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Inspired kwa Le Petit Prince (The Little Prince)

There once was a young boy and a beautiful rose. The boy was kind and humble, and could only say "Yes". The rose was proud and haughty, and always alisema "No."

When the boy had first laid eyes on the rose, he had been entranced kwa her beauty. He had felt a tug, a tingling in his heart, that he realized was love. And so the boy devoted his life to the rose.

When it rained in the boy's village, he built a shelter for the rose. When there was a drought, he climbed a mountain and fetched buckets of clear spring water for her. When it thundered, he covered...
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posted by starwarsfangirl
This is just a little beginning part of a story I've been working on for at least a month.
I can't remember when I started working on this.
I'm going to try to write the rest of this and get it published someday.
This would be chapter one.
Please review.
Feedback 'feeds the writer'.
This would take place in a capitol village of a country named Merdonpoli.
It's a ndoto place where there are magical creatures, kings, queens, etc.
Enjoy.

Drew wasn’t a complainer. He prided himself on accepting whatever he could, and living on. But even so, this was a very small meal. Drew sighed as he emptied...
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posted by shomill
She crawls into a memory.
She sits, she cries, knees folded up to her chest.
Life is not like it used to be.

Why can't she enjoy life like she did before?
Because she had no life then, no identity.
She was what others told her to be.
She has learned.
She is gaining an identity.
She doesn't know who she is.
She only recently discovered that she didn't know,
That she had no life, no identity.

It's looking for her,
Coming slowly, across the sea.
She fears it will not find her.
It will wander in the darkness,
Searching, but never finding,
Never knowing how close it has come.
And she will never know it, even though she sees it, touches it, tastes it,
She will never be able to embrace it.

She keeps searching for she,
For her place to be,
To belong in this world, and to stand out.

I keep searching for me,
For my destiny,
For my identity.
posted by hgfan5602
I upendo writing.
Not because of Fanpop
Not because I am bored
But because of a different reason.
A reason wewe might think is strange.

uandishi
Is my own personal universe
Where I can be creative
Where I can forget all my troubles
And leave Earth behind.

Usually
I use uandishi to express my emotions
To share what I feel
And why I feel that way.

I can fly away from my friends
On Earth
And explore new universes
Meet new friends
Discover new things

That is why I upendo writing.
posted by Theatre_Freak
I lived my years trying again and again trying to find love. During the mwaka I lived in a small remote town where magical creatures live but unfortunately we had to take orders from the mortals. I lived with the daughter of death named Diana, she actually finds it amusing because she is nothing like her father. Every mwaka when I become human I have to borrow clothes her because as a spirit wewe don't wear clothes. Diana was only allowed to wear dark clothes even though she hates the color black probably because her mother's a fairy.
The school I would go to this mwaka was called Jackson High...
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The Big Problem With Save The Cat Is That It Doesn't Apply To Every Genre - Daniel Calvisi via FilmCourage.com.
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This Is The Best Genre And It's Not Even Close - Sheila Houlahan via FilmCourage.com.
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Beginners Guide To uandishi A Great Ending - Shannan E. Johnson via FilmCourage.com.
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posted by cullens-rule
the crystal night
Chapter 2 the sightings

