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Although, that's kind of creepy.

Afrikaans

Hoewel, dat is nogal creepy.

Last Update: 2016-10-27
Usage Frequency: 7
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Almost as creepy as you playing Twister.

Afrikaans

Byna net so creepy as jy die Twister speel.

Last Update: 2016-10-27
Usage Frequency: 7
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What us your favorite movie? Mine is Bettlejuice... Well that's one of many. I would like to discuss on which movies on our century is the best. Grease, Grease was out in the movie cinamas a very long time ago but it's still recognized today. Why? Because it's super catchy and you just wanna dance with! Coraline, coraline was like a horror when we were younger but now it's probably your favorite movie... But some people still find it quite creepy because of the buttons and that's OK because people could be afraid of dolls. Next movie is men in black! If you haven't heard or seen men in black your childhood just sucked. It's about these two agents that brain wash people and fight aliens in suits... Black suit of course! And lastly the movie hairspray, hairspray is some what like Grease but showing you how black/white and coloured Americans were treated back in the 16th century. It's groovy and catchy as well and is showing that you need to love yourself and do what you dream of doing. Thank you for listening to my speech.

Afrikaans

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Last Update: 2019-01-24
Usage Frequency: 1
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As I opened the door to the creepy old haunted house on my street, I started to think that maybe this wasn't such a good idea. I scolded myself for wanting to turn back, and hesitantly stepped inside to explore. My brown hair and dark brown eyes made me practically camouflage in the wood-paneled foyer, except for my old grey hooded sweatshirt and comfortable red sweat pants. I was average height for eleven, but I was still going to have to look up to check for cobwebs. I had to clean my glasses because so much dust had collected on them. My hair needed washed already because so much dust has collected on it. As I walked through the doorway to my right, I realized that this must be the formal fining room. An old, Victorian style table with eight elegant chairs was obviously the focal point of the room, resting on a beautiful green, gold, and red toned carpet. The hardwood flooring around it coordinated flawlessly with the wainscoting, which came approximately a third of the way up the elegant gold-painted wall. The vast picture window was framed by a custom cabinet with a buffet coming to just below the windowsill. My heart was pounding, and the room smelled dusty, musty, and faintly of roses. On the table there was a large bouquet of red roses, and eight green, red, and gold place mats. Another red rose, each in a slender vase, sat at each place. I decided to look through the cabinet by the window to see if anyone actually lived here. If someone did, I hoped they were away. Suddenly, I heard something something behind me. GURGLE GURGLE GURGLE! I swiftly turned around, but saw nothing. It was probably just my stomach, I thought to myself. I kept sorting, but with no findings. Just then, I saw a shadow in the reflection of the glass bolt across the room. I jumped up and looked around, but still, nothing seemed suspicious, so I kept sorting through the papers, but with my heart pounding, I was ready to go for the door on a moment's notice. Without warning, I felt a paper towel, or something like it, dragging on the back of my neck. I whipped my head around, and when I saw an apparently not-so-dead mummy standing over me, I jumped back and gasped. I almost started to run toward the door, but, unfortunately, the Mummy was blocking the way. He must have been at least six feet tall, towering over me like I would have towered over an ant. Wrapped in something that seemed like gauze, or maybe paper towels, I had no idea where he had come from. When I had jumped back, barely two seconds ago, the glass doors of the cabinet had shattered. CRASH! I heard as the glass fell on my legs. "OUCH!" I exclaimed. The mummy made a noise that sounded kind of like he was trying to say, "Go away!" but I couldn't tell because of the gauze that covered his entire being from head toe, with the exception of his mysterious beady black eyes. These eyes glared down at me with such an intensity that I could not stop myself from muttering, "Oops." That was when I noticed what he had in his hand. It was a pure gold sword, with a blade as long as my arm. He was obviously planning to decapitate me. My eyes opened widely, and it felt as if I had completely lost control over my body. I saw a loose end of his gauze covering flapping at his side. Without thinking my risky escape plan through, I grabbed the loose end and tugged with all of my might. When the mummy started to spin, I knew that he would get dizzy and collapse, so i darted for the door. BANG! The door slammed behind me, and I bolted down my street to get back home. "Phew!" I said as I wiped the sweat off of my forehead. I spread out on my sofa, winded from the running. As I lay there, I decided that later, I would tell my family about my adventure. I felt very brave after defeating the mummy. I was dozing off from my tiresome adventure, but my hope before I drifted off to sleep was that some day I would be able to tell my children and grandchildren all about the periluos adventure that I had experienced that day.

Afrikaans

as ek drie wense kon wens

Last Update: 2016-02-17
Usage Frequency: 1
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Reference: Anonymous
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