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posted by joe-edwardfan
 bellas dress and Converse
bellas dress and converse
Chapter 8
I was so nerves how charlie was going to react, matt squeezed my hand to comfort me charlie opened the door and gasped he was stairing at me ,not beliving it was me
-Bella?
He wasn’t sure if it was really me and then I heard billys voice from the phone
-charlie charlie are wewe ok?
He didn’t respond and turned off the phone
-yeah dad its me
He staired at me again
-you look different!
-yeah two weeks does that to you.
I lied to him
-oh Bella! I missed wewe so much I was so worried that I wouldn’t see wewe again!
Then I took my hand out of matts and hugged him
-your cold
-yeah its freezing out side
I lied again it was just cloudy
Then he looked at matt
-this is matt my friend
-hi!
Matt alisema and shook Charlie's hand
-hi.
Charlie alisema confused
-can we come in?
I asked
-sure sure kid!
We went in everything was repaired and cleaned!
-the boys from la push came and heleped me
We sat on the sofa and talked for 16 dakika
Then I looked at charlie and said
-dad I cant stay I should go
-what, where?
-I'm staying with matt and his family in alaska
-Bella wewe cant just leave!!!
-dad I'm 18.
I alisema trying to reason with him
-but Bella…….
I cut him off
-charlie I came to say good bye………….
Then the door flew open and jake came in with sam and jared and seth
Then they all looked at me and matt confused
-Bella?
Jake and seth asked together
-yeah Bellas back!
Charlie alisema cheerfull like he didn’t hear a word I have said
-not for long!
I muttered under my breath annoyed but it was to low for charlie to hear bu jake and his Marafiki looked at me again and gasped
-Bella?
Jake asked not beliving it was me
-its me!
I alisema then I stood up and dragged matt with me
-Bella please don’t go! I just got wewe back after 2 weeks!
He begged I didn’t want to leave him but it was for himself
-dad I cant stay here I will send wewe letters call you,maybe visit wewe again…
-bells don’t do this!
I looked him in the eye
-its for your best charlie,I should go
He looked at me like he got my messeg that I was dangerous
I went closer to him to hug him when sam said
-no!
I looked at him its not I want to suck his blood!
-what?!
I was losing my temper
-nothing,just be careful
He alisema like he knew I could hurt charlie then I remmembered what jake and sam alisema the night I left Bella we know what they are,we could help! They knew they were a vamp and they knew I'm a vamp to! I froze in my place not breathing they all nothiced ecxept charlie
-dad I should reallu go,ok? I promise to call you,
I hugged charlie and alisema good bye and shook the la push boys away and dragged matt out of the house.
-what's wrong Bella?
He asked
-they know what we are
-how?
-I don’t know!
We ran to the jungel to teleport back to london then I smelled a dog!!
I turned a round and saw jake and sam looking at me god they smell bad!!
-Bella,what happened to you?
Jake asked in a pained voice
-nothing I'm just movung on with my life!
-Bella tell us the truth!please!
-I cant jake take care of charlie ok?and I wount bother to come back!
-ok
-bye
-bye
Matt took my hand and teleported us to the cottag
 matt but with red eyes and a littel cuter
matt but with red eyes and a littel cuter
posted by terra_rocker
Chapter one –
Unlike the last few months the last three days had broken out of the tedious routine my days had grown tired and used to. My siku took the same route as every other one that was until I had to onyesha the new girl… Briara, where her locker was. Briara was cheerful and happy, dressed in an array of exotic bright colours that not only made me want to vomit but shield my eyes, her outfit an extreme contrast to my alternate altered clothing. My plain black vest top, freshly ripped into a V-neck with added buttons and a tie, matched only with skinny jeans in a dark grey. My dress style...
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"Shaun, wake up. wewe need to go now." The words I heard a faint voice say. It sounded familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it. Who was it? I just couldn't figure it out no matter how hard I tried. inayofuata was a sound. Blood spraying from a body. The drops hit the ground one kwa one. The sound echoing through my head like bells going off simultaneously. My eyes open in an instance. The only color I see is red. I rub my eye and feel the blood i had heard. It was mine.

I fall back to the ground as my eyes start to close slowly. I can hear that voice again. "Get up! Please get up! I need you,...
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Some people say that vigilantes’ are a menace. Apparently helping people in need when the police won’t is a problem for some people. In reality, if this so-called ‘menace’ knows what he’s doing and isn’t causing any problems, then why is it so wrong? I’ve certainly saved zaidi lives than I can count. I guess trying to be a hero is frowned upon these days. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying everyone should go out and take the law into their own hands. It takes years of training and skill to take such risks.

