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i was a normal 18 mwaka old colledge student until that night that horid night the night that all saftyein my life died it was a cold winters night and me and my friend trent were going to stay the night at the most haunted hospital in the world ( zaidi like most haunted place of death and despair)waverly hlls sanitoryoum. "come on tristen were going to be laughing stocks of the city if we dont go" "trent." i alisema " i dont think we should go" " are u chicening out." he alisema " no" i snapped " but its not right" i argued to him "its these millions of death beads and u have famly that died there and so do i" " he looked mad at me mentioning his uncle who died there but i had to make him stop. "no" he alisema " we are going." to hell i thought if only i new
posted by gumball789
I live in my opinion possibly the most ghetto town in the United States, Pittsburgh. People have been committing suicide all over town. Population all over town has been decreasing, fast. Some of my Marafiki were so depressed that they were thinking about "joining the crowd". I wouldn't live without my friends. I don't want my Marafiki to go as well as my mom and dad. Yes, I'm an orphan. I've been an orphan for about three weeks. My Marafiki have disappeared. I think they went to Clarion; but I could be wrong. There have been tons of fights at my school. Most of the people that were committing suicide were middle school and high school aged. I was getting really tired really fast. I climbed up in a mti and found a comfortable spot and fell asleep. inayofuata thing I knew, I was tied up on a pole.







Sorry for cliffhangers....
posted by DxCFan123
.. my little sister Leaisl. B-B-But the image wasn't from my eyes, no. From her eyes at my... my funeral

'Sam is very peaceful, Mama. I would upendo to be like her' I said, twirling Samantha's hair around my finger
'Lea, she's-' alisema Kevin
'She doesn't know!!' Grandma hissed back
'Know about what?'
'That Sammie is in a state of peace. To be like her, wewe must disconnect from the li- I mean, outside world. Are wewe willing to do this?'

Godfather mbwa mwitu stepped out of the shadows behind us and into the light. He stared at me with his one eye, the other bandaged. 'I-I-I am not sure. I will think about it,...
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posted by DxCFan123
Me and Marie stood at the edge of Skye's hospital bed. He moyo was barely beating. I was able to wash off all the blood before anyone saw me. "So tragic, huh? Well, listen, I've got someone to tell you." she said. We sat down and she stared at the ground. "I-I used to know Skye. We knew eachother in Kinder. We were great friends. I know wewe two were, too. But, then, one siku she pulled a prank in me. We had to write report. Me and her picked the same thing, but she alisema it was fine and wrote mine for me. But, then, She wrote horrible, horrible things that I told her, as secrets. They caused...
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 Victoria (:
Victoria (:
The subject of Rowan stopped the chewing of pizza and sipping of soda. Everyone at my sleepover knew I had had a HUGE crush on him for a really, really long time. Finally, someone spoke. It was my best friend, Liz. “Um, Victoria, how do wewe expect this plan to work out? I mean, wewe know...” Liz had always been sensitive about the boy, even though they’d ended a 2-year relationship almost 7 months ago, she still wasn’t over him. Someone else replied, kwa saying “Um, Liz? Hun? wewe BROKE UP WITH HIM LIKE, 7 MONTHS AGO! wewe really need to songesha on.” I shifted uncomfortably. I hated when...
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posted by noahnstar1616
Cameron faced me. "Huh?"

"I said", my eyes focused on Mercury. "Could wewe give us some privacy?"

"I could, but I don't want to."

I scowled.

"It's fine Mercury, I'll see wewe later." Cameron kissed her on the cheek.

The sight stung the back of my eyeballs.

She smiled at him, glared at me, and left.

Cameron faced me again. "Now what did wewe want?"

"I want to know why the hell you're tongue was in that..bitch's mouth", I yelled. I had never used profanity before, but it felt good.

"Because she's my girlfriend."

"No, I'm your girlfriend!"

"Correction, wewe were my girlfriend."

