Ramblings + Randomness

Hello anyone who is reading this post! 😀

I haven’t been posting very often so; I’M SUPER DUPER SORRY!!

I have been working on a few stories/ novels and other projects.

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PUSHEEN I CAN TOTALLY RELATE TO YOU BECUASE I LOVE COMPUTERS!!!!!!!!!!!

Yeah I just wanted to say that…yeah….okay…

Interview with Me…Myself….and….I!!!!!

Me: Hi!

AU Me: Hiya

Me; Mkay so whats your favorite book series?

AU Me: THE LUNAR CHRONICLES!

Me: SAMEZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!

AU Me: I HAVE TO GO BYEEEEE!!

Me: BUT WE JUST STARTED THE INTERVIEW!!

AU Me: BUT I NEED TO REREAD CINDER, SCARLETT, CRESS, WINTER, AND STARS ABOVE!!!!

ME; WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

AU ME; *leaves the post and starts to reread*.

Me: Well that was just great

 

Okay, that was totally weird, idk what I am doing I am just randomly typing like a random weirdo who is just typing to her followers.

INEED TO STOP WRITInG IN ALL CAPPPPPPPSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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I AM STILL WRITING IN ALL CAPS…………………………………………………………

IDK WHAT THIS IS!!!!!

Sorry guys, that was just me being randomly weird and awkward. Ignore that.

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Ava

The Abandoned Libary

Dearest Anges,

Today was a very strange day. It all started with the daily walk to the library. You know, that small little library that is downtown? My little brother, Everett, begged to come with me. Mother allowed him to come with me. The whole walk was frantic. Everett acted like an untrained dog. Chasing everything within reach, running into people, sticking his tongue out and panting like a beast. It was mortifying Anges. He did it the whole time. Children were laughing, especially the boys and young men. It was so embarrassing being the center of attention like that- and the more they laughed, the more Everett acted up. So I tried the only thing that would work, It should’ve worked.

“Won’t you boys be a dearie and stop laughing? My brother acts up even more when he gets attention, especially laughter!”

They laughed again saying things like, “Yes Mother” and “Mean Mommy”

I glared at them and kept walking, dragging little Everett down the street. I reckon we might even be in the newspaper, what a disgrace that little boy has cast upon us. We were almost at the library, soon the laughter would stop-once we got inside to be exact. Little Everett ran into the library, I raced in after him, not noticing it was closed. The Library was dark and quiet, I couldn’t see Everett anywhere.                                                       “Everett!” I shouted into the silence. No one answered. I shouted again. No answer. My heart beat. Faster. Faster. Faster.                                                                                                          “Hello!” My voice echoed into the darkness. My little brother was gone, lost. Oh, Anges, I was so scared, I had thought my brother had disappeared, but he was right behind me.

I held him and carried him out of the abandoned library. I think I want to go there again! I mustn’t let Mother know, and I mustn’t let Everett come. Oh Anges, I wish you could come into the library with me! Well, I have to go now, Mother wants me to help her make dinner. Have a pleasant day, and don’t forget to right back.

Your Loyal friend,

Esme Blythe

 

Tears- a poem

Salty tears sprout from my eyes,

I blink them away.

They slide down my face,

Onto my cheeks.

Stinging my skin,

Sadness flows through me.

I blink again,

But they stay.

Trickling down my nose,

Onto my lips.

I swallow back tears.

Tears stream down my face,

I lick my lips.

More tears sprout,

Teardrops on my eyelashes.

Such a sorrowful moment,

Seems to last forever.

The Chronicles of Evie and Scarlett

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Hello, my friends! I am writing a book series! I am super excited to share this with you guys! I have started many stories, but I have never actually finished them! I have been thinking awhile about what I should write about, I was going to write a Fantasy-Sci-fi series, but everything I thought about already existed. So I decided maybe I could write a Christian romance series for preteens and teens, (I have a knack for romance, yet I don’t read romance, but I do think about romance sometimes…so yeah) Anyways, I thought that maybe I won’t rush into the romance, but later in the series it will have some slight romance. Then I thought, maybe I can just forget about romance and write those novels later and just do something that will take girls interest away from boys and not act boy crazy (I’m not boy crazy at all, I just make up a lot of romance stories with my original characters.) Anyways, I think during preteen and teen years girls should focus on growing closer to God and finding out what their true interests are. Learn new things and try new things that are okay with your parents. So, here I am rambling when I could have just said, I am writing a book for preteens and teens about these two best friends who go on adventures in everyday life.

Wow, Ava. That’s a nice big paragraph you have there.

Okay now, let’s meet the main characters.

Meet Evie Parker:

Evie is a clever 12-year-old girl who just finished 7th grade. She is the oldest of 8 children and is homeschooled by her really cool mom. Evie is bubbly and artistic and always has an idea that usually turns into trouble. Evie loves to read and write novels. She also loves to write poetry and usually submits her work into magazines and contests.

Meet Scarlett Luther:

Scarlett is a feisty 13-year-old girl, who is a rebel at heart. She loves archery and swimming, she also enjoys pranking her brothers. Scarlett is homeschooled and lives with her parents and two older brothers. She loves reading mysteries and hopes to solve a mystery of her own. She does huge experiments in her garage which usually turns into a catastrophe. She also likes to babysit younger children.

Summary of book one:

12-year-old Evie Parker is super excited when she wins the National Youths Poetry contest, plus when she finds out that the award ceremony is in the UK, one of her favorites countries and that she is riding a plane there all by herself. When she meets Chimere a talented poetess and artist she becomes inspired and strives to inspire someone else. But when Chimere leads her astray, Evie is tempted to follow.                                  Will Evie have the strength to resist temptations?

 

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Have a wonderfully blessed day!

Ava

Yellow Balloon

I run in the grass,

My bare feet tickle each blade.

My yellow balloon follows me,

Bobbing back in forth in the air.

The yellow sun shines upon me,

leaving the air humid and damp.

My yellow balloon is ready to leave,

I want it to stay.

I cling tighter to the string,

My grip firm, yet gentle.

My yellow balloon tugs harder,

I know what I have to do.

I gently let go of the string,

“Goodbye Yellow Balloon…” I breathe

My yellow balloon bobs up into the air,

I wave and smile.

“Goodbye, my friend…” I whisper up to my balloon in the sky.

“Goodbye…”