Monday, July 14, 2008
Sorry People
I'm editing Fallen Angel again. My writers block chain broke and I have fresh ideas. Send my blog to people and send me comments! I need them! And I am keeping the first sloppy copy chapter this time. Enjoy! By the way..... SEND ME COMMENTS!!!!!! (please?)
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Fallen Angel-Chapter One- Part Three
Daniel gripped my hands softly as he lead me to the swings. His skin was still cold, it made my hand ache for warmth. He stopped in front of the swing set and let go of my hand. He patted the swing where I was to sit, after I took it he sat in the one next to me.
"So, Daniel..." I couldn't finish my sentence before he interrupted, "Call me Danny," he said with a smile. "Okay, and you may call me Lizzy." I said with a friendly smile in return. His smile broadened. "Anyway, I haven't seen you around here before. Did you just move here?" I said, pushing off of the ground so that I swung back and forth. His smile disappeared.
Danny didn't answer, but stared at the ground. It was like he didn't know what to say. So I allowed him to thing and pumped my legs so that I was swinging higher and higher. Was he shy or something. He didn't seem to be to shy when he was practically dragging me here.
He finally answered, "Yes, I moved here a few weeks ago," he said, watching me fly higher and swing back down again. "It took you that long to come up with that as an answer?" I said incredulously. His eyes followed me as I swung up and down, over and over. "What?" I exclaimed, "You look like you might fall of at any moment," he replied, watching me anxiously.
I pretended to ignore him, "Every thing is so tiny up here!" I yelled sarcastically. I giggled but Danny didn't find it too funny. "So, Danny. Where did you move from?" I asked him, the swing jerked when ever it reached it's farthest point.
The sun was shining on Danny's face now, he shielded himself with his hands. He had a look of disgust played across his face. "Ugh! It's so sunny here!" he said angrily. I swooped passed him and flew back up into the air. "What were you expecting, your in Grendale, California. It's always sunny here," I said swooping passed him again. I thought I heard him growl. "What ever, I don't like it." he hissed.
"You still haven't answered my question," I said, leaning back so far that my long red hair was inches from the ground. "I moved from Alaska," he said bitterly. "Alaska huh? Well no wonder you like the cold," he smiled at the mention of the word cold. "Yes, I like cold and dark," he said with a vicious smile. I suddenly realized that I was supposed to be at home right now.
"Oh no!" I said. I had been leaning back, and lost my balance. I fell off of the swing and landed in the wood chips and dirt with a hard thump. Danny gasped and jumped from his swing. He stopped my swing with one of his hands as he quickly knelt down beside me.
"Lizzy? Lizzy are you okay?" I could hear fear in his voice. He lifted my head gently studying my face. "I'm okay," I croaked, blinking hard. He sighed with relief. "Maybe you should go home and lie down," he said, helping me stand. I took me first step, feeling a little dizzy, but soon regaining coordination, continued to walk. "Um... Lizzy?" Danny said from behind me. "Yeah?" I said, turning my head slowly for it still ached a little.
"Would you like to meet me here tomorrow, same time? We can sit on the bench in the shade over there," he offered, with a sheepish smile. "Yeah, okay," I said with a nod. Danny's smile returned. "Cool, see you tomorrow then" he waved and turned around. I walked down to the sidewalk and looked over my shoulder. Danny was already gone.
"So, Daniel..." I couldn't finish my sentence before he interrupted, "Call me Danny," he said with a smile. "Okay, and you may call me Lizzy." I said with a friendly smile in return. His smile broadened. "Anyway, I haven't seen you around here before. Did you just move here?" I said, pushing off of the ground so that I swung back and forth. His smile disappeared.
Danny didn't answer, but stared at the ground. It was like he didn't know what to say. So I allowed him to thing and pumped my legs so that I was swinging higher and higher. Was he shy or something. He didn't seem to be to shy when he was practically dragging me here.
He finally answered, "Yes, I moved here a few weeks ago," he said, watching me fly higher and swing back down again. "It took you that long to come up with that as an answer?" I said incredulously. His eyes followed me as I swung up and down, over and over. "What?" I exclaimed, "You look like you might fall of at any moment," he replied, watching me anxiously.
I pretended to ignore him, "Every thing is so tiny up here!" I yelled sarcastically. I giggled but Danny didn't find it too funny. "So, Danny. Where did you move from?" I asked him, the swing jerked when ever it reached it's farthest point.
The sun was shining on Danny's face now, he shielded himself with his hands. He had a look of disgust played across his face. "Ugh! It's so sunny here!" he said angrily. I swooped passed him and flew back up into the air. "What were you expecting, your in Grendale, California. It's always sunny here," I said swooping passed him again. I thought I heard him growl. "What ever, I don't like it." he hissed.
"You still haven't answered my question," I said, leaning back so far that my long red hair was inches from the ground. "I moved from Alaska," he said bitterly. "Alaska huh? Well no wonder you like the cold," he smiled at the mention of the word cold. "Yes, I like cold and dark," he said with a vicious smile. I suddenly realized that I was supposed to be at home right now.
