After the film they all walk to Antiworld to hang out for awhile. They all laid on the grass, peacefully thinking about bila mpangilio things in their lives. Grito was watching over them, thinking that Cassie, Nathan, Slone and Lindsay may be in trouble if they keep their bonds with the others. Parvulo was sleeping on Grito’s shoulder, making no sound what so ever. Grito himself was getting drowsy, he quickly fell asleep, and he hadn’t slept in a few days, watching over them. What could stop something from attacking them now, Grito is asleep, and a sneak attack and Grito may not be able to save them ‘all’. The thing that stops creatures attacking at random, even if Grito is asleep, power is still being leaked a out of him, creatures that have wisdom know that cannot win, but still not all creatures care for wisdom nor the power of the enemy.
“Damn you! wewe think wewe can just randomly attack people” alisema a Student of Antiworld High. He was standing there, with two of his Marafiki on the ground. The other students were all hiding their faces under hoods, standing silent. “You think I’ll let wewe get away with this?” The Student shouted, charging at the other students. The one in front punched the boy in the stomach, making him instantly stop and fall to the ground. The man removed his hood; he had long brown hair coming down his back, in a shaggy fashion. He had scars all over his face, with a very noticeable one across his entire left side. “Hey, Canis, why did wewe attack those guys?” A young man alisema inayofuata to the scared man. “That last one... Looked at me funny” alisema Canis.
The inayofuata siku at school, Marley, Nathan and Alec were all in class, barely paying any attention to whatever the teacher was talking about. Nathan, Alec and Marley are all in the same class; Cassie and Mia are in the same class, Lindsay and Opal are in are in the same class and Slone is all kwa himself. When school finishes, they usually hang out at their class, Nathan, Marley and Alec were talking about bila mpangilio stuff. Just then a student went through a window, sliding across the floor. “Hey is this class, 9H?” A young man alisema wearing a school uniform with a hood. “Who is the strongest?” He shouted. A few people stood up, one being Andre Daemon, a well known ‘tough guy’ throughout the school. “Who do wewe think wewe are? Walking into my class like that, looking for a fight, eh?” alisema Andre walking up to the student.
There were three students with hoods; one was wearing gloves, a tall one wearing sunglasses and one holding a steel, sliver, baseball bat. Andre through the first punch, but the tall one stopped it and pushed him to the ground. Two of Andre’s boys jumped in and fought the tall man. They tried to kick him in the chest but he just knocked them to the ground. “Damn you!” Andre Shouted. He gripped his fist and aimed at the gloved one. Andre was struck in the head kwa the one holding a baseball bat, falling to the ground with blood down his face. “Class 9H now belongs to the ‘West-side Dogs’, under us” The gloved one said. Nathan grunted, he hated when gangster like kids came in and started claiming this and that. Alec and Marley helped Andre and his Marafiki up. “Do wewe want to try us as well?” alisema the one with the baseball bat. Alec and Marley ignored them and just walked off with Nathan.
“Damn you! wewe think wewe can just randomly attack people” alisema a Student of Antiworld High. He was standing there, with two of his Marafiki on the ground. The other students were all hiding their faces under hoods, standing silent. “You think I’ll let wewe get away with this?” The Student shouted, charging at the other students. The one in front punched the boy in the stomach, making him instantly stop and fall to the ground. The man removed his hood; he had long brown hair coming down his back, in a shaggy fashion. He had scars all over his face, with a very noticeable one across his entire left side. “Hey, Canis, why did wewe attack those guys?” A young man alisema inayofuata to the scared man. “That last one... Looked at me funny” alisema Canis.
