uandishi Article: Child Abuse Appeal Poem

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posted by 1-2vampire

I'm sat at home
In my cardboard box
I'm scared to death
So I cuddle my socks
I hear the key turn in the door
Fear swells inside of me
My hope plummets through the floor
I peep outside my little box
In time to see my daddy roar
I'm worried now, I realise
Because he's angry I notice now
That what I'm seeing with swollen eyes
I don't know when I don't know how
It may be the last thing I ever see
This may be the last of me
I see his boots come closer, so I shriek
My bruises hurt zaidi than ever
He picks me up, I feel so weak
He shakes me now and calls me worthless
I just want him to upendo me
I just want him to know me
But the broken bottle is against my chest
And is thrust through my cotton vest
Into my heart, the pain is fire
I see myself as I float higher
Now my vision is rimmed with darkness
The end is near, I feel its presence
I just wish that I could tell him
I upendo him, but his upendo is dim

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Loved And Lost [Short Story]

posted by para-scence

I'm never good enough for anyone. I'm always in someone's way. My mother, who had me at sixteen, always complains that I ruined her life. My father left before I was born. I never had any real friends; they all alisema I was too weird, au I'm such a loser. My teachers hated me, because I could never get good grades. I could never do anything right. All my life, I've been annoying, stupid, worthless, and a waste of space. But they never even gave me a reason, so I couldn't even fix the problem. Am I too ugly? I know I'm less than average looking. My blond hair is a pretty dull color, and I never...

Fiction nukuu

posted by IloveMyLord

Fiction reveals truth that reality obscures.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities; Truth isn't.
Mark Twain
Fiction is the truth inside the lie.
Stephen King
For truth is always strange; stranger than fiction.
Lord Byron
Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so slightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners. Often the attachment is scarcely perceptible.
Virginia Woolf
Fiction is not imagination. It is what anticipates imagination kwa giving it the form of reality. This is quite opposite to our...

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Edward POV: Coming Back to Bella

posted by kingdaka44

I had no sense of time passing as I stared at the wall. I couldn't move, couldn't relax the tight ball that my body was curled into. I tried to think of how long I had stayed in this position. I guessed it had been about two months. It had been two months since I last went hunting. I had gone alone, and when I had come back I had collapsed on the floor, unable to move. I wondered vaguely why I didn't feel thirsty. Then I dismissed the thought, for I couldn't feel anything anymore. I just felt numb all over, except in the one place where I would have welcomed the numbness: my mind.
I could...

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Darkness - a poem kwa Lord Byron

posted by darkwave

I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;
Morn came, and went and came, and brought no day,
And men forgot their passions in the dread
Of this desolation; and all hearts
Were chill'd into a selfish prayer for light:
And they did live kwa watchfires - and the thrones,
The palaces of crowned kings, the huts,
The habitations of all things which dwell,
Were burnt for beacons; cities were consumed,
And men were gathered round...

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A Blood's Tale: Part 3

posted by DarkGirl23

Five years later, sixteen, and the experience of it still torments me.

I suffer sleepless nights in the dark, waking up from the strangest nightmares known to man.
The site of the body still clings to me like the stench of misery. It makes me wonder, all through this time, what actually keeps the average human going?

All we are is dead in the end anyways.
I mean, It’s not exactly like people get the opportunity to really DO something with their lives anymore. Like, for example, something heroic: slaying a dragon, assassinating the one who desires to kill and rule with tyranny, au maybe be the...

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The 7th Grade Guide: A True Story and Guide on How to Survive 7th grade-Part 2

posted by Poppygirl9904

Hey guys sorry that i haven't added a new entry for this in like 7 months, i have been really busy with school, homework, tests, etc. if your interested please let me know because then i will just try to recap everything that has happened very often. so read on, fav please it would mean a lot! thanks now on with the story

One the first siku of school i still couldnt believe that Brent was on my team, that meant he'd be in a lot of my classes.On the siku back i wore a pretty new red and black stripe juu with a attached cover thing, but the shati had a beautiful lace back with black jeans. When...

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blood stained moyo

posted by meganhartxo

i suddenly felt a sharp pain from my chest before i knew it i had fallen to the ground not knowing wat had happen to me i struggled to get up i lifted my head and was shocked to see my own mother standing before me and a sharp jikoni kisu that i had once used griped in mothers hand i was shocked i tryed to say something but couldnt i was in to much pain but i couldnt believe it the mother that gave birth to me, raise me and that i loved dearly had done this to me i suddenly felt cold and fell back to the ground i layed there watching my mother staring at me in discust i felt a pain in my...

