Long ways from here was a forest, where trees filled every inch and at all times light was shed through the star shaped spaces from the leaves above all, making it seem to be night all time. Many tribes lived in this forest, since this forest covered much too land of this planet. The two most powerful tribes, Ishizu and Daisuke, were at war for many centuries, but the successors were in love with one another though they were forbidden to ever be with one another.
These tribes and this land consisted of females alone. Any male died off three hundred years ago, due to an illness that only the Y-chromosome carried. This day and age there were adam-females and eve-females. Adams were not allowed to show there femininity so they had to bound up their breasts. Eves were allowed to be as feminine as they wish.
The tribe of Ishizu had Sasumi Ishizu as their leader. Sasumi was indeed a beautiful, elegant, kind and caring Eve. She was politically looking out for ther tribe's best interest. Her tribe's weaponry and army was the best of the planet. No one could beat the Ishizu tribe except for the Daisuke tribe. Problem was Sasumi was madly in love with Alexandra Katherine Daisuke. Alexandra Daisuke was the leader of the Daisuke tribe and was also athletic, beautiful, strong and amazing. She was indeed an Adam. She always tried to do all that was the best for her tribe. She always, always protected her tribe from harm. But, the leaders of Ishizu and Daisuke went against their home for love. Alexandra and Sasumi were in love with one another.
Once every month, underneath the full moon, Alexandra and Sasumi met one another underneath the hugest tree in the whole forest, the tree of Okinawa. The two females would become one for this one night. They were able to be lovers, act as one, love as one. Alexandra would kiss Sasumi passionately and deeply as they would hold each other. Her lips would press against the one she loves, her hands running down along Sasumi's sides. Over the course of the night, Alexandra would make every single inch of Sasumi hers. Alexandra would kiss along Sasumi's neck and then her shoulder. She would swirl her tongue around Sasumi's pink nubs and smile at her moans as she would also moan out softly. Alexandra's slow and soft movements would only cause Sasumi to grow more and more excited. As an adam, Alexandra had the chance to make any eve feel good. Alexandra would quickly thrust herself inside Sasumi while kissing her passionately. All night long the couple would make love until they both passed out. In the morning Sasumi would be gone by sunrise. Alexandra would soon head back also.
The people of Ishizu and Daisuke knew if Alexandra and Sasumi were to join forces and become a public couple, tying their lives together, nothing could defeat Ishizu-Daisuke, but one knew when to stop thinking about the unreal.
After three years of secrecy, Alexandra and Sasumi grew closer and closer. But one night Sasumi had not come to their love spot. This made Alexandra very worried and so she went to the Ishizu territory to find out what exactly kept her. The siren was called, Sasumi's fiance had grabbed her bow and arrow. Sasumi hadn't known the "enemy" that came to their territory was in fact her beloved Alexandra, so she stayed behind. Lucinda, Sasumi's fiance, had aimed and shot unarmed Alexandra in three different places. Pulling out another arrow to finally put an end to Alexandra Daisuke, Lucinda was stopped by her fiance. Crying, Sasumi begged Lucinda to have mercy. Lucinda was shocked to see her fiance cry and that for the enemy. Alexandra could no longer hold herself up, falling to the ground as she was wounded in her heart, shoulder and thigh.
Sasumi ran to her beloved, catching her in her arms as she looked down at her, tears falling down her cheeks. Alexandra reached up and weakily whispered out "I...Will Always...be.." She pointed to Sasumi's heart "..here.." Alexandra, with the last of her power, reached up and wiped Sasumi's tears away before passing out, her hand falling to the ground. A thump was heard as her heart beat slowly faded and her breathing came to a slow stop. Sasumi couldn't take this, her teasrs ran down her cheeks as her lover died in her arms. She leaned down and pressed her lips upon Alexandra's slightly warm lips ebfore taking the arrow from her heart and plunging it in her own. Her last words were "I'm coming...my love...my Alexandra."
Looks like not even death made them part. Holding hands, Alexandra and Sasumi walked into eternity with no one to stop them from being together, ever again.
