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posted by ellie_bellie135
When wewe use greif in your uandishi it's very important wewe get it right so here is a short makala to help you.

Here is an extract from link

Grief is a somewhat commplicated and misunderstood emotion. Yet, grief is something that, unfortunately, we must all experience at some time au other. We will all inevitably experience loss. Whether it is a loss through death, divorce au some other loss, the stages of grieving are the same.

The five stages of grief are:

1-Denial-"this can't be happening to me", looking for the former spouse in familia places, au if it is death, setting the meza, jedwali for the person au uigizaji as if they are still in living there. No crying. Not accepting au even acknowledging the loss.


2-Anger-"why me?", feelings of wanting to fight back au get even with spouse of divorce, for death, anger at the deceased, blaming them for leaving.


3-Bargaining-bargaining often takes place before the loss. Attempting to make deals with the spouse who is leaving, au attempting to make deals with God to stop au change the loss. Begging, wishing, praying for them to come back.


4-Depression-overwhelming feelings of hopelessness, frustration, bitterness, self pity, mourning loss of person as well as the hopes, dreams and plans for the future. Feeling lack of control, feeling numb. Perhaps feeling suicidal.


5-Acceptance-there is a difference between resignation and acceptance. wewe have to accept the loss, not just try to kubeba it quietly. Realization that it takes two to make au break a marriage. Realization that the person is gone (in death) that it is not their fault, they didn't leave wewe on purpose. (even in cases of suicide, often the deceased person, was not in their right frame of mind) Finding the good that can come out of the pain of loss, finding comfort and healing. Our goals turn toward personal growth. Stay with fond memories of person.



When wewe write it's very important wewe use these steps properly and in that order.
Thought it's very tempting to make your character angry, grief is zaidi powerful than anger.
Though grief shouldn't be misused for minor things when anger would be zaidi apropiate.

A good example of this, I think, is in Wolverine, when his wife was killed and he was instantly angry. I thought something was a bit off about it and that it was a bit cold and the reason for this was I don't think it was powerful enough. This is because anger was used when it should have been denial. And though it was well done, it could have been better if the writer had been zaidi skillful when using grief. (I'm not bagging out Wolverine. It's one of my favortie movies. PLEASE DON'T SUE ME.)

I hope this will help to improve your writing.

Thank wewe for reading.

Happy writing.
posted by gossipgirlxoxo
Belinda’s p.o.v

I waited in the graveyard for something to happen, anything. “Oh come on” I moaned, being a slayer and all wewe think I’d be all Buffy, come on let’s get them, but really it’s terrible, wewe never get to sleep at night, all your best clothes get blood on them and the hunters are always late to meetings and graveyards. There are 4 hunters: Rocco was the big one, the one who handle the muscle, he had brown and blue hair and pitch black eyes, his figure was a lot like a wrestler...big. Max was the badass one, he was good looking, that’s all I could say was good about...
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posted by CullensFinest13
This is how wewe breathe; this is how wewe look; this is how wewe understand; this is what wewe need to live; this is how wewe laugh; this is how wewe smile; this what makes the world go round; this is what makes wewe cry; this is what takes wewe places; this is the beauty of the dreams; this is how wewe sing; this is how wewe breathe; this is what wewe feel; this is how wewe dream. Don’t be the victim; be the strong one; be the back bone; be the things all wewe want to be. Never doubt; never question; never stop believing; please understand. This is how wewe scream; this is how wewe play; this is how you...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
I was holding it in my hand; this man’s moyo well not actually his moyo but his pendant it was a dark rouge colour so pretty, how he felt for this woman his passion for her. My name is Sadie and I am a goddess of love, I have been for the last 400 years, but I have always had a problem with my place, I don’t understand it, upendo I mean it sounds like some club in L.A that everyone needs to go to and when they do they either get kicked out au stay and even some times they stay and then get kicked out. I lived in California with my family who are gods to, and they all have a place that...
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She watched them as they moved down her street.
They never saw her, took great care in looking away before she noticed their shamelessly wide eyes were glued to her body... or, zaidi importantly what she embodied: this world they lived in wasn't perfect.
Her presence there seemed to pollute their pretty city and just like the odd bia can au stray McDonalds bag, they ignored her. She wasn't stupid though... she knew she was just as much an ornament as the ribbons that decorated the streetlights at this time of year, that she in fact blended in with the rest of the pavement and she herself was...
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Chapter 3

Jeremy POV
Every thing was getting dizzy, I didn’t understand any thing that happened at the house, all I know is Uncle John is dead, there’s two Elena’s and I’m turning.
I could here the car running things were heightened. I could here all the gears moving to a rhythm. Elena was breathing hard I could feel her body heat radiating off of her.
“Elena, I need it now au its over.” My throat was dry I turned towards Elena and could see her veins flowing with blood. Every thing then went black.”

