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Amerie sat at her table, staring at a young man who sat directly opposite from her. He wore a black suit with a black and white mask covering his face. She turned around to seek her best friend Jen, smiling at her. Amerie then turned back around to see that the man had disappeared. The feel of someones breath suddenly blew on her neck. As she turned around, she saw the man standing behind her with his hand out. "Would wewe like to dance" asked the man politely. "I'd upendo to" Amerie replied, taking his hand.

As they danced under the sparkle of the disco ball, the energy of the night was exstatic. Romance drifted through the room, as the man whisperred in Amerie's ear "May I ask what your name is?" he questioned, holding on to her tightly around the waist. "It's Amerie. And wewe might be?" she replied, as she ran her fingers through his hair. "My name is Jason" he responded frantically. "Whats wrong. wewe seem worried" she asked, curiously. "Quickly come this way. We should go outside" pleaded Jason as he grabbed Amerie's arm and pulled her across the ballroom out into the peak of night.

"Okay we're salama now" Jason alisema calmly. Amerie looked up at Jason and stared into his beautiful, brown eyes as she then noticed a black shadow standing right behind Jason. Amerie gasped and pointed her finger in the direction that Jason was in. As Jason turned around, another man appeared from the shadow and kicked him against the wall. While Jason tried getting up, the man picked Jason up kwa the front of his black koti, jacket and threw him across to the balcony bars. As Jason laid on the ground barely concious, the man walked over and pulled off a mkufu that was wrapped around his neck. Several sekunde later, Jason's body turned into a large, brown hawk and flew off into the night sky. "He can't hurt wewe now that he has no necklace" spoke the man as he stuck the mkufu into his back pocket. "He was gonna hurt me?" Amerie questioned as she stared in curiousity. The man rose his head and looked Amerie sharply in the eye before he walked into the darkness of the balcony and disappeared.
posted by AnxiousSoul
Asperger's Syndrome is a mild form of autism with a bit of learning disability. It is the same as social anxiety. People with this kind have difficulty learning academics, socializing with other people, and forming friendships.

What does it feel like to have this? You'll be sensitive to loud sounds, lack of interest in to many things, difficulty understanding sarcasm and jokes, you'll feel lonely and alone, wewe see the world differently to other people, and the most overwhelming is wewe feel different in the world. It is also a lifelong condition and can't be cured. But help is a guide of their life. wewe will realize that those people have zaidi intelligence and will grow up successfully in their life. And also they have a great moyo of understanding on people's problems. They will also be kind and patient from what we are.

See the outside, and know deep the inside. There's no nothing than a reason behind.

It's better to be UNIQUE!
First off,harry potter has actual struggle and creative and developed villains while twilight centers around a girl who is completely dependent on a 2 hot guys who go to war for her and constantly abuse her.Second,harry potter has compelling storyline and fun unique characters while twilight is ALL STEREOTYPES, with the new hot shallow girl who runs a upendo pembetatu and the the two guys and their Marafiki who fight over her.And lastly, for all wewe people who say that edward is hotter than harry, cedric is hotter than edward.look at all characters,not just the main ones.peace y'all
posted by egyptprincess7
So this is my first story that I made in quite a while. So enjoy! Feel free to give me any hints on how to make it better.

    “Come on Alice! Wake up, you’re going to be late for school!” Mary, my older sister, yelled. She’s in charge of having to wake me up for school. I feel really sorry for her half the time but then again she gets to wake up earlier than me. I looked over to the door and there she still stood, her face red like a tomato. “I’m up! I’m up! Man, why do wewe always have to be so loud in the morning?” I whined, annoyed that she woke me up from...
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posted by mermaidgirl1010
Crack! Snap! Crack!
Running through the woods barefoot is sooooo not fun. Because one dakika wewe are in the pool and the inayofuata wewe are running for your life from who knows what. Let me start from the beginning.
One late summer siku I was getting the mail. There was a letter for me.

wewe have been accepted at Burkly Spy School for boys and girls.
That was all the letter said. I didn't apply for a school, did I ?
I went to our pool to think it over and when I hopped in the pool
I saw a figure in the shadows. ''Who are you?" I screamed. When the person leaped at me I took off into the woods. I heard someone yell code red and then the person threw a punch. I recovered quickly and threw a punch. He fell to the ground a I took off again. Then I stopped when I thought no one was following me. Every thing went dark.
posted by Insight357
Alexander stood in front of me. I was looking up at him from my spot in the shower.
    “Now what did wewe think wewe were going to accomplish kwa coming down here?” He asked, and looked around.
    “I thought wewe wouldn’t find me,” I admitted sheepishly. It sounded stupid when I alisema it.
    “Your thought process has yet to amaze me,” he chuckled. “This room is sound proof, right?”
    “Uh, yeah. Why?” I looked up at him curiously.
    “Just wondering if that maintenance...
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posted by Insight357
I went back to the motel after Lucy left. I never did figure out why she was running. inayofuata time I saw her I would ask…Hopefully I would see her again.
    Damien is all alone alisema a voice. I shook my head, as my hands began to shake and my moyo raced.I sat on the creaky motel bed. It was cold, and hard. I didn’t care though. I was too emotionless to care. I didn’t feel like I was apart of this world. The walls and furniture were only an illusion, and this was my hell. I had already died. Maybe if I died in hell I would be officially dead.
    Damien...
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posted by fangs286
Jacob part 1

