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posted by hgfan5602
When will this end?
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality

They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope

When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying kwa their own hands everyday.

They say this world can change for the better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will

When will upendo start?
The siku we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away

When will our world change?
The siku we upendo too much to kill
The siku others' pain is our pain
The siku we act instead of just talking about it

"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
I say, let us try.
posted by Percysclique
Chapter 4 – An Old Friend Returns
Kaolin was about to pass out in the middle of the well-travelled dirt road. He hadn’t gotten any sleep since Amorite had freed him. Kaolin felt that happened days zamani rather than last night.
Tanis was dozing in Kaolin’s arms. Ileana was dragging her feet and trying her hardest to keep up with Kaolin’s strides. Kaolin had spent the journey taking turns carrying the children. They were weak and hungry. There was no way they could make the five mile trek on their own.
“How much longer, Kaolin?” Ileana clutched Kaolin’s brown tunic with her small grimy...
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posted by ilovehouse345
I lied
I lied to them and got caught
I confessed up and told them the truth
but they get zaidi upset
I walk down the dark hallway
into my lonely empty room
I lie on my bed, thinking
I go to songesha and I can't
I fall down
pain shooting threw me
they walk in
saying I'm faking to make them feel bad
they walk out
leaving me on the ground
crying out in pain
I finally give up
crawl over to the closet
get the gun and cocked it
put it to my temple and pulled the trigger
life...filled with hate
I've chased down all my demons
but it wasn't enough
mistreated,misplaced,misunderstood.
I can't write this anymore.

I feel like its a copy of Avatar the last airbender. And the companions quartet. I never intended on making it like that. But whenever I imagine my characters using their powers I see them bending. I know wewe are all going to get. mad. Really mad. Really really mad. Really really really really mad. But my stories need zaidi *sparkle*. A better writer with better talent. I think it needs zaidi thought. I think I should create something that is REALLY from my imagination. Thats why, no matter what wewe all are going to say....

I'm stopping Girl who cried wolf.

I know your...
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posted by poseidongurl10
Why bring a 10 mwaka old to a crime Scene?Why even kill her parents in the first place?I'm Agent Lauren Klozwesk.I work for the FBI.I'm stationed i'm Arkanas.And I'm being wanted kwa my nyumbani country I escaped:Venice,Italy.

I'm currently working on a case that involves a murder.The Ivashkov family was recently killed in their urban Arkanas house.My motive is Why?Why kill Them?Why leave the Daughter?

Lately,I've been with the daughter,Violet."So Violet,would wewe like a danish for Breakfeast?"I asked.She shook her head.Who could blame Her?She saw her parents die."Ok,you want Cereal?"I was trying...
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posted by hannah_vampire
I can only hope that this is good.

Adrian Dante – 1864
My horse ambled along for a considerable distance, I watched as the faint fog hung over the hallows. Katherine hid in the shadows praying not to be seen. “I have tasted your blood Katherine so wewe cannot hide” She appeared in front of me “what do I own wewe Mr Adrian Dante” My kubeba smile alone scared her “Why do wewe think? I’m here to kill wewe my love” Her face went cold but then she smiled.

Present
The cold winter chills hung in the air and the lake’s waters were crystalized. An arm snaked around my waist “I thought you...
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Hey, here is the end of the last chapter!


Her whole body jerked awake.She was lying on the ground crying and shaking. The group of girls were watching in horror, Lily had a tear rolling down her face. Elyon and Rose were crounched down beside Alexis, Astrid had her hand on Alexis's cheeks.The two of them looked into each ohers eyes, before Alexis smiled.
"I bet the file didn't say anything like ths?" Alexis whisperd trying to stand. Astrid was shaking too as she helped her friend to her feet. Elyon and Rose Stood up too, Lily hugged Alexis.
"What just happened?"She pleaded not letting go. Alexis...
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posted by EmzLovesCheryl
I keep my rhythm
I tap in time,
My muziki is my world
An angry beat inside.
It can crash like a waterfall
au gradually trickle down,
It can make wewe laugh and cry
That powerful sound.

