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posted by problematic124
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Chapter 1
The new girl
The first thought that came to Phire's mind of the new nyumbani she was ment to live in for the inayofuata four years was how strange. Her new hometown looked like something from a movie au a magazine.
If Phire hadn't known that she was in Open fields she probably would have mistaken this for L.A. au even Hollywood.
Everywhere Phire looked there was always something there. Whether it was stores au houses au even forests, it all looked perfect. What was funny was that Open Fields didn't even have a single farm. Nothing personal to the place but with a name like Open Fields come on it has to have at least one farm.
But Phire was pleased to see a huge acre of grassland all though they had to go through a beautiful but creepy forest with a space big enough to fit a huge car.
All though Phire was suprised to see a beach, pwani house in the middle of it and got confused when her mother parked in front of it.
"Welcome to our new home"her mom alisema and laughed as
Phire's eyes widened as big as snowglobes.
"This is a house"
"Our house"
"It looks like a beach, pwani house"
"I guess so"her mom alisema as she got out of the car.
"Guess" Phire muttered under her breath as she got out of
the car too.
To Phire it was lik her dream house, it looked unreal but yet it stood right in front of her. And the house was secluded from any unwanted attention as there was trees surrounding the acre. There were a few spaces the trees didn't take, it was a
big enough for cars to pass through.
And the house was just perfect! It was painted a different color on each ukuta and all were her inayopendelewa colors.
A beautiful porch stood there with a small meza, jedwali and chairs on one side and the other was piled with their old furniture. To
Phire it looked alien inayofuata to this house.
The inside was just as perfect as the outside. It felt like a mansion. Phire's dream house didn't disappoint her once. Her room was huge, even with a Queen sized bed! And to add to her excitement she had a balcony looking over the place. She could even she the beach, pwani all the way here, which was really lose to the house.
A beach! Could this get any better!
Grinning Phire took the elastic band off her wrist and put it in her chestnut brown hair as she walked down the stairs.
Even though chajio, chakula cha jioni went on silence nothing could ruin Phire's mood. She was so happy she could-
"Oh Sapphire school starts in two days"
"School!"
"Yes Sapphire school"her mom alisema sternly "you didn't think wewe could skip could you"
"Well-"
"Your fourteen your going to school, end of discussion"
moto shut her mouth quickly and ate her food. The feeling she had before she got here settled in again.
What if she didn't make any friends? au she was a teacher's
pet? Anything could happen.

The inayofuata siku Phire woke up to a note that simply alisema "out
shopping,foods in the fridge au go get something upendo Mom"
Ha! Phire thought "your only fourteen" my butt. If wewe treat
your daughter like this your not the best mom.
But still Phire go a lot of free space and she was zaidi
mature than most fourteen mwaka olds.

Phire put on a tank juu and shorts than took her bike and set off on her own in the strange new town. Everything was just so darn peaceful here. She felt startlingly calm and happy, like she would in La La land.
After eating breakfist at a close restaurant Phire decided to
do some sightseeing.
She went to the beach, pwani that was close to her house and
stopped kwa a store looking beach, pwani house.
She bought a few twenty bucks it would be nice to use some. She started looking at the shells they were zaidi exotic than the seashells at home. They very ...alluring.
"Attracts many tourists" alisema a very silky voice behind her.
Phire turned around to face a very beautiful girl with moto red hair.
The girl head out her hand "Andromeda"
"Sapphire but call me Phire"
"Cool your new here aren't you"
"Is is that obvious"
"That and I know most every one here"
"Yeah that could have aliyopewa me away"
Andromeda laughed "are wewe going to Cyche high"
"Yeah"
"Well so am I maybe we might have the same classes"
"I hope that way I'll know at least one person"
"I know moving's hard I've had to songesha at least four times"
"That must of sucked"
"It did"
"But hujambo I'm here for you"
"Thanks"
"No problem" Andromeda alisema as she started walking away
"see wewe around new girl"
Smiling Phire took a shell and went to pay for it. Her moyo feeling much lighter than before.
posted by Insight357
This is a story; my story. I am Damien Cole Demidov. My grandparents are full-blooded Russian. I am twenty-one years old, and I’ve been locked up in an asylum for four years.
    I have black hair about four inches from my shoulders. I am vampire pale. I have crystal blue eyes. I’m 5’9’’.
    I have met many a person in my time. Maybe you’ll meet some of the throughout the story.
    Anywho, I live in the U.S. now, shipped over with my mom when I was twelve. I live in New York City at the moment. My mom is back in Russia with my father, and grandparents.
    Now, let’s see what’s in store for us.
posted by EmzLovesCheryl
Life.


Life is what wewe make it, a recipe that could either end in disaster, au turn out great.

Some people get an advantage, they start off with better ingredients. But at the end of the day, the person that worked the hardest, gets the best result, no matter how they started.

