uandishi Article: Who knows wewe better,your family au your friends?(Part 2)

Who knows wewe better,your family au your friends?(Part 2)

posted by ZekiYuro

As we know,Richard Taylor-a 26-year-old musician-claimed that his best friend Danny knows him better than his mother,Mrs.Meg,by the way they chose the girfriends for him.So what about hearing what he alisema about those girls?

1.His friend's choice:Claire
"I was very optimistic when I went to meet Claire.,My first impression was that she was very friendly and very extrovert.Physically she was my type-she was quite slim and not very tall with long dark hair-very pretty.
And she was very funny too.She had a great sense of humour.We laughed a lot.But the only problem was that Claire was very talkative.She talked all the time and I just listened.She wasn't very interested in me.At the end of the evening I knew everything about her and she knew nothing about me.Claire was the kind of woman I could have as a friend but not as a girlfriend."

2.His mother's choice:Nina
"When I first saw Nina I couldn't believe it.I thought"Wow!Thanks mum."She's very attractive-she's got short dark hair-and she's quite tall.She's Hungarian,from Budapest but her English was fantastic.
At first she was a bit shy but when we started chatting we found we had a lot of things in common-we both like music,food,and travelling.We got on really well-we didn't stop talking for the whole evening.When it was time to go I knew I really wanted to see Nina again and I asked her for her phone number.But-she just smiled at me and alisema in her beautiful Hungarian accent."Richard,you're really sweet but I'm sorry,you're not my type."

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ZekiYuro Thank you!!!!

The Guardian of Zamari chapter 1

posted by ITF

A shadowy figure silently brushed the silken curtains aside as she slipped through the open window and stepped into the dark chamber. Passing a small meza, jedwali and a bed, the fox, mbweha quickly headed towards a cabinet that stood against the far wall.
Beaded necklaces hung above a oval mirror that was set in the center. Her eyes rested on a miniature strongbox half hidden behind the mirror.
Paying no heed to the deafening clatter coming from the oblivious guest downstairs, she skillfully picked the tiny lock and raised the lid. It was hard to tell what was what in the darkness, so she emptied it into...

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Tears (my Poem)

posted by Ichigo127

Yo! this is the first poem i wrote with a sane mind xD do tell me if wewe like it =)

Tears,
a combination of helplessness and anger,
a combination of joy and gratitude.
what different meanings it holds!
sometimes of love,
sometimes of hate.
with what different feelings we cry!
but those tears are the same.
they dwell inside the eye,
ready to attack,
the peace of our heart.
to flood the face,
with undoubted upendo and care,
with undoubted anger and hate,
with undoubted pain and despair.
pain? yes, and despair too!
the breakdown of our heart,
the dawn of the truth,
leading to flood the face,
with our sentiments undoubted.

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How to pretend that wewe are a writer.

posted by australia-101

Act like you're not
okay when wewe are and
that wewe are when you're
not. Run barefoot in
the snow. Stand out
in the rain for an hour
and think about anything
and everything wewe can.

Fall in upendo with
riddles and things that
aren't real and the
way some stars
shine. Cry when
you realize that life is
just one big sham and write
one hundred cliché poems
about it, and then write one
that wewe actually mean.

Use profanity. Be the
one fucking introvert
in a room full of
extroverts and scream
shit just for the fun of
it. kumeza every goddamn
metaphor wewe ever dreamed
of and write them down
with your own blood.

Eulogize...

"The Guide" What do wewe thing of the beginning of the book?

posted by kid_symmetry

Hi Everyone!
I've been working on a book for a while now. Im not gona post all of it at the same time, but I Will post the Prologue. Please tell me what wewe think! I invite constructive criticism to make it better! THX!

Prologue
“Tanya! I don’t understand what’s so different about this kid! He’s done nothing to make me see him as special!” Tanya glowered at her obnoxious boyfriend. “Don’t wewe see?” She alisema icily, “He isn’t like us!” Virgil and Tanya looked at there new child. He wiggled around in his crib, kitanda cha mtoto mchanga and giggled happily. The child crabbed...

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Was It All Worth It? (a poem)

posted by Rae-Ash

What do wewe want from me?
A tortured body?
A broken soul?

What do wewe expect to happen?
As wewe kick me down
As wewe rip me apart

Tell Me!!!!!!!!!!

What do wewe want to happen?
As I close my eyes
And take my last breath

I alisema I would stay
Till I took my last moment
But now I'm leaving
A victim no more

I lived with your love
The upendo wewe showed with your fist
I died because of that love
Your upendo was only Hate

Now someone else will take my place
Will live with your kind of love
Now someone else will receive your lies
Will know your treachery

What did I expect?
That you'd change?
That you'd learn to love?