" 'Were'? What do wewe mean 'were'?...
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posted by WildCherryWolf
The Tower of London is notorious for it's ghost stories. Its where I live. I get to go to the White Tower whenever I want. I get to hang round the St. Peter ad Vincula chapel. And sometimes, I can get Marafiki in for free. But this, this is my story. My name is Tallulah, Tara to my friends, family, and you. And this is my tale of terror in the Tower.

I had gotten back from Tudor History with my tutor. I was pretty exhausted, as I had been on a walking tour and class. And I had been called in to help a guided tour, that's the kind of thing we get when we live here. It's only a few of us, but we...
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Just tell me what wewe think, :)     






Aria Glass sat on juu of her house with an unopened bia in her hand and her eyes on the sky. It was a beautiful night and Toby and Jared where at it again. Jared had become zaidi quick-tempered than usual, barking at almost everything. Neither boy’s where good at their temper control and over the years Aria had learned to let boys be boys and fight it out themselves. But Aria could take them both, Aria smirked at this thought, true au not they would never hurt her.
    But she did hate it when they fought, although...
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posted by para-scence
"...So there's no way you're taking Cosette nyumbani if she doesn't want to!" Echo shouted across the kitchen. She's been ranting for about ten dakika straight. It even frightened me. Asteria seemed surprised, but calm. That scared me too. Was she so certain I was coming nyumbani no matter what? Echo paused for a couple moments, trying to regain her breath. She looked at me. "You... aren't leaving, are you?" I looked at Asteria, and sighed.

"No," I alisema firmly. Asteria's eyes saddened a little bit.

"Please?" she whispered. My moyo ached at her sadness. I was stuck between her, and my life here. But...
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posted by lauren777222
"All I need is your support",she said.My stomach went into knots.Reluctantly I took her hand.Boney fingers stabbed into mine.The room began to spin and purple fog rolled into the room through the floor boards.Then,it was done.Let me start from the beginning.I'm Caroline LeBeau.My father used to own half of New Orleans.That is,before his "tragic" death.Before he took his last breath he alisema to me and my twin sister,Madeline,"My millions will be divided between wewe two."It has been four years since then and me and Madeline have went our seperate ways.Here's our story.
"Come on,hon,you can't stay...
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posted by para-scence
The inayofuata day, I had no choice but to go to school. My Marafiki looked at me with concerned looks, but I tried to ignore that. We all stood around in front of the school, waiting to be let in before the first bell.

"How wewe doing?" Chasity asked. I shrugged.

"Did wewe hear?" Axel said, his eyes wide with interest.

"Hear what," Liberty said.

"The kids they took in weren't the real shooters. They had their alibis. And no one ever really saw the shooters; they were disguised au something. So that means---"

"The real shooters are still here," jogoo finished. Everyone shifted uncomfortably.

"Well why...
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 Ky
Ky
“Oni! Did wewe already pack some shampoo, conditioner and all of that crap? wewe know that hotel hygiene products suck!” shouted June through my bathroom door.

“June chill, Let me finish taking my waz.” I rolled my eyes. No use she couldn’t see it.

I walked out of the bathroom sat on the edge of my kitanda looked up at June and alisema “Don’t wewe ever go home? I bet that Andrew misses wewe dearly.” I smiled at her. Now it was her turn to roll her eyes.

June sat inayofuata to me. She put her head into her hands. I wasn't expecting that, I pat her back.

"June what's wrong?" I asked concerned while...
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posted by gabatron3000
 Oni
Oni
I was sitting. Doodling on a notepad with a purple pen and sitting on my inayopendelewa green beanbag chair.

“Oni, Oni!”(Oh-nee) Yelled my eldest sister June as she jogged into my room oh so gracefully. I sat upright, noticing that I was slouching again.

'Sit up straight au you’re gonna get a crooked spine and spend the rest of you’re life in a wheelchair.' I mocked my Mom’s frequent nags. She’s a Chiropractor, wewe know how they are.

“What is it my Lovely sister dear?” I asked June snidely while rolling my eyes.