Never think that wewe can't beat that person who has every ingredient ready-made, because they happen to have that start in life. If wewe are dedicated to what wewe do, then there's nothing to stop wewe getting to that same stage. au above that stage. wewe just have to be determined, talented at what it is wewe want to do, and...
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posted by kayleebabee
As the Bentley pulled into the huge karakana jane smiled to herself gently. I felt Edward stiffen inayofuata to me.
"What is it?" I mouthed I felt my eyebrows pul together in mystification, as he shook his head it must have been bad then what she was thinking.
"Move it I don't have all siku and neither do your family." She cackled like a witch on halloween.
I fought back a snarl- that was out of line and Jane seemed the type who would use your family against wewe in a fight.
"She was thinking about the tortures they had put Esme and Carlisle through. They let them get- wewe remember how thirsty wewe were before...
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posted by mars15
I hate when wewe walk away from me
because I'm always scared that wewe won't be come back
I hate every time i see you
because i always melt like ice scream on sun
I hate every time when I'm not seeing you
because i always think where are you
I hate that you're always in my head
because i can't think about anything else but you
I hate when wewe don't talk with me
because i always think that i did something wrong
I hate that i always try to impress you
but it's like wewe don't see that
I hate every time wewe touch me instinctively
because wewe always make me want to hold you,to kiss you
I hate every time wewe talk...
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posted by FalliNgSparks
Here I spread the colors of my life

They sound like a tune of fife


They always closed me in a dark room

I put on my headphones, enjoyed & played the boom


It's so boring to just see the sky

Today I decided I'll go and fly


Eveyones mind is full of depressions

But mine is full of imaginations


I changed the dark night into shining sequins

And the heap into beautiful fragrance


I don't want wewe to make my hair a mess

Cause I'm wearing the tiara to be a princess


My passion, my obsession, my desire

Don't interfere in between au I'll blow wewe up with flames of fire
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posted by e2mma2weasle3
If You're uandishi Fiction

1.Figure out what wewe want to write about au what type of book wewe want to write. For some people, ideas come naturally, but for others, it's a difficult step. If you’re having trouble, figure out what kind of vitabu wewe like. Do wewe read a lot of Stephen King? Write a horror book. Have wewe been hooked on Eoin Colfer ever since the sekunde grade? Write a story about elves and technology. If wewe try to write a book that wewe would enjoy reading, uandishi it will be zaidi fun and easy.

2. Know the elements of a good novel.

-The setting. The setting of a story is its time...
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posted by twilight-rocks9
sorry it's so long let me know if wewe like it



We’re finally out of the house and coughing I looked at my ivory skin marked with ashes I looked at jose same thing. “jose do wewe have the money and your clothes?” I ask “yes do wewe have the chakula and your clothes?” my little brother asked I can explain the bags we wanted to run away because our parents were splitting up.“Of course oh my goodness look at Domingos’ house” I say. It is also on moto we see one person stumble out “jose we need to see who that is.” I say. He already was running to see who it is. “Thank goodness we...
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posted by coriann
Chap 1
They say the woods had magical powers, au that there were creatures possessing the woods that caused strange things to happen in the neighboring town. But myths may be able to fool the 19th century, maybe even the 20th century, but the 21st century? You’ve got to be kidding me. With the kind of first class technology that can map out entire areas through every nook and cranny, and that can create a program that can entangle the entire world in its web. The 21st century was 1st class, un-gullible and not easily fooled, too wrapped up in our own little bubble of a world that we created...
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posted by dragonwriter
I wake up. It's early in the morning. A cool wind blows kwa my face whispering sounds i don't understand. I look up at the sky and notice that it is a light blue color and it makes me feel that there is no problems in the world. Looking around i get a different story.

Blood everywhere. Bodies over bodies and not a living soul in sight. Who could have done this? My head starts to spin and my vision is going blurry. A creature appears from the wind that was flying kwa my head earlier.

This creature starts walking torwards me speaking in a language that I have never heard before. I go to reach for my gun and find a giant hole in my right leg. It continues to get closer and closer and is staring at me as if to be a hunter and I am it's prey.

Knowing that this is the end I look up at the sky. Beginning to close my eyes the last of my sights are focused ont he Blue Skys.
posted by viju
 Shining down in eyes....
Shining down in eyes....
Do wewe ever feel?
Like a melba toast
Breaking into pieces
With no way from sea to coast
Do wewe ever feel
That you’re so ignorable
But inside do wewe know
You’re inescapable
Do wewe ever feel like
You’re under pressure
But inside you’re moyo
There’s an aggression.

You need to hear
Mellifluous voice in your mind
And than

(Chorus)
Run like a Meteor
Through the sky
Through the space
Shining down in our eyes
Run like a Meteor
Piercing the wind
With lightening speed
Shining down in everybody’s eyes

(Verse – II)
Do wewe ever feel like
You’re so irresistible
But really wewe are
So capable
Do wewe ever feel
That...
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