What did I ever...

Daydreamer: Sapphire's Story: Chapter 1

posted by EmilyMJFan910

One afternoon, Sapphire sat in her room, on her bed, quietly daydreaming with her headphones in. Her eyes were glazed over, and she was in her own magical world.
Sapphire entered the sparkling cave in the middle of the forest. Her blue dress was tattered, and her misty pink fairy wings were damp from the moist, warm air. But she was feeling fine.
Sapphire took a few steps into the sparkling cave. It was made entirely of ice and crystal. Trickling water could be heard as miniature streams fell continuously from the ceiling. Icy stalagmites stood firmly in the cold crystal floor. Icicles hung from...

My talk with the moon

posted by Attirox2

The air was still as if it were holding its breathe waiting for me as I approached the ledge. I could feel myself pushing back tears as I clutched the fragile locket in my hands; I traced its dainty designs with my finger. "So mom and dad are getting the divorce after all. I guess wewe were right E. I don't know why I ever doubted wewe about that one I mean it was obvious! I guess I tried to block it out like what happened......" I muttered looking up at the milky white moon. It seemed to look down at me with sympathetic beams of light. My hands gripped the marble ledge tighter. "Eliza it's been...

A Memory of machungwa, chungwa (a poem)

posted by Rae-Ash

It’s the color of you
wewe always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid from them

With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our machungwa, chungwa book bags
Were our shields from some of the pain

We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two machungwa, chungwa crayons
When everyone else was green

Then wewe left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
wewe were in the machungwa, chungwa field in the sky
wewe always alisema was there.

The machungwa, chungwa of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though wewe left too soon

Orange…

Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone machungwa, chungwa in the rainbow
Without wewe here

I protect my own
Though I wish wewe were here

Now machungwa, chungwa is my color
A color for your bravery
A color for my survival

machungwa, chungwa will forever be our color
Even though death took wewe away

Forever machungwa, chungwa for you,
Sweet Cassidy.

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My Bullied Life: Max Lee Moore's About Me

posted by iHelloUniverse

Hello to the cold world, I was named Max Lee Moore kwa the parents who absolutely despise me. I am sixteen years old at the moment, will be turning seventeen on June 27th. But who gives a crud? wewe know what I receive for my birthday every year? For how old I am, like sixteen. I get sixteen whips from a belt. My dad doesn't live with me anymore to whip me, so there's my mother. She gets a kick out of every whip. It seems to make her ecstatic. Each whip equals to one of her evil laughs. She whips me any chance she wants to. It pains me so much that I'm surprised I haven't committed suicide yet....

2

Is Teachnology taking over our lives?

posted by nimone

I don't know about other people, but I've began to notice that we are relying on teachnology way too much!

Yes this swali has been suggested to most of us before (most commonly kwa our parents). But this time it's different. It is normal for parents to think that teenagers are obsessed with our I-pods, i-phones, laptops au other. This is normal because our parents didn't have things like this when they were younger.

Most adults where I live including my parents didn't have the internet growing up. They all had to either go to the librery for information au have a collection of encyclopidias...

Forever in my moyo

posted by teamsalvatore98

Characters (just so nobody gets confused):
Keigo Shokuo- main character (Name meaning: roughly Prince's bodyguard)
Mikoto Kyuuketsuki- vampire prince/ eventually becomes Keigo's best friend and lover (NM: roughly prince vampire)
Blood Brothers/BB- this name is misleading because of the "blood" part, but they're actually a group of highly trained assassins who are hired to kill Mikoto. They'll come up in conversations.
Geretsu Kyuuketsuki- Mikoto's grandmother; retired vampire Queen (NM: Mean Vampire)
Riaru Kyuuketsuki- Mikoto's real mother [deceased] (NM: Real Vampire)
Katanashi Kyuuketsuki- Mikoto's...

1

"I upendo wewe But Can I Forgive You"

posted by Blue_Eyez_Chica

Hi my name is Blossom Utanium,Im 16 years old,i have an hourglass figure now and my body is fully developed but zaidi then most girls my age.

Im leaving Citiesville today and going back to townsville. Except,im going to wear a disguise,I wear a black curly haired wig and purple contacts.

I bought a house down the mitaani, mtaa from my sister. Im moving my stuff in today.

I ride my pink convertible, kubadilishwa to townsville and park it in my new driveway and begin to unpack my stuff.

(Bricks Pov)
I watch a pink convertible, kubadilishwa go through the neighborhood,with butch,buttercup,and bubbles. We all calmed down after we hit...

