Woken by the sound of birds as their soft wings flutter and glide against the cold, crisp morning air.
You can here the sounds of the animals awakening as the sun begins to glisten over the wet grass.
You step out on the cold deck, and you cringe as you get a feeling of the morning air as it drifts against your face.
The leaves of the trees begin to shine with the morning dew, and you begin to see the sun rising up over the lake.
You then walk down and feel the water splash against your feet, as you look out onto the beautiful sight of the morning sun as it reflects over the waves as they calmly drift and swish from the gentle, summer breeze.
You don"t want the moment to end, but you know it will have to.
Sylvia B.
Friday 27 February 2015
Update on My Life...
As some of you may know, I was going to start taking lessons at Slightly Off Broadway, an acting group, in April. That's not what's going to happen. I'm now, starting in May, going to take private lessons at Studio One for musical theater, hip hop, and maybe tap dancing. I'm going to be taking these lessons for about four or five months, until September, that way I don't totally embarrass myself when I do group dance for about eight months at Studio One. The group dances will take place from September to May, and we get to do maybe 2 shows and then at the end of the season, we get to do a huge recital at the Auditorium! I have to thank my good friend Reese for telling me about this, and I can't wait to start!
A story
One day on a Sunday morning, there was this kid. His name was Tyler. He was no ordinary kid, he was very different from others. He was obsessed with music. But what he loved doing the most was making people happy. When he made people happy he was very happy.Tyler accepted everyone for who they were. One day, while he was walking around the park. He seen this little girl, she was all by herself. Tyler knew that she had no friends. So he went up to her and asked if she wanted to come for a walk with him and she said yes. So later that afternoon they talked and talked. They had become friends just from taking that walk. The end
If you see someone who's not having fun or feeling sad, you should go up to them an ask if they wanna play, you can really change the world just by simple things!
If you see someone who's not having fun or feeling sad, you should go up to them an ask if they wanna play, you can really change the world just by simple things!
What do you wanna be ?
What do you wanna be when you grow up? When you grow up, it's your choice to choose! My advice is think out of the box! Like don't try to copy others, do something different and what you like! But first you need to go to school.
Which Movie do you want to see the most?
-Insurgent
-Minions
-Pitch perfect 2
-lego movie 2 (maddy's suggestion)
- Mockingjay part 2
Tuesday 24 February 2015
A message...
Today, I felt very proud of myself. I did a good deed and now I feel great!
My name is Mitchell and I am 16 years old.
When I was in high school today, almost everybody had this new video game. Everybody was talking about it. But, lots of the kids teased me because I didn't have it.
I felt very sad the whole day and gloomed. When school was finally over, I grabbed my back pack and started to walk home.
I thought I really needed that game because everyone else had it.
But I couldn't afford the game. I was broke. and I knew my parents wouldn't buy it for me.
So I was just kept walking down the sidewalk when I accidently stepped on something.
I looked down and raised my foot.
What I had stepped on, was a leather wallet. I picked it up and examined it.
I opened it up and inside was credit cards, cash, and other stuff.
I stood there looking at the wallet for a few seconds.
Then I thought if I should keep it and spend it, or return it.
But I couldn't force myself to keep it. I knew that I had to do the right thing.
I looked at the address on one of the cards and started to go to the house.
Fortunately, the house was only a couple of blocks away.
When I had finally found the house, I went up to the door and knocked on it.
A tall, young, man opened the door.
I told him he had dropped his wallet and then handed it to him.
He smiled and thanked me. When I was just about to walk away, he stopped me.
The man said he wanted to reward me for my honesty.
He reached into the wallet and pulled out a fifty dollar bill.
He insisted I take it.
So, in the end I got my game and I felt very good at the same time.
The End.
My name is Mitchell and I am 16 years old.
When I was in high school today, almost everybody had this new video game. Everybody was talking about it. But, lots of the kids teased me because I didn't have it.
I felt very sad the whole day and gloomed. When school was finally over, I grabbed my back pack and started to walk home.
I thought I really needed that game because everyone else had it.
But I couldn't afford the game. I was broke. and I knew my parents wouldn't buy it for me.
So I was just kept walking down the sidewalk when I accidently stepped on something.
I looked down and raised my foot.
What I had stepped on, was a leather wallet. I picked it up and examined it.
I opened it up and inside was credit cards, cash, and other stuff.
I stood there looking at the wallet for a few seconds.
Then I thought if I should keep it and spend it, or return it.
But I couldn't force myself to keep it. I knew that I had to do the right thing.
I looked at the address on one of the cards and started to go to the house.
Fortunately, the house was only a couple of blocks away.
When I had finally found the house, I went up to the door and knocked on it.
A tall, young, man opened the door.
I told him he had dropped his wallet and then handed it to him.
He smiled and thanked me. When I was just about to walk away, he stopped me.
The man said he wanted to reward me for my honesty.
He reached into the wallet and pulled out a fifty dollar bill.
He insisted I take it.
So, in the end I got my game and I felt very good at the same time.
The End.
Monday 23 February 2015
Day of the Triffids.
The current script right now isn't finished but its really good.
I like the storyline so far.
The group of kids go to Safeway to collect food and any other survival gear.
Its too bad Sarah had to get eaten though.
I am actually pretty happy that I got to be a character in the script. His name is Tyler.
But I just found out that I'm going to also get eaten by a Triffid at the marina.
I wish I wouldn't get eaten. :(
Either then that, I cant wait to record the story and broadcast it.
Lots of creativity and effort was put into the script.
I wonder what's going to happen next, being there's blind people everywhere and monsters roaming around.
The story is really good so far and everyone is participating.
What will happen next?
I like the storyline so far.
The group of kids go to Safeway to collect food and any other survival gear.
Its too bad Sarah had to get eaten though.
I am actually pretty happy that I got to be a character in the script. His name is Tyler.
But I just found out that I'm going to also get eaten by a Triffid at the marina.
I wish I wouldn't get eaten. :(
Either then that, I cant wait to record the story and broadcast it.
Lots of creativity and effort was put into the script.
I wonder what's going to happen next, being there's blind people everywhere and monsters roaming around.
The story is really good so far and everyone is participating.
What will happen next?
Friday 20 February 2015
Parallel Jumping. Part 6. By: Keira.
Okay. Samantha loves me. Carol hates me. What is happening? Why is everything in reverse?I need to find Tom. Maybe he has some answers. If he doesn't hate me... Oh gosh! What if he hates me! Oh no! No, no, no, no, no, no!! This is not good! What if all of my friends hate me! What if all my enemy's love me. well, not love love, but like love. Ugh!! Why? What is happening. Why must life put me through this torture? I'll just go find Carol and ask her where Tom is. Okay. I hope that she doesn't freak out on me. When I walk up to Carol, she's standing by a shady oak tree, talking to her professor.
"Hey Carol!" I shout at Carol, while she ...her professor.
"Can I help you?" She asks politely, trying not to seem rude in front of her professor.
"Umm, I was wondering if you knew where your brother was." I ask.
"Umm. What?" She asks.
"Where's your brother?" I ask again.
"I don't have a brother, Adam." She responds, actually concerned.
"Yes you do. His name is Tom. You two are orphans." I say, scared of her denial.
"No I don't. I'm an only child with two loving parents. Not divorced." She says, startled.
"wh-what?" I stammer, confused.
"I. Don't. Have. A. Brother." She says, clearly.
The burning sun hits my face. So warm. How could Carol not have a brother? What's happening to me? I-I- I need water. What's going on? I feel faint. Everything is going black. I hear a thud. It was my body. I have just passed out. Everything is black.
I wake up in the nurses office holding a pack of ice to my eye. My eye is killing me. It hurts like crazy. Ugh. That's when I see them. Carol and Tom.
"Ha!" I exclaim. "Ha, ha, and HA!"
"Wh- What is up with you today, Adam? I mean, first you avoid me when I try to help you with your eye, and then you start laughing hysterically at me. Why?" Asks Carol, concernedly.
"What? I haven't been avoiding you. Plus, before I forget, why do I have a black eye?" I ask.
"Well," Tom starts, "For that answer you'll have to talk to Samantha. She's the one who did that to you."
"Samantha... Hmm. I have to go... Figure something out." I say, not realizing that I sound mysterious in a startling way.
I run out of the office, my eye is thankfully okay, and I find my way to my favourite place on campus. it's a quiet little place outside. Not many people know about it. It's one of the most beautiful things that I have ever seen. It looks breathtaking in every season. In the summer, it is a tall, leafy green tree, spectacular, oak tree. Beside it sits a lovely, comfortable, swing bench. Half swing, half bench. It sways beautifully in the summer wind. The sun beams right on you, unless you sit on the other half of the bench. That half is nice and shady from the lovely, oak tree. There is a small pond to the left, and it's an appropriate amount of space away from the bench. Little goldfish swim around the pale, green lily pads while the sun works its way around the sky. To the right of the bench,a few meters away from the tree, is a lovely assortment of blue forget-me-not's, white lily's, and blue roses. The wind always blows the right amount so that it's never to cold or to hot. The grass is greener than a tree frog. the wind smells like flowers and fresh, cut grass.you can hear the laughter of the kids from the school across the street at the time of their break. When the glee club is rehearsing, you can hear their upbeat music. Other than that, it's completely quiet. except for the occasional splash of water from the fish in the pond. It's... Perfect. It always helps me clear my mind. I'll find Samantha, see what happened, but I'll do it reluctantly, and then I'll come to my happy place and sort what just happened.
"Samantha!" I call, reluctantly. She immediately turns around, and her eyes widen.
"If you try to kiss me again, I will mess up your other eye ten times more horribly than the last. Do you understand me?" She asks, anger in her voice.
What?
To be continued.....
"Hey Carol!" I shout at Carol, while she ...her professor.
"Can I help you?" She asks politely, trying not to seem rude in front of her professor.
"Umm, I was wondering if you knew where your brother was." I ask.
"Umm. What?" She asks.
"Where's your brother?" I ask again.
"I don't have a brother, Adam." She responds, actually concerned.
"Yes you do. His name is Tom. You two are orphans." I say, scared of her denial.
"No I don't. I'm an only child with two loving parents. Not divorced." She says, startled.
"wh-what?" I stammer, confused.
"I. Don't. Have. A. Brother." She says, clearly.
