uandishi Article: Angel

Angel

posted by annabethxchase

I'd often dream of having a guardian angel
Some one to be there for me, to protect me
I'm my dreams she had a smile like the sunshine
A smile that broke through the clouds and sparkled upon the horizon.
She would never walk away as I reach my hand to her
She would whisper to me, so softly and I'd feel my moyo beat faster
She would touch my cheek with the tips of her fingers
Her porcelain, tiled skin resting against mine

My Angel was not only a dream, but a wish
A wish for a happiness that would only be filled kwa love,
Her love
She would hold me close in the cold
She would whisper to me again
Our breath mixing in the icy breeze
I'd often count the days of snow flakes
I'd watch them fall while I dreamed of her hand
Interwound in mine.

I longed for another body inayofuata to me
Cool skin held against warm
Her silky hair Tangled in my fingers as I stair into the most intriguing blue eyes
It was something no one but me could witness
My angel

Perfection was the only word to describe her
Nothing about her had a fault
From her thin body to rose pink lips
I some times wondered what they would taste of
What would they be like, pressed to mine in a way only she could
We could stay together for hours
In each others arms
A thin embrace, softer than the silence surrounding us
But strong enough not to be broken

I'd brush my fingers along her lips and she would smile
I would feel myself been lulled to sleep kwa the soft motion and her mellow moyo beat
A moyo beat in time with my own
Something speaking over a thousand words
With nothing zaidi than a gentle thump thump

My Angel wewe are perfect
I cannot see anything zaidi beautiful then you
My dreams are whole with wewe In them and as wewe whisper my name
I can feel myself falling into the safety of your arms

My Angel wewe may not mean anything to others but to me
wewe are my whole world
And as we sit here sharing soft chaste kisses, I wonder,
My angel
Are wewe mine to keep?

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Unforgivable Ch. 13- Epilogue

posted by para-scence

"Shiloh, I..." my mouth was dry, and I had no idea what to say. He smiled hopefully at me. I did upendo him, but I'm only eighteen! "I... uh..." The door opened, and Sicily and Chance walked in. Sicily froze when she saw us; my face burning and Shiloh down on one knee. She mouthed "oops" and tip-toed out of the room, still holding Chance. I heard her giggle.

"Well...?" Shiloh prompted, thinking I'd forgotten the awali conversation. I turned back to him, my mouth still gaping. Then, my moyo seemed to melt. I realized I loved him a lot; and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

"Yes."...

The Immortal

posted by xXxEmoRAwRxXx

Yeah I know it sucks I was bored when I wrote this....so yeah. [Chapter 1]
She stares at the rain in silence. Grieve over took her. She sat there still looking at the body lying cold, pale, still, and dead on the floor. She just stared not sharing a tear and droped the knife, she then looks at the lighting that was flowing in the sky. She then spares a tear, she sits still inayofuata to the body crying for her lover. What had she done? He didn't deserve the pain she gave him. She gets up and comes back with another knife, a bottle of scottch, and a...

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The first 3 chapters of my book- Flame Boy

posted by coolie

Jason: blonde spiky hair, green eyes, wearing his inayopendelewa guitar, gitaa shati for almost three days straight, and he’s a teenager, but a rather short one. He has machungwa, chungwa braces that are spotted easily when he smiles. Jason has an arm that can oddly twist all the way around in a
perfect circle. One of the strangest things about him is a black thing in the shape of a flame on his left leg. People think it’s a poorly drawn drawing, but he was born with it, and as he got older it grew with him.

Jason was sitting kwa the fireplace watching the flames blow from side to side. His eyes liked to find themselves,...

Psychoanalysis: Chapter 15

posted by Insight357

“I can’t get wewe out of my head either,” I said. Voices broke loose in my head, and I fought to push them all back.
    “What are we going to do then?” he asked unaware of the chaos in my mind.
    “What do wewe mean?” I asked confused.
    “We both have feelings for each other. We can’t just ignore it,” Alexander said.
    “I know,” I wanted to ignore it no matter what he said. That would be rude though.
    “We should take time together to explore...

