task 22

Two best friends talking. One friend has just dumped her boyfriend.

Tania- how can he do that to me? Who does he fink he is?
Nisha- I told you from the beginning his not worth it, don’t waste your tears on him, would he ever cry over you?
Tania- but you don’t understand, I thought, I thought he was different. I thought he loved me.
Nisha- Don’t think about him, you should feel gratis; you should feel fortunate not to be fixed with that temperamental bastard. Think about all he put you through.
Tania- yeah but I love him...
Nisha-love what? His mood swings... 1 day his nice to you the next his fucked... Don’t bother with him.
Tania- but Nish, you don’t know my hopes my plans; I thought we was going to get married.
Nisha- married? At 16, Tania seriously love, stop hurting yourself you know never to think ahead. That’s the problem with you.
Tania- I can’t help it, he just he just was perfect, everything I ever wanted was in him. The ideal smile, the awesome personality. I really need to get over him.
Nisha- you really need to stop thinking about the past and concentrate on now. Forget him. His not worth it. No ones worth your tears. Just think of it as his lost out, because he has.
Tania- I really hope I get over him.

TASK 20

(A young 21 year old guy sitting in a rusted out car in the dark watching a girl in the house he parked near)
The bloody bitch. It was all her fault he died. It was all her fucking fault he committed fucking suicide and ended his life tragically and now he’s going to hell. Why couldn’t he stick to his own kind? Why did he have to fall in love with her, a muslim? A fucking damn muslim. Look at her, I can see her laughing...THAT BITCH, she killed my only family and she’s laughing. Let her have this final laugh...she doesn’t know what grief she caused me. She doesn’t know what pain she’s going to experience. I never let things lie. She’s in for it tonight. She’s going to get everything she deserves for MURDERING my brother...
(He stays in the car until he sees all the lights being turned off and slowly creeps out of the car making his way to the back of the house and breaks open the door and realises the door is already open)
This dumb bitch. She didn’t even lock the door. Couldn’t this murder get any easier...HAHAHAH! I couldn’t help laughing, I dint find it funny. I guess the feeling that I was going to get revenge was just generating my happiness to go wild. I JUST WANTED TO GET BACK AT HER FOR what she done. I looked around her clean and snug home. Slowly making my way towards her bedroom. Look t her ...sleeping peacefully....she doesn’t have the right too..........
(He walks right to her and pulls out a sharp knife..She wakes up suddenly and screams)
SHUUTUUP U BITCH
(She stops screaming)
It was all your fault, it was al your fault he died. Do you know that. Do you fucking know that.
**UNFINISHED**

LOVE

I thank the lord for creating cubid
the creator of love and affection
people mey feel as though I am stupid
hopefully my words will prove correction
love is the answer to our prayers
fulfills my desires that I yearn for
and guards me like a protective layer
resulting in me running back for more
not all love is as it is shown to be
more pain is felt that the true love itself
slowly but surely we begin to see
love comes with pain as the rich come with wealth
so prepare yourself and don't show a frown
as love will surely leave you feeling down.

The religion I follow is Islam.
Islam teaches Muslims about Allah.
Allah is my master and creator.

Five times a day I have to pray.
Giving money to the poorer,
another duty I obey.

Pilgrimages I have to go on.
Ramadan is a month of fasting.
Slaughtering a cow for kurbani.

This is what Islam is.
This is what I believe.
It teaches me a lot.

People who follow Islam are Muslims,

task 14

I love you like a table loves a chair
I love you like a forest needs a bear
I love you like a fruit needs a pear

I love you like a bird loves a big nest
I love you like all the farmers hate pests
I love you like worst opposite to best

I love you like a dreamer needs a sleep
I love you like a lover loves to weep
I love you like an alarm loves to beep

I love you...

I want you like a dog wants a big bone
I want you more than I needed a phone
I want you like a ring needs a nice tone

I want you like a fat man needs a cake
I want you more than I give and I take
I want you more than life for goodness sake

I want you like Romeo wanted Juliet
I want you like a gambler loves to bet
I want you more than ever that is a threat
I want you...

I need you like a baby needs its mum
I need you more than

Islam

The religion I follow is Islam.
Islam teaches Muslims about Allah.
Allah is my master and creator.

Five times a day I have to pray.
Giving money to the poorer,
another duty I obey.

Pilgrimages I have to go on.
Ramadan is a month of fasting.
Slaughtering a cow for kurbani.

This is what Islam is.
This is what makes me, me.
It teaches me a lot.

