wewe pull up to you're moms house after getting abused kwa your father. wewe limp inside as she is on the kitanda with vodka. "MOM"! wewe shout at she sees wewe looking at the bottle. "I'm so sorry-name-". She hugs wewe as wewe cringe because of a bruise on your arm. She is shocked when wewe tell her what happened. Quickly she calls the police and they arrest him and bring wewe for questioning. wewe break down in tears as wewe tell them wewe are sexually abused every week wewe are there. When you're father is put in jail for twenty years wewe believe wewe are at ease. Days after wewe fall down your stairs at your house because of a problem with your legs. At the ER wewe are told your legs have stopped working permanently. Your mother claims she doesn't know how it happened but after talking to the police she tells wewe she tried to kill wewe when wewe were a baby in her womb and took pills and drugs. As wewe are disgusted with her wewe drive away. 8 years later wewe are 24 and are getting married. At the wedding you're mother and father come up to wewe and say a very populiar line. "Im sorry -name- please forgive us" wewe didn't and wewe walked away from abuse and lies.
Are wewe bored? Despretly trying to find something on Google, but everytime wewe serch something innoceont weird and gross stuff just overflows your computor screen? Well, jiunge this uandishi compeition! I will orodha five bila mpangilio genres and themes I pulled from a hat and all wewe have to do is write a short story from a genre au theme of your choice but it has to be one of the five. The compeition will run from November 07 2011 - November 21. Voting will start from November 21 - November 31.
Genres:
1. Mystery
2. shabiki Fiction (Lucky You!)
3. Sci-Fi
4. Children's
5. Drama
As I said, there random.
Themes:
1. Magic
2. Sacrifice
3. True Story
4. Childhood
5. anime (For shabiki Fiction)
Just Post Your Entry on fanpop and ur good to go!
The winner will recive 10 heshima and 5 runners up will recive 3 props. :P
Genres:
1. Mystery
2. shabiki Fiction (Lucky You!)
3. Sci-Fi
4. Children's
5. Drama
As I said, there random.
Themes:
1. Magic
2. Sacrifice
3. True Story
4. Childhood
5. anime (For shabiki Fiction)
Just Post Your Entry on fanpop and ur good to go!
The winner will recive 10 heshima and 5 runners up will recive 3 props. :P
A tear ran down Jannet's pale cheek. David's footsteps echoed in the hall like a man's last words, and for Jannet, they were last words David will ever say to her. We never saw David again. Never. It's a hard word to handle when inlove.
"NOOOOOOOO!!" Mike screamed. The moment was so mindblowing, we forgot we were in Mikeal's orphanage. "She's not dead! She can't be dead!" The careers grabbed him kwa the arms, threw him to the ground and beat him. "Mike..." Jannet whispered, wiping a tear away. "Mike!" She shouted "Jane, don't interfeare, please!" I begged. It didn't work. When a spirit is enraged they have zaidi energy, kinda' like an adrenaline rush.
"Jannet, where are you?!" Mike shouted. "She's dead! Get over it, boy!" The Head Misstrus boomed. "LEAVE HIM!" Jannet demanded. The women stared at her in disbelif.
"NOOOOOOOO!!" Mike screamed. The moment was so mindblowing, we forgot we were in Mikeal's orphanage. "She's not dead! She can't be dead!" The careers grabbed him kwa the arms, threw him to the ground and beat him. "Mike..." Jannet whispered, wiping a tear away. "Mike!" She shouted "Jane, don't interfeare, please!" I begged. It didn't work. When a spirit is enraged they have zaidi energy, kinda' like an adrenaline rush.
"Jannet, where are you?!" Mike shouted. "She's dead! Get over it, boy!" The Head Misstrus boomed. "LEAVE HIM!" Jannet demanded. The women stared at her in disbelif.
All this pain just inside...I cannot let it go.... It hurts so bad...Seeing the one wewe upendo in the arms of another.... Each night I cry myself to sleep,just hopeing the inayofuata siku will be even beter...But these words always run through my mind..."You're going to die alone".. It repetes and repetes...Pain ... Oh how it hurts so... But what makes it worse...That someone that's with the one my upendo ...is my rival....Time has stopped to wewe as your tears run down slowly on my cheek.... I've Lost almost everyone in my life... It's even scary just trying to be myself....They say if wewe keep your feelings jared up...you'll snap... That's haven't happened to me yet... And hope it will never will. Don't keep your feelings jared up... au one siku you'll snap
"Now who's gonna take care of Mike!" Jane screamed at the juu of her voice. "Now how am I suppose to marry Dave! Now how am I suppose to become an archaeologist!" "Mike, marriage, archaeology?!" I said, confused. "Oh, I can't explain now! I just wish I listened to David." She sighed. "Don't beat yourself up. David has the gift, wewe can still talk to him." She forced a smile. "Gift?" Dave whispered as he entered the room. "More like a curse." "David, i'm so sorry I didn't listen! But I just never thought-" "Save it." He butted in. "Everyone I've ever loved ends up dead. I should have seen it coming." "But wewe did! wewe tried to save my life and I was to stupid and selfish to care." "Janet." He sighed. "I don't think I can talk to wewe anymore. Never again." She stared at him, her face appalled. "What are wewe saying?!" "I'm saying seeing you, like this, it just, it just breaks my heart."
I loved to write songs. These beautiful poems of love, heartbreak, life and misery. I still do. Shame they'll never reach the world as I hoped.
But, life is life and death is well, death. I wish I could still play with Eyes Of The Wolf, my old band. I remember the lullaby I wrote for Jannet when she had nightmares.
'Prr, Prr
Of the Cat on the mat so peaceful
Cheep, Cheep
Of the Bird in the garden so alive
Neigh, Neigh
Of the Horse on the racecourse so mwepesi, teleka
Woof, Woof
Of the Pup in the tulips so playful
But now please my dear Jannet rest
So tomorrow wewe take life's inayofuata test'
I still sing it to her every night. But she can't hear me now. Maybe i'm just not imba loud enough. Sometimes she hears me sing a few lines. I know because sometimes when I sing she'll start crying. I don't know why. Maybe she misses me. au maybe I scare her. I don't know. The world is a very strange place
But, life is life and death is well, death. I wish I could still play with Eyes Of The Wolf, my old band. I remember the lullaby I wrote for Jannet when she had nightmares.
'Prr, Prr
Of the Cat on the mat so peaceful
Cheep, Cheep
Of the Bird in the garden so alive
Neigh, Neigh
Of the Horse on the racecourse so mwepesi, teleka
Woof, Woof
Of the Pup in the tulips so playful
But now please my dear Jannet rest
So tomorrow wewe take life's inayofuata test'
I still sing it to her every night. But she can't hear me now. Maybe i'm just not imba loud enough. Sometimes she hears me sing a few lines. I know because sometimes when I sing she'll start crying. I don't know why. Maybe she misses me. au maybe I scare her. I don't know. The world is a very strange place