uandishi Article: I Raised Myself Not To Cry**sniffle**

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posted by VampirePrinsess

Mommy... Johnny brought a gun to school,
He told his Marafiki that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!
But Mommy, when I went school that day,
I never alisema good-bye,
I'm sorry Mommy, I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry. When Johnny shot
the gun, He hit me and another,
And all because Johnny, Got the gun from his older brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I upendo him very much,
And please tell Chris; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.
And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now,
And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now, And
tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best; Mommy, I'm not
the first, I'm no better than the rest.
Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't onyesha up for class,
And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass.
Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one deserves this,
Mommy, warn the others, Mommy I left without a kiss.
And Mommy tell the doctors; I know they really did try,
I think I even saw a doctor, Trying not to cry.
Mommy, I'm slowly dying, With a bullet in my chest,
But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest. Mommy I ran as
fast as I could,
When I heard that crack, Mommy, listen to me if wewe would,
I wanted to go to college; I wanted to try things that were new,
I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo.
I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,
I wanted to be an actress, Mommy, I wanted to live.
But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late,
Mommy, tell my Chris, I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date.
I upendo wewe Mommy, I always have, I know; wewe know it's true, And Mommy all
I wanted to say is,"Mommy, I upendo you."

***In Memory of The Columbine Students Who Were Lost***
Please if wewe would,
Pass this around,
I'd be happy if wewe could,
Don't smash this on the ground.
If wewe pass this on,
Maybe people will cry,
Just keep this in your heart,
For the people who didn't get to say "Good-bye."
Now wewe have 2 choices,
1) Repost and onyesha people wewe care
2) Ignore it and wewe have just proven wewe are a heartless mole

Problematic129, Nice-Guy and 29 others like this

Dearheart I kinda wish there was a third option. When I read this a while back, I admit it was sad and touching (despite the fact that the poetry wasn't the greatest, lol), but it's been passed around SO many times and become so, [i]so[/i] cliche that...well, I guess I'm a "heartless mole" now. :-/ Go ahead and bash me if you want. *never really appreciated chain-email-guilt-trips to begin with...* EDIT: Woah. Uses the word "Mommy" way too much, lol. 24 times! Sheesh! "Mommy blah blah blah mommy blah blah blah mommy mommy MOMMY blah blah blah..." Wow, I feel really mean now... *laughs nervously*

Sweet_Pants It is sad, but doesnt change my opinion on it. I always thought there was another way, as all.

VampirePrinsess Well if its ur option than its ur opinio so i cant blame u........

BrittanyAM It was beautful but sad it made me cry and no i cant pass it on cuz i'm too shy i would if i wasn't shy and no that dosen't make me a (heartless mule) cuz i wouldn't pass it on but it will all ways been in my heart and stay there (forever)!!!!!!

Cammie This has really saddened me, both the poem and the smart-arse heartless comments from some. Cliche? That's a really friggin interesting word to describe innocent people being slaughtered by wackos. Thank you for posting this.

Twilightzook I agree with BrittanyAM.

Cinders This is a chain letter. Touching as it may or may not be, it is not original work. Soapboxes are meant for original poetry and writing, not for chain letters. If you want to post this in the forums of a more appropriate spot, than I fully support that, but I don't think it belongs here if it isn't original work. I'm sorry to be blunt, but I'm getting really tired of seeing so many people posting chain letters and unoriginal work as soapboxes. MajorDork got a lickin' for doing that, and at the time I supported it, but if you only enforce a law sometimes, it's not fair to the people who suffer the consequences if others can get away with it.

SkyHedgehog that was beautiful

Heya WOW

inexplicable ... so sad...

Jakeluvr101 Whoa that wa so amazing i luvd it

twibabe2 it was woundful love it

HecateA its nice, but I think some of the beauty of the work gets taken out of it when you say things like "tell my daad I wont go to the zoo", "tell Chris I had to cancel the date" and "tell my teacher I won't be going to class today".

dramarama That was beautiful...made me cry. People today have a very odd interpretation of the word cliche. It may be a recycled theme, but feelings can never be cliche. btw people have used the word cliche so much lately that it in itself has become 'cliche'.

EmzLovesCheryl This is beautiful, it made me want to cry.

ladycountry omg it's so sad.i like it

PoweredKaoru that was sad, and since it says mommy so much it sounds like a little kid(around 5-9) is saying it, which makes it even more sad.

luna-lefright wow how sad!!!!!

krissynaytowhow wow thats thesadest thing i ever heard well not as sad as my grampas funeral

hotlia Awww

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Then He Kissed Me(Short poem)^^

posted by ZekiYuro

Well,he walked up to me and he asked me if I wanted to dance.
He looked kind of nice so I alisema I might take a chance.
When he danced he held me tight
And when he walked me nyumbani that night
All the stars were shining bright
And then he kissed me.

Each time I saw him I couldn't wait to see him again
I wanted to let him know that he was zaidi than a friend
I didn't know just what to do
So I whispered " I upendo you"
And he alisema that he loved me too
And then he kissed me.
He kissed me in a way that I've never been kissed before,
he kissed me in a way that I wanna be kissed forever more.

I knew that he was mine so I gave him all the upendo that I had
And one siku he took me nyumbani to meet his mum and his dad
Then he asked me to be his bride
And always be right kwa his side
I felt so happy I almost cried
And then he kissed me.

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A new world-chapter one: Gone draft

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Jamie looked down at his watch, it was eight in the morning. He had been...

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Huntress

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I am 13 years old.
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posted by dragonwriter

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"Where were wewe going? wewe need your rest so go back and lay down." He went to grab my arm to lead me back to the kitanda but I pulled away. "My name is Shaun so stop calling me boy old man. I don't need to lay down, I need to go." As I turned back to the door he grabbed my arm. "Go where? wewe have nowhere to go....

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Honeymoon With My Brother interview with Franz Wisner and Kurt Wisner

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100 Candles

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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Peaceful composition

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Source: Brigham Young chuo kikuu, chuo kikuu cha

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Into The Ocean

posted by RainSoul

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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...

Monologue

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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Let's play What's The Word? game

posted by ZekiYuro

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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Character Names!!!!

posted by breebree446

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;

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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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posted by Spotty_Vision21

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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...

Too Soon For The End (4)

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.
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Teens of Warfare

posted by Hades332

SURGE

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Coach

posted by StarsGoBlue

Coach

Chapter 1: From a meza, jedwali Away

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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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My Gift

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...