“Pump! Pump!” went my pounding tim, trái tim as I trembled across the deserted hallway of school. As I looked around in this hall of nothingness, I realized that I was the fist person here. However, I had the feeling that I was being watched, and followed. It was not a good feeling
I didn’t mind getting to school early because I always liked watching the other kids scatter out on the playground one bởi one, and watching them tham gia different games. I was too afraid to play the games that the other boys played. Football and their aggressive chasing games just seemed dangerous, and I couldn’t stand the thought of getting hurt and taking a risk.
“Craackk!” I quickly jumped up, and pounded my feet on the rough cement ground. My head spun back like throwing a Frisbee in reverse. I had stepped on a wooden, arrowhead necklace. I looked back, too frightened and too shy to see if I was being watched. There, standing right behind me, was an alien like figure. It had four bulging eyes and slimy green skin that drooped into a long cloak. It oddly had an old Stanford baseball mũ lưỡi trai, cap on its head. It opened its snake looking mouth, and spoke to me.
“ You! bạn stepped on my necklace. For that, bạn must take me to your leader!” It explained in a high pitched and robotic tone.
“ U-um b-bbut, bạn want Mrs. Simon?” I asked
“Yes! Agree, hoặc I will curse bạn with nightmares!”
“ bạn cc-can’t t-take Mrs. S-simon,”
“ Well than! I will curse bạn with nightmares!” I stared at the alien, and the alien stared at me with its four silvery eyes, breaking the laws of hypnosis. I tried to speak, but these words were clogging up my throat; Who are you, how do bạn control my dreams, Why do bạn want Mrs. Simon, and how the heck did bạn get that stanford baseball cap?
After that long school day, I was nervous for bed. I shook while eating bữa tối, bữa ăn tối even though we had quesadillas, my favorite. I trembled while brushing my teeth. When I got in my bed, it took 1,200 sheep, and 200 pages of that encyclopedia I used as a stepping stool, to finally fall asleep. I envisioned a peculiar and scary dream; I was walking down that same hallway, and I saw that same creature. In the background there was scary, and horribly creaky violin music. It seemed as if I was hearing a 4 năm olds first violin recital.
In my dream, I told the creature, “ I need bạn to make it stop! Your nightmare is killing me!” but the creature just gave me that devil like glare. It opened its mouth and showed its sharp teeth. I ran away into a hall where there were a few people from my class. I felt relived, but they just looked at me pointlessly. I was as bewildered as when Alice fell down a hole, and realized she was going to be late for something she didn’t even know about. How could they just sit here and do nothing. I was being chased bởi an alien! Then all of a sudden a thought ran to me, and knocked me out with a club; The kids didn’t see me. The alien grabbed me and cupped its slimy hands over my neck, but before I could experience death, I woke up with my tim, trái tim pounding repetitively. I thought in my head; I can’t do in real life what I did in that horrible dream. That couldn’t happen. I didn’t meet a real alien, hoặc did I. My head was a spiral of các câu hỏi and thoughts.
The tiếp theo morning, I shook and trembled down that hallway like a shivering hamster. I heard that same violin âm nhạc in my head.
“ Hello again,” đã đưa ý kiến the high-pitched voice behind me. “ Did bạn have a good night sleep? Haa Haa Haa!” I didn’t say anything. “ You’re to shy to talk to me? Pretend I’m one of you’re Những người bạn bạn talk to.”
Then it all hit me in the face like a baseball bat knocking me flat on the ground; I never talk to my Những người bạn so I’d never talk to an alien, but most important I’d never make a friend. I ran away. At lunch, I sat at an actual bàn with a whole crowd of kids. I was nervous to say anything. What if they laughed at me? I remembered what the alien said, “Pretend I’m one of you’re Những người bạn bạn talk to.” That’s what I needed; a friend. I finally decided I needed to face my fear. Instead of fear facing me, and controlling everything I do.
Suddenly someone mentioned something about Survivor. Survivor was my yêu thích show, so I was sure to have a response. My words were boomerangs full of courage. They flue up to my mouth and then curved back to my vocal chords. Finally, those boomerangs Mất tích their touch and curl, and flue straight out of my mouth and into a few sentences.
“ Oh yeah! Did bạn see the part were J.T Mất tích the immunity idol?” I asked
“ That was so dumb. I can’t believe he did that. There’s one tonight,” đã đưa ý kiến the kid sitting across from me.
“ Oh, cool! I’ll see bạn tomorrow, and we can talk about it,” I said.