The burning sun hits my face. So warm. How could Carol not have a brother? What's happening to me? I-I- I need water. What's going on? I feel faint. Everything is going black. I hear a thud. It was my body. I have just passed out. Everything is black.
I wake up in the nurses office holding a pack of ice to my eye. My eye is killing me. It hurts like crazy. Ugh. That's when I see them. Carol and Tom.
"Ha!" I exclaim. "Ha, ha, and HA!"
"Wh- What is up with you today, Adam? I mean, first you avoid me when I try to help you with your eye, and then you start laughing hysterically at me. Why?" Asks Carol, concernedly.
"What? I haven't been avoiding you. Plus, before I forget, why do I have a black eye?" I ask.
"Well," Tom starts, "For that answer you'll have to talk to Samantha. She's the one who did that to you."
"Samantha... Hmm. I have to go... Figure something out." I say, not realizing that I sound mysterious in a startling way.
I run out of the office, my eye is thankfully okay, and I find my way to my favourite place on campus. it's a quiet little place outside. Not many people know about it. It's one of the most beautiful things that I have ever seen. It looks breathtaking in every season. In the summer, it is a tall, leafy green tree, spectacular, oak tree. Beside it sits a lovely, comfortable, swing bench. Half swing, half bench. It sways beautifully in the summer wind. The sun beams right on you, unless you sit on the other half of the bench. That half is nice and shady from the lovely, oak tree. There is a small pond to the left, and it's an appropriate amount of space away from the bench. Little goldfish swim around the pale, green lily pads while the sun works its way around the sky. To the right of the bench,a few meters away from the tree, is a lovely assortment of blue forget-me-not's, white lily's, and blue roses. The wind always blows the right amount so that it's never to cold or to hot. The grass is greener than a tree frog. the wind smells like flowers and fresh, cut grass.you can hear the laughter of the kids from the school across the street at the time of their break. When the glee club is rehearsing, you can hear their upbeat music. Other than that, it's completely quiet. except for the occasional splash of water from the fish in the pond. It's... Perfect. It always helps me clear my mind. I'll find Samantha, see what happened, but I'll do it reluctantly, and then I'll come to my happy place and sort what just happened.
"Samantha!" I call, reluctantly. She immediately turns around, and her eyes widen.
"If you try to kiss me again, I will mess up your other eye ten times more horribly than the last. Do you understand me?" She asks, anger in her voice.
What?
To be continued.....
Sad Stories With Marta
Once their lived two friends. One was a fluffle puff and one was a taco, but the thing was that fluffle puffs have to eat tacos to survive.
But Fluffle did not want to do that. One day when Fluffle was eating sprinkles with her family her dad told her to eat her best friend, taco. Fluffle did not want to do that. But when she sound asleep dreaming about p.f.d.o.r, her dad sneaked into taco's house and ate taco! Fluffle was very sad, so she jumped of a cliff into the lake of strawberry frosting.
the end.
Tuesday 17 February 2015
stories... (Fiction story.)
Dogs may be loud or they might be real messy but once you get to know them, they are actually really playful, really kind and loyal. Well, that's how I met my dog. It all started when I was just 8 years old. Me and my mom were walking down the sidewalk when I noticed something. I turned to my left and saw a little puppy looking at me in the window. He was a light golden color and was very small. My mom stopped and turned around. "Hey, Manny! Come on. We have to be heading home, now," Mom shouted. She walked over to me and looked at the puppy. "Mom, can we get that dog in the window? Please! Please! Please!" I begged. My mom said that we couldn't get it because it required a lot of responsibility. "But mom! I'll share all of my meals with it. I'll take it on walks every day. Please!" I begged. I did everything I could to get my mom to get the puppy. Finally, she said, "well, if it means that much to you, then I have no choice. But, you have to promise to take care of it." I smiled like I've never smiled before. "Don't worry, mom. I'll take care of it," I assured her. We walked into the store and my mom asked how much the puppy was. The cashier said, "we have been having trouble finding a home for him. So much people don't come in here any more. Would you like him?" My mom looked at me. I nodded. Then my mom said, "Yes we would." So, as soon as we got out of the store, the puppy licked me. I smiled and kept walking. This was the beginning of a beautiful friendship. I named him Sam. Sam is no trouble at all. I grew up with him and to this very day, he still lives with me. I feed him, I wash him, I take him for walks, and I clean up after him. He turned out to be a great dog and my best friend. Well, I have to go feed Sam now. See ya!
By Lennox
By Lennox
Survival game
One of my favorite activities at Kingfisher was the Survival Game. I managed to get all 5 food slots full, but I only got two water slots full, which means I didn't survive. I was an omnivore, a coyote. But the coolest thing about it was this: I saw a snowshoe hare! It was also a character in the game, somebody had to be a hare. I saw it running to my right. It must of been scared by someone who came too close. It was so cool though! Well, that was my Survival Game explaination.
What is your favorite holiday?
Which one of these holidays below is your favorite holiday?
-Thanks giving
-Halloween
-Easter
-Valentines Day
-Christmas
By the way, mine is Christmas. Reply in the comments which one is your favorite holiday.
-Thanks giving
-Halloween
-Easter
-Valentines Day
-Christmas
By the way, mine is Christmas. Reply in the comments which one is your favorite holiday.
Saturday 14 February 2015
Happy Valentines Day!
I honestly dont really care, I guess you could say, for this holiday, but some people really like it, so here I am wishing you all you guys a Happy Valentines Day!
Happy Valentines Day!
I just wanted to wish everyone a Happy Valentines Day! Hope you get lots of chocolates!
Friday 13 February 2015
The cursed pendant. Part 3
Please scroll down and read the previous parts if you haven't yet. Enjoy Part 3. :)
When I walked in the door, the house felt very unusually cold. I thought it was just the air conditioning. I took off my sweater and threw it on the floor. I looked around the living room. "Home sweet home," I said to myself. I locked the door and opened the windows. Traffic was still really bad. Cars and trucks were only going 30 kilometres an hour. I thought that the drivers were probably really bored. My house wasn't exactly, the cleanest house in the world. The door creaks slightly, there are socks everywhere, and there's tons of dishes. Also, there's this small crack in my bedroom wall. Every time I go to sleep, I'm kept up really late because I can hear squeaks. I think there's a mouse in there. In the middle of thinking, I suddenly felt very thirsty. I cant describe it but I was really, REALLY, thirsty. In fact, my mouth was bone dry. I walked over to the kitchen and opened the fridge. I grabbed a cold can of root beer. After I opened it, I basically almost drowned. I finished the whole can in only 8 seconds. When I was finished, I was still extremely thirsty. I reached for a chocolate milk carton and once again, devoured it. I couldn't help myself. I almost drank everything in the fridge. When I was about to start drinking the apple juice, I stopped myself. "What am I doing?" I asked. I put the juice back into the fridge and closed it. "I've never felt that way in my life." I suddenly felt very light headed. "I think I need to call my doctor." I grabbed the phone and was about to push the numbers but was stopped. I heard a beep. I quickly turned around to see that the oven was turned on. The stove was a low 7 degrees. Now, what I saw next was just creepy. The knob on the stove was turning, by itself. By now, I was against the wall staring at the knob turning. By just a few seconds, the stove was now 54 degrees. The knob had stopped turning and the oven door was open. I knew I had to turn it off. I forced myself to move. Just as I was about to push the power button, I was pushed from behind. Right into the stove
What happens to Bill next? Find out in Part 4. stay tuned...
Part 4 will be coming very soon. Please feel free to leave a comment and stay cool.
When I walked in the door, the house felt very unusually cold. I thought it was just the air conditioning. I took off my sweater and threw it on the floor. I looked around the living room. "Home sweet home," I said to myself. I locked the door and opened the windows. Traffic was still really bad. Cars and trucks were only going 30 kilometres an hour. I thought that the drivers were probably really bored. My house wasn't exactly, the cleanest house in the world. The door creaks slightly, there are socks everywhere, and there's tons of dishes. Also, there's this small crack in my bedroom wall. Every time I go to sleep, I'm kept up really late because I can hear squeaks. I think there's a mouse in there. In the middle of thinking, I suddenly felt very thirsty. I cant describe it but I was really, REALLY, thirsty. In fact, my mouth was bone dry. I walked over to the kitchen and opened the fridge. I grabbed a cold can of root beer. After I opened it, I basically almost drowned. I finished the whole can in only 8 seconds. When I was finished, I was still extremely thirsty. I reached for a chocolate milk carton and once again, devoured it. I couldn't help myself. I almost drank everything in the fridge. When I was about to start drinking the apple juice, I stopped myself. "What am I doing?" I asked. I put the juice back into the fridge and closed it. "I've never felt that way in my life." I suddenly felt very light headed. "I think I need to call my doctor." I grabbed the phone and was about to push the numbers but was stopped. I heard a beep. I quickly turned around to see that the oven was turned on. The stove was a low 7 degrees. Now, what I saw next was just creepy. The knob on the stove was turning, by itself. By now, I was against the wall staring at the knob turning. By just a few seconds, the stove was now 54 degrees. The knob had stopped turning and the oven door was open. I knew I had to turn it off. I forced myself to move. Just as I was about to push the power button, I was pushed from behind. Right into the stove
What happens to Bill next? Find out in Part 4. stay tuned...
Part 4 will be coming very soon. Please feel free to leave a comment and stay cool.
Kingfisher Trip
How was Kingfisher? I really liked it, don't you think you take a break from the internet? for once. Kingfisher was a lot of exercise but it sure beats just playing video games!
Thursday 12 February 2015
Slenderman Encounter Fiction Story: By Josh
The Slenderman is related to the Wendigo. I was pursuing a deer in the woods at about 10:00 p.m......
..I then drive to a really good deer watching spot. Suddenly, I see 5 deer throwing up. I then get a headache and see the same deer disappearing and reappearing in different spots. What The...........
Then I saw him. I immediately threw up. He started getting closer to me every second. He scratched me on my arm but I got away. Uh oh......... I think its coming now! SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE!!!!! I'M GONNA DIE!!!!! AAAHHH!!!!..................................(*&^%$#@!........
..I then drive to a really good deer watching spot. Suddenly, I see 5 deer throwing up. I then get a headache and see the same deer disappearing and reappearing in different spots. What The...........
