally. It was about the width of three car lanes, with side walks lined with small trees and benches. People who comfortably crowded the ally didn't give a sekunde glance to Alex, who stood there awe struck. Finally she remembered to step mbele and go school shopping.
Finally Alex came to a store called 'Olives magic accessories and necessities'. It had a large window on the doors left, and it showed things like several sizes of caldrons, different bottles of potions, ect. When Alex entered, she was surprised to see that it was actually two stories tall instead of just one. Shelves lined the walls and were lined in neat isles across the floor. Alex looked at the first thing on the list, grabbed a basket, and set to work.
Feather quills.
There was two whole shelfs detecated to rows of feather quills. Each quill was floating an inch above the actual shelf, and they were lined in neat rows according to color and pattern. Each feather was 25 cents, the same as a pacge of pencils. Some were long and slim, some were eagle feathers, some were hawk feathers, some were goose, bata bukini feathers, some were jogoo au raven feathers, ect. Alex decided on three swan feathers that were ten inches long, pure white except for three inches of black on the very end, one seven inch long raven feather, and a eight inch long eagle feather.
'Okay, feather quills, check! Now what's next......leather notebooks? Ummmmm, okay, sure.' Alex placed the fear hers in the basket and looked around for leather notebooks. She found them lined up neatly on a shelf. They were old fashioned, with lined paper invisibly glued in to brown leather covers. Some were old and faded, some were new looking and shiny, some had straps to properly close them, some had little paper slots in the front to put your name in and class. Alex ended up buying five new-looking notebooks with straps and slots.
Seven ink bottles, two test bottles, one bronze collapsible telescope,one miniature pewter caldron, one small scale,and three sets of potion ingredients later, Alex left the store, carrying two large blue-green bags in the crook of one arm and the orodha in the other hand. She looked around the mitaani, mtaa and took a deep breath, glad to be out of that store that seemed to get smaller with the zaidi stuff wewe got. She glanced down at the last thing she needed. An animal for spells class. Either a toad, cat, au owl.
'Do I want a cat? au do I want an owl? Cat au owl, cat au owl?' Alex mentally debated as she walked down the mitaani, mtaa for an animal store. She liked Cats better, but if she ever needed to send someone a message, she would need an owl. Finally, after five dakika of mental debating, she decided on a cat. 'If I need to send someone a message, I'll use one of the schools owls.'. When she walked into the store, Alex had to pause for a moment to let her eyes get used to the darkness. When she did, she saw, cages lined up in neat rows on the floor. The cages were like large dhahabu canary cages, but were square. Some had owls, some had bats, some even had different sized and colored gecko's! Near the back wall, there was a closed off section surrounded kwa a four foot tall safety fence. Inside were all there cats. Some were still suckling, were as some were as old as Alex, in cat years anyway. The orodha did say get an animal that's not just out of need of there mother, but not an old one. So...... In-between. But what age is in-between?
"Hello there young miss." A tall, frail man came up to her. He had balding brown hair, green eyes, and looked to be about fifty-something. "Seems wewe have a liking to our Cats here."
"Yeah, but my school orodha says not to young, not to old, in-between. What age is in-between?" Alex showed him her orodha and he nodded like he got this swali a lot.
"Well, I would say it's about six months to three years. Depends on what level your starting at. For a beginner, I recommend six months to two years." and then he turned around to help some old pudgy lady with how much a gecko was. She bit her lip and stared at the cats. Each one had a collar, alama on, and a little tag saying there gender, breed,age and price. Alex picked up a large white fluffy one. He was a little two expensive for her, so she put him back down. Then on other one caught her eye. He was lithe and all black, except for his front left paw was white. He looked pretty young and healthy. Alex picked him up and examined his collar. She skipped the breed since she really didn't care, but she liked the age and price, so she hoped she liked the cat. She turned him so he faced her, and stared him in the eye. He looked back sort of lazily, but attentive. Alex like this cat. She turned and was about to take a step to the check out when the man she talked to appeared in front of her.
"Like him, huh? Good choice. He's calm and quiet, but he likes to play once in a while and he's very friendly." He nodded.
"Um, yeah, I'll take him." Alex handed him the cat. He nodded, took the cat, and waltzed over to the counter. He fidgeted with something, but when he turned around the cat was in a small, gold, square cage. Alex paid and left the shop.