    That’s where my years of military service come...
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Michael ran from the black, shadowy figure that was standing in the street. It began chasing after him, and he began to freak out. I can't freak out au it'll catch me, and I can't let that happen! he thought. Even so, he felt himself tiring as he cleared his neighbor's hedges and bolted for the alleyway between the Soda duka and the 10 Cents Store.
The antique store across the mitaani, mtaa from him had it's doors open with it's lights off. Michael sprinted into the store and careened to a stop. He turned around, slammed the door shut, and ran haphazardly up the stairs to look for a hiding spot....
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posted by Herro_There
He creeps through the alley ways
Forever, perhaps
All in search
Of a few meaningless scraps

Paws scared, fur, manyoya stained
Mourning over
What his moyo once contained

collar, alama torn, soul lost
Forever wandering
On the ground of frost

Memories will never fade
For his closest companion
And master for life, betrayed

Kicked on the streets
Forced to live
With the night's beasts
Wanders and wonders
Hiding in the shadows
From the night's thunders

Forgive and forget
They always say
But that thought doesn't enter the mind of this stray
Hoping one siku a new master would come
But alas, that is seldom

As days go by, and nights linger
He hopes and prays
For his soul and body
To part ways

For the pain is torture
And the future is bleak
Shunned from the world
Known as a freak

When, oh when, will the world learn?
How would they feel if the tides were turned?
sit back now young ones while I tell wewe the story of the first Saviours.
The Saviours are a long and old race reaching back as far as the dawn of time they behold powers beyond our imagination. They can give life ,they can make wewe happy,sad au whatever they wish but most of all they hold the powers of truth, light and life. For years they have been fighting of the men of evil, called demons, and they have been winning but only just. The demons though they are biding their time waiting for their chance to shine and rule, the demons are stronger than any Saviour the powers they contain in their...
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Hà Nội,năm 2050
Đừng...đừng nói gì.Tôi ko nghe được gì hoặc là tôi nghe mà ko hiểu gì và hơn nữa là tôi ko biết mình sẽ phải nói gì đâu.
Suỵt,đừng hỏi!Nếu ko,tôi sẽ quên luôn cả rằng tôi đang định làm gì và phải làm những gì.
Tôi đang bối rối,chân tay trở nên thừa thãi vụng về.
Dây này...nối vào đây.Rồi,công tắc đó...
Màn hình cảm ứng sáng xanh hiện lên các thông số kĩ thuật.Tôi lần lượt chọn Font type,Color...Xong xuôi,tôi hồi hộp nhấn"Finish"và lao ra cửa,ngẩng...
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posted by FURRY
Life is a wonderful thing some people say... however I beg to differ, my name is Joel, my whole life I was treated like a monster. It all started when I was little around 7 au so, I was sitting around the town square in the little village og Yotun, a place I called nyumbani when it all happened, the sky started getting cloudy slowly getting cold I could see my breath easily, but something wasn't right everything was getting unblieveable dark it was like I was going blind.

Soon I couldn't see anything, then I felt an odd sensation on the back of my hand, I clinched my wrist in pain, it was unreal...
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Very few people in the modern world obtain their chakula supply kwa hunting and gathering in the natural environment surrounding their homes.This method of harvesting from nature's provision is the oldest known subsistence strategy and has been pratised for at least 2 million years.It was,indeed,the only way to obtain chakula until rudimentary farming and the domestication of wild wanyama were introduced about 10 000 years ago.

Because hunter-gatherers have fared poorly in comparison with their agricultural cousins,their numbers have dwindled,and they have been forced to live in marginal environments,such...
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posted by PFEIFFER11
Run. It was the only thing going threw Leven,Evie, Matthew and Cameron's mind right now as the mbwa and people chased them into the forest.They went as fast as they could as the mbwa got closer and closer.

They weren't suppose to be running from the mbwa right now. Then again they weren't suppose to be convicted of a crime they didn't do but it had happened.

"Hurry they're gettin' away!" A loud and gruff voice alisema behind them. The barking got louder. A sharp pain was in Leven's side as she ran. She had taken track at school so she was use to it but it was terrible. She could barely breath as she ran.

Matthew turned his head to look back at the others for a mgawanyiko, baidisha sekunde and had came in contact with something hard. The thing fell back and Matthew staggered. They all stopped then as the body picked herself up. They looked I to the eyes of a criminal. The most wanted person alive in america. Brig.
posted by Rae-Ash
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
posted by Rae-Ash
I’m so, so afraid
To onyesha the real me
Will wewe laugh at me?
--Call me names?
--Or just abandon me?
I don’t want to lose you
So, please say something…

Be yourself
Don’t be a fraud
And one siku you’ll see
You’re beautiful
--Wonderful
--And Amazing
It’s just a matter of time

You’re always so perfect
It must be a front
To hide the real you
Are wewe ashamed
--Or could wewe be embarrassed?
So, which is it?