Then I saw him. I immediately threw up. He started getting closer to me every second. He scratched me on my arm but I got away. Uh oh......... I think its coming now! SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE!!!!! I'M GONNA DIE!!!!! AAAHHH!!!!..................................(*&^%$#@!........
Sunday 8 February 2015
Which one of these pets would you like to have?
Out of these five options, which pet would you like to have?
A HAMSTER! (small and furry.)
A CAT! (very cute.)
A DOG! (loyal and playful.)
A BIRD! (fly around and chirp)
A GOLDFISH! (swims around.)
A HAMSTER! (small and furry.)
A CAT! (very cute.)
A DOG! (loyal and playful.)
A BIRD! (fly around and chirp)
A GOLDFISH! (swims around.)
| Tell me in the comment section below. Mine is a cat. |
The cursed pendant. Part 2
The traffic was really jammed up today. Cars and trucks were trying to pass each other. The sound of cars honking was loud. I'm lucky that I have to walk home. Chicago was really busy today. After 2 minutes, I arrived home. Just as I was about to go inside, I felt a chill run down my back. It felt strange. I felt a very strong presence. I quickly turned around. I was expecting to see someone but there was nobody. I glanced around the front yard. Nothing. Then something caught my eye. Something shiny. On the walkway, there was some sort of necklace. It stood out. I felt drawn to it. I asked myself if I should pick it up. I couldn't help myself. I walked over to it. I bent down and looked at it. On it, there was a cross. I wondered what it was. "I don't know how it got here... it wasn't here this morning," I said to myself. I attempted to pick it, but when I touched it, I heard breathing. It was very low breathing. I picked it up. "What is this?" I asked myself. Well, whatever it is, it wasn't normal. I stared at it and gently put it on my neck. I felt weird and unbalanced. I looked at the road. On the other side of the street, I saw a man staring at me. He looked to be about 27 years old. He wore clothes that were old fashioned. He kept looking at me and I looked at him. His eyes seemed to sparkle in the sunlight. A car passed by and when it did, he was no longer there. I was confused. "Hey, Bill!" yelled a voice. I looked right and saw Ken walking towards me. "Um... hey, Ken." I said still wondering on what just happened. He came over to me. "Did you hear about the hockey game coming here? It would be so exciting to see it, but we don't have tickets," Ken said. "Hmm? Oh yeah! Do you know what? Dan just got us tickets to go see it. He got the last two." I pulled out the ticket and showed Ken. "Are you serious? I CANT WAIT!" Ken said exited. "yeah. Dan said he was going to give you one when he could see you," I said. "Oh. I'm going to go head over there right now," Ken said. "Okay, then." I said. "Well, I just came over here to tell you about bowling." Ken said. "Oh! How did it go?" I asked. "Well, just as soon as you left, the bowling alley closed. They were only open until 5:00pm." Ken said. "That's too bad." I said, still confused. "Yeah. Anyway, I'm going to go to Dan's house." Ken said. "Okay then." I said. Ken waved and started walking over to Dan's house. I pushed my door open and stepped inside. I should've never picked it up. Its too late to go back.
End of part 2...
Just like everyone else, I would like to thank Kiera. Her stories have inspired me to start writing my own. I love writing even more. In fact, I cant wait to write the next part! Thanks again and goodbye.
End of part 2...
Just like everyone else, I would like to thank Kiera. Her stories have inspired me to start writing my own. I love writing even more. In fact, I cant wait to write the next part! Thanks again and goodbye.
K-K-KINGFISHER!!! :D
Kingfisher
Well, hello everyone! As most of you may know, tomorrow is Kingfisher! Cue the applause! What? No applause? O-okay...I'LL MAKE MY OWN APPLAUSE!!! CAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPJEWELROCKSCLAPCLAPCLAP!!! Oh, why thank you! :3 Ok, as I was saying tomorrow is Kingfisher and most of you either lost your menu planner or whatever it's called! :D Sorry, but I can't help you about what you're eating on day 1, day 2, or day 3, well, on day three we're having a hot dog lunch... Ok! Back to saying what you need to bring!
1. 1 Winter Jacket and Snow Pants
2. 2 Pairs of Mittens, 2 Toques, and 2 Neck warmers (Make sure to stay toasty! :3 )
3. Winter Boots (Maybe for -50*c temperature, doesn't have to be that, but make sure it's warm!)
4. 1 or 2 Pairs of Long Underwear (Hehe, I typed underwear, ahhh, typical 3 year old mind Jewel. )
Now the items you will need!
1. Toothbrush and Toothpaste (Oh no, no, no, got to keep them pearly whites in your mouth! :D )
2. Soap and Face Cloth (You don't want a dirty face, now don't you?)
3. Brush or Comb (You don't want a big rat's nest in your hair, usually, people with short hair don't need the, but still!)
4. Sunscreen (What? Wait, wait, wait.... Sunscreen? In winter? Eh, sure, depends if it's sunny or not!)
5. Insect Repellent. Wait...... Scratch that! It's winter! No bugs! Okie, don't bring that! ^.^
6.Sleeping bag, small pillow optional (You need to be warm!Make sure it's padded! Seriously... Check. Right. Now! D:<)
7.Are you actually checking to see if your sleeping bag's padded or are you just so sure about it... Go check.
8. Hopefully you checked! Ok, you need a flashlight! (You don't want to hit your face on a branch... It hurts... I should know...)
9. Depending if one person from your group is bringing it, then you don't need these, but if only you are bringing your own utensils, plate, bowl, or cup, then you need to bring those... Make sure they're reusable! Like seriously, no garbage!
Hopefully this is useful, I tried to make it as funny and non-boring as I could! Thanks for reading! Okie dokie, JEWEL OUT! PEACE! Nah, just kidding! Okie dokie! buh-bye! :D
~Jewel :D (The girl with a 3 year old mind!)
Back In Time: Part 3
Chapter 3
Debbie and I were staring into each other's eyes with fright, yet with confusion.
"Amber... Is this... Suppose to be a sick joke?! Come on! Get real!" She was yelling at me as if I set a house on fire, what's here problem? I'm her best friend! How couldn't she believe me?!
"Debbie, this isn't a joke! Look! Check on your phone! Come on! Believe me!" I grab here phone, turn it on, and show it to her.
"11:36 Am December 31st, Friday. Now do you believe me?! Debbie? Deb-Debbie?" I look into her eyes as her pupils became smaller, and smaller, and smaller. Her whole body became stiff, like a stone, I could see the confusion pierce her face.
"Amber... What's happening?" She asks in a light voice.
"I don't know, Debbie... Somehow we went back in time. Let's call your Dad and ask him if he knows anything." We dial Debbie's dad's phone number. I look at Debbie and I could see here arms shaking, I guess I should try to calm her down? Or should I let her calm herself down...? I guess I will.
"Debbie, no need to worry, it's going to be ok!" I guess that was my best calming her down... I hand the phone over to Debbie, but she doesn't pick it up. Come on! Talk to your dad, Deb!" I think she's too much in shock...
"Hello? Mr. Connors? Yes, this is Amber. Yes, Debbie's right here, but se doesn't feel like talking right now. Oh, yes, she's okay, her throat just hurts. Yes, I have a question, what day is it today? It's December 31st? I as just making sure, ok, thank you Mr. Connors! Ok, be safe at work! Ok, buh-bye." My voice becomes shaky as my hands freeze, what's happening? I turn to Debbie, she's still shocked? How do I get her out of shock? Hm... Ahah! I give her a quick slap on the cheek.
"Ouch! You know, that hurts?!" She yells at me.
"Sorry, Debbie! You were kind of... Frozen!" I explain to her, hopefully it didn't hurt her badly! At least I can talk to her instead of a statue!
"Ok, did you hear what your dad said?"
"Yes... I did." She answers me as she rubs her red cheek. Eh, it's just a little red!
"Ok... Let's go get Drake see if he remembers anything." Debbie and I walk don stairs and see dumb Lane giving Drake a smooch on the cheek. Anger fills up in my face and Debbie's.
"Lane, get the heck out of my house or I'll make you go home bald!" Debbie scream as Lane. Maybe I should do something? Ok, I'll do something...
"Aww, poor little baby needs a nap, go upstairs and play with your dolls or something you dork." She gives Drake another kiss, but this time on the lips... Ok, that's the last straw! RELEASE THE DRAGON!!!! I jump on Lane's back and start pulling on her hair.
"Ouch! Get her off of me!!!" Lane yells. I then jump onto the floor and flip Lane over. As she lies on her back on the floor, I see rage in her face. She jumps up and dusts herself off.
"Don't ever call her a dork again and how about you go home and redo you're makeup! I think you got a little something all around... There. It's a lil' messed up." I point all around her face. "Oh, wait, it's just your face." Now that I think about it, I do kind of feel bad... Eh, a little ice cream will ease the guilt. Just before Lane leaves, she spits on my shoes and jacket, and walks out.
"That little..." I mumble under my breath, I went to get my shoes, then Drake stops me. We stare at each other in silence, then Drake takes my hand and high-fives it. Wait... I just got into a fight with his girlfriend... And he's happy?
"Amber, that was awesome! got ticked off when she called my sister a dork and treated her like she was 4 years old!" He let out a smile an I did too, Drake picked up my shoes and put them in the wash.
"Oh, thanks!" I thanked him and let out a big smile. 12 hours 22 minutes passed, no party was happening and I decided to sleepover for the night. Just as Debbie and I were falling asleep in our one piece PJs, we heard foot steps exiting the house, we knew it wasn't Drake because he went to his friend's house an hour ago, and Debbie's dad was still at work. There were two figures in the front yard. I shook Debbie and we ran downstairs. A golden vase was gone, Debbie's mom's necklaces were missing, Mr. Connors wedding ring was missing, he always takes it off so he won't lose it at work, Debbie's jewelry box was missing, Debbie's college money was missing, and Drake's wallet wasn't on the coffee table.
"Debbie! I thought you locked the doors!" I yelled.
"I did! Someone must have already been inside or picked the locks!" Her breathing had become heavy and loud. Oh man! What do we do?! Debbie called the police, it had been 12:38 Am when we finished explaining what happened, no surprise, we had to call Mr. Connors and again... He yelled at us while holding back tears.