Once she was out and adjusted to the light, Alex realized that she didn't know how to get back. The orodha only alisema how to get here, not how to get back. She walked to the place were she first came in, and found a large brick ukuta with one red brick in the center. Relief flooded through her, and Alex tapped every other brick, stepping back as the door swung open. As soon as she was outside, she put down the bags and dialed her moms number.
Thanks!!!! Hope wewe like it because it took me forever to write!!!!!!!! ;)
Chapter two.
When the school orodha pointed out that Alex couldn't go back to school shopping with her mom, she was upset. It was sort of a tradition that she and her mom go school shopping every year, and this was the first mwaka that they didn't. The orodha alisema specifically "girls who have mugle parent/s are prohibited to bring there them school shopping, as they will not be able to see anything, much less the enterance.". When the letter alisema that, Alex quickly figured that she was not going to, like, a Target au something for supplies.
The letter alisema to go to the back ukuta behind the Stapels on the corner of Maine mitaani, mtaa and 7th street. All the bricks are gray, exept for one red brick on the very bottom row. Take that brick out, and put it in a empty hole three up and two over. Tap very other brick around it, and stand back. Two doors should open inward to Malaina ally.
Alex drummed her fingers nervously against her body bag as her mom pulled into the Stapels parcking lot. She had the school supplies list, her wallet, her phone, a note pad, and a pen all stuffed into her small panya Pack- a francise like upendo Culter, only Ittalian- over the shoulder bag. Her chokoleti brown hair with natural red highlights was pulled up into a high, neat ponytail, and she was wearing an machungwa, chungwa tank top, white short-shorts, light blue converse, and her white and blue sunglasses rested on juu of her head.
Alexs mom parcked the car and turned around. She smiled warmly at Alex and said, " Well, here we are." Alex looked out the window and sighed.
"Yeah, I suppose." She opened the door and stuck one foot out.
"Im proud of you." Her mom blurted. But she did look proud. Her daughter was a witch! And probably a good one too! How could she not be proud?
Alex blinked, then smiled. " Thanks mom.". She got out of the car. "I'll call wewe when Im ready to leave. upendo you." with that she slammed the door and waked towards the store.
At first glance, wewe would probably see a mom dropping her daughter of to go buy school supplies. But if wewe looked again, wewe would see the girl slip around behind the store and start looking for a red brick.
Alex placed the red brick in the named spot, and taped very other brick around it. Suddenly, the red brick sunk deeper into the wall, as if pulled kwa an invisible force. Then the ukuta itself slowly swung inwards reaveling a beautiful ally. It was about the width of three car lanes, with side walks lined with small trees and benches. People who comfortably crowded the ally didn't give a sekunde glance to Alex, who stood there awe struck. Finally she remembered to step mbele and go school shopping.
Finally Alex came to a store called 'Olives magic accessories and necessities'. It had a large window on the doors left, and it showed things like several sizes of caldrons, different bottles of potions, ect. When Alex entered, she was surprised to see that it was actually two stories tall instead of just one. Shelves lined the walls and were lined in neat isles across the floor. Alex looked at the first thing on the list, grabbed a basket, and set to work.
Feather quills.
There was two whole shelfs detecated to rows of feather quills. Each quill was floating an inch above the actual shelf, and they were lined in neat rows according to color and pattern. Each feather was 25 cents, the same as a pacge of pencils. Some were long and slim, some were eagle feathers, some were hawk feathers, some were goose, bata bukini feathers, some were jogoo au raven feathers, ect. Alex decided on three swan feathers that were ten inches long, pure white except for three inches of black on the very end, one seven inch long raven feather, and a eight inch long eagle feather.
'Okay, feather quills, check! Now what's next......leather notebooks? Ummmmm, okay, sure.' Alex placed the fear hers in the basket and looked around for leather notebooks. She found them lined up neatly on a shelf. They were old fashioned, with lined paper invisibly glued in to brown leather covers. Some were old and faded, some were new looking and shiny, some had straps to properly close them, some had little paper slots in the front to put your name in and class. Alex ended up buying five new-looking notebooks with straps and slots.
Seven ink bottles, two test bottles, one bronze collapsible telescope,one miniature pewter caldron, one small scale,and three sets of potion ingredients later, Alex left the store, carrying two large blue-green bags in the crook of one arm and the orodha in the other hand. She looked around the mitaani, mtaa and took a deep breath, glad to be out of that store that seemed to get smaller with the zaidi stuff wewe got. She glanced down at the last thing she needed. An animal for spells class. Either a toad, cat, au owl.
