Why 99 Percent Of Stories Are Meaningless - Alan Watt [Founder of L.A. Writers' Lab]

I am from a dad who showed me upendo –till I turned four
--A navy man with no zaidi room for me
To burned bridges with family, Marafiki and loved ones

From the chilly blue ocean, days spent at the golden beach,
And time spent hiding from the world

From days spent with despair and wishes for death
To days with unending laughter and forced smiles

The hopes of tomorrow being destroyed
And memories that become tarnished

From helping raise four younger siblings
And growing up too fast
To begging my friend not to die

From my tears, joy, and fears
To finding the Father who always loved me

From being too terrified...

As I gasp for breath while I drown the pain in morphine
While my moyo beats in tune with the rolling static hills on the metal screen
I lay on my deathbed reflecting on my life
I can say I had a good one although it was filled to the brim with tidal waves of hurt
I laughed in delight while running through the golden fields embracing the open skies and wearing a halo of warm sunshine
I climbed trees and swam in the salty zumaridi, zamaradi sea
But Moma was always working hard at the diner filling out orders for sugary milkshakes and greasy fries
And brother Tim was always out too late fixing old radios who sang...

Catherine Orr is 19 and is a non-identical twin.She tells us about her relationship with her sister,Michelle.

How do wewe think it is different being a twin?
'I think it's very different.We've been through exactly the same things:the same birthdays,the same parties,the same first siku at school,the same evil maths teacher.'

Do wewe think wewe and Michelle are zaidi similar than ordinary sisters?
'Definitely.If I don't like a film,then neither does she.We pick up the phone at the same time to call each other.If I get ill,so does she.'

Do wewe get on well with Michelle now?
'Yes,I see her about once a week,although...

I couldn't stop screaming like an idiot. The snake went to attack, until a muscular hand grabbed it, and threw it really far. I looked behind me and jumped a little. Howl looked at me confused as I said,"Thanks. Um..I..uh...don't ask why I'm here. I just gave wewe and Lilith some alone time together, and then...th-th-the snake came an-a-and j-jus-just scared me." Howl kept looking at me with that adorable confused look on his face. He just grabbed me kwa the waist and swung me back to our camp site.

After Howl and I came back, he walked over to Lilith, and started kissing her and stroking her...

I stood outside of the cave, watching them. I knew what to do now, but I had hoped that it would not have to go this way. 'Too late now.' I told myself, "Good night." I whispered. My sister woke up, and I slipped back out into the darkness.

*

I woke up like always but something didn't feel right, I walked outside. The air was as cold as death and… There were 2 moons. Side kwa side, orange, thin, crescent moons. The moon, the stars, and the sun were all out at the same time. The sun gave off barely any light au heat, just a hardly visible smooth ice like dish in the sky. How I recognized it as...

notes I don't have a name for the story yet...
my quote marks on my keyboard don't work so I use { }<--instead
the time period is the rennessonce time(?)
the point of view changes alot

narrator POV
Zane Caldwell entered the ball room waring a simple black suit. he had no interest in being there at all and he was only there out of cutesy not knowing it would change his life.

Zane POV
I was at possibly the biggest and most extravagant party I had ever been to. There was beautiful women dressed in brightly colored dresses and tight corsets. All the men were wearing formal suits and tuxedos. Also another...