"How could you two be so irresponsible?!" Silence filled the room. After 2 minutes, he gave us both a huge hug.
"I'm so happy you both are safe..." He whispered in our ears. I felt tears drip down my back. A few moments after the heart filled hug, I started crying and Debbie did too, I guess we were crying because Mr. Connors was, or the thought of Debbie and I injured was so frightening. Debbie and I fell asleep with the window closed and locked.
"Goodnight, Deb." I whispered.
"G'night, Amber." She whispered back in a light tone voice. Debbie and I fell asleep with the window closed and locked. We both woke up at 10: 36 Am. Instead of us wearing our one piece PJs, somehow we were in shorts and a t-shirt... I checked my phone to see if I had any messages on my phone from my dad. What the... December 31st... 2017.
"Debbie! Something's wrong!" Debbie looked at me in concern.
"What? What's wro-" Before she could finish, we smelt something delicious cooking. We ran downstairs and saw someone who we've seen before. Debbie's face turned from concern to surprised.
"Mom?"
Ok, first thing's first, I just threw fighting into the book for action! Don't fight, it's not the greatest idea... Second of all, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, Chloe informed me about how the colours made it hard to read, so thanks, Chloe! I will not be writing tomorrow, Tuesday, but maybe a few hours after 3:00 Pm on Wednesday. Leave a comment, please! Ok! Thanks for reading! Like always, I will make more chapters! Okie dokie! Buh-bye! :D
~Jewel :D
Debbie and I were staring into each other's eyes with fright, yet with confusion.
"Amber... Is this... Suppose to be a sick joke?! Come on! Get real!" She was yelling at me as if I set a house on fire, what's here problem? I'm her best friend! How couldn't she believe me?!
"Debbie, this isn't a joke! Look! Check on your phone! Come on! Believe me!" I grab here phone, turn it on, and show it to her.
"11:36 Am December 31st, Friday. Now do you believe me?! Debbie? Deb-Debbie?" I look into her eyes as her pupils became smaller, and smaller, and smaller. Her whole body became stiff, like a stone, I could see the confusion pierce her face.
"Amber... What's happening?" She asks in a light voice.
"I don't know, Debbie... Somehow we went back in time. Let's call your Dad and ask him if he knows anything." We dial Debbie's dad's phone number. I look at Debbie and I could see here arms shaking, I guess I should try to calm her down? Or should I let her calm herself down...? I guess I will.
"Debbie, no need to worry, it's going to be ok!" I guess that was my best calming her down... I hand the phone over to Debbie, but she doesn't pick it up. Come on! Talk to your dad, Deb!" I think she's too much in shock...
"Hello? Mr. Connors? Yes, this is Amber. Yes, Debbie's right here, but se doesn't feel like talking right now. Oh, yes, she's okay, her throat just hurts. Yes, I have a question, what day is it today? It's December 31st? I as just making sure, ok, thank you Mr. Connors! Ok, be safe at work! Ok, buh-bye." My voice becomes shaky as my hands freeze, what's happening? I turn to Debbie, she's still shocked? How do I get her out of shock? Hm... Ahah! I give her a quick slap on the cheek.
"Ouch! You know, that hurts?!" She yells at me.
"Sorry, Debbie! You were kind of... Frozen!" I explain to her, hopefully it didn't hurt her badly! At least I can talk to her instead of a statue!
"Ok, did you hear what your dad said?"
"Yes... I did." She answers me as she rubs her red cheek. Eh, it's just a little red!
"Ok... Let's go get Drake see if he remembers anything." Debbie and I walk don stairs and see dumb Lane giving Drake a smooch on the cheek. Anger fills up in my face and Debbie's.
"Lane, get the heck out of my house or I'll make you go home bald!" Debbie scream as Lane. Maybe I should do something? Ok, I'll do something...
"Aww, poor little baby needs a nap, go upstairs and play with your dolls or something you dork." She gives Drake another kiss, but this time on the lips... Ok, that's the last straw! RELEASE THE DRAGON!!!! I jump on Lane's back and start pulling on her hair.
"Ouch! Get her off of me!!!" Lane yells. I then jump onto the floor and flip Lane over. As she lies on her back on the floor, I see rage in her face. She jumps up and dusts herself off.
"Don't ever call her a dork again and how about you go home and redo you're makeup! I think you got a little something all around... There. It's a lil' messed up." I point all around her face. "Oh, wait, it's just your face." Now that I think about it, I do kind of feel bad... Eh, a little ice cream will ease the guilt. Just before Lane leaves, she spits on my shoes and jacket, and walks out.
"That little..." I mumble under my breath, I went to get my shoes, then Drake stops me. We stare at each other in silence, then Drake takes my hand and high-fives it. Wait... I just got into a fight with his girlfriend... And he's happy?
"Amber, that was awesome! got ticked off when she called my sister a dork and treated her like she was 4 years old!" He let out a smile an I did too, Drake picked up my shoes and put them in the wash.
"Oh, thanks!" I thanked him and let out a big smile. 12 hours 22 minutes passed, no party was happening and I decided to sleepover for the night. Just as Debbie and I were falling asleep in our one piece PJs, we heard foot steps exiting the house, we knew it wasn't Drake because he went to his friend's house an hour ago, and Debbie's dad was still at work. There were two figures in the front yard. I shook Debbie and we ran downstairs. A golden vase was gone, Debbie's mom's necklaces were missing, Mr. Connors wedding ring was missing, he always takes it off so he won't lose it at work, Debbie's jewelry box was missing, Debbie's college money was missing, and Drake's wallet wasn't on the coffee table.
"Debbie! I thought you locked the doors!" I yelled.
"I did! Someone must have already been inside or picked the locks!" Her breathing had become heavy and loud. Oh man! What do we do?! Debbie called the police, it had been 12:38 Am when we finished explaining what happened, no surprise, we had to call Mr. Connors and again... He yelled at us while holding back tears.
"How could you two be so irresponsible?!" Silence filled the room. After 2 minutes, he gave us both a huge hug.
"I'm so happy you both are safe..." He whispered in our ears. I felt tears drip down my back. A few moments after the heart filled hug, I started crying and Debbie did too, I guess we were crying because Mr. Connors was, or the thought of Debbie and I injured was so frightening. Debbie and I fell asleep with the window closed and locked.
"Goodnight, Deb." I whispered.
"G'night, Amber." She whispered back in a light tone voice. Debbie and I fell asleep with the window closed and locked. We both woke up at 10: 36 Am. Instead of us wearing our one piece PJs, somehow we were in shorts and a t-shirt... I checked my phone to see if I had any messages on my phone from my dad. What the... December 31st... 2017.
"Debbie! Something's wrong!" Debbie looked at me in concern.
"What? What's wro-" Before she could finish, we smelt something delicious cooking. We ran downstairs and saw someone who we've seen before. Debbie's face turned from concern to surprised.
"Mom?"
Ok, first thing's first, I just threw fighting into the book for action! Don't fight, it's not the greatest idea... Second of all, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, Chloe informed me about how the colours made it hard to read, so thanks, Chloe! I will not be writing tomorrow, Tuesday, but maybe a few hours after 3:00 Pm on Wednesday. Leave a comment, please! Ok! Thanks for reading! Like always, I will make more chapters! Okie dokie! Buh-bye! :D
~Jewel :D
Parallel Jumping. Part 5. By Keira.
Samantha is in love with me? Wait, what?
"So, we have a reservation at this cute, little, Italian restaurant. It is the best food you will ever taste!" Says Samantha, excitedly.
What. Is. Happening.
"Umm... I'm going to be late for class..." I say in a confused voice.
"Wow. You must have been up really late last night! Your class doesn't start for another hour, silly! Your in the art program. Not the science program!" She says, in a upbeat tone.
"Right..." I say, more confused than I have ever been in my life.
"Okay! Well, I got to get going! See you later!" She says, giving me a peck on the cheek, and walking off to class.
Weird...
That's when I see her. Carol.
"Hey!" I say.
"What do you want?!" She barks at me. She dose not seem like her usual, upbeat, self right now.
"Woah. Umm... Are you okay?" I ask, startled by the disgust in her eyes.
"Why would you care?" She snarls. "It's not like I'm your friend. You made that very clear in first grade."
Wow. Harsh. What is happening? Honestly! I mean...
"How, exactly, did I make that clear?" I ask, trying not to feel the pain of her icy glare. If looks could kill, I would be down there with the dinosaurs.
"Don't rub it in." She says, rudely. Then she storms off, not even looking back to me. Wow. Rude much?
Okay. I think this is a dream. Maybe if I pinch myself... Ow! Okay. Not a dream. A living nightmare. Oh boy. What is happening?
To be continued...
"So, we have a reservation at this cute, little, Italian restaurant. It is the best food you will ever taste!" Says Samantha, excitedly.
What. Is. Happening.
"Umm... I'm going to be late for class..." I say in a confused voice.
"Wow. You must have been up really late last night! Your class doesn't start for another hour, silly! Your in the art program. Not the science program!" She says, in a upbeat tone.
"Right..." I say, more confused than I have ever been in my life.
"Okay! Well, I got to get going! See you later!" She says, giving me a peck on the cheek, and walking off to class.
Weird...
That's when I see her. Carol.
"Hey!" I say.
"What do you want?!" She barks at me. She dose not seem like her usual, upbeat, self right now.
"Woah. Umm... Are you okay?" I ask, startled by the disgust in her eyes.
"Why would you care?" She snarls. "It's not like I'm your friend. You made that very clear in first grade."
Wow. Harsh. What is happening? Honestly! I mean...
"How, exactly, did I make that clear?" I ask, trying not to feel the pain of her icy glare. If looks could kill, I would be down there with the dinosaurs.
"Don't rub it in." She says, rudely. Then she storms off, not even looking back to me. Wow. Rude much?
Okay. I think this is a dream. Maybe if I pinch myself... Ow! Okay. Not a dream. A living nightmare. Oh boy. What is happening?
To be continued...