People who follow Islam are Muslims,

trust

Trust
Have you ever experienced something so dreadful that every time it crosses your mind, it feels like your heart is being slashed open and you despise yourself for it? No one in their right mind can ever imagine what I went through. That’s why I decided to write this story, to explain my unimaginable past.
3 YEARS EARLIER
HELP! I screamed out continuously, hoping that someone or something would save me. He came out of nowhere and dragged me off the small park bench. He threw me on to the cold, damp, filthy floor and forced his self on top of me. Squashing me. Caressing me. He pinned my hands to the ground and I struggled to get free. The pain of it all was unbearable; it felt like my soul was being pulled out of me. He tore my clothes apart and calmly gnawed his way sickly down me. That’s when he forced down my underwear and I knew what he was going to happen next. He took of his own trousers and I started screaming like I had never screamed before. I tried kicking him, I tried beating him of me, but he was too strong. I just gave up in the end. I felt stupid and useless. I even tried telling the moon to help me, only the moon could’ve saved me. That’s when he did it. That’s when he raped me and changed my life forever.
Why did it happen to me? Why did he have to kiss me patronisingly before he left? The kiss. The kiss had felt very familiar. I couldn’t believe the way he left. Shamelessly. I was left there, all alone, left lying on the cold, muddy grass still in shock from what had happen to me. I was still staring at the malevolence moon, thinking about what I had ever done that was so awful that he couldn’t even save me. Save me from the evil monster.
3 years ago this happened to me. I guess I’m over the trauma of it now. I had a lot of time to find myself again and put the past behind me. Don’t get me wrong I still hate that animal for what he done to me, for what he put me through. It was just another typical day for me that day. I remember that I was really excited, because I was going on a date with this stunning guy that I really liked. Not in a million years would you think that he would be capable of doing something like this.
He had told me to meet him at 6:00 at the park. I remember getting ready from 4:00 and even going to the park 20 minutes early. 1 hour had passed and he still didn’t show up. I still wonder why I didn’t realise that he wasn’t going to show. I guess I really thought he liked me. Instead, I waited for hours. He was still nowhere to be seen.
I can still remember how I spent those hours, reminiscing about him. All the romantic thoughts were pumping around my body with every heart beat. I was just in my own amorous world, full of flowers, romance and exquisite thoughts. I think I was at the park until 1:00 to be exact. I knew it was really stupid to stay at a park for that long especially when it was dark; but it was something I had to do for love, for me. That’s when I turned from being a clean juvenile virgin and had my world shattered to be known as a dirty slag.”Damaged goods”, that’s what my parents called me, before they disowned me, when they found out what had happened to me.
No one understood me. Why couldn’t they see that I was the victim? I would’ve stopped him if I could. He never really said anything to me whilst he abused me.” You fucking slag, you deserve everything you get”. That’s all I remember him saying. I really can’t believe I never recognised his voice. His deep, husky voice. The person I considered the closest and the dearest, did that to me. What had I ever done to him, apart from love him? He really despised me. There’s no other explanation. Why else would he take my life and chew it up and spit it out like it was anything?
Well his really paying for it now. Every ounce of pain and suffering, every drop of water he caused to fall out of my eye, his really paying for it now. They think his nutty. He’s in a mental institution now. I hope he bloody rots there. I hate him, I really do. Now do you understand how I feel? I may sound cold-hearted, but you would only now how I feel if you’re beloved boyfriend raped you and exposed you of all your pride and dignity. Yes, it was Jay who raped me. He was the one who screwed up my life. I knew something like this was going to happen to me. I deserved this for hurting people. I guess getting raped was the only way all the hurt people suffered because of me reflected back to me. The memories of what happened will always remain within me. But I’m happy now. I’m alone. I prefer to be alone, because then I will never have to experience the pain and suffering deceitful humans cause ever again.

MONEY:S

money.the amount of hate i have for that. i don't understand what people love about it. what pleasure and good does it bring to them? every bloody evening they fight over over it. i thought my dad was going to tear my mum's hair out today, that's how serious their arguments have become. they do this all the time. they fight over the littlest of things, always causing problems for me and my younger sister. it's always us that has to suffer in the end. always us that are forced to stay up at night not able to sleep because of all the sceaming and shouting. we use to stay up at night hoping and wishing that they will stop, stop bloody fighting. why can't they just stop?

today dad came home and they were at it again. for hours they were screaming and shouting at each other, but today they just went too far.he exceeded the limit. i
think my mum was actually bleeding. when i saw her it felt like my heart was being ripped out of me. i couldn't belive he would go that far. i couldn't even look at him, he knew what he had done was that horrid. he couldn't even face looking at the pain and damage he caused my mum and us. he just walked out in the end. out of our lives, all because of money. money.... yeah, that really doesn't give you pleasure i know that better than anyone.