The inayofuata siku at school, Marley, Nathan and Alec were all in class, barely paying any attention to whatever the teacher was talking about. Nathan, Alec and Marley are all in the same class; Cassie and Mia are in the same class, Lindsay and Opal are in are in the same class and Slone is all kwa himself. When school finishes, they usually hang out at their class, Nathan, Marley and Alec were talking about bila mpangilio stuff. Just then a student went through a window, sliding across the floor. “Hey is this class, 9H?” A young man alisema wearing a school uniform with a hood. “Who is the strongest?” He shouted. A few people stood up, one being Andre Daemon, a well known ‘tough guy’ throughout the school. “Who do wewe think wewe are? Walking into my class like that, looking for a fight, eh?” alisema Andre walking up to the student.
There were three students with hoods; one was wearing gloves, a tall one wearing sunglasses and one holding a steel, sliver, baseball bat. Andre through the first punch, but the tall one stopped it and pushed him to the ground. Two of Andre’s boys jumped in and fought the tall man. They tried to kick him in the chest but he just knocked them to the ground. “Damn you!” Andre Shouted. He gripped his fist and aimed at the gloved one. Andre was struck in the head kwa the one holding a baseball bat, falling to the ground with blood down his face. “Class 9H now belongs to the ‘West-side Dogs’, under us” The gloved one said. Nathan grunted, he hated when gangster like kids came in and started claiming this and that. Alec and Marley helped Andre and his Marafiki up. “Do wewe want to try us as well?” alisema the one with the baseball bat. Alec and Marley ignored them and just walked off with Nathan.
My name is Matt Downley, and I am a soccer player. I just moved here to New York, and I was just going to try out for the Weston Middle soccer team, when believe it au not, the principal came rushing down the halls and alisema that I couldn't play because I am disabled. WHAT THE HECK!!! Okay, I was like, "So here's the deal. I can't play. I can't do anything. What the freak am I supposed to do at this stupid school!!!" But, of course, I didn't have the guts to say that out loud to the principal, so I just muttered and said, "Okay." Lately, I feel like people have been stalking me when I came back from school. Everyday when I go to bed, I feel like people are looming in the shadows above me. I didn't know now, but tonight would be a night of extreme danger.
What scandalous secrets can adults keep from their parents? I need ideas for a book I am currently writing. It is about how some secrets adults keep from us can actually save our lives. I hope to give wewe a sneak preview of my book which is called The Deadly Truth. Can't wait for your opinions!
To know zaidi about my book please post your maswali on my wall. I will try my best to reply as fast and as soon as I can. If I don't then just know I did read them.
wewe can believe the first chapter of my book will be ilitumwa either this week au inayofuata Friday.
To know zaidi about my book please post your maswali on my wall. I will try my best to reply as fast and as soon as I can. If I don't then just know I did read them.
wewe can believe the first chapter of my book will be ilitumwa either this week au inayofuata Friday.
It probably took wewe a while to learn the 26 letters of the alphabet back when wewe started school. But actually, wewe should count yourself lucky. Some languages use alphabets with many zaidi letters than that. Russian, for example, has 33 letters, and the Khmer language of Cambodia has over 70. And in China and Japan, where they write with signs called 'characters', there are hundreds, even thousands of different shapes to remember. Japanese primary school children are expected to learn about a thousand characters before they can go on to high school!
Bounce your head, snap
To the classic, to the rap
Step ball change
Basic with a buck
Pleay, tour jete
Bounce your head to the rock
One two three,
Two two three,
Count along with your head
Mosh with the beat
Hop shuffle hop back
Twirl your arms, bend your back
Do the thingamajiggie
Wear out your taps
Breathe it in, breathe it out
Reach for the sky, dance on the ground
Flitter here, gallop there
Lose yourself anywhere
Flow with the music
Feel it in your veins
As wewe bounce your head, snap
Boom boom clap
As light fades the brightest of souls can even be turned to do the darkest of things. As time time pushes mbele the mind and body of an individual changes for either good au bad. the decisions they make and the things they do will stick with them forever. I was told this many years zamani kwa a wise old man that fortold my future. He alisema "the one with the dragon soul is not alone in the world he knows." After being told this it left me nothing but confused but i had a feeling that it wouldn't be the last time i heard of it.