Saturday 7 February 2015
The cursed pendant. Part 1
"Strike! Yeah!" "don't get too excited there," I said "I can do better" said Dan. "sure you can," said ken. My name is Bill. My two friends are Dan and Ken. Dan picked up the bowling ball and rolled it toward the pins. "Dang it. I only got 7 pins," said Dan. Dan is competitive and kind. "Ok, Bill. your turn," said Ken. My other friend, Ken, is sort of a show off and competitive. He always tries his best to be number one. "okay, then. I bet I'll get a strike," I said. I gave it all my force and rolled the bowling ball. It went pretty fast and knocked down all 10 pins. "Yes!" I said. "That was just luck," said Ken. "Watch this," said Ken. Ken picked up a red ball with a mean look in his eyes. He rolled it and knocked down 9 pins. "That should've been a strike!" yelled Ken. Nobody could really hear him through all the talking in the bowling alley. "okay, Dan. Your up. Dan picked up a blue bowling ball and pretended to spit on it. Dan rolled it and knocked down 5 pins. Ken laughed. "Oh, shut up!" said Dan. We all looked up at the TV above. Ken had won. Ken grunted and smiled. "Good game," I said. Dan and I shook hands. Were always competing to see who's the best. "Should we play another game?" asked Ken. "No. I have to get home and clean out my garage." Dan said. "I have to go eat supper," I said. "okay, then. Suit yourselves. I'm going to play another round." Ken said. Me and Dan returned our bowling shoes to the front desk and walked out the front door. We could still hear Ken from the front step. "Oh! Who's the master? I am!" Me and Dan walked down the sidewalk and crossed the street. We were walking towards Dan's house. After a couple of minutes, Dan asked me a question. "Hey, Bill. Would you rather have a cat or a dog for a pet." I thought about it for a few seconds. "I think I'd like a cat. They're so cute." Dan looked at me. "Well, I would rather have a dog. You can teach them to do tricks and stuff like that." I looked at Dan. "Dogs are okay, but cats are cuddly and have nine lives." Dan looked at me again. "You don't really believe that cats have nine lives, do you?" "Why wouldn't they? They always land on their feet and run fast." Dan scratched his head. "Understandable." After about 5 minutes, we reached Dan's house. "Well, here we are," I said. "Thanks for walking home with me," Dan said. Dan started to walk toward his house when he turned around fast. "Oh! I forgot to give you something." Dan walked up to me and pulled out something from his pocket. It was a ticket to the hockey game going on downtown. "Whoa!" I said startled. "Here, take it. I got the last three tickets. I was thinking, me, you, and Ken can go see it this weekend." "Thanks, man! I thought they all sold out." I said. "No problem," said Dan. "And guess what? These tickets get us a seat right behind the glass!" "No way!" I say excitedly. "Yeah. Anyways, I have to go clean up and cook supper for my kids." "Well, okay. Thanks again for the ticket." "Yep." says Dan. "okay, bye." I say. "Bye," says Dan. I walk off of his lawn and start walking towards my house. "One more thing..." Dan says. "yeah?" I say. "Don't let the pendant blind you," Dan says. "ugh... okay." I say confused. Dan unlocks his door and walks inside. I walk away wondering what he meant by that. I'll soon find out...
Part 2 coming soon...
Part 2 coming soon...
Beautiful Stories- Part 8
"Testine!" Exclaims by mother. She opens up her arms. Like she was looking for a hug.
"Don't come near me," I say.
My mom looks at me confused. "But why? We haven't seen each other in so long!" She comes towards me but I push her away.
"What?" I say. "You think that you can come in her, SHAPE SHIFT for crying out loud, and then expect everything to be okay?"
"We haven't seen each other for almost a decade! People change, Tess!" My mom yells.
I cross my arms. "I've waited all my life for that change. You missed so many years of my life. How am I supposed to forgive you?"
"Oh, I don't know! I didn't just save your life or anything!" My mom replies.
I walk around her and over to the other Quinn.
"Oh and who is this? My father?" I say.
I feel the Quinn shake and shape shift into something other than, well, a Quinn.
"Wow! For some reason this doesn't surprise me! What have you not kept from me, Drey?" I yell.
"I can explain everything!" Says Drey.
"I'd love to hear," I say.
"So before you were born, your mother and I were very close friends and we used to work in a chemical plant. We were experimenting a new type of... drug or chemical that was supposed to let humans have the ability to morph into animals. But, like every other experiment, it ended horribly." Drey says. "Me and Lessa were the chiefs of the experiment and when we were doing the test run, it was a chemical outburst and we were effected the most by radiation. Everyone else in the plant was morphed into creatures less than human and now this is what happened. I tried warning you the something bad was going to happen, but you didn't listen. The government locked us away, but me and your mother escaped without being caught. The rest of the creatures have escaped now, too."
That's a lot to take in.
"So your saying that all of those creatures are humans? Humans tried killing me?!" I say.
"Well, yes," says my mom.
"Wait," I say. "If those creatures are out, what's going to happen to us?"
Drey takes a deep breath.
"I don't know. There are killing machines out there. Way worse than Vixens."
"What can be worse than a huge reptilian bird?" I say.
"Well," says Mother. "What about having megladon Sharks around again? How about a Gells mother or father? Oh, maybe a monkey that has razor sharp teeth that could rip a humans throat open?"
That's just lovely. And very graphic.
"Drey you were saying that the biological disaster happened before I was born. Does that mean I'm part something?" I say, scared of what the answer may be.
"Yes."
By: Chloe
Back In Time: Part 2
Chapter 2
I hear a knock on the door. My heart starts to race, my head starts to pound, and my whole body goes numb. Crowds of people pour out the back gate, I let the police in to talk.
"We've had several complaints about this house. Garbage is blowing into other peoples' yards and the music is too loud. We'd like to talk to an adult here." The police ask. Oh no... Drake's only 17 and I'm only 16, I knew we shouldn't have had a party... Drake walks to the door with his towel around his neck and water dripping from his hair.
"Is there a problem officers?" He asks. How could he be so clueless? Obviously there's a problem or they wouldn't be here!
"Drake, there is a problem... We've been getting complaints about our party... Amber, could you go call my dad?" I ask, fear builds up in my eyes, Drake could see it. His whole body goes still. Amber rushes to the phone and dials my dad's number. She explained what was happening and then my dad was on his way back home.
"Officers, we didn't mean to have the music up so loud, see, my girlfriend came over and we invited 5 friends of ours for a small party, and I guess she invited a few more people and it got crazier! Here, I'll go get her." Drake runs to the backyard and looks around. Nobody was there. Lane bailed on him and now he has no proof of what happened. He walks back into the front porch with his phone in his hands, a worried looked spread across his face, he tried to text Lane but no response.
"Hah, um, funny story, she had to leave and um... Visit her mom at the hospital. Huh, guess it's not that funny." Drake said in a shaky voice, I could clearly see that anger was building up inside of him. Lane bailed when he needed her most. A few minutes later, a car pulled up into the driveway, my dad came running into the house and stopped to look at me. He was angry.Really angry... His face turned red as he was looking at Drake and I.
"I'm sorry officers. How much do I have to pay?" A troubled look appeared on him, Drake and I knew we were short on money ever since my mom passed. Planning the funeral, buying the headstone, and buying the coffin...
"Because it's new years, the fine will be short, we have been getting complaints a lot and we understand that new years leads to complaints. So, the fine will only be $245." $245!? That may not be a lot in an adults mind, but I'd hate to know what the fine would be if it weren't new years!
"Thank you, officers. We'll be sure it won't happen again." My dad said in a calm voice, as the officers leave, my dad looked so angry. He told Amber to go home, and then I knew it... Here comes the lecture...
"A PARTY?! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?! 'Oh, hey, let's have a party, turn the music up so loud that Hawaii could hear it, and let's make a whole dump yard out of the neighborhood, the smartest idea, uh-duh!' YOU BOTH SHOULD KNOW BETTER! YOU ARE BOTH GROUNDED FOR 2 MONTHS! GO UPSTAIRS AND GO TO BED! I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU FOR THE REST OF THE NIGHT AND-"
"Actually, it's morning, it's past-"
"DON'T CORRECT ME!!! GET TO YOUR ROOMS RIGHT NOW!" I guess my dad was really frustrated about this police incident... I guess he never wanted to see a police officer ever again after what happened to my mom. Having the police come to our house just reminded him of the car accident... I could see small tears dripping down the sides of his cheeks as he watches up walk up the stairs. I open my window to have some fresh air come into my room. I then change into my shorts and tank top PJs and slowly fall asleep.
I wake up and find that my window is closed. What the? Had someone come into my room and close it? I then go downstairs and see that the whole backyard was completely clean, like nothing had happen. I see the time, 11:34, the same time I woke up yesterday. Drake comes flying down the stairs smiling with the bright teeth of his.
"Why are you so happy?" I ask, I noticed that I wasn't in my tank top and shorts, I was in my mom's night gown. How could that have happened? I swear I was in my shorts and tank top...
"Oh, you should know!" He answers. I show a confused look on my face. I then hear the doorbell and go to answer the door. I see Amber with a worried look on her face.
"Amber, what's wrong?" No response, she just walks in and starts to run up to my room.
"Amber? What are you-"
"Come on, I have something to show you, quickly, Drake doesn't know yet..." She calls to me in a shaky tone. What's wrong with her? She shows me her phone as we stare at it in shock.
December 31, 2018, Friday. What's going on? Are we going back in time?
The date of December 31 in 2018 isn't actually on a Friday, it's on a Monday, I just wanted to say it's on a Friday! Hehehe, ok, tomorrow another chapter is coming out, so you're able to read it, if you'd like to! Thanks again, Keira for inspiring me to get started on a book! Okie dokie! Thanks for reading, buh-bye! :D
~Jewel :D
I hear a knock on the door. My heart starts to race, my head starts to pound, and my whole body goes numb. Crowds of people pour out the back gate, I let the police in to talk.
"We've had several complaints about this house. Garbage is blowing into other peoples' yards and the music is too loud. We'd like to talk to an adult here." The police ask. Oh no... Drake's only 17 and I'm only 16, I knew we shouldn't have had a party... Drake walks to the door with his towel around his neck and water dripping from his hair.
"Is there a problem officers?" He asks. How could he be so clueless? Obviously there's a problem or they wouldn't be here!
"Drake, there is a problem... We've been getting complaints about our party... Amber, could you go call my dad?" I ask, fear builds up in my eyes, Drake could see it. His whole body goes still. Amber rushes to the phone and dials my dad's number. She explained what was happening and then my dad was on his way back home.