Elena’s POV
I pulled the car over and took a deep breath. The last time I did this...
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As I weave through dark allies, trying to make my way home, everything feels wrong. It's siku time and there is crickets chirping. The moon is shining along with bright stars while the brilliant sun sleeps. Annabella was not there. This time, it wasn't Annabella and I running away from one of our idiotic but awesome stunts. I was running for a different reason. I needed to get nyumbani so I could cry. I needed to sit there in my crying corner and let the tears flow. I did not make it nyumbani in time. I collapse onto the harsh cement and burst into tears, right there in an alley.
Hours pass. I lose...
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Elena’s POV
    The night got colder as I walked further away from the Founder’s siku party. Just a few zaidi steps and I’ll be at the school.
    I reached the school’s front door but when I tried to open them but they wouldn’t budge. I gave up and sighed. I crossed my arm’s trying to keep warm. Looking around trying to find another way in, though the only way I knew of was the doors in the back of the school.
    I slowly walked my self to the back doors. I grabbed the frost bitten door handle and pulled it open. Once I walked...
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Hey..x
Sorry it's been so long (been on holiday and trying to like choose all my exam choices for mwaka 10)lifes been pretty hetic but enough of my life!!! Last time I left off Nessie and jake were going to keep their baby and now we visit them 9 months later. No one actually knows what to expect but the exact being of Aimme (youll know who she is when wewe read the chapter) will be discovered in the inayofuata chapter. Also wewe would have noticed that this chapter is from Jakes point of veiw I had a fab time uandishi it and I hope wewe enjoy kusoma it eaqually as much! Thankz for kusoma and please...
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posted by amethyst44
 Never did I think that the person I was to face would be the beginning of a war I never wanted to get involved in.
Never did I think that the person I was to face would be the beginning of a war I never wanted to get involved in.
I sat confused and dazed, looking at the numbers that swam before my eyes. There was the dull humming the back of my mind that reminded me I done this essay with years and years of repitition, but there was no confidence in me that proved the evidence. I slumped back in my seat, tossing the pencil across the dawati and closing my eyes, drifting into a light sleep.

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The forest brimmed with vibrant lights, glowing sharply beyond the bramble of branches and approaching the lake in the background. Drinks were passed around cheerfully, and the moto roared with appreciative boldness. Dance music...
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posted by VAMPirella1997
This is a peom I wrote for a competition at my school. Tell me what wewe think of it, please?


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Have wewe felt the torture of hate?
Like a poisonous cloud, it will wait,
Until wewe burn in the flames of fury.
Then it will creep up and incapacitate.
Alas! wewe will choke, and don’t try to deny your anger.
It is too late.

Hate is like grasping a red hot coal,
Intent on throwing it at another soul,
Instead it is you, yourself, who burns,
Then your own anger shall take its toll,
You’ll bring about your every mistake and failure.
You’ll be alone.
 But I guess this is the price for not agreeing with a vampire.
But I guess this is the price for not agreeing with a vampire.
I woke up to the wailing of birds in the distance and the acrid smell of compost nearby. I couldn't see; it appeared that the night sky blended in with the darkness behind my eyelids when closed. I felt my body plastered against a marble slab that was the same length as my being, and sweat was misted against my skin. Strangely, the only way I could tell this was kwa leaning my head down to take a peek, realizing my skin was so white that it would be hard to tell if I had any blood at all in my body. My flesh felt numb, and shivering once brought my senses into a lighter view, but only enough...
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posted by HarryPLover
 "Do wewe see the "Game Over"sign?
"Do you see the "Game Over"sign?
Enough is enough,right?After wewe feel like wewe just got punched into the stomach fifty times should be enough to let wewe know that wewe should stop fighting...right?When wewe can literally feel your moyo ready to burst out of your chest and your soul completely crumble into pieces, pieces that travel all the way down to your toes?

You'll know when your moyo is torn...right?

Well I know that mine is,completely actually.After wewe just Lost the one person wewe thought wewe would be with forever.After giving them so many chances,that wewe ran out.Now that they're gone.....gone with your ex-best friend.After...
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Murder is always a mistake - one should never do anything one cannot talk about at dinner.