“ That sounds like a plan,” and after that, I knew that was just a start to a new friendship.
I knew I just made a friend, but I still hadn’t solved my bad dreams problem. I knew I needed the courage to confront that alien. That night I didn’t shake through everything I did. Instead, I was determined to talk to that alien, and not let my nightmare get into my head. I couldn’t let fear control me. Finally, I fell asleep after 997 sheep, and 40 thêm pages of that encyclopedia. I saw another dream where I stood up to the alien, and it almost ate me. However, I didn’t let some nightmare stop me do what I was determined to do. The tiếp theo morning, I thought out exactly what I was going to say to the alien. I was finally in that hallway.
“ Hello again! Do bạn like my hat? Muy-ha-ha-ha?” đã đưa ý kiến the devious alien.
“ I do not like your hat. Alien, I think it’s about time bạn listen to me! I bel-!”
“ I was wrong!” Interrupted the alien. “ bạn are the leader. bạn were worthy enough to confront a frightening alien and overcome your fear. I worship your courage. No nightmares will come to you. My village has something for you.” The alien took out the chuỗi hạt, chuỗi hạt cườm I had stepped on. “Keep this so that you’ll remember me, and the time bạn overcame your fear,” calmly đã đưa ý kiến the alien.
“Thank you.” I replied. The alien and I smiled at each other, and walked away.
I will always worship the time I met this alien, and overcame my fear.
I didn’t mind getting to school early because I always liked watching the other kids scatter out on the playground one bởi one, and watching them tham gia different games. I was too afraid to play the games that the other boys played. Football and their aggressive chasing games just seemed dangerous, and I couldn’t stand the thought of getting hurt and taking a risk.
“Craackk!” I quickly jumped up, and pounded my feet on the rough cement ground. My head spun back like throwing a Frisbee in reverse. I had stepped on a wooden, arrowhead necklace. I looked back, too frightened and too shy to see if I was being watched. There, standing right behind me, was an alien like figure. It had four bulging eyes and slimy green skin that drooped into a long cloak. It oddly had an old Stanford baseball mũ lưỡi trai, cap on its head. It opened its snake looking mouth, and spoke to me.
“ You! bạn stepped on my necklace. For that, bạn must take me to your leader!” It explained in a high pitched and robotic tone.
“ U-um b-bbut, bạn want Mrs. Simon?” I asked
“Yes! Agree, hoặc I will curse bạn with nightmares!”
“ bạn cc-can’t t-take Mrs. S-simon,”
“ Well than! I will curse bạn with nightmares!” I stared at the alien, and the alien stared at me with its four silvery eyes, breaking the laws of hypnosis. I tried to speak, but these words were clogging up my throat; Who are you, how do bạn control my dreams, Why do bạn want Mrs. Simon, and how the heck did bạn get that stanford baseball cap?
After that long school day, I was nervous for bed. I shook while eating bữa tối, bữa ăn tối even though we had quesadillas, my favorite. I trembled while brushing my teeth. When I got in my bed, it took 1,200 sheep, and 200 pages of that encyclopedia I used as a stepping stool, to finally fall asleep. I envisioned a peculiar and scary dream; I was walking down that same hallway, and I saw that same creature. In the background there was scary, and horribly creaky violin music. It seemed as if I was hearing a 4 năm olds first violin recital.
In my dream, I told the creature, “ I need bạn to make it stop! Your nightmare is killing me!” but the creature just gave me that devil like glare. It opened its mouth and showed its sharp teeth. I ran away into a hall where there were a few people from my class. I felt relived, but they just looked at me pointlessly. I was as bewildered as when Alice fell down a hole, and realized she was going to be late for something she didn’t even know about. How could they just sit here and do nothing. I was being chased bởi an alien! Then all of a sudden a thought ran to me, and knocked me out with a club; The kids didn’t see me. The alien grabbed me and cupped its slimy hands over my neck, but before I could experience death, I woke up with my tim, trái tim pounding repetitively. I thought in my head; I can’t do in real life what I did in that horrible dream. That couldn’t happen. I didn’t meet a real alien, hoặc did I. My head was a spiral of các câu hỏi and thoughts.
The tiếp theo morning, I shook and trembled down that hallway like a shivering hamster. I heard that same violin âm nhạc in my head.