"Officers, we didn't mean to have the music up so loud, see, my girlfriend came over and we invited 5 friends of ours for a small party, and I guess she invited a few more people and it got crazier! Here, I'll go get her." Drake runs to the backyard and looks around. Nobody was there. Lane bailed on him and now he has no proof of what happened. He walks back into the front porch with his phone in his hands, a worried looked spread across his face, he tried to text Lane but no response.
"Hah, um, funny story, she had to leave and um... Visit her mom at the hospital. Huh, guess it's not that funny." Drake said in a shaky voice, I could clearly see that anger was building up inside of him. Lane bailed when he needed her most. A few minutes later, a car pulled up into the driveway, my dad came running into the house and stopped to look at me. He was angry.Really angry... His face turned red as he was looking at Drake and I.
"I'm sorry officers. How much do I have to pay?" A troubled look appeared on him, Drake and I knew we were short on money ever since my mom passed. Planning the funeral, buying the headstone, and buying the coffin...
"Because it's new years, the fine will be short, we have been getting complaints a lot and we understand that new years leads to complaints. So, the fine will only be $245." $245!? That may not be a lot in an adults mind, but I'd hate to know what the fine would be if it weren't new years!
"Thank you, officers. We'll be sure it won't happen again." My dad said in a calm voice, as the officers leave, my dad looked so angry. He told Amber to go home, and then I knew it... Here comes the lecture...
"A PARTY?! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?! 'Oh, hey, let's have a party, turn the music up so loud that Hawaii could hear it, and let's make a whole dump yard out of the neighborhood, the smartest idea, uh-duh!' YOU BOTH SHOULD KNOW BETTER! YOU ARE BOTH GROUNDED FOR 2 MONTHS! GO UPSTAIRS AND GO TO BED! I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU FOR THE REST OF THE NIGHT AND-"
"Actually, it's morning, it's past-"
"DON'T CORRECT ME!!! GET TO YOUR ROOMS RIGHT NOW!" I guess my dad was really frustrated about this police incident... I guess he never wanted to see a police officer ever again after what happened to my mom. Having the police come to our house just reminded him of the car accident... I could see small tears dripping down the sides of his cheeks as he watches up walk up the stairs. I open my window to have some fresh air come into my room. I then change into my shorts and tank top PJs and slowly fall asleep.
I wake up and find that my window is closed. What the? Had someone come into my room and close it? I then go downstairs and see that the whole backyard was completely clean, like nothing had happen. I see the time, 11:34, the same time I woke up yesterday. Drake comes flying down the stairs smiling with the bright teeth of his.
"Why are you so happy?" I ask, I noticed that I wasn't in my tank top and shorts, I was in my mom's night gown. How could that have happened? I swear I was in my shorts and tank top...
"Oh, you should know!" He answers. I show a confused look on my face. I then hear the doorbell and go to answer the door. I see Amber with a worried look on her face.
"Amber, what's wrong?" No response, she just walks in and starts to run up to my room.
"Amber? What are you-"
"Come on, I have something to show you, quickly, Drake doesn't know yet..." She calls to me in a shaky tone. What's wrong with her? She shows me her phone as we stare at it in shock.
December 31, 2018, Friday. What's going on? Are we going back in time?
The date of December 31 in 2018 isn't actually on a Friday, it's on a Monday, I just wanted to say it's on a Friday! Hehehe, ok, tomorrow another chapter is coming out, so you're able to read it, if you'd like to! Thanks again, Keira for inspiring me to get started on a book! Okie dokie! Thanks for reading, buh-bye! :D
~Jewel :D
The Strangest Day (part three) By Sylvia
Mrs. Roans looked quite glum at the time. The expression on her face as she looked into my eyes was hurtful. I felt bad for her. Then she spoke.
" The reason we're being evicted is because we don't have the money to keep this school running." She said.
" We're low on staff, we're crazy broke, and I just don't think it's worth it to even try to keep this place running. I mean, what good would it do for us anyways."
Mrs. Roans did have a point. Our little school was very broke, and the teachers themselves would have to go back and forth being lunch supervisors. It was sad. I was sad.
I was in the halls of the empty school on my way to my locker at 2nd period. I only saw a couple students go past me, and the didn't even bother to acknowledge me. I then saw my best friend, Drew. She almost missed me too but I caught her eye.
" Hey."
I spoke up
" Oh hey."
She had said
" Did you hear about the-
Before I could finish my thought, Drew interrupted me.
" Yeah."
She said.
" So... how do you feel about it?"
I purposed a question to make things less awkward.
" Not so hot." I was just beginning to get used to this place too. It just seems wrong."
Said Drew. I have to say I agreed with what she said.
" That's what I was thinking."
I said.
" Well, I should go. I gotta get to class.
She said.
" Yeah me t-"
I was cut off again when we heard a loud sound from what sounded like it was coming from the back doors. Drew and I both looked at each other in confusion.
" We sould..."
I said.
"Yeah."
Drew then said.
We ran down the main hall and through to the back doors and looked around outside. What we saw was like nothing I had ever seen before.
To be continued......
" The reason we're being evicted is because we don't have the money to keep this school running." She said.
" We're low on staff, we're crazy broke, and I just don't think it's worth it to even try to keep this place running. I mean, what good would it do for us anyways."
Mrs. Roans did have a point. Our little school was very broke, and the teachers themselves would have to go back and forth being lunch supervisors. It was sad. I was sad.
I was in the halls of the empty school on my way to my locker at 2nd period. I only saw a couple students go past me, and the didn't even bother to acknowledge me. I then saw my best friend, Drew. She almost missed me too but I caught her eye.
" Hey."
I spoke up
" Oh hey."
She had said
" Did you hear about the-
Before I could finish my thought, Drew interrupted me.
" Yeah."
She said.
" So... how do you feel about it?"
I purposed a question to make things less awkward.
" Not so hot." I was just beginning to get used to this place too. It just seems wrong."
Said Drew. I have to say I agreed with what she said.
" That's what I was thinking."
I said.
" Well, I should go. I gotta get to class.
She said.
" Yeah me t-"
I was cut off again when we heard a loud sound from what sounded like it was coming from the back doors. Drew and I both looked at each other in confusion.
" We sould..."
I said.
"Yeah."
Drew then said.
We ran down the main hall and through to the back doors and looked around outside. What we saw was like nothing I had ever seen before.
To be continued......
Inspiring music.
This is just some videos I found on YouTube. These videos down below are music that is calm and soothing. They might help you if your trying to write a story and you have no ideas.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FOIjvHjK0Rw
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ysZXlujfJHI
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-IBgbdEoBSo
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FOIjvHjK0Rw
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ysZXlujfJHI
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-IBgbdEoBSo
Friday 6 February 2015
Back In Time: Part 1
Chapter One
5
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3
2
It's almost here.
1
2019, yay.... So excited about THAT.... Amber thinks about the new year.
"2019!!! A new year! A new start! Aren't you excited, Amber?" Debbie asks in an excited tone.
"Yay... A brand new year to eat skittles, fart sparkles, and poop out rainbows, I'm SOOOO excited..." Amber replied in a sarcastic tone.
"Jeez, cranky pants much..." Debbie mumbled under her breath as she walked toward her brother, Drake.
"Hey, Drake, do you know if Dad's going to be home tonight or is he working the night shift?" Debbie asked her brother.
"Umm.... I don't know, I think he's working night shift... Hey, do you think Lane could come mega bowling with us next week?" Drake asked, as he pulled his beautiful, tall, strawberry-blonde haired, little freckles dotting her nose and cheeks, bright emerald eyes and coral colored lips girlfriend to his side and putting his arm around her waist.
"I don't know... Remember the last time you had Lane over?" Debbie asked, multiple images of a party rushed through her mind, people breaking cups, cutting fabric, vomiting on the floor, and the worst... Ripping her mother's painting... The last piece of her... The only thing that verified that her mother was still with her. Holding back the tears, Debbie inhaled a long breath as if she were choking and gasping for air. Not saying anything else, she turned and ran to Amber.
"Ugh! I just hate her! She's annoying, so rich that she "bathes" in money, dumb as a brick, beautiful, and she steals my brother away from me!" Debbie screams as if not knowing there were other people around her.
"Wait... You hate her because she's beautiful? That makes no se-"
"She's too beautiful! That's the point! She has every boy dropping to their knees just to talk to her! She flirts with everybody behind my brother's back, I try to tell him but he doesn't believe me! He thinks she just has the perfect look, and the perfect body to match it!" Debbie's face turned red in anger as she stomped her foot onto the ground, her hands in fists ready to punch someone.
"Oh, come on, Debbie! You're the girl that's beautiful,not like me, of course! You're smart, kind, protective, humorous, beautiful, like look at yourself in the mirror! You have the most silky, hazel colored hair, aqua blue eyes, lovely, smooth, silky skin, beautiful cherry coloured lips, and you're 5'8! Like, dang! That's tall! Sadly... I'm 5'7... Almost your hight!" As Amber brags about Debbie, Debbie's rosy red cheeks start to blush and make her cheeks even brighter.
"Aww, thanks Amber, that mean a lot to me." Debbie blushes and looks at the ground
"Amber, you may not think you look beautiful but-"
"I know I'm not, my mirror tells me that I look-"
"Well then, your mirror is a piece of junk!" As Debbie take Amber's hands, they both show a smirk on their face.
"Enough talking about dumb "beauty"! We're not like those girly girls! We're ourselves! Forget about Lane! You thinking what I'm thinking what I'm thinking?" Says Amber in an evil tone.
"Let's do think!" Yells Debbie excitedly. As they both run through a cloud of people, they see Lane sanding beside the pool. Amber and Debbie lock arms and run towards Lane. Lane gives out a gasp as Amber and Debbie run into Lane and they go flying into the pool, except one... Drake grabs onto Amber's arm to stop her from falling into the pool, he lets go after planting Amber on the ground.
"Give me your phone." Says Drake looking into Amber's green eyes. Amber hands over her phone. Holding her breath, Amber was ready for what was coming, Drake gives Amber a push into the pool as she's in the coffin position. Drake runs back into the house, puts Amber's phone into Debbie's room, and runs back outside. Drake jumps into the pool unaware of who would be in that part of the pool, luckily, no one was there.