Tayce’s p.o.v

The three of us sat there watching the chick flick. I was in grossed in the storyline, Belinda was doing her homework and every time someone alisema the word love, Ruby nearly chucked. It had been three days since we had seen the protectors. Belinda sighed and put the book she was kusoma down. “Want to order pizza?” She asked, Ruby shrugged and I shook my head. “Why can’t we order pizza?” Belinda asked, I didn’t really want to tell the why but if wewe have sisters wewe understand....
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posted by joe-edwardfan
Chapter 3: school
I was running in the deep green forest when Damien caught me kwa my waist I tried to pull away from him trying to get help from my elements but…….nothing the elements weren’t obeying me as they used to. what the hell is wrong with me? I looked at Damien I was sure he had something to do with this he gave me a a sweet smile and said
-now wewe can’t push me away HONEY
I tried to push him away then I saw a beautiful bronze haired boy with the strange golden eyes he growled and lunched himself at Damien………..

-BEEEP..BEEP..BEEP…BEEP oh I hate this alarm I think I should...
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posted by joe-edwardfan
Chapter 2: the Cullen’s
When I entered, the club my fave song was on so I went and joined the crowed and started dancing with a really cute guy he had blond hair and dark blue eyes that u could swim in them like, forever! We started talking about our past and figured out his name is tom and has two sisters. then I made one up as I did for my school and then he bought me a few dinks after an saa I found myself making out with him I really didn’t like him I just like to spend my time with someone until I break the damn curse and find the one for me, the one that will be my moon and light...
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morgan Sterns was sipping up the last drips of her coffee. She was going to need every last drop if she was going to work late enough to finish all of her reports. She had reports on all kinds of things. Serial killers, counterfeiters, asassination attempts, the orodha went on and on.
Why do the FBI get handed everything, she wondered. But what she really wanted to know was why she was the one always stuck with work when most of the other agents and anaylists were just standing around telling jokes and drinking coffee. morgan got back to her kiti, kiti cha and pushed her mlozi hair out of her eyes and...
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 Lasting Happiness
Lasting Happiness
She stared anxiously at the pot of water on the stove, compelling it to boil. Though the old axiom warned of its counter effect, she had long since aliyopewa up on trying to look away from the pot, unable to tear her eyes away. Tapping her foot impatiently, she began to sing quietly to herself to pass the time. It was a merry song, the one she always used to entice travelers from the road to come to her window. As she sang she only wished her tune could charm heat into the water of her pot the way it Charmed most of the passerby. The thought only seemed to bring her further impatience. The impurity...
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posted by ashesandwine
Thanks to Patrisha727 for helping me decide which POV to write...
Thanks as always to Emmett4ever for that first push in the right direction...
And thanks to everyone for kusoma my story:D


"Catherine's POV"


Even in the darkest night I'll find you. Life wanted our destiny to be a wave breaking in the sea, only that,nothing more... But I will not resign to that, I will not give up, we WILL meet again!


I woke early in the morning, my moyo broken into a milion little pieces. I stood there looking at the roof, not wanting to face this new day. I heard my mother call for me:
"Catherine it's time to...
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Chapter Fourteen

It wasn’t the chajio, chakula cha jioni that they didn’t had before. It was very different. It was a chajio, chakula cha jioni of confusion especially for the two little girls.

During the chajio, chakula cha jioni of steak, mashed potatoes, and peas, Mac and Izzie watched their Mama and Mr. Sean eat their chajio, chakula cha jioni in silent even through Mac saw Sean giving her mother some glimpses of his grins to Jamie to tell her that this was a great chajio, chakula cha jioni she served. Hoping that Mama saw those grins that Sean saw her, the only thing she saw that her mother was just eating her dinner, drinking her Iced Tea, and wiping the messes that was on Jake’s...
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This is the other version I thought of. Honestly I like the other one better but it's good to think of two versions for a chapter. I think this version is shorter because I didn't want them to have the same dialogue.

I drag Elliot outside with such great force that he almost ran into me outside. I stop and let go with his arm
"What the hell was that all about? What is wrong with you?" I demand glaring at him
"Wrong with me? What is wrong with you?" he damands
"What do wewe mean?"
"I saw wewe in there drooling over serge like he was a plate of nachos,"
"Yeah so? I like him and he likes me....
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