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Arrowbound- Chapter 1

posted by Skitty_Love

Heather. Illustration(c)PhoenixRoyale

It was a cool Autumn, just like any other. It relaxes me, feeling the cold press up against my face. My elder sister, Allisyn loved this time of year, because that was the time of the Archer's Tournament. I never really cared, even if she asks me to support her. It was such a dull & tedious event. I've always thought that it was lame, even when I was little. Not exactly my cup of tea.
"Honey, do wewe think wewe might feel like going to your sister's Tournament this year? I don't see why wewe never want to go, wewe could learn a thing au two from her, if wewe decide to learn how to handle a bow...

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Forbidden upendo (CHAP. 7)

posted by DxCFan123

MONTH 12, DECEMBER 28, THE siku SADAO IS TO DIE
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I ran away before Sadao woke up, taking my scythe with me. I was to be away from him all day, anyways. I walked around the town, looking for something to do until 1:10.

I really don't understand why I had to spy on him, he dies either way.

I just jumped around from rooftop to rooftop, watching bila mpangilio people on the street. I ended up doing this until noon, which is when I decided to follow Sadao. He did things that a regular person would do, went to the bank, bought some groceries, went out to eat, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera....

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Forbidden upendo (CHAP. 6)

posted by DxCFan123

This chapter and the inayofuata will be very quick, for I am probably going to quit Fanpop, there's not enough things for me to do here.
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MONTH 12, 3 WEEKS UNTIL SADAO IS TO DIE
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Kat's POV
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Before I went to sleep, I checked my soul book. It read

SADAO MEIWAKU
AGE: 17
TIME OF DEATH: DECEMBER 28TH, 1:10 P.M.
TO BE KILLED BY: KURO NEKO
CAUSE OF DEATH: HIT kwa A BUS

Tears filled my eyes. I was to kill my upendo in 3 weeks. I was going to murder him, and there was nothing I could do about it. It was against the shinigami rules...

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Forbidden upendo (CHAP. 5)

posted by DxCFan123

mwezi 10

Kat's POV
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"I think they're dating..." some girl alisema to her friend as we passed them, holding hands. We didn't care what they said, and all of it was true. We were dating, we were in upendo with eachother. We kissed eachother in public, we held hands, we told eachother we loved them every 5 minutes. I didn't like to wonder what would happened when Will found out about this, au what I would do when his time came.

AFTER SCHOOL
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"Love you, Sadao." I told him.
"Love you, too, babe."
We kissed eachother, and thought of what to do, considering it was Friday. "We could go out to eat again!" I suggested. "Just somewhere except for that sushi place, I'm getting tired of that place." So, we decided to go to a pizza place a couple blocks down.

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Excuse the shortness of this chapter.

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Forbidden upendo (CHAP. 4)

posted by DxCFan123

mwezi 7

Kat's POV
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"So, what's it like it heaven?" Sadao asked me while we were talking on the phone. "Well, it's like the normal world, except everyone's dead." "So, in heaven, they have this exact town?" "Yes, but there are only the souls of the deceased living there."

"This may be a personal question, but... how did wewe die?"

I just stood where I was, which was in front of the house, stunned. Why would he ask me a swali like that? "U-U-Uhm.." "Please tell me? I wont tell anyone else!" I hung up.

Sadao ran outside and up to me. "Sorry for asking that." He brought me...

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A Dark Mark and a lightning bolt scar.

posted by GryffindorGirl2

Jasmine's POV

Harry and I walked to the park.The hot,dry,humid summer air blowing at out backs.My hair wipped around me,hitting my face and getting in my eyes.No sooner had I moved it away,that the wind blew it back.My sweat shati fell around my shoulders,but I pulled it back up.The wind continued to blow,and as I listened,fell into a rythem.The sound of Harry and mine footsteps falling on the quiet mitaani, mtaa sounded like clapping.I raised my arms to the sky and began spinning in circles as I walked.I began to sing,my voice blending with the wind and our footsteps.
"What doesn't kill wewe makes...