"POOL PARTY!!!!" A stranger yells out, dozens of laughs spill out into the night sky. Debbie runs inside to grab towels for everybody. As she looks at the phone, she see's there were missed calls. She listens to the messages. Oh no... Mrs. Holliston! Debbie's heart pounds as she looks at the time, Mrs. Holliston phoned 3 minutes before Debbie found the messages. "I'M CALLING THE COPS!" was the message. The last message. Before Debbie knew it, she heard sirens.
Thank you Keira for inspiring me to write a book! I know I'm not a great writer like you, but hopefully you like it! You're always talking to me about Doctor Who and I thought, why not change our conversations into a book! Thank you Keira, you're awesome! Also, feel better soon!
Parallel Jumping. Part 4. By: Keira.
"Mom?" I ask, while walking down the stairs.
"No silly. The prime Minister of London Britain," She says sarcastically. "Of course I'm your mother!"
"Yeah, sorry. What day is it?" I ask.
"Wow, you were up really late last night, working on your art! I'm so proud of you!" She says.
What is happening? Why am I in my childhood home? Art? What art? I'm a science major! Ugh! What is going on? Oh boy, this better be some phyco dream!
"Oh, dear, you better get going! Your, um, *cough*, friend, is probably waiting at the bus for you!" Says mom.
"Umm.... Okay?" I say, in the form of a question.
When I get to the city bus, I see Samantha, and she looks like she's waiting for someone. Please don't see me! Please! I Cautiously walk around her to make sure she doesn't see me, but she then calls my name. My name.
"Adam," she says. Oh no. "Hey sweetie! What's up?" She says, while kissing my cheek.
What. Wait, what?
"Happy one year anniversary!" She says, lovingly.
What? One year anniversary?
"I got you a gift!" She says, excitedly. "I promised your mom I wouldn't tell you, but she told me that you were up all night making a painting for me! That is so sweet!"
"Yeah, sweet..." I say, not fully processing what just happened.
"I love you." She says.
Wait, what?
Samantha's in love with me?
What?
To be continued...
"No silly. The prime Minister of London Britain," She says sarcastically. "Of course I'm your mother!"
"Yeah, sorry. What day is it?" I ask.
"Wow, you were up really late last night, working on your art! I'm so proud of you!" She says.
What is happening? Why am I in my childhood home? Art? What art? I'm a science major! Ugh! What is going on? Oh boy, this better be some phyco dream!
"Oh, dear, you better get going! Your, um, *cough*, friend, is probably waiting at the bus for you!" Says mom.
"Umm.... Okay?" I say, in the form of a question.
When I get to the city bus, I see Samantha, and she looks like she's waiting for someone. Please don't see me! Please! I Cautiously walk around her to make sure she doesn't see me, but she then calls my name. My name.
"Adam," she says. Oh no. "Hey sweetie! What's up?" She says, while kissing my cheek.
What. Wait, what?
"Happy one year anniversary!" She says, lovingly.
What? One year anniversary?
"I got you a gift!" She says, excitedly. "I promised your mom I wouldn't tell you, but she told me that you were up all night making a painting for me! That is so sweet!"
"Yeah, sweet..." I say, not fully processing what just happened.
"I love you." She says.
Wait, what?
Samantha's in love with me?
What?
To be continued...
Beautiful Stories- Part 7
I get to my feet and run towards the door.
The Vixens scream and come running towards me. Their talons scrape the gravel and make a horrible screeching noise. Thankfully four out of the eight Vixens flap their scaly wings and go towards the northern part of the city.
Thank god, I think.
The biggest Vixen flaps its wings and comes closer to me. Now, these birds, if they've matured, are easily 7 feet tall. The small babies are only 5 feet tall.
I inch closer and closer to the door. The faster you move, the faster they attack. The pack of Vixens are now only a few meters away from me and that's when I make my move. I run towards the door, slam it shut, and lock it using the first metal bar I see, which is a coat hanger.
The Vixens scratch the door with their beaks and then I remember that the door is made out of glass.
Thank you, architects.
The Vixens pound and pound onto the glass, creating small dents, scratches, and cracks here and there. I run down the hallways and up the staircase. As soon as I swing open the door to the stairwell the glass of the entrance door shatters and the Vixens scream.
I run up the stairs as if I'm doing cardio and rush into the fourth floor. That's where all of the conferences are held and my office is on that floor.
The loud flapping of the Vixens wings echoes throughout the stairwell and I go into my office. I hear the Vixens break open the door of the staircase and I hide under my desk.
It then takes me a few minutes to realize how much of an idiotic idea this is.
How am I supposed to get out if the Vixens break in?
I hear the Vixens heavy foot steps in the hallway and it lean back against my desk.
I guess I leaned back a bit too hard because a pen rolls off my desk and drops onto my marble floor.
Again, thank you, architects.
The Vixens beady eyes search up and down my door and then with one powerful flap of its wing, it opens my office door.
My suck in a deep breath and curl up into a tight ball. The Vixen walks around my office and the rest of its pack comes to join it. They knock down vases, books, and my computer. The smallest one comes towards my desk and knocks on the wood. The Vixens leave my office and I let go of the huge breath I was holding back.
Stupid me.
Apparently the baby Vixen hadn't left yet and it comes around the edge of the desk and screams in my face. Oh, did its breath ever stink.
I run out from my desk and into the hallway. The rest of the Vixens surround me and at that moment I knew it was all over. One little human against four huge reptile birds. Great odds in that.
They gain up on me, closing in tighter and tighter until I'm up against the wall. Panicking. Fearing. Worrying.
All of the sudden a screech fills the air and a huge furry animal with wings comes comes through a window and takes down the largest Vixen. Another one follows after.
"Quinn's," I whisper.
The other Vixens go after the Quinn's and I grab a coat hanger and hit the baby one in the back of the head, causing it to collapse to the ground. I go after the other Vixen that doesn't have Quinn tearing it apart. I hit the Vixen in the side and it scratches the side of my face. No one ruins a girls makeup.
I smack the Vixen in the gut, ribs, face, and to finish it off a I hit it in the knees, causing it to fall in screaming agony.
By the time I finish beating, hopefully, the life out of the two Vixens, the Quinn's have fully devoured the remaining Vixens I slide down the wall and breath in and out very heavily. One of the Quinn's lets out a growl and then begins to shift.
Shape shift.
I stand up and look weirdly at the Quinn. When it finishes changing I look in shock at the creature. No way. There's no way this just happened. I open my mouth, and talk.
"Mom?"
By: Chloe
The Vixens scream and come running towards me. Their talons scrape the gravel and make a horrible screeching noise. Thankfully four out of the eight Vixens flap their scaly wings and go towards the northern part of the city.
Thank god, I think.
The biggest Vixen flaps its wings and comes closer to me. Now, these birds, if they've matured, are easily 7 feet tall. The small babies are only 5 feet tall.
I inch closer and closer to the door. The faster you move, the faster they attack. The pack of Vixens are now only a few meters away from me and that's when I make my move. I run towards the door, slam it shut, and lock it using the first metal bar I see, which is a coat hanger.
The Vixens scratch the door with their beaks and then I remember that the door is made out of glass.
Thank you, architects.
The Vixens pound and pound onto the glass, creating small dents, scratches, and cracks here and there. I run down the hallways and up the staircase. As soon as I swing open the door to the stairwell the glass of the entrance door shatters and the Vixens scream.
I run up the stairs as if I'm doing cardio and rush into the fourth floor. That's where all of the conferences are held and my office is on that floor.
The loud flapping of the Vixens wings echoes throughout the stairwell and I go into my office. I hear the Vixens break open the door of the staircase and I hide under my desk.
It then takes me a few minutes to realize how much of an idiotic idea this is.
How am I supposed to get out if the Vixens break in?
I hear the Vixens heavy foot steps in the hallway and it lean back against my desk.
I guess I leaned back a bit too hard because a pen rolls off my desk and drops onto my marble floor.
Again, thank you, architects.
The Vixens beady eyes search up and down my door and then with one powerful flap of its wing, it opens my office door.
My suck in a deep breath and curl up into a tight ball. The Vixen walks around my office and the rest of its pack comes to join it. They knock down vases, books, and my computer. The smallest one comes towards my desk and knocks on the wood. The Vixens leave my office and I let go of the huge breath I was holding back.
Stupid me.
Apparently the baby Vixen hadn't left yet and it comes around the edge of the desk and screams in my face. Oh, did its breath ever stink.
I run out from my desk and into the hallway. The rest of the Vixens surround me and at that moment I knew it was all over. One little human against four huge reptile birds. Great odds in that.
They gain up on me, closing in tighter and tighter until I'm up against the wall. Panicking. Fearing. Worrying.
All of the sudden a screech fills the air and a huge furry animal with wings comes comes through a window and takes down the largest Vixen. Another one follows after.
"Quinn's," I whisper.
The other Vixens go after the Quinn's and I grab a coat hanger and hit the baby one in the back of the head, causing it to collapse to the ground. I go after the other Vixen that doesn't have Quinn tearing it apart. I hit the Vixen in the side and it scratches the side of my face. No one ruins a girls makeup.
I smack the Vixen in the gut, ribs, face, and to finish it off a I hit it in the knees, causing it to fall in screaming agony.
By the time I finish beating, hopefully, the life out of the two Vixens, the Quinn's have fully devoured the remaining Vixens I slide down the wall and breath in and out very heavily. One of the Quinn's lets out a growl and then begins to shift.
Shape shift.
I stand up and look weirdly at the Quinn. When it finishes changing I look in shock at the creature. No way. There's no way this just happened. I open my mouth, and talk.
"Mom?"
By: Chloe
Parallel Jumping. Part 3. By: Keira.
(If you have not read part 1/2 yet, please scroll down and read first. Thank you!)
When school ends, I see Samantha walking to the bus. Oh no! That's the city bus that I take! After this mornings embarrassment of a conversation, I could not stand to hear her brag about how great school is going for her. She is so obnoxious and absolutely annoying! Ugh! Why dose she have to take the same bus as me? Oh well. I can probably get a lift with Carol and Tom. They still live together. They hated there home. They had to live with there mean aunt because there mom died while giving birth to them, and there dad went missing on a camping trip. It was pretty depressing. So they saved up money to buy an apartment together.
"Carol! Tom! Do you mind if I carpool with you?" I ask, desperately.
"Sure!" Says Carol.
