|Hand high, sword low, and respect the ever-fleeting horizon.|
book 2 ideaElysa could tell it was going to be the usual day at school. She dumped her bag in the far corner of the bag room just as the first school bell rang, signalling the start of learning. Everyone was shouting and shoving, trying to get the best spot to hang their bag: the rusty hook right next to the doorway for the quickest escape from the first session. Or course, only one person got it, the rest scrambled for the second best spots near the classroom door.book 2 idea by TENNISgal0000
Elysa managed to escape the stampede of students and slipped into the room. Miss Baggs the art teacher was there, setting up the SMARTboard.
'Hey, Elysa,' she said, turning her head towards the thin girl.
'Hey,' Elysa said back glumly. She walked to her desk and brought her pencil case from underneath the table. She had just missed getting hit by the flow of people pouring from the bag room. As usual on the start of the school week, they talked about what they did on the weekend. Playing WII, going to the cinemas, playing sport; the u
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Carl sat outside on their newly designed deck to their airship watching cars pass by the house. It was the airship they won from Thea and NOVA when they floated up to space to rescue Kevin and her babies. Carl remembered how he almost lost Russell when NOVA almost killed. Carl knew he killed NOVA and their two leaders off for good. They returned back to earth with their new home.
Dug snoozed next to Carl, along with Nii, the little squirrel. Alpha took a nap inside the house. He was always the loner, Carl never knew why.
The house was quiet without Russell. He whined about going to camp that morning because a bully named Kevin wouldn't stop teasing him. It had only been three days and he already wanted to quit? He finally got him to go out the door with threatening to spank him. Russell was out the door in second.
Carl was looking through his and Russell's Adventure Book. Dozens of photo's were on every page. They decided to make it to remember every day ordinary things as th
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When lunch was over I decided to take a walk by myself as I need to take a breather. My parents would not shut up about third class people the whole time we were eating. I was going to blow up any minute until I finally left.
I turned to see Star, the girl who I met last night. She opened the gate that separated to two decks and came on the first class deck wearing the same clothes she had on from last night.
“Hello Star. You know that you aren’t allowed to come on the first class deck right?” I said to her. “I know, I just saw you up here and I couldn’t help but to come up and talk with you.”
The girls in my school usually ignored me and didn’t want to be around me. When my parents introduced me to a girl we only said ‘hello’ and then we wouldn’t talk again. My parents never let me go near a third class girl.
“Is it alright if I have a little tour or first class?” she asked. “Su
Alfie Moonshine, the Alpha Male Cocker SpanielToday is an average day for Alfie Moonshine. The self-proclaimed owner of an average house called ‘Catbells’, situated in an average cul-de-sac – which is situated in an average town – trots about, head high. Alfie is a cocker spaniel, a blue roan, with beautiful markings about his body, a huge snout, big floppy ears, and an ego the size of six post codes. An ego which is increasingly expanding by the day.Alfie Moonshine, the Alpha Male Cocker Spaniel by Mattchewbackaar
Alfie knows no different. He’s the alpha male of the house, the pack leader. If any of his family members were to place authority over Alfie, he would protest. Hard. He protests daily. He makes a habit of it. His mother, for whatever reason, leaves him every day for prolonged amounts of time. This upsets the dog. He doesn’t like his subjects leaving him without permission. However, his mother returns with these huge white balls that rustle at the slightest movement. Alfie can’t comprehend this magic, and from this confusion, and anger for lea
Presentation Evening Award SpeechGood evening ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, lads and lasses, chaps and chapettes. To be truthfully honest, I didn’t intend on doing a speech tonight. But after intense interrogation from my parents on as to why I wasn’t going to do one, I thought ‘let’s do it’. And so after few dozen modifications, adverbs, adjectival phrases, superlatives, verbs, a few cups of tea and a barking dog, I think I have concocted the most greatest speech I have ever, single-handedly I might add, created – and here it is.Presentation Evening Award Speech by Mattchewbackaar
No, I’m joking.
No, I cast my mind back to when I first came here at this school. I didn’t come here in year 7. In fact I came here in year 9. 2009, actually, in April. The 12th. At 8 o’clock. Yes, it was an emotional time for me; I had to mark the time down.
When I came here, though, I felt like an ant amongst mountains. I felt like an outcast. But that feeling didn’t last long. This ant found frien
A Two-World Heart"I haven't changed much." I laughed, forcing myself to smile. "No, you're always Red, that's for sure! Constantly goofy." One of my old friends remarked. For a few hours, I'd be surrounded by happy memories; here I am, visiting my past, and having a good time with people I thought I wouldn't see again.
The warmth of too many bodies in one small room soothed my soul. I closed my eyes, tilted my head back against the couch, and took a slow, deep breath of oxygen.
"He never told me that! I thought he wanted to marry her-"
"-No, she wanted to finish college first, they split up."
"-Oh my God, reminds me, guys did you hear about Jesse? He dropped out, apparently he's rooming with some kleptomaniac crazy hippy-chick, dropped his cell plan too-and his mom can't even get a hold of him."
"Trevor is gay. He told me last month."
I opened my eyes and sat up straight, noticing the silence in the room. Then eve
Two HeartsTween the beats of my heart I feel a stirring
Within this skin a new soul is forming, unblurring
On the path of rebirth I feel the love inside purring
Here on the clouds of raptured bliss I see the strength of my soul
Every breath I take is two, the dance of life starts to make me whole
A wave of emotional and spiritual bliss reveals the light reveals my role
Reaching into the world I see the love again, a rebirth of my mind is control
This is what life is, not the scars and blisters festering in the deep black hole
Sparks will ignite the passion, you are own jailer, set yourself free and reject parole
The Bride of AtlasShe met him when the world was new;
when wars were fought in the cosmos
and celestial beings deigned expose
and visit themselves upon the mortals.
In darkness he came to her;
somewhere between fantasy and the real,
disguised as a human, burly and firm
with want of a lover and yearning for release.
She knew him as a man
and he loved her as his wife.
A Titan he had always been
at battle with Olympians
who garnered all of humanity's love
and chose war over peace to keep it.
As lightning struck, thunder roared,
and waves destroyed the earth,
all grew quiet as Olympus rejoiced
and she knew that he had lost.
Zeus then rest upon his shoulders
the weight of the world eternal.
A punishment made more severe
by lack of warmth from her mortal heart.
He carried his punishment made unending
as Earth's coarsened face gouged his back.
The insects and beasts stung and mauled
and the humans warred and burned his flesh.
Still he held the world atop his shoulders
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