"Oh no!" I said. I had been leaning back, and lost my balance. I fell off of the swing and landed in the wood chips and dirt with a hard thump. Danny gasped and jumped from his swing. He stopped my swing with one of his hands as he quickly knelt down beside me.
"Lizzy? Lizzy are you okay?" I could hear fear in his voice. He lifted my head gently studying my face. "I'm okay," I croaked, blinking hard. He sighed with relief. "Maybe you should go home and lie down," he said, helping me stand. I took me first step, feeling a little dizzy, but soon regaining coordination, continued to walk. "Um... Lizzy?" Danny said from behind me. "Yeah?" I said, turning my head slowly for it still ached a little.
"Would you like to meet me here tomorrow, same time? We can sit on the bench in the shade over there," he offered, with a sheepish smile. "Yeah, okay," I said with a nod. Danny's smile returned. "Cool, see you tomorrow then" he waved and turned around. I walked down to the sidewalk and looked over my shoulder. Danny was already gone.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Fallen Angel-Chapter One- Part Two
I was in front of my house when I noticed that there was a boy walking away from the park that was across the street from my house. He was a little taller than I was, me being five foot four inches, with coal black hair, and frightfully pale skin, his t-shirt was black with blue jeans and navy sneakers. He made a beautiful morning look depressing. He looked so familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it.
He looked up and down the street, and then down at an untied shoe on his left foot. I watched how gracefully he tied a neat bow with the two laces. He stood once more and looked across the street, his eyes landed on me. A curious look aroused in his eyes. He smiled the most perfect smile that I'd ever seen.
I was so deep in his handsome features that I hadn't noticed that he was making his way over to me. I still studied his face as he stopped in front of me. He had pale blue eyes, and his black hair had light brown high lights in it. "Hello," his voice was soft, like a chorus of angels. "I'm Daniel Wilson," he said, sticking out a pale hand. I shook it in return, his skin soft yet cold and frigid.
"Hi," I said breathlessly. He glanced down at my hand still firmly grasping his. He chuckled, using his free hand to remove my steel grip. He handled it so gently, I was quite surprised that he didn't need pliers to remove my hand.
"Hmm... I heard a hello, but... I didn't hear a name," he said sweetly, smiling yet another perfect smile. It took me a moment to regain brain power, before managing to speak again. "I'm Elizabeth. Elizabeth Frederick," I said quietly. Uh oh, I had dork written all over me now.
"Well Elizabeth Frederick, it's very nice to meet you. Join me?" he said motioning to the now empty park just yards away. "I thought you just left there," I said. He continued to smile broadly. "No, just passing by. So, will you care to accompany me to the swings?" he studied my bewildered face.
"I... Um..." should I go with this stranger, or stay in the safety of my home? He looked up from my face to the tan house behind us. "Oh, I apologize. I caught you as you were going home. No matter, you probably don't want to follow a stranger anyway," and exactly how did he know that?
"No, it's alright, maybe I can get to know more about you," I said swiftly. I was telling the truth, I needed more information on this guy. He beamed, and grabbed my hand. And before I new what was happening, he was leading me to the park.
He looked up and down the street, and then down at an untied shoe on his left foot. I watched how gracefully he tied a neat bow with the two laces. He stood once more and looked across the street, his eyes landed on me. A curious look aroused in his eyes. He smiled the most perfect smile that I'd ever seen.
I was so deep in his handsome features that I hadn't noticed that he was making his way over to me. I still studied his face as he stopped in front of me. He had pale blue eyes, and his black hair had light brown high lights in it. "Hello," his voice was soft, like a chorus of angels. "I'm Daniel Wilson," he said, sticking out a pale hand. I shook it in return, his skin soft yet cold and frigid.
"Hi," I said breathlessly. He glanced down at my hand still firmly grasping his. He chuckled, using his free hand to remove my steel grip. He handled it so gently, I was quite surprised that he didn't need pliers to remove my hand.
"Hmm... I heard a hello, but... I didn't hear a name," he said sweetly, smiling yet another perfect smile. It took me a moment to regain brain power, before managing to speak again. "I'm Elizabeth. Elizabeth Frederick," I said quietly. Uh oh, I had dork written all over me now.
"Well Elizabeth Frederick, it's very nice to meet you. Join me?" he said motioning to the now empty park just yards away. "I thought you just left there," I said. He continued to smile broadly. "No, just passing by. So, will you care to accompany me to the swings?" he studied my bewildered face.
"I... Um..." should I go with this stranger, or stay in the safety of my home? He looked up from my face to the tan house behind us. "Oh, I apologize. I caught you as you were going home. No matter, you probably don't want to follow a stranger anyway," and exactly how did he know that?
"No, it's alright, maybe I can get to know more about you," I said swiftly. I was telling the truth, I needed more information on this guy. He beamed, and grabbed my hand. And before I new what was happening, he was leading me to the park.
Fallen Angel-Chapter One- Part One
"I remember it so clearly Sandy," I told my best friend as we were sitting in her front yard, enjoying the first day of summer vacation. It was very mild Friday morning, in the 80's and dry. Tipical I sat picking a the green grass surrounding me.