"Hey, if you're already going to be with us, we may as well get some food whie we're out." Tom suggests.
"Sounds great." I say. "Where do you want to go?"
"How about the blue diner?" Suggests Carol.
"Cool. Let's go!" Says Tom.
The ride from our university to the diner is very quick. We go inside, and find a nice, outside seat.
"Wow! The food here is amazing!" Says Carol.
As we are about to leave, we see a guy having a coughing fit walk ou of the door.
"Sir, are you okay?" I ask, worried that he's choking.
"Yes, I'm fine. I think that I'm getting a cold. I don't want to make anyone sick. Goodbye." He says.
After that I go home and drink some pop that the lady gave me. I'm just taking a sip of my drink, when all of the sudden, I start sneezing. That guy must have given me his cold! I decide to get some sleep.
But when I wake up, I'm in my childhood house. In my bedroom. With no cold!
"Adam!" My mother calls, in a caring voice "Time for breakfast!"
What?
To be continued....
When school ends, I see Samantha walking to the bus. Oh no! That's the city bus that I take! After this mornings embarrassment of a conversation, I could not stand to hear her brag about how great school is going for her. She is so obnoxious and absolutely annoying! Ugh! Why dose she have to take the same bus as me? Oh well. I can probably get a lift with Carol and Tom. They still live together. They hated there home. They had to live with there mean aunt because there mom died while giving birth to them, and there dad went missing on a camping trip. It was pretty depressing. So they saved up money to buy an apartment together.
"Carol! Tom! Do you mind if I carpool with you?" I ask, desperately.
"Sure!" Says Carol.
"Hey, if you're already going to be with us, we may as well get some food whie we're out." Tom suggests.
"Sounds great." I say. "Where do you want to go?"
"How about the blue diner?" Suggests Carol.
"Cool. Let's go!" Says Tom.
The ride from our university to the diner is very quick. We go inside, and find a nice, outside seat.
"Wow! The food here is amazing!" Says Carol.
As we are about to leave, we see a guy having a coughing fit walk ou of the door.
"Sir, are you okay?" I ask, worried that he's choking.
"Yes, I'm fine. I think that I'm getting a cold. I don't want to make anyone sick. Goodbye." He says.
After that I go home and drink some pop that the lady gave me. I'm just taking a sip of my drink, when all of the sudden, I start sneezing. That guy must have given me his cold! I decide to get some sleep.
But when I wake up, I'm in my childhood house. In my bedroom. With no cold!
"Adam!" My mother calls, in a caring voice "Time for breakfast!"
What?
To be continued....
Ugh! Can't Post!
Hello everybody! Well, as you can see from the title, I can't post! :s
Here's what happened.... I went onto my laptop one day and I logged in (as usual) it said "Welcome" so I thought "Yay! Now I can play my games and post my Make-A-Milkshake procedure!" Until it happened.... My whole screen went black and all I could see was my cursor, I immediately shut down my laptop and tried again, but when I logged in, it still went to a black screen... I looked up on my phone "How to fix a black screen on a laptop", it said "First turn off the laptop, unplug it, take out the battery, dust it off, and put it back into the laptop" so I did! Until I noticed it was a complete hoax and all it did was turn my screen into black, red, and green. I got so ticked off at that person because it was fake instructions (EVERYTHING YOU SEE ONLINE ISN'T ALWAYS REAL, KIDS!) this happened to me before and I took my laptop to a computer shop to fix my screen, I then had a 1 year warranty on my laptop if anything happened to my screen again. I guess I download something that had a bug and it messed up my computer, I don't know. So, I guess over the weekend I'm going to have my laptop in the shop for the weekend. If there's any free time during school, I'll try my best to post. I do have another computer at my house but my dad has to do work on it and my mom can't go to City Council meeting because of her Chiari (A rare brain disorder) so she goes onto the computer to look at what she missed and the surveys that she needs to do, and when that's ALL done... My brother goes onto the computer... He refuses to get off the computer and it turns into a yelling fit and my dad yelling "YOU BOTH NEED TO STOP YELLING OR I'LL THROUGH YOU BOTH OUTSIDE IN YOUR UNDERWEAR" so I just give up and try to go onto the blog on my old phone... Whenever I try to go onto the blog, it takes 5 minutes and then it closes down the website and goes to home screen. (Well golly-gee, thanks a lot phone!) My brother has his own computer that he can hook up to his TV, but he says "I don't have enough room!" or "I'm going to wait until I move out!" Ugh!!!!! He makes me so mad sometimes! That's beside the point, the point is that I can't post on the blog until I either get my laptop fixed or I have free time in school.... Well, that's my story of why I can't post! Sorry it's so long. Okie dokie! Thanks for reading! Buh-bye! :D
~Jewel :D
Strange Experiences Fiction Story: By Josh
I have lots to tell you guys. First I took a walk into the woods. I found a trail that I never noticed before. I was about to walk down it, but I then thought it might lead to a cave. I went anyway. it took 10 minutes for me to get to the end. It turns out I was right about a cave being at the end. But this was no ordinary cave. I took a peek inside and found something on the ground. It couldn't be a human. It strangely had a deer skull atop its head. Then I knew what it was: a Wendigo. I started running for my life. It almost got me a couple times. It turns out that it was a strong Wendigo. I was unfortunately starting to run slower. It would catch me for sure. Since Wendigoes have very strong senses, I knew I could not hide. I think when I first saw it, it was eating something. I ran to my car, locked the doors, stepped on the gas pedal, and sped away. The Wendigo, however, was not done with me yet. It managed to grab on to the vehicle. How is this possible. I couldn't believe it. I finally encountered a Wendigo!?!? I was so scared that it would reach into the car from the roof. I decided to swerve in a zigzag line to shake it off. It worked, so I drove faster away. I managed to get back to the city without being attacked again. I told all of my friends that this happened. Everyone thought I was a liar. Then I showed them the footage I got of the Wendigo. They then believed me.
All of this happened in September 2014.
Stay tuned for my next horror story.
Until then, stay safe. It may come for you.
By Josh.A.
All of this happened in September 2014.
Stay tuned for my next horror story.
Until then, stay safe. It may come for you.
By Josh.A.
The Strangest Day (part two) By Sylvia
Mom looked at me with a deep look. A look I had never seen before coming from my mother. Before she could speak, she took a breath and brought me into the kitchen where I saw a note on the fridge. The note was from my school to my mother and was dropped off in the mail yesterday.
" Read this."
My mom said as she handed it to me. As I read the note my jaw dropped to the floor. Everything was changing in this one day. Everything. The note from my school stated that everyone in my school was being evicted from the property within the next 48 hours. I was shocked.
" Why is this happening?" What did we do to deserve this?"
I asked in a panic.
" I don't know dear. I have no answers. All I know is that within the next 48 hours your life is about to change.
As I eventually showed up to school that morning, I saw "eviction notice" signs everywhere. Looking at these signs just made me wonder why everyone in our school was going to be evicted. I was only in 8th grade, and I had move to my school in the 7th grade, so I was just beginning to get used to my new school. Just as I was walking, I saw the principal walk from my classroom over across the hall to the next.
" Mrs. Roans"
I had caught her attention. She looked over at me with a dull look in her eyes.
" What's happening? Why are we all being evicted?"
I asked, trying to keep my cool. She took a deep breath and a quiet sigh and look in my direction .
" The reason were being evicted is.....
To be continued........
Beautiful Stories- Part 6
4 minutes.
3 minutes.
2 minutes.
I count down how much longer we have until we enter London. Drey's listening to some type of classical music, and I jab the power button with my index finger to shut it off. Drey gives me a cold stare, then focuses back onto the road.
We're here.
My throat tightens and I suck in a deep breath.
We're in London now. Some people may say that London looks lovely, but those people
have something weird going on in their heads. There are probably now a dozen of those reptilian birds in the sky, and now in the ditches I see these large, snake like creatures. In my book I called the birds Vixens and the snakes Sems. By the way, I have no idea where those names came from.
We continue driving, but going about 30 kilometers over the speed limit.
I see Gells, which are mini dragons, but they can't breathe fire and are way more nice. Nothing to be afraid of.
At last, we arrive at the business building.
"Come on, Tess. We have to get in there as quick as possible. Look! There's a dragon!" Screams Drey as she runs into the building.
I squat down and rub my finger together.
"Come here little guy." I can tell it's a boy because the tip of its tail is red. The females have blue tips. The Gell comes closer and rubs its side up against my hand.
That's it little guy, I think.
It's hard to believe how much of a connection I have with these creatures.
All of the sudden the sky gets twice as dark as it was before, and the Gell backs away and runs into the alley.
What the-" I start.
Blocking the sun is the swarm of Vixens. They scream their high pitched yelp and come darting towards the ground.
Their talons claw at the gravel and they come closer to me.
Now these creatures aren't as nice as a Gell.
By: Chloe
3 minutes.
2 minutes.
I count down how much longer we have until we enter London. Drey's listening to some type of classical music, and I jab the power button with my index finger to shut it off. Drey gives me a cold stare, then focuses back onto the road.
We're here.
My throat tightens and I suck in a deep breath.
We're in London now. Some people may say that London looks lovely, but those people
have something weird going on in their heads. There are probably now a dozen of those reptilian birds in the sky, and now in the ditches I see these large, snake like creatures. In my book I called the birds Vixens and the snakes Sems. By the way, I have no idea where those names came from.
We continue driving, but going about 30 kilometers over the speed limit.
I see Gells, which are mini dragons, but they can't breathe fire and are way more nice. Nothing to be afraid of.
At last, we arrive at the business building.
"Come on, Tess. We have to get in there as quick as possible. Look! There's a dragon!" Screams Drey as she runs into the building.
I squat down and rub my finger together.
"Come here little guy." I can tell it's a boy because the tip of its tail is red. The females have blue tips. The Gell comes closer and rubs its side up against my hand.
That's it little guy, I think.
It's hard to believe how much of a connection I have with these creatures.
All of the sudden the sky gets twice as dark as it was before, and the Gell backs away and runs into the alley.
What the-" I start.
Blocking the sun is the swarm of Vixens. They scream their high pitched yelp and come darting towards the ground.
Their talons claw at the gravel and they come closer to me.
Now these creatures aren't as nice as a Gell.
By: Chloe
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