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Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Friday, November 9, 2012
Zachariah Adam Drake
Born in 1867, Zachariah
Adam Drake grew up as any other normal child, very happy and playful. But that
all changed when he turn fifteen years of age. It was a normal day, like any
other, he came out and began his daily chores. He woke up at quarter past five
and showered, brushed his teeth, combed his hair and changed his close. By half
past five he was down in the kitchen waiting on his breakfast. His nanny is the
one who raised him up since he was a mere child due to his parents passing away
to unknown circumstances. She served him freshly squeezed orange juice, with a
plate of scrambled eggs and a side of bacon. He always liked his morning to
start out with some fresh cup of milk warmed with a dash of honey. So once he
was finished with his eggs she gave he his milk and then he went out to
officially start his day.
While
working out in the farm, he found a girl lying in the fields. She wasn't wounded
nor was she bleeding in any part of her body. She looked very beautiful. Her
brown curly hair that flowed down over her shoulders and her beautiful pale white skin was breath taking. Her pink soft lips seemed so wonderful from the
distance making him wonder how perfect it would seem against his own. He
carried her back to the house and laid her down on his bed. The nanny had gone into
town to get the daily groceries for the rest of the day. He went down, folded a
towel and wet in some warm water. He took the towel up and put it on her
forehead, hoping this would help her out. When he went upstairs, she was gone.
The bed seemed untouched as if no one was laying there. He was a bit upset at
the fact; she was so beautiful and she was gone, maybe never to be seen again. (to be continued..please comment)
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Who Am I
Am I a person
who hates everything or everyone in the world
Am I a person
who is hated by everything or everyone in the world
Am I a person
who disobeys everything or everyone
Am I a person
who loves or am I a person who is loved
Who am I
Do I care for
anyone or do I rely on everyone
Do I need to
show my feelings
Do I need to
hide from everyone
Do I love or
do I hate everyone
Who am I
Am I lost in
the world
Am I in love
with the wrong sorts
Am I in denial
or am I confused
Am I lost in
my world, where no one can help me
Who am I
Where do I
belong
Where am I
going with my life
Am I ever
going to figure out my true purpose in life
Am I always
going to be a person who is lost more than ever
Am I always
going to be confused and lost
Will I ever
figure out who I am in this life
Or will I
always be lost and not know where I belong
WHO AM I
Mother
She forgives us for everything we have done
wrong
She makes sure we are safe from any harm
Verbal or Physical
She puts herself in front of us
I hope someday I could show her how much I
love her
She guides us to the right path when we go
astray
She provides for us in shelter, clothing,
food, and extra accessories
She makes sure we are in good health
Physically and Mentally
She makes us her whole world
All she wants is our happiness
All she wants is our safety
All she wants is our honesty
All she wants is our friendship
She wants so little but we make it a big deal
She sacrifices her time for us
She would sacrifice her life for ours
But we can’t sacrifice any time for them
We complain and whine because we don’t want to do what she
wants to
She does everything in the world for us
In a world we may be no one but to her we are the world
In a world we may not be as important but to her we are
everything
In a world we may be incomplete but she completes us
She is our first love
From Birth till Death
She is our life as we are hers
Is That Me?
Maymoona Rashid
Presenting “Is That Me”
Looking
behind
Seeing
past events
Tearing
up about deaths and losses
Is
that me
Looking
forward
Seeing
a mystery
Smiling
up about happiness and new adventures
Is
that me
Looking
up into the heavens
Clouds
everywhere, sun shining brightly
Confused
about dreams
Is
that me
Looking
down onto the ground
Green
grass growing dry, while the roads keep growing longer
Understanding
the changes around me
Is
that me
Should
I tear up about losses in my past
Should
I smile upon my future
Should
I stay confused about my dreams
Or
should I understand everything logically
Only
Time shall tell…
Home
Home
By: Maymoona Rashid
Where is home
Where can you find home
Where can you find home
Is home where you find love and compassion
for one another
Is home where you find a mother and a father
Is home where you find a sister and a brother
Is home where you find a niece and a nephew
from either sister or brother
Or is home where you are together with people
that are dearest to you
Is it where you are together with the ones
you love
Is it where you think that your mom should be
with you with every moment
Is it where you bother your mother for every
little detail
Is it where you don’t show your love for
everyone and everyone become distant
Is it where you try to hard to become what
you’re not
Is it where you think you need to be
something else for people to love you
Or is it a
place for family to be together and never forget the love that we share
Heart-Broken
Heart-Broken
I am in my
scared and lonely place
Wishing I had