'Do I want a cat? au do I want an owl? Cat au owl, cat au owl?' Alex mentally debated as she walked down the mitaani, mtaa for an animal store. She liked Cats better, but if she ever needed to send someone a message, she would need an owl. Finally, after five dakika of mental debating, she decided on a cat. 'If I need to send someone a message, I'll use one of the schools owls.'. When she walked into the store, Alex had to pause for a moment to let her eyes get used to the darkness. When she did, she saw, cages lined up in neat rows on the floor. The cages were like large dhahabu canary cages, but were square. Some had owls, some had bats, some even had different sized and colored gecko's! Near the back wall, there was a closed off section surrounded kwa a four foot tall safety fence. Inside were all there cats. Some were still suckling, were as some were as old as Alex, in cat years anyway. The orodha did say get an animal that's not just out of need of there mother, but not an old one. So...... In-between. But what age is in-between?
"Hello there young miss." A tall, frail man came up to her. He had balding brown hair, green eyes, and looked to be about fifty-something. "Seems wewe have a liking to our Cats here."
"Yeah, but my school orodha says not to young, not to old, in-between. What age is in-between?" Alex showed him her orodha and he nodded like he got this swali a lot.
"Well, I would say it's about six months to three years. Depends on what level your starting at. For a beginner, I recommend six months to two years." and then he turned around to help some old pudgy lady with how much a gecko was. She bit her lip and stared at the cats. Each one had a collar, alama on, and a little tag saying there gender, breed,age and price. Alex picked up a large white fluffy one. He was a little two expensive for her, so she put him back down. Then on other one caught her eye. He was lithe and all black, except for his front left paw was white. He looked pretty young and healthy. Alex picked him up and examined his collar. She skipped the breed since she really didn't care, but she liked the age and price, so she hoped she liked the cat. She turned him so he faced her, and stared him in the eye. He looked back sort of lazily, but attentive. Alex like this cat. She turned and was about to take a step to the check out when the man she talked to appeared in front of her.
"Like him, huh? Good choice. He's calm and quiet, but he likes to play once in a while and he's very friendly." He nodded.
"Um, yeah, I'll take him." Alex handed him the cat. He nodded, took the cat, and waltzed over to the counter. He fidgeted with something, but when he turned around the cat was in a small, gold, square cage. Alex paid and left the shop.
Once she was out and adjusted to the light, Alex realized that she didn't know how to get back. The orodha only alisema how to get here, not how to get back. She walked to the place were she first came in, and found a large brick ukuta with one red brick in the center. Relief flooded through her, and Alex tapped every other brick, stepping back as the door swung open. As soon as she was outside, she put down the bags and dialed her moms number.
Thanks!!!! Hope wewe like it because it took me forever to write!!!!!!!! ;)
Serena
He didn't seem... mad. Like he should have been. Like he had every right to be.
He stopped maybe a meter away from me. I glanced up, and saw the same look of indecision I had seen on his face the first day.
I had no idea what I was supposed to do. My life is not a perfect little story where happy endings are mandatory.
I didn't expect myself to sink to the floor against the ukuta and begin crying. There just weren't words to say what I wanted to.
I didn't expect him to sit in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders. He forced me to to look up at him, and he said, "Tell me."
He didn't seem... mad. Like he should have been. Like he had every right to be.
He stopped maybe a meter away from me. I glanced up, and saw the same look of indecision I had seen on his face the first day.
I had no idea what I was supposed to do. My life is not a perfect little story where happy endings are mandatory.
I didn't expect myself to sink to the floor against the ukuta and begin crying. There just weren't words to say what I wanted to.
I didn't expect him to sit in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders. He forced me to to look up at him, and he said, "Tell me."
The Man With No Eyes Collection (2): User
It works fast like a drug, when it’s shot through my veins,
And it lights up my fire, when it reaches my brains,
Irresistible tickle, in the depths of my chest,
I dissolve into ashes, and forget all the rest.
If wewe make my moyo dance, I will dance in your hand,
Give me my one desire, I’ll be at your command,
Constant rushes of sugar, swirling colors and light,
There’ll be no troubled sleep, for this body tonight.