My headphones on my head
The lyrics flowing though,
Filling up my brain
muziki is the chakula I chew.
It can be beautiful, strange
Crazy and cool,
I couldn't live without music
There's a style to suit all.

muziki is like a brand new life
Jumping around your mind,
Each instrument that is played
Is an ingredient to find.
There's nothing quite like music
There's nothing quite like me,
wewe can always find a friend in music
muziki will always be.
I lay in kitanda after I woke up to the cold harsh air coming though the trailer's small window. It was another crisp siku in New York. Cold, like any other winter day, but peaceful. Very unusual around here. I could hear my mom heating leftovers in the small jikoni outside my door. I decided it's better than her up and leaving for three days. She struggles to keep two jobs to pay off what we need. She's usually not around very much. I've basically been raising myself. At least today I can talk to her.
I walked into the jikoni to see her using the laptop. That thing is her life outside of work....
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Sorry if this isn't very good!

Angel was so excited, her best best Marafiki were coming for her birthday sleepover at five o clock! Time crept slowly to ten past five and still not a single soul in sight! Suddenly her little sister Summer shouted “Ha Ha they're not coming they hate wewe so much!” Angel ran upstairs weeping and charged desperately into her sister Friday's room.


“Was Summer being mean to wewe again?” asked Friday
“Yes, she alisema that my Marafiki weren't coming because they hate me and that's not true!”
“Don't worry its only because she is jealous about wewe having the best...
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posted by HouseMindFreak
A story I am uandishi about a American Indian boy of the Comanche tribe in Texas. He his cursed with a Supernatural evil but will have to confront his demon and the master of the Underworld realm which has plans for his curse...

Hell’s Outlaw

Chapter 1

In the town of Big Spring, Texas, a 12 mwaka old Comanche Indian boy named Koda awoke that Saturday morning with a feeling of dread and excitement.
As with any boy approaching their 13th birthday in his tribe, he was to prepare for his spiritual quest but unlike the others before him, he did not look mbele to it.
He has spent many arguments...
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The city of light was full of marchants and villagers. Elyon stood and gazed at them from the huge silver gate. And gurding the gate was two broad shouldered men, wearing bright white robes, that glowed from every angle.
"Excuse me?" the man with blonde hair asked. When Elyon took a shaky step forward, the men stared shocked at her.
"Elyon? What are wewe doing outside the city?" The man asked. Elyon took in a deep sharp breath and took another shaky step forward. She still hadnt noticed that the vilagers were watching silently.
"Elyon...my name is..?she smiled and fell into the darknes, fainted. The two gaurds rushed to her aid, and the vilagers erupted into a panicky uproar
"Quick take her to Lady Alexsis!" the man with darker ahir nodded, picked up Elyon and disapered.
"Leo? What the hell is going on? This is a bad sign," an old man closest to the alone guard asked.
"I dont know," he muttered looking up at the ngome of light, "i really dont know,".

maoni PLZ
posted by TomboyWriter
She is crying but Kevin is staring with no care and walks away and Connor comes up behind me and kisses the back of my neck. Dylan and Mel are playing in the sand and Debbie and Dawn and Avril are dancing around with Damon. I smile this is how I want it to be. Me and Connor sway and he pulls me close and I lean back and he kisses my neck and soon I see Kira copying me and Cody copying Connor. I laugh and jump into Connors arms where he cradles me and he whispers “ how long till we get out of here and our honeymoon can start.” I chuckle and say “soon.” He smiles and sets me on my feet...
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posted by mitchie19
I got bored in the laptop so I opened MS Word and start typing whatever. Then I come to this.
Plus I like uandishi stories, so enjoy.
Note: Fan-made