“ Hello again,” đã đưa ý kiến the high-pitched voice behind me. “ Did bạn have a good night sleep? Haa Haa Haa!” I didn’t say anything. “ You’re to shy to talk to me? Pretend I’m one of you’re Những người bạn bạn talk to.”
Then it all hit me in the face like a baseball bat knocking me flat on the ground; I never talk to my Những người bạn so I’d never talk to an alien, but most important I’d never make a friend. I ran away. At lunch, I sat at an actual bàn with a whole crowd of kids. I was nervous to say anything. What if they laughed at me? I remembered what the alien said, “Pretend I’m one of you’re Những người bạn bạn talk to.” That’s what I needed; a friend. I finally decided I needed to face my fear. Instead of fear facing me, and controlling everything I do.
Suddenly someone mentioned something about Survivor. Survivor was my yêu thích show, so I was sure to have a response. My words were boomerangs full of courage. They flue up to my mouth and then curved back to my vocal chords. Finally, those boomerangs Mất tích their touch and curl, and flue straight out of my mouth and into a few sentences.
“ Oh yeah! Did bạn see the part were J.T Mất tích the immunity idol?” I asked
“ That was so dumb. I can’t believe he did that. There’s one tonight,” đã đưa ý kiến the kid sitting across from me.
“ Oh, cool! I’ll see bạn tomorrow, and we can talk about it,” I said.
“ That sounds like a plan,” and after that, I knew that was just a start to a new friendship.
I knew I just made a friend, but I still hadn’t solved my bad dreams problem. I knew I needed the courage to confront that alien. That night I didn’t shake through everything I did. Instead, I was determined to talk to that alien, and not let my nightmare get into my head. I couldn’t let fear control me. Finally, I fell asleep after 997 sheep, and 40 thêm pages of that encyclopedia. I saw another dream where I stood up to the alien, and it almost ate me. However, I didn’t let some nightmare stop me do what I was determined to do. The tiếp theo morning, I thought out exactly what I was going to say to the alien. I was finally in that hallway.
“ Hello again! Do bạn like my hat? Muy-ha-ha-ha?” đã đưa ý kiến the devious alien.
“ I do not like your hat. Alien, I think it’s about time bạn listen to me! I bel-!”
“ I was wrong!” Interrupted the alien. “ bạn are the leader. bạn were worthy enough to confront a frightening alien and overcome your fear. I worship your courage. No nightmares will come to you. My village has something for you.” The alien took out the chuỗi hạt, chuỗi hạt cườm I had stepped on. “Keep this so that you’ll remember me, and the time bạn overcame your fear,” calmly đã đưa ý kiến the alien.
“Thank you.” I replied. The alien and I smiled at each other, and walked away.
I will always worship the time I met this alien, and overcame my fear.
this is a người hâm mộ fiction of the novel, Darker Still, bởi Leanna Renee Hieber.
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Disclaimer: Ms. Hieber own the rights to the book Darker Still.
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Summary: In New York, 1880, Natalie Stewart fell in tình yêu with Lord Denbury, known as Johnathon Whitby to family and close friends, who was trapped in a painting; and under a curse. With the help of family friend, Evelyn Northe, she is able to free him, and they leave the state.
But history repeats itself.
Now, in present ngày New York, 13 năm old Katia Whitby (Natalie's Greatx6 granddaughter)has become entranced bởi a painting which seems oddly alive. Katia is also mute, like Natalie was. She seems to some of the same abilities that her great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother did. Because her father works for the local museum of art, she's able to see the incredible painting with which she's obsessed thêm often. But is that really best?
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Disclaimer: Ms. Hieber own the rights to the book Darker Still.
___________________________________________
Summary: In New York, 1880, Natalie Stewart fell in tình yêu with Lord Denbury, known as Johnathon Whitby to family and close friends, who was trapped in a painting; and under a curse. With the help of family friend, Evelyn Northe, she is able to free him, and they leave the state.
But history repeats itself.
Now, in present ngày New York, 13 năm old Katia Whitby (Natalie's Greatx6 granddaughter)has become entranced bởi a painting which seems oddly alive. Katia is also mute, like Natalie was. She seems to some of the same abilities that her great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother did. Because her father works for the local museum of art, she's able to see the incredible painting with which she's obsessed thêm often. But is that really best?
How I long to be back in my sweet haven,
Covered in blankets,
Replenished with water and the works,
Right now.
But.
I am not always so lucky to have one
For I am not your regular kid
Who always is lucky to have everything
For...
I am not a kid
I am not a person with a home
I am...