Psychoanalysis: Chapter 13

posted by Insight357

I sat on a black, leather couch, starring at the deep blue walls. I was in Alexander’s office, for my appointment. I’d come here straight from the cathedral. My hair was tangled, and messy. I still wore plaid pajama bottoms, and an old, gray tee shirt.
    I came to a realization last night. Today, I would make my move. I have done enough to hold my own. Now I could be happy…Maybe.
    I debated whether, au not I should tell Alexander about Lucy. Dr. Anozi would’ve liked the idea, but I’m not sure about Dr. Laveney.
    I also...

Hells Outlaw -- Chapter 17

posted by HouseMindFreak

Chapter 17

“Who killed them?!” Koda growled.
Iah was trying to keep Koda calm; from his few encounters with this one he knew anger was Koda’s worst enemy.
“I am not sure…” he replied softly.
“How can wewe not know!?” he screamed, charging after Iah. He dug his fingers into Iah’s chest as they turned to claws, slamming him to the ground, his dark red eyes bored into Iah’s sending dark chills through his mind. “You know everything else but wewe don’t know who killed them?”
Iah cringed in pain, trying to speak.
“I do not know but…I have a feeling who may have done…it”...

Living in the City of the 1970's: Chapter 1

posted by StarWarsFan7

I stroll down Western Avenue with a blue coin mfuko wa fedha, mfuko in my fragile hands. People in every direction as far as the eye can see. Neighbors being neighborly, store keepers selling and people riding the subway to work. Today happens to be a Saturday morning. And as usual, I awaken in the morning at six o'clock and dress. Every Saturday morning is the same old thing. I turn to the corner seeing the store I've been looking for. Roosevelt Island Shop. Yes. Indeed I live on the island of Roosevelt Island. It's very exhilirating to walk in the streets of our state of New York. As I enter the small shop,...

Psychoanalysis: Chapter 4

posted by Insight357

    I stood from the brown couch, rubbing my eyes. I had slept on the couch. Grey was mad, and I had been stressed. It was a fight waiting to happen.
    Grey had already left for her job at the pharmacy. She was a secretary. Today, I was going to get my license, to practice psychology.
    I stood from the couch, I was dressed in last night’s clothes. I’d been at the bar, doing tequila, tekila shots. I was trying to numb my mind from pop-up questions.
    It had been a week since I left the asylum. Since I left Dr. Anozi....

Hells Outlaw - Chapter 12

posted by HouseMindFreak

Chapter 12

The late afternoon sun shined on Koda’s back as he headed further west. Soon the sun would be shining in front of him, slowly drifting its way down the western horizon. Night would follow…

The hospital grew quiet as the hours went by. Jax’s pain had subsided but his anger and vengeance did not. With each passing dakika he grew zaidi restless and ready to leave his hospital bed.
He gently took the oxygen tubes out of his nose then gritted his teeth as he pulled the IV out his hand. Slowly, he moved his feet towards the edge of the kitanda but quickly pushed them back as he saw a nurse...

Psychoanalysis: Prolouge

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.

Collin mitaani, mtaa Despair (short story)

posted by liissaaxx

“I can’t even remember why I chose to marry you!” She yelled. Her beautiful face filled with anger, those sparkling brown eyes that I have loved since siku one, bore into me with no affection. She had alisema them, the words I never wanted to hear.
The fight had been going on for an saa now and I started to yell back, I could no longer control myself. Our first real fight in five years. I knew she would be over it soon and that big bright smile will light up her face, but I was overwhelmed too. I was hurt. But I stopped myself.
There were no lights on in our house; the outside light had...

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Every story has its beginning.

posted by jesus_bale

"It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right."

I can still remember the disappointment in those hazel eyes the moment I told him I was leaving. I couldn't stay - I had no choice. I still can't decide whether it hurt zaidi to leave him, au to know I had been the one who caused the pain. What was I supposed to do? This child needed guidance and protection now zaidi than ever, and I couldn't help him. For so long I had been the one to console him - make him feel salama - and it was coming to an end. It was... the rule.

"I need to go away, Alex. It's what imaginary Marafiki do....

Hell's Outlaw--Chapter 10

posted by HouseMindFreak

Chapter 10

“It appears an animal attacked him but the claw marks look almost….human,”
“How could a person do something like this?”

Voices echoed in and around him. They sounded so distant like he was under water.
His face burned like something tore the skin off and left it bare to the elements.
A light glowed around his eyes; a strong smell of oxygen filled his nose as he took in a deep breath.
The voices became louder as he became zaidi awake.