someone to lighten the place
Someone I
thought who'd be there forever
Alas she is
not
She has a
beautiful face, a beautiful smile
And a
beautiful heart of love
Now all I can
see is anger and hatred for me
I am starting
to think that all that love for me will never be
Dreams
Dreams
The dream that
everyone dreams
The dream that
everyone reaches for
The dream that
everyone thinks of
The dream that makes
everyone unique
The dream that makes
everyone struggle
The dream that makes
everyone do crazy things
The dream that makes
everyone climb up the mountain
The dream that makes
everyone imagine
The dream that makes
everyone make the first move
The dream that makes
everyone take the first step
The dream that
fulfills the night and the day
The dream that never
ends
The dream that keeps
everyone strong for the day to come
The dream that
fulfills every single moment of our life
The dream that makes
us push ourselves harder
The dream that makes
us finish the mountain first
Everyone will always
dream and the dream will prepare us for the days to come
Always a Chance
Always a Chance
There are always
mountains to climb
There are always
people cheering you on
There is always
someone to help you chase your dreams
There is always a
chance
There is always a
chance
There is always a
chance
Of those dreams comin’
true
Of these dreams comin’
true
Don’t you give up on
who you are
Don’t you give up on
who you want to be
Don’t give up on your
dreams
Don’t do it (don’t do
it)
There is always a
chance
There is always a
chance
Of your dreams being
reality
Of your dreams being
reality
You are who you are
supposed to be
You are someone that
is to always be
You are supposed to
mean something in life
And giving up on your
dreams won’t do a thing
There is always a
chance
There is always a
chance
Of showing the real
you
Of showing the real
you
Take your dreams and
make them you
Take your dreams and
make them reality
Take them and help
yourself realize who you are
And lying to yourself
won’t do a thing
There is always a
chance
There is always a
chance
Of making those dreams
comin’ true
Of making your dreams
being reality
Of showing the real
you
Of being you
Of becoming who you
want to be
There is always a
chance
Mistakes
Mistakes
By: Maymoona Rashid
Mistakes is a part of this beautiful world
If there are no mistakes, there is no life
Mistakes are there to be learned from
You shouldn’t be locked up so you don’t make mistakes
Part of life is mistakes
So learn from them
You make mistakes your whole life
You can’t hide from them
Even hiding from mistakes is a mistake
Allah has made life so we make mistakes
Then we fix the mistakes made by us humans
Every time we make a mistake we learn a new lesson
So there are more lessons to be learned in life
Think of it this way every mistake is a whole new lesson
Making mistakes doesn’t mean lie
Tell the truth and the lesson is learnt
Life is directions to your destination
Every mistake is a wrong turn
But once the lesson is learnt, you get back on track
But even so the destination is worth not even millions of
dollars
So learn whatever you can to get to the destination of your
life
Angel Garcia
Someone once
told me “Listen to your heart when something goes wrong” but I never understood
it until now. My whole life I grew up in a dump, my clothes were never good and
my grades were steady. I am going to tell you the story of a little girl who
grew up to be more than she thought she would be, but not easily with so many
hardships because she wasn't just like everyone else. This story could make you
cry at times; maybe you’ll laugh, but understand her story could change your
point of view for many things. I am Angel Garcia and this is my story.
“And there are
voices that want to be heard. So much to mention, but you can’t find the words.”
Have you ever felt that way? That you wanted so hard to say something to someone
but you weren't able to because you couldn't say it? I have, I felt that way my
whole life. When I was a kid I lived with my mother and her boyfriend. My
father left us when he found out about me. My father was a motorbike type of guy;
he went where the wind took him. Most people might pity me, for not having a
father. But, I think it’s the better thing for me, my father was a kind man but
he wasn't the “dad” type of guy. My mother became sicker and sicker every day,
especially since Mike, that’s her boyfriend’s name, would smoke wherever he
could. Whether she was in the house or not, he would smoke his cigarettes. I
felt sorry for her, more than I did myself. She was hopelessly “in love” with him but he
just used her for what he wanted. I tried to stay out of their way, but he came
after me anyways. So while I took care of myself and them, I did the cooking,
cleaning, and I paid the bills and everything else. I did everything while he screwed
around with mom and me. She grew sicker each and every day. I went to school
wearing ragged clothes, didn't have much clothes since the money went towards to
ways of how we would stay alive.
Next morning I got ready to go to school and found that he left the trailer with most of our things and our money. The savings that I had to work almost my whole life for, he left with it. (To Be Continued, please do comment and say if you like it or not..what don't you like and what you would like to see.)
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