LOVE IS........

love is the reason i want to die
love is the warmth i feel as winter passes by
love is the only reason to why i cry
love is...

love is the sugars in my tea
love is sweeter than the honey made by the bees
love is forever like the trees
love is...

love is what brings together you and me
love is friendship, without it where will we be
love is a padlock with an assigned key
love is...

love brings you closer to my heart
love is a feeling we can't live without
love is a promise that will never be apart
love is...

love is a feeling greater than the moon
love is a pleasure i hope to feel soon
love is the dreams i visualisevat noon
love is...

debut

DEBUT
It was to happen. I was so scared; I could feel the nerves down my spine. I could hear the cheers. I walked to the stage and closed my eyes. Just then I cleared my throat.

i luv u :D

She closed her eyes. She knew that moment was to come; she knew exactly what he was going to do and say. He walked slowly but patiently towards her, thinking very carefully to what he was going to say. His cheeks were rosier than ever. All his nerves and emotions were dying to come out, but he knew he had to remain calm. He looked at her and just knew she was the one. His love, his life, his everything and now the only thing he had to do is ask her. Ask her if she would share his dreams of being one and being united. He finally reached up to her. She dreamily reopened her beautiful sparkling eyes. That’s when he said it. He told her. He knew it was the right time. He could tell because he could just visualise her gorgeous eyes telling him to say it.

PART of me

Part of me is really hype – I smile but do not laugh
Part of me is the nice type – that’s why I don’t have staff
Part of me is lonely – I have no friends at all
Part of me is only – only the one that’s tall
Part of me is success – I try but don’t achieve
Part of me is a mess – I don’t cry but I grieve
Part of me just wants love – but ends up getting hate
Part of me wants a glove – to hide a hand which holds fait

Robert & Gerry

ROBERT & GERRY
ROBERT- I know about you and my wife Emma
GERRY- you know? How can you know...Emma told you.....
ROBERT-well obviously who else will tell moi?
GERRY-you don’t hate me do you?
ROBERT-why would I hate you? She’s a no good useless cow
GERRY-what do you mean don’t you love her?
ROBERT-lets have a game of squash

BETRAY me and WATCH lol

You’re the only man who killed my heart
You broke my fragile heart yet again
But still my endless love pounds for you
It was you who betrayed me your insane!
You deserve to die; why tell a lie?
You broke my heart thinking you’ve won
You played with my feeling thinking your big!
But you didn’t think the game had only just began

VENUS AND ADONIS

You always do this to me,
It has always been the same,
Why can’t you love me as much as I love you?
I have always been there for you, always given you a shoulder to cry on
I thought you were the only one I could rely on....
Oh how wrong could I have been?
At my desperate times of need
You left me
Sitting there in the cold, trying to grab on to your body
For you, for hope, for us
I lost everything for you
Family, friends, hope
Now I sit alone cold and naked
Without a friend or a lover
It’s me alone again to fend my self against the whole wide world.

laura

She didn’t understand my deep inner feelings
Always wants me to be something I ain’t
Screaming at plain me leaving me reeling
Making me work for hours till I felt faint
Just because she had all the fancy boys
It wasn’t my fault I had a disability
I want to be normal and play with toys
O why can’t she just face reality?
I will never be beautiful like her
She has everything she ever wanted
Only if I was perfect I often murmur
O why does it feel like I’m being haunted?
A normal mother appreciates her child
Unlike mine why can’t she see what’s on my mind.

sadz edit

I am funny, tall and pretty shy
Light brown skin and golden hair that shines
Sharp black crystals for my twinkling eye
Bubbling personality surprise.

sadz

I am funny and tall and pretty shy,
Light brown with golden hair that shines
Sharp black crystals for my twinkling large eye
Bubbling personality that’s full of surprise.

i AM funNY and TALL and PREtty SHY
light brown with GOLDen hair that SHINES
sharp black CRYstals for my TWINKling large eye
BUBBling PERsonALIty that's full of SUPrise

MONKEY

Why this creature is so clever
It is prettier than any other animal
Is so soft and warm like leather
Just like the gorgeous summer fall

View of bangladesh

The city lies below the weighty sky
I watch while, the day passes by,
Similar people go pass and stare
I lay there with my mind bare,
Staring at the beauty,
The everlasting beauty
Day darkens to night,
That’s right
A star
So far.