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Una amistad

posted by shenelopefan

~Una amistad~

Hoy se lo iba a decir, estaba decidido. Se dirigió con paso firme hacia la casa de su amada. Debía ir de todas formas a tomar el té con ella. Igual que siempre. Era su mejor amiga. Él nunca se había enamorado así de alguien. Nunca se creyó capaz. Pero esta jovenzuela, Janice de nombre, era la más intrigante e interesante del mundo. Completamente excéntrica, rechazaba todos los protocolos y era una excelente negociante. Aun recordaba el primer día en que la vio. Él vio una mujer segura de sí misma, fuerte y delicada. Hermosa pero ruda. Tranquila pero inteligente. Estas...

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Darkness Locked Into the Heart: Chapter Three, HWSNBN (Who- Shh- Bin)

posted by InvadaMiz

Meggan slapped herself.
"Get yourself together!"She told herself.Kylie came in, Kylie is Meggan's cat.She's only a kitten but has all her colors.She is black with white stripes.
"Oh, hi Kylie."Meggan said.She got out of kitanda and went into the bathroom.About ten dakika later she got out of the shower, put her clothes back on, and lied down inayofuata to Kylie.Kylie purred and rolled over inayofuata to her.Meggan petted her, she smiled at the feeling of Kylie's soft, fluffy, fur.Meggan felt a strange presence.She looked at the side of her bed, and saw Kylie, she looked at the cat she was petting, it had glowing...

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Prologue:The Kill

posted by Dhampires

I pull back my bow and arrow,'The white dragon.' His words running through my head like a free train.I angled directly for my target gave a sudden jerk on the bow and release .I watched as my bow shoot over three buildings, at seventy miles an hour,through the glass window-like a bullet's shot- and into the back of my target.I watched as he dropped to the floor as the blood gushed from his body,after a few moments later he went pale and started twitching inaonyesha that my posion was taking it's toll on my victim.I smiled at my work and stood up striaght,more people crowded around the man's lifeless body.As I began my stroll back to my clan au covenant if wewe will....

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ELF; Part 3

posted by alejpatv

The light of the moto faded as I got further into the forest. I jumped over roots and ducked under branches that threatened to whip my face. I ran as hard as I could. To escape, I had to keep my sister salama and fulfill the wish of the village chief. My tears already used and dried, but the pain in my moyo still wouldn’t leave. An emptiness had taken hold where my safety and secure feelings had once been.
On the edges of my vision, I saw a flash. I skidded to a stop and looked to where I thought I had seen it. There was a clearing where the full...

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My Beloved puppy

posted by PotterLambert93

His name was Charlie Brown. We first got him in the fall of 1999. He was cute cocker spaniel with the color of brown and had dark eyes. For 13 years, he was a part of our family. We played with him, took him for walks, gave all the upendo we had and so much more. He was also a ruff dog as well. Whenever people would come over he would bark at them, thinking that he was trying to protect us from danger. He would also bark at other people's mbwa when we took him for walks and, he was very capable of biting badly. Despite all of that, we still loved him, and he loved us.

Around a few years ago, he...

What I wish I was?What I am not ?Who will I be?part 1

posted by Lismine

If wewe like this check out zaidi of my stuff.

"Hello my name is jimmy, hunitumia P. Love,"she alisema slowly while looking to the ground."Hello Jasmine," alisema the other people looking at her.Jasmine stops to look at everyone as if she was going to scream and hide.She takes three deep breathes.And says," I am her because when I was four years old I saw my mother and father die kwa a crazed man.His face still haunts me in my sleep that's why I don't sleep no more.I spent my whole childhood in an ophanadge with no Marafiki nor no enemies because no one noticed me.Not even my family who know about me and didn't...

Stay with me [short song]

posted by Lord_Anubis

Hope wewe mates will like it =3
Feel free to comment

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I'm looking at the black ceiling, in this empty room I sit.
I'm leaning my back on cold ukuta where light of the sun can't reach me.
I don't have any peace, same pictures are repeating in my head.

The grey clouds rise above and I'm goin out for the rain.
Let the cold drops from the skies give me peace and break my sadness.
But even hard rain can't clear thoughts of you.

And feels like I'm falling in deep abyss, dark water swallowing me as I close my eyes and turn my head up to sky.
It's eating my mind, taking away my dreams.
Oh please pull me out, stay with me.

Today I'm not goin out, I'll reamin in the dark waiting for you.
I'll defy to all my desires cause I can't ask anymore from you.
I'll be imba only for wewe my angel.
Oh please pull me out, stay with me.