Be myself
Don’t be someone else
And I’ll prove to you
I’m beautiful
--Intelligent
--And Amazing
Just watch and see

We’re two total opposites
Against the world
Will they snuff our light out?
--Or knock us...
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posted by hgfan5602
I gave it all my strength,
All my power,
All my determination,
All my courage,
I gave it everything I got.

It meant everything to me,
Even though it might not mean anything
To you.
That's why I gave it my all.

It just seems to me
That life is all about going the hard path,
And not the easy path.
But it is obvious that the hard path
Is always the one requiring stamina, endurance,
And all of your power.

The easy path is simple,
Requiring little time,
But in the end,
Your rewards are very little,
Like the time wewe gave it.

The hard path seems zaidi rewarding to me,
With the rewards excellent,
Even though wewe have to give it
A lot of effort, and all your strength.

Being a writer requires
Going the hard path.
But I found out it is a very rewarding experience
Just a siku ago.
Cause I gave it my all.
posted by alicia386
Chadwick Prep

September 1: Kenya Welts
   "Good Morning Chadwick Cheetahs!" I chimed. "This is your host, Kenya Welts celebrating with wewe on this fab Friday. One zaidi week until Fall Formal which starts at 5:30 so don't be late." I paused as the theme song came on. It lasted a good 30 sekunde so I had time to review my lines.
   It was a pleasant feeling to have everyone watching me every morning giving them their needed news update. It made me zaidi maarufu which is hard to believe since I'm already so popular.
   "Today's news starts with Kelly telling wewe the weather for this week,...
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posted by hgfan5602
I will remember wewe always.
Will wewe remember me?
That is a swali for wewe to answer,
And not me.

I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.

Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
wewe will always be in my heart.
For I know that wewe will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.

All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every dakika of it
Is in my heart.

I will tend to the fire
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
posted by hgfan5602
It is sad how we must leave each other,
But it is something we must do in life,
So accept the fact that we do,
And leave now.

We go our separate ways in life,
Towards our careers that we prefer.
Although we must leave each other
We still have each other's memories
Tucked safely in our heart.

We leave
But we make new friends
The leaving might break our hearts
We understand that it is something
We must do.

It is something we do
To grow in life
To build character.
We go our separate ways in life
Though sad,
However helpful.
Hi. My name is Jake Gartner, and right now, basically a huge mutant serpent is coming to kumeza me whole, tear me to pieces of flesh, so I have no time to talk right now. Oh, um...you want to follow me? Sure, just accept that everyday will be the best of the thrills. Right now, we are not getting any help from the immortal world, so just know that we have a horrible system of magic right now, and we have an extremely low supply of weapons, thus, the chance that wewe will get out of this mess is around eighty-six percent. (because of me, the master of war) Oh yeah, the serpent. Enough talk. (ROARS) Off to kill a mutant serpent!!! (stabs, deflects, cuts a gash in its head, dies) That's only our first one, trainee. Whatever your name is. inayofuata time, I invite wewe to jiunge with us on our battle. And it will be even zaidi life-consuming, if wewe know what that means.
Well..I guess I am not realy good at uandishi stories..but I upendo doing it so I guess I can post one short story here~~~
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I knew nightmares pretty well. Those sick, little, messed-up dreams, which wewe can never forget. No matter how much wewe try they stuck in your head unwilling to set wewe free. But I guess, I'm used to that. I had nightmares since I was a little child and some of them zaidi than once. After I reached the age of seven they became my sekunde shadow. It was like I had an alter-ego. I became so intoverted that in the end people were afraid to touch...
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posted by morganaforever
This is the first chapter of I Won't Let Him Keep us Here. Enjoy

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Missing.

The word was whirling around Carla’s head, making it ache, making the room spin.
“They’ll find her, I promise.”
“Really? Would wewe mind using your newfound physic powers to tell me where the hell she is, then?” snapped Carla, shrugging her sister’s comforting arm from her shoulders.
Carla hadn’t meant to snap like that, but Sophie was so naïve. Maybe she believed everything...
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posted by thetscfan121
Please comment, I need the comments, writers feed themselves from comments, so if wewe don't want to kill me of starvation, please comment.



Lots of bad things happen these days. War, violence, corruption, people confusing SFX for SEX, drugs, death, car accidents, etc,etc,etc. Peter knew of them and alisema that maarufu line in puertorrican youth language, "ME IMPORTA UN BICHO!!!" Literally translated, "I care a dick." That's the way things are and that's the way I tell you. Well, Peter had one point against him: he was a catholic. Confirmed, conbined and sealed in paper, he was supposed to be the...
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