An infamous vagabond
Known for many cases of murder
And everything that I consider to be
My hobby.
I tình yêu being a bad vagabond.
Being bad's how I live.
So live with it.
hoặc get killed.
This.
Very.
Instant.
Covered in blankets,
Replenished with water and the works,
Right now.
But.
I am not always so lucky to have one
For I am not your regular kid
Who always is lucky to have everything
For...
I am not a kid
I am not a person with a home
I am...
An infamous vagabond
Known for many cases of murder
And everything that I consider to be
My hobby.
I tình yêu being a bad vagabond.
Being bad's how I live.
So live with it.
hoặc get killed.
This.
Very.
Instant.
Fire.
It is destruction.
But yet,
it shines beauty, and;
it is the gift of rebirth,
new beginnings,
the strength that boils within your soul,
bumbling deep inside
beneath the surface
waiting for bạn to
spread your wings like a phoenix,
showering bạn with the fire
waiting to burst to the surface and shine.
Fire,
its energy,
raw and primal energy
one so old,
the flames cry a thousand tears,
of souls Mất tích within its flames,
their souls,
live within the fire's kiss
eternally,
becoming one with the fire,
and be reborn,
forever and eternal
as a phoenix...
the soul immortal
as is the fire,
wild, passionate, primodial
can it be tamed?
No. can tình yêu be tamed? No
tình yêu is like the fires....untamed, unstoppable...
it consumes,
like a fire's kiss.
Do bạn dare to play a fire's game??
It is destruction.
But yet,
it shines beauty, and;
it is the gift of rebirth,
new beginnings,
the strength that boils within your soul,
bumbling deep inside
beneath the surface
waiting for bạn to
spread your wings like a phoenix,
showering bạn with the fire
waiting to burst to the surface and shine.
Fire,
its energy,
raw and primal energy
one so old,
the flames cry a thousand tears,
of souls Mất tích within its flames,
their souls,
live within the fire's kiss
eternally,
becoming one with the fire,
and be reborn,
forever and eternal
as a phoenix...
the soul immortal
as is the fire,
wild, passionate, primodial
can it be tamed?
No. can tình yêu be tamed? No
tình yêu is like the fires....untamed, unstoppable...
it consumes,
like a fire's kiss.
Do bạn dare to play a fire's game??
OK, so, with the holidays and the business of school, I have decided NO party chapter. I won't be able to write it for a while, anyway. So, let me just put it this way:
Over the span of.. let's say 6 weeks, Miranda, Sam and Alexander became better friends, and Sam still had a crush on Alex. Sam was still Những người bạn with Skye, but, being with the được ưa chuộng crowd, was pulled away and restricted from "hanging with the nobobdies."
Soon, Skye's friendship with her became a hatred and a ngọn lửa, chữa cháy started and now, she hates Sam. So, Sam, Alex and Marie are all on Những người bạn terms (Alex and Sam.. well, lil' higher) and Skye is frienemies with Sam.
Over the span of.. let's say 6 weeks, Miranda, Sam and Alexander became better friends, and Sam still had a crush on Alex. Sam was still Những người bạn with Skye, but, being with the được ưa chuộng crowd, was pulled away and restricted from "hanging with the nobobdies."
Soon, Skye's friendship with her became a hatred and a ngọn lửa, chữa cháy started and now, she hates Sam. So, Sam, Alex and Marie are all on Những người bạn terms (Alex and Sam.. well, lil' higher) and Skye is frienemies with Sam.
Shaped roughly from the rain.
Jagged crevices cut crudely
Not enough patience.
They rudely act out of duty.
Except for the movement that exists here
While the Spheres wait patiently for years
To be tormented from the cemented clouds
However their ever so patient, ever so patient.
Waiting for an ending of the intelligent, ignorant, belligerent.
The battle scarred unknowns secretly wait alone.
For the intricate impatients to lay ruined in lacerations.
Petty conflicts of constant greed, destroying all nations.
So the weather hardened unknowns, wait to be alone.
Jagged crevices cut crudely
Not enough patience.
They rudely act out of duty.
Except for the movement that exists here
While the Spheres wait patiently for years
To be tormented from the cemented clouds
However their ever so patient, ever so patient.
Waiting for an ending of the intelligent, ignorant, belligerent.
The battle scarred unknowns secretly wait alone.
For the intricate impatients to lay ruined in lacerations.
Petty conflicts of constant greed, destroying all nations.
So the weather hardened unknowns, wait to be alone.