3

If I never saw wewe

posted by minniemeg

Authors note: Hi, this is my first time publishing something that wasn't shabiki fiction but its what I've been passionate about forever. So please forgive the inconsistent rhyming.

If I never saw wewe again.

How happy my life would be!

I'd be jumping up and down the walls so full of glee!

No zaidi nagging!

No zaidi griping!

No zaidi constant whining!

No zaidi rants about how dreadful your life is!

I could be free from the locks that is your torn up mind, no longer a prisoner in my own home.

Aw the very thought of never hearing your voice again fills me with so much joy!

No zaidi yelling!

No zaidi shrieking!

No more...

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Two Dogs' Hope: Chapter 3: Summer

posted by EmilyMJFan910

The fiction story I wrote EXCLUSIVELY for Fanpop. Read chapters 1 and 2 first. Thanks.

The girl living just around the corner.
Her name was Summer. She was eight years old and lived on a farm with her parents and often visited the wanyama on the farm. She had blond hair and blue eyes; she was very beautiful as well. She was a softhearted, adventurous girl who always found a way to brighten things.
That siku Summer rode her bike down the path. She planned to ride to the pond and back, but once she got to the pond, she couldn't help but notice the two small mbwa laying in a heap kwa the pond. She...

1

Welcome to my world series: Janet's diary entry one

posted by nimone

Dear diary.
Wow what a cheesy start to a diary entry! I don't understand how a diary is supposed to work, there doesn't seem to be much point. I guess it is best to begin as to why I have to write here anyway.

I have been having many so called, misunderstandings at school. And after a lot of parent teacher meetings they have decided to send me to a counsellor.
There I met this man named Dr Fey (weird name I know).

He alisema that I needed to find a way of expressing my feelings. That is where this diary comes in. He explained that in-order to get rid of my socialophobia (afraid of social confrontation)...

1

The Boy With The Ring

posted by MissMuffin38

From within the moyo of the forsaken village, the sleepy sun creeps out from the silent clouds it had been hiding behind for the past few days. Skies are blue, but only just, as the rain only fell yesterday, pouring onto the pavements below. The sun's shining streaks plaster the stony ground, creating light, dusty shadows of the villagers; their never-ending work continuing throughout the day. Children from the village play on the cobbles, darting and weaving in and out of the few passers-by on the quiet streets, chasing after each other without a worry in the world. The smiles on their faces...

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100 Rooms Ch 3 Tell me what wewe think!

posted by Weasel1999

III The Library
The inayofuata room Ember visited was to her a Heaven on Earth. An enormous room just for holding books! The ceiling was so high it would have taken ten of her standing on juu of one another the reach it. The shelves and shelves of vitabu were piled right up to the juu and there were several ladders placed conveniently so that she could reach the topmost books.
Ember walked round the room as though she were in a dream. She loved kusoma and devoured every book she found but she had never had a whole maktaba full of them to herself. She barely knew where to start. Every square inch of...

100 Rooms Chapter 2 (Please comment!)

posted by Weasel1999

II The Kitchen.

Unsure where to go Ember dithered in the corridor outside the nursery for almost ten dakika the inayofuata morning. But soon the delicious smell of apples and cinnamon reached her nose.
She followed the scent until she reached a large old fashioned kitchen. An old, wooden table, worn and scrubbed filled the middle of the room. It was the biggest jikoni Ember had ever saw. One side of the room was simply all cupboards and drawers of all different shapes and coloured. Ember’s curiosity burned but she was distracted kwa a large woman wearing an apron. She was taking a steaming apple...

1

Sister Stories:Part 3

posted by pugglelover2000

Jake looked at her for a moment,as if he longed for her.His eyes were lit up with desire,they sparkled as he looked at her.Rachel must have sensed this feeling because she came over and said,"Well wewe two better get going to wherever wewe were heading because Jake and I are supposed to be going roller skating.Right Jake?""ummm....Oh yeah um yes."Jake answered."I thought so,now wewe two better get going.Ta ta!"she alisema as she dismissed them.

The whole way to the pond Laura drooped her head.Josie knew Laura wished it could have been HER and Jake going roller skating.Josie tried not to say any...

2

Free Write

posted by dragonwriter

It was a dark night and there wasn't a single person around. The sounds of the ocean hitting the rocks below and the gusts of winds blowing through the empty black sky above. No stars and no moon. A man standing on the edge of the cliff looking over at the crashing waves below with only one thought. "Why not jump? What's left for me?" All the sounds vanished in his head. He took a step a little closer to the edge. A car pulls up with a girl in it. She gets out and starts screaming the mans name with tears in her eyes. "James! Please don't jump! I upendo you!" He couldn't hear her as he looked...