I woke early the inayofuata morning feeling surprisingly refreshed, I had slept like a rock, every thing was fine, I got up and went to the bathroom I brushed my teeth and washed my face, I got back to my room and glared at the window, the sun was glowing through the curtains, I sighed frustrated, we have had a long sunny summer this mwaka which is bad news for me I burn very easily so I have to be extra careful to stay out of the sun when possible.
I got dressed, brushed my heir and sat and scowled at the sun shining through the window, at half past eight I...
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added by segafan
TOADSTEP PVO
Toadstep leapt in his sleep, dreaming about Dovewing and Ivypool...
He ducked behind a kichaka and stared out and Bumblestripe and Dovewing purring together and jumoing around, playfully.
Toastep watched in complete awe, wondering why he was spyinngg on Dovewing he whipped around and thrashed a paw at the waiting Ivypool.
He wanted to be the Dovewing and Ivypool the Bumblestripe...
He had to imagine Ivypool as dovewing. He leapt at the imaginary Dovewing and wrestled around with her. Ivypool yowled with somewhat surprise and Toadstep woke up from dovewing's spirit and looked at Ivypool.
"What is it?" He asked dreamily. Still thinking she was Dovewing.
"Toadstep? Are wewe okay? I didn't think wewe were in upendo with me so much." Ivypool meowed, suprised.
"Er... I'm sorry for scaring you- I just thought wewe were Dovewing. She is tough that's all." Toadstep purred, playfully.
"Toadstep! No!"
Leader:    Bramblestar ~ Dark tabby tom amber eyes
Deputy:    Squirrelflight-dark ginger she-cat with green eyes
Medicine Cat:    Jayfeather-gray tabby tom with blind blue eyes Seedpaw apprentice
/Leafpool ~ light brown tabby she-cat with amber eyes, sekunde medicine cat

Warriors:    Graystripe-long-haired gray tom
Dustpelt-dark brown tabby tom
Sandstorm-pale ginger she-cat with green eyes ~
Cherrypaw Apprentice

Brackenfur-golden brown tabby tom
Cloudtail-long-haired white tom with blue eyes
Brightheart-white she-cat with...
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posted by lovepop
"What? New Hampshire?" Hillishia said. "But that's far away." "Nah! You're movie stars! wewe can buy your plane tickets in a snap!" Mr. Higgsten said. The dark and empty stage was very dark and eerie when it was silent. So it was silent as Ponya thought."Well I guess I can squeeze it in. How long will we be there?" Ponya asked. "Just to do some final touches so I'm guessing about a few days." Ponya turned to Hillishia. "It's ok! We can go to New Hampshire and come back in time to see the opening night!" Ponya said. "We'll go!" Hillishia said.......................sorry I had to make the makala longer............................................... Zaqqqqqqqqqqqqqqq....................
posted by Poppygirl9904
Ok so this is my first Song Fiction so please not so many hate comments, but critscism is respected. This is a story of how i felt after my guy friend got mad at me and alisema that that he hated he. I am making a lot of post about to get my feelings out. So please enjoy! The song is Cold As wewe kwa Taylor Swift.


Sydney's P.O.V
Hey Sydney...wait up, Alecia yelled while running toward Sydney. When Alecia caught up she asked
"Are wewe excited for the performance"
"Yeah", I alisema "We've been working on it and were definitely ready."
Are wewe inviting anyone, Alecia asked.
"Um, well i invited Jalyn, Aliyah,...
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posted by para-scence
The inayofuata morning, I was woken up kwa a blinding light. I groaned and covered my eyes with my arm. What the hell was Nikolai au Carmine doing in my room this early?! I rolled over onto my stomach, smothering my face in my pillow.

"Good morning, Sunshine!" a female voice said. That woke me up.

"Huh?!" I said, leaning up real fast. Then I realized it was Gail. Then I realized I wasn't home. I frowned and rubbed my eyes. Gail had opened the blinds right kwa my bed. I looked over to the kitanda inayofuata to me; Scout was gone, her kitanda already neatly made.

"It's almost ten o'clock," Gail informed me. Then why'd...
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posted by iluvPrinceMJ213
In middle school there are always groups and people we love, have crushes on, like as friends,and people we just can't stand.

First there are the populars who unless wewe are one wewe can't stand them and they can't stand you. All they care about is make up, fame, clothes, and money.

Then there are the Jocks with their Sport balls, nets, and uniforms. Many pass them off as only guys but there are also girls girl mpira wa kikapu players, baseball, football, mpira wa wavu wewe name it girls in my school play it.

Third there are actors and actresses their outgoing off stage and scared on but others are just...
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