You see, I haven’t been in the best mood these past few months. I...
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posted by Insight357
I got to the motel around ten that night. I paid forty dollars for two nights. I figured I could find an apartment kwa then. At least I hoped I could.
    I now sat on the side of a bank over looking a river. Lucy sat beside of me, getting all the latest drama from my life. She was almost like my therapist. I knew I was supposed to be hers, but it wasn‘t the best arrangement.
    “Love sucks, Lucy,” I alisema while rubbing my eyes. I had just told her about what happened between Alexander and me.
    “I used to think that, too....
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posted by Insight357
I awoke around ten that morning. I looked beside of me Alexander sat looking at me. A hint of a smile was on his face.
    “Good morning,” he said, handing me a cup of coffee.
    “Thanks,” I alisema taking a sip. It was just the way I like it, black.
    “You may want to get dressed,” Alexander said, eyeing my stomach. I pulled up the sheet.
    “Why? Clothes are so restricting,” I said. There was no point in getting dressed. I needed to avoid Grey as long as possible. She would be pissed.
    “I...
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posted by Insight357
It felt like I had been submerged under water. I was suffocating.
    “How could wewe leave her?” I managed to get the swali out of my mouth.
    “Genette didn’t tell me she was pregnant. I didn’t even know about Lucy until she was five. kwa then I figured it was too late,” Alexander alisema a look of pain was in his face.
    “It’s never too late, Alexander,” I said, angered kwa the fact he would just give that magnificent child up.
    “It was at the time. I didn’t know where she was, and the...
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posted by Insight357
    Grey pulled away from the house. I sat inside on the couch. Our house had deep brown walls, and light brown hard-wood floors. There were knick-knacks everywhere. Pictures of Grey’s family hung on the walls. None of mine, though, I prefer to keep mine in my suitcase.
    It may seem odd, but I keep all my belongings in my suitcase. I’m afraid if I unpack something bad will happen.
    The brown kitanda I sat on, and musty smell of the house grew old on me. I walked outside to the front porch. It was one of the nice, white, wrap-around...
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George Clark looked at his newborn son Lucas. Devestated at the death of his wife, he wonders why she couldn't stop her alcoholic addiction, especially for her own child. After they found out she was pregnant, George encouraged her to go to theorpy, have interventions, au anything to stop her addiction. Nothing would help. Even knowning that she had a son on the way, she still drank. George refused to raise Luke all kwa himself. He felt like he wouldn't be a good enough single father to raise him. He tried for a month, but took Luke to an orphanage, hoping that his son would be adopted and have...
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posted by sawfan13
Early in the afternoon. All of my sisters and her Marafiki are so excited about this trip to an actual wild forested area in Africa. I'm kinda on the fence about it, and I'm trying to start my own pool to see if my sister and her Marafiki will spaz out before they set foot on real jungle grass. He he. It's going to be so hilarious watching these spoiled rich brats take a look at a place without electricity, room-service, houses, pluming, and money usage. It's a high-heel free zone, and they're still wearing those screaming sequined death traps that their so-called "natural born perfected" feet...
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 Isabella
Isabella
    I woke up to a gloomy day. The reaping. I sigh, and get out of bed. I get dressed in a blue dress. I look into the mirror. My mom comes into the room, and braids my black hair. Everyday, she tells me I kubeba a strong resemblance to my father, but she never tells me who he is. "You look remarkable!" she says. She sighs. "Isabella Everdeen... I hope that name isn't pulled"
    "That game is foolishness! There are countless names in Panem. There are 24 tributes. Two of them from District 12. We havn't won in 36 years. 15 of them, I've been alive. 3 of...
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 Isabella
Isabella
    I woke up to a gloomy day. The reaping. I sigh, and get out of bed. I get dressed in a blue dress. I look into the mirror. My mom comes into the room, and braids my black hair. Everyday, she tells me I kubeba a strong resemblance to my father, but she never tells me who he is. "You look remarkable!" she says. She sighs. "Isabella Everdeen... I hope that name isn't pulled"
    "That game is foolishness! There are countless names in Panem. There are 24 tributes. Two of them from District 12. We havn't won in 36 years. 15 of them, I've been alive. 3 of...
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