I woke up in the middle of the night, feeling heavy and uneasy.
My mind rushed through the memories. I pushed myself back to sleep not remembering any parts happened earlier. Bonnie. Bonnie, I thought. She had been killed kwa Katherine. Oh, God. She can’t be! She can’t be dead! My fingers harden the mto so I could hardly breathe. I felt moisture rushing to the surface of my eyes. I shouted, nor pouted. Though, no one can here me. Jeremy’s out...
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posted by bri-marie
Note: I'm not sure how much I like the names I gave my characters. I may changed them in later parts.
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A small, silver picture frame sat alone on a nightstand. The picture held inside it, yellowed and dusty with age, showed three small children – two boys and one girl, all about six years old – with their arms wrapped around each others shoulders. They were standing in front of a large oak mti and the shadows had made the pictures unreal; the girl's hair was shown to be brown and the boys...
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posted by joe-edwardfan
“    the new beginning ”

As days passed it got worse. I couldn't take it anymore, we were growing apart, barely even talking.
Anything I talked about doing, Edward would disagree au say its not safe.
Once, I was going to the toilet and Edward asked Alice to go with me!. To the toilet!
That led to a siku of me ignoring him. That taught him a lesson to shut his mouth and stop making decision for me…..well for about 24 hours. Then it starts again.
“Bells….your getting so boring! Talk a little…oh! I have a better idea lets play” Emmett grinned.
“Emmett, cant wewe see...
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At first I'd like to remark that english isn't my mothertongue. I tried hard to translate my little story into proper english, but maybe I made a few mistakes. However, I'm posting the english and the german version now, so just read them both if wewe understand it. :)
Here it is:

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One wonderful day, it finally was at her feet. She hadn't seen it for days, and the longing had nearly cankered her. She had missed it like a lover au a brother, no, more; like a piece of herself. It looked even zaidi beautiful than in her memory, how it sprawled in the sun. She was surprised,...
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posted by HarryPLover
The pain wewe caused isn't what scarred me
The burning tears wewe left me to shed isn't what burned me
Your last words aren't what hindered me
It was the Legend.

That endless struggle to win
To fight back
To not toss and turn in my bed
That secure feeling I had before you
To feel as a sharp as a pencil lead
Now that loneliness I feel without you
A constant reminder

Feeling my moyo beat again
Done with the breathtaking moments
And the heart-skipping kisses
To breathe again
Over and Done with

It wasn't those tears
It wasn't those words
It wasn't all that pain wewe left me to bare.

It wasn't the legend wewe were when wewe were here
But the legacy in my moyo that wewe left!
posted by StarWarsFan7
There I was. *sigh* Just sitting there, waiting for him. Who? wewe ask? My crush, Patrick Wellsiben, he was the one for me. Let alone, him being THE most maarufu boy in school, I was known as a loser. I was the omega of the mbwa mwitu pack. What am I talking about? Nevermind. My conscience says "Ask him out!", but my guts say "Don't do it you! He's gonna say no!" I don't know what to do! He comes near me and says "Hey." I stand there like a scarecrow smiling. "I feel stupid." "So stupid." Why shouldn't I get the attention from populars? I have short, thick black hair, I wear tank tops all the time, regular jeans and converse. So much for fitting in.
posted by bri-marie
Micheal Ryder swerved sharply to the left, almost missing the small driveway he was supposed to be turning into. He winced as his pickup truck made the rough transition between concrete and gravel. It was something he was going to have to get used to – he'd be driving down this path every siku for who knew how long. A particularly large rock dislodged him from his seat, and he let out a foul explicative as his blond head bashed against the ceiling of the cab. Cursing his father, and the owners of the house he was renting, he slammed the truck to a stop. Not caring that he was still yards away...
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posted by grissomsgirl
Please read Parts 1&2 au this won't make any sense.
This isn't a timeline story Gilbert is three and this is my first try at fanfiction, so please be gentle!

All CSI characters owned kwa CBS except for Grissom Junior, he's mine, I hope!

I have no idea what went on after I met the rest of my family but I understood some of it, something about going nyumbani a week off and Stevie, Daddy does not look too well so I asked him who Stevie is whilst I sat on Grampa Jim’s lap “Gilbert, Stevie is my tarantula and he lives in a tank in my office” alisema Daddy “what’s a tarantula Daddy?” Daddy...
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