Aliyah-Me(18)
Alexus(18)
Jasmine(18)
Prince(18)
Roc(18)
Ray(18)
My pov
Wassup im Aliyah but wewe can call me liyah for short. I sing and im a backup dancer for mindless behavior with my two besties Alexus and Jasmine. I feel torn that prod left but ayyee Nobody knows this but i kinda like ray idk what it feels like to like someone bcus my dad always abused me and i never liked boys ever since but the past is gone and im living the life out in L.A.
Alexus pov
Hello im alexus but i perfer u call me lexi. I live with my sister jimmy, hunitumia and bestie liyah in L.A me and my sister been through alot our parents always fighting and never paying us attention then we were adopted then abandoned we found a friend (liyah) who is like a sister to us and she took us in until we were back on our feet. now as many sexy boys in L.A. its dis one boy roc oooo lawwd Jesus his name even sexy i just dont know i think i like him but i never felt this way before.
jimmy, hunitumia Pov
HELLO BVTCHES!! my bad but im jazz and im sure my sis already told yall our story and all but yea i dance and all but im not as good as this cutie prince i mean between him his hair and his moves idk wich i upendo most wait what am i saying upendo idek what upendo is.
Alexus(18)
Jasmine(18)
Prince(18)
Roc(18)
Ray(18)
My pov
Wassup im Aliyah but wewe can call me liyah for short. I sing and im a backup dancer for mindless behavior with my two besties Alexus and Jasmine. I feel torn that prod left but ayyee Nobody knows this but i kinda like ray idk what it feels like to like someone bcus my dad always abused me and i never liked boys ever since but the past is gone and im living the life out in L.A.
Alexus pov
Hello im alexus but i perfer u call me lexi. I live with my sister jimmy, hunitumia and bestie liyah in L.A me and my sister been through alot our parents always fighting and never paying us attention then we were adopted then abandoned we found a friend (liyah) who is like a sister to us and she took us in until we were back on our feet. now as many sexy boys in L.A. its dis one boy roc oooo lawwd Jesus his name even sexy i just dont know i think i like him but i never felt this way before.
jimmy, hunitumia Pov
HELLO BVTCHES!! my bad but im jazz and im sure my sis already told yall our story and all but yea i dance and all but im not as good as this cutie prince i mean between him his hair and his moves idk wich i upendo most wait what am i saying upendo idek what upendo is.
Once i was having a siku dream about this story. And it brang me to this. A story about AshleyxDamon.
Chapter 1: Sunset
Sitting in an oak tree,a young 13 mwaka old was uandishi a letter to her father in Tokyo. He was doing research. Then her twin Austin came. "What are wewe doing here?," she asked. "I upendo the sunset", Austin said. "That's why i'm here," Ashley said. They watched the beautiful sunset and went in they're vintage home. "Ashley who is the letter for,"Austin asked. " Dad," she answered. "Dinner wewe guys," there mother said. And they went inside.
Credit to breebree446
Kalie's P.O.V
we saw the zombies coming our direction.we got our arrows ready. we were slowly walkinng when Anny falls on a coprse. we saw it was the scientist,. she screams in a high pitched. i wuickly cover her mouth. one zombie came kwa the pale grey skin. peeled bloody patches. white grey eyes. the rotten meat odor. i shoot it wtih the bullet. the blood flying. we went runnig. so we were the only ones alive. thats why the testers wanted us. they thought we were effected. well we are clean. for now. we kept running the growling of zombies behind us. i trun and see one of them grab anny's neck. i shoot them and they fall guts going. i grab her and check her. luckily she was alright. i sigh in relief and carry her over my shoulder. we were runnig when their was a cliff. now what?
we saw the zombies coming our direction.we got our arrows ready. we were slowly walkinng when Anny falls on a coprse. we saw it was the scientist,. she screams in a high pitched. i wuickly cover her mouth. one zombie came kwa the pale grey skin. peeled bloody patches. white grey eyes. the rotten meat odor. i shoot it wtih the bullet. the blood flying. we went runnig. so we were the only ones alive. thats why the testers wanted us. they thought we were effected. well we are clean. for now. we kept running the growling of zombies behind us. i trun and see one of them grab anny's neck. i shoot them and they fall guts going. i grab her and check her. luckily she was alright. i sigh in relief and carry her over my shoulder. we were runnig when their was a cliff. now what?
this is a shabiki fiction of the novel, Darker Still, kwa Leanna Renee Hieber.
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Disclaimer: Ms. Hieber own the rights to the book Darker Still.
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Summary: In New York, 1880, Natalie Stewart fell in upendo with Lord Denbury, known as Johnathon Whitby to family and close friends, who was trapped in a painting; and under a curse. With the help of family friend, Evelyn Northe, she is able to free him, and they leave the state.
But history repeats itself.
Now, in present siku New York, 13 mwaka old Katia Whitby (Natalie's Greatx6 granddaughter)has become entranced kwa a painting which seems oddly alive. Katia is also mute, like Natalie was. She seems to some of the same abilities that her great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother did. Because her father works for the local museum of art, she's able to see the incredible painting with which she's obsessed zaidi often. But is that really best?
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Disclaimer: Ms. Hieber own the rights to the book Darker Still.
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Summary: In New York, 1880, Natalie Stewart fell in upendo with Lord Denbury, known as Johnathon Whitby to family and close friends, who was trapped in a painting; and under a curse. With the help of family friend, Evelyn Northe, she is able to free him, and they leave the state.
But history repeats itself.
Now, in present siku New York, 13 mwaka old Katia Whitby (Natalie's Greatx6 granddaughter)has become entranced kwa a painting which seems oddly alive. Katia is also mute, like Natalie was. She seems to some of the same abilities that her great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother did. Because her father works for the local museum of art, she's able to see the incredible painting with which she's obsessed zaidi often. But is that really best?
I can see it now
Just how it will be
And don’t even ask how
au what will be the key
I think of all that is lost
And can’t even bare the cost
To know they suffer
But no one will offer
A way out
au a new place
au even a new rout
But to stick your sorrows in a case
I leave her tonight
And don’t give thought to all in sight
Not wanting that pain
As in the ground she is lain
Before I let a single tear go
I turn away
As I sob an ‘Oh’
And say I’m okay
I can’t believe she’s gone
Leaving behind her sweat John
Without saying a single good-bye
In heartache we sigh
Not wanting to cry there
But her spirit surrounds us
We see her everywhere
Form every nyumbani to every bus
But we can’t kubeba to say good-bye
As to us everyone will lie
We fall to the ground in pain
As dirt goes in, where she was lain
And our souls say their last good-bye
Just how it will be
And don’t even ask how
au what will be the key
I think of all that is lost
And can’t even bare the cost
To know they suffer
But no one will offer
A way out
au a new place
au even a new rout
But to stick your sorrows in a case
I leave her tonight
And don’t give thought to all in sight
Not wanting that pain
As in the ground she is lain
Before I let a single tear go
I turn away
As I sob an ‘Oh’
And say I’m okay
I can’t believe she’s gone
Leaving behind her sweat John
Without saying a single good-bye
In heartache we sigh
Not wanting to cry there
But her spirit surrounds us
We see her everywhere
Form every nyumbani to every bus
But we can’t kubeba to say good-bye
As to us everyone will lie
We fall to the ground in pain
As dirt goes in, where she was lain
And our souls say their last good-bye