This one is short and sweet, sung from the perspective of someone who's willingly being taken advantage of, as long as he gets what he wants. Hence the double meaning of the title "User," which could refer to to an addict, au someone literally "using" another person for their own gain.
It works fast like a drug, when it’s shot through my veins,
And it lights up my fire, when it reaches my brains,
Irresistible tickle, in the depths of my chest,
I dissolve into ashes, and forget all the rest.
If wewe make my moyo dance, I will dance in your hand,
Give me my one desire, I’ll be at your command,
Constant rushes of sugar, swirling colors and light,
There’ll be no troubled sleep, for this body tonight.
This one is short and sweet, sung from the perspective of someone who's willingly being taken advantage of, as long as he gets what he wants. Hence the double meaning of the title "User," which could refer to to an addict, au someone literally "using" another person for their own gain.
My brain is nowhere, my eyes are hungry,
Devouring the warm machungwa, chungwa sky.
It slides down my throat like soup, and pools into my soul.
I skip mindlessly over the hay, with bits of straw kicked up in my stride,
Like a destructive beast, only unknowing.
My dance is like the leaves.
Red- my pace quickens into a mad, hot dash.
Orange- my footsteps slow into a rhythmic tango.
Yellow- I swirl lazily, as if lovestruck.
The colors of fire, burning at different tempos.
The colors of emotion, striking the moyo under the skin.
The colors of death, leaving with a few last powerful words.
Fall, without regret, having lived your best life,
And dance toward the sunset with high spirits!
Devouring the warm machungwa, chungwa sky.
It slides down my throat like soup, and pools into my soul.
I skip mindlessly over the hay, with bits of straw kicked up in my stride,
Like a destructive beast, only unknowing.
My dance is like the leaves.
Red- my pace quickens into a mad, hot dash.
Orange- my footsteps slow into a rhythmic tango.
Yellow- I swirl lazily, as if lovestruck.
The colors of fire, burning at different tempos.
The colors of emotion, striking the moyo under the skin.
The colors of death, leaving with a few last powerful words.
Fall, without regret, having lived your best life,
And dance toward the sunset with high spirits!
someday
we will be the faces in the textbooks dog-eared and torn we will be immortal until the siku we are discarded and replaced with new editions au perhaps the inayofuata technology once kusoma becomes obsolete and society falls into virtual illiteracy
with luck we will be remembered still projected onto some cutting edge device that will let them see us in a million dimensions au hear our voices saying things we never alisema until the students are lulled to sleep kwa the languid lectures and their heads slump onto the desks that once held the tattered textbooks
someday
we will be the faces in the textbooks dog-eared and torn we will be immortal until the siku we are discarded and replaced with new editions au perhaps the inayofuata technology once kusoma becomes obsolete and society falls into virtual illiteracy
with luck we will be remembered still projected onto some cutting edge device that will let them see us in a million dimensions au hear our voices saying things we never alisema until the students are lulled to sleep kwa the languid lectures and their heads slump onto the desks that once held the tattered textbooks
someday
In the darkness,
No one is here for me.
I feel lonely,
And my feet tremble.
The grads have gone,
Some my closest friends...
Remember the times that we had?
We let them slip kwa when things got bad.
Remember the times...
When we shared a sno-cone
When we cried together
When we laughed together
When we jumped in the pool
All in unison.
It's funny how I feel so much
But I cannot say a word.
I will remember you.
wewe will always be in my heart.
wewe have aliyopewa me so many memories
To last.
wewe are a handprint on my heart.
It cannot be erased.
wewe motivate me.
wewe are what I can do today.
wewe are an amazing person.
wewe are what I am today.
All that I am today is because of you.
wewe will never leave my heart,
Even if wewe do leave me in life.
No one is here for me.
I feel lonely,
And my feet tremble.
The grads have gone,
Some my closest friends...
Remember the times that we had?
We let them slip kwa when things got bad.
Remember the times...
When we shared a sno-cone
When we cried together
When we laughed together
When we jumped in the pool
All in unison.
It's funny how I feel so much
But I cannot say a word.
I will remember you.
wewe will always be in my heart.
wewe have aliyopewa me so many memories
To last.
wewe are a handprint on my heart.
It cannot be erased.
wewe motivate me.
wewe are what I can do today.
wewe are an amazing person.
wewe are what I am today.
All that I am today is because of you.
wewe will never leave my heart,
Even if wewe do leave me in life.