have wewe ever had a secret? the answer is probably yes. but have wewe ever had a secret that wewe could never tell anyone?that if wewe did, it would effect thousands,billions of people? no. wewe haven't. that is the weight i carry on my shoulders. it is the weight carried kwa people. Many people. across the world. i am one of many that are different then other people but yet the same.i wish to be what is around me. only a few are like me. i want to have a friend in this world that is like me. Someone who understands the pain and constant despair, even when i feel happy. wewe are probably...
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Chapter 1
I was sitting in a prison. A prison where everyone here hates me, well almost anyone. I’m staring out the window when I should be focusing on the boring math page on my desk. Mother has been worried recently about my grades, like she cares anyways; it burned my moyo when the thought settled. Leaving an empty feeling in its place. Ever since Dave, (my mother’s boyfriend) moved in things have gotten a lot worse. He still beats her, She still swears he loves her, and I still sneak out at night alone. Just to get away from the screaming and crying that they do. I began to forget what...
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Chapter Five: "Vulnerability"

Kaname made his way swiftly to where Chairman kuvuka, msalaba and the doctor had moved Zero. It wasn't hard to find. Kiriyu must have been badly hurt indeed; the scent of his blood was strong and completely unmistakable. kuvuka, msalaba and the doctor were too busy working to answer the door, so Kaname let himself in, kuvuka, msalaba wouldn't mind, he never did.

Kaname frowned as he made his way to Zero's room and saw the damage. Kiriyu hadn't just been attacked… he'd been bloody butchered. His throat had been slashed, his wrists had been slashed, and he'd been stabbed multiple times in the...
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posted by ZekiYuro
A British couple went to France for the day-and they got nyumbani seven days later.
Everything began well for Mr and Mrs.Long on their siku trip to France.They went kwa train from London to Dover and got the ferry to Boulogne in France.
They went for a short walk around the town but they got completely lost.'We walked and walked,'said Mrs Long,'but we couldn't find our way back to the ferry port.'They walked all night and finally a motorist picked them up and drove them to a small village.Here they caught a train to Paris.Their plan was to travel from Paris to London.But they caught the wrong train...
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I come nyumbani and their fighting.
I hate it! I want to tell them to stop.
But I cant, because Im stuck in the middle.
They tug me, playing with me.
I cant handle the pain!

When I go to school no one can see my pain.
I fake my happiness.
I want to go hide in a corner and cry.
But I cant.
Because no one lends a shoulder to cry on.
My Marafiki dont understand!

I come nyumbani again, and my parents pull me.
Ripping my moyo like a angry raven.
My siblings, they... they... leave me there. Alone.

I feel alone.
Deserted.
No where I feel happy.
Because Im alone.
Why cant anyone see?
Why cant my parents stop fighting?
Why cant my Marafiki lend a hand?
Why cant my siblings pull me to my feet?
Why am I alone?
posted by sonicfanAG
Sometimes wewe may have Marafiki that talk about being Lesbian au gay au bisexual is just nasty and plain gross,but It's not nasy at all.It's your personality and wewe control it no one else.There's no problem for being that.If wewe are then well i hope wewe have Marafiki who apprecite who wewe are and how your like. My best friend is a guy and yes I have a crush on him but Just today I found out that he was bisexual.At first I was shocked but the truth is that I don't really care.I upendo him just they way he is and he will always be the best's friend i could I have ever had.He's special to me and...
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posted by unknownK5
Far far away is a big beautiful forest with all kinds of trees and small, but sparkly cool water. There is a big white house with red flowers on the window shelf’s and a big garden and playfield on witch are two blue swings, kwa them there is also a yellow slide and kwa the garden there is a big pool. In that house lives a girl, her parents (Margaret and Bob) and her three years older brother Ben. The girl's name is Julia.
When Julia was young she was a normal girl. When she was 1 mwaka old she learned how to talk. kwa two years she learned how to walk and after that she learned how to ride a...
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posted by fanfangirlfan
Clean- 20 years later-ish

Kelly

You probably would never guess that I was in a rehab centre at 17. But I was and I’ll never forget it. I’ll always remember the stupid things they thought would fix us like art therapy and addiction themed movie nights. I remember Shirley. I remember Jason, Olivia, Christopher and Eva. They were my cure. Even though they were as fucked up as I was, maybe more, they taught me everything I needed to know to change into this woman I am now. I am a business woman. I work long hours and the only stress I have now is from work. Not from needing a drink au a line...
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posted by Pixalfirebolt
My name is Max. I'm 14. Right now, you're probably thinking, "Okay.. What type of opening is that?" Well, it's mine. Deal with it. I've been through a lot, so cut me some slack. Let's get to the point. I'm different. Not like, I have a purple Mohawk and over 50 piercings different, zaidi like I have 14' of bird wings stuck to my upper back, different. I know, no need to think it, IT ISN'T MY FAULT, OKAY? There is 5 zaidi like me, Fang, Iggy, Nudge, Gazzy (The Gasman), and Angel. We are all... Well, unique like that. We each have our own, original, personality. Me, I'll get to that later. Let's...
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