“He’s starting to wake up.”

“What’s going on?” he winced. Talking made his face hurt.

“You’re in the hospital, wewe were found this morning...

Hell's Outlaw--Chapter 8

posted by HouseMindFreak

Chapter 8

The highway was strangely quiet tonight.
On a typical Friday night Officer Ranald would see 20 cars every 5 dakika but since the early evening there hasn’t been one car except for a few semi-trucks. In his 25 years as an officer, this was a rare occurrence.
His patrol car sat parked in a shallow ditch in the darkness so that any driver going over the speed would never see him until it was too late. One of the many perks of being a highway patrol officer.
But tonight it was boring him to death.

With his window rolled down the outside air was cool and fresh making him feel more...

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Blind: Chapter 1

posted by Insight357

Yes, it was happening (again). Seventeen mwaka old Wyatt Thomas was being chased kwa a pair of vampyres. Great. He was going to be late to school for the fourth time that week. He was sure his best friend Elizabeth would cover for him, as she'd done the other four times this week.
He spun around with inhuman speed. Blue flames leapt out of his fingers toward the vampyres. When the flames made contact the vamps flew back into the wall. Wyatt quickly ran out of the ally, and all the way to school.
Wyatt, suprisingly, got to school on time, early in fact. Even Elizabeth wasn't there yet. So, he...

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upendo is Wild: Chapter 9

posted by sawfan13

As they were drawing close to Howl, I got jealous and defensive all of a sudden. "Hey! He's not used to so many people around him, so back off!" One of the girls looked at me and said,"Take a chill pill,k'? We just like him." Debbie flashed her evil green eyes at me and said,"Yeah Lilith. Maybe he would like to see a real woman for once instead of a little pathetic nobody like you." Something inside of me just burst into flames. She's kept going and going, calling me trashy because of how my tank juu was inaonyesha my naval. I gave her a cold hard stare and said,"You're jealous because I have...

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upendo is Wild: Chapter 8

posted by sawfan13

Howl helped me navigate to my campsite. We didn't see a single soul there. I was relieved that they were gone, since I didn't want to swoop down there with Howl, and start gawking at him all the time. I got out a first aid kit, and untied the cloth from my shati from his body. Good thing the wild animal didn't slash him that deeply. All I really need to put on Howl for him to heal is Poroxcide, Neosporin, and a gauze bandage to wrap, upangaji pamoja around his upper waist around the upper ab area. I doctored him and ordered him to rest on my sleeping bag/bed. I'm pretty sure he heals pretty quickly for a man...

Hell's Outlaw - Chapter 7

posted by HouseMindFreak

Chapter 7

Koda awoke suddenly.
His moyo was hammering in his chest and an excruciating pain filled his body.
His skin felt as if it was ripping open, his muscles were in so much pain as if he pulled every muscle fiber.
The skin and Bones in his fingertips exploded as something else grew in replacement of his nails.
His jawbone crunched and popped.

Everything in his body was changing.

As he tried to maintain his thoughts, he slowly Lost all memory of who he was. He was becoming zaidi animal than human.

The pain finally subsided.
All he thought and felt was anger.
And revenge.

Jax sat alone in the living...

Live will find a way...chapter 3

posted by ilovehouse345

Last time.... she got a text message from brian (mr.m)
Hey Jasmine,wanna go out for chajio, chakula cha jioni tomarrow night?
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She was speechless. Didn't they just have this coversation,(well zaidi like she had it with herself in her head but still...) and now all of a sudden he's asking her out. So she started typing back.
sure.what time do you- then she remebered jade. She couldn't just leave her. Could she?
uhh...mabye I have a guest staying here but if she doesn't mind then sure!. She closed her phone and went back to making chakula for her and jade. The house was quiet for a while and then...

upendo will find a way;even if it needs some help.

posted by ilovehouse345

Almost everyone knows that middle school is like a living hell. (If yours wasn't then good for you!).and most people know when wewe have a hell wewe have little demons that come along with it, also known as middle schoolers. But sometimes middle schoolers know what's best ..........

3 girls made their way down the hallway to 4th period, hands down their inayopendelewa class. Its was social studies. They all hated social studies but what they like is the fact that 2 teachers combine their classes and teach together, and that the 2 teachers are always flirting. The teachers are mr.miller and mrs.ledingham,...