My tan khakis, light blue tank top and blue flip flops kept me at the perfect temperature. Sandy Pearson however, was wearing plaid pajama pants, and a white t-shirt that had her name written in large block letters. Not the usual summer fashion.
She looked up at me. "How can you be so sure it means something?" she was on her stomach, picking at the grass as well. "But it felt so real" I said, now looking up at the cloudless blue sky. We were discussing a dream I had the night before.
A dark figure, a boy to be exact, confronted me and said 'I'm coming' before he vanished and I woke up. I never saw his face, but I knwe he was a boy. "I don't know Liz, maybe it was a mind trick," she said, picking some grass off of her elbow.
I thought about her statement. I sighed, "Me? Elizabeth Frederick, playing mind tricks on myself?" I raised my eyebrows. Sandy looked up at me. "Maybe, it happens to me all of the time ," she said as she sat up.
I kicked off my flip flops. I stood up and paced the length of her small front yard. " Hmm.... 'I'm coming' what would it mean? Hmm...." I finally stopped in front of Sandy. I pursed my lips, then a conclusion came to me. "Do you think it's like a sign? Like he's coming, coming for me? Or maybe we... we are supposed to meet or something," I said, now talking to myself.
Sandy stood up too. "Come on Liz, you're twelve. Aren't you a little too old to be talking to yourself?" she crossed her arms over her chest and brushed a strand of her long dirty blond hair behind her ear.
"Why I never...." I said under my breath, starting to chase after her, she was pretty fast, but no match for me. My long legs were perfect for running. We ran around in circles until I tackled her to the ground. We scrambeled for a little bit until Sandy's Mom called her in for lunch. We got up, laughing so hard our stomachs were sore.
"I'll come by later, 'kay Liz?" Sandy said, opening the door to go inside. "Alright, see you later," I waved and began to jog back to my house, which was only four doors down. Who would have known that I would have a delay.
My tan khakis, light blue tank top and blue flip flops kept me at the perfect temperature. Sandy Pearson however, was wearing plaid pajama pants, and a white t-shirt that had her name written in large block letters. Not the usual summer fashion.
She looked up at me. "How can you be so sure it means something?" she was on her stomach, picking at the grass as well. "But it felt so real" I said, now looking up at the cloudless blue sky. We were discussing a dream I had the night before.
A dark figure, a boy to be exact, confronted me and said 'I'm coming' before he vanished and I woke up. I never saw his face, but I knwe he was a boy. "I don't know Liz, maybe it was a mind trick," she said, picking some grass off of her elbow.
I thought about her statement. I sighed, "Me? Elizabeth Frederick, playing mind tricks on myself?" I raised my eyebrows. Sandy looked up at me. "Maybe, it happens to me all of the time ," she said as she sat up.
I kicked off my flip flops. I stood up and paced the length of her small front yard. " Hmm.... 'I'm coming' what would it mean? Hmm...." I finally stopped in front of Sandy. I pursed my lips, then a conclusion came to me. "Do you think it's like a sign? Like he's coming, coming for me? Or maybe we... we are supposed to meet or something," I said, now talking to myself.
Sandy stood up too. "Come on Liz, you're twelve. Aren't you a little too old to be talking to yourself?" she crossed her arms over her chest and brushed a strand of her long dirty blond hair behind her ear.
"Why I never...." I said under my breath, starting to chase after her, she was pretty fast, but no match for me. My long legs were perfect for running. We ran around in circles until I tackled her to the ground. We scrambeled for a little bit until Sandy's Mom called her in for lunch. We got up, laughing so hard our stomachs were sore.
"I'll come by later, 'kay Liz?" Sandy said, opening the door to go inside. "Alright, see you later," I waved and began to jog back to my house, which was only four doors down. Who would have known that I would have a delay.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Just to let you know
Each chapter of Fallen Angel will have at least four parts. I'll post each part whenever I can so that you can keep reading.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
It's a Keeper!
New book people. This one is definitely a keeper! I'm writing a new book called Fallen Angel. It's title is a little off setting but, you'll understand more once you read it. It's a book about vampires, inspired by the book Twilight. I'll be posting each chapter on my blog, one at a time. I want to know what you think about it. And I want the truth, if it's no good, then tell me! As many comments as possible if you please! Send suggestions, comments, and tell me if you think it's a good story. Send it to people that I know and get their comments as well. Enjoy!
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Bella's Diary: February 7th
Dear Diary,
My family says another holiday is coming up..... Valentines Day. They say it's one of those holidays that is a bigger deal for big people. Emma says it's a mushy holiday, with jewerly, chocolates, cards, and kissing and stuff. I kiss my family all of the time. This morning I kissed me mommy's face and she said stop because it tickled. They also make a big deal out of when I kiss their feet. But that's was I do, I'm a dog! Aside from kisses, I also sit of them. Lauren is not my favorite coushion, she wriggles and giggles too much. Emma, on the other hand, makes it so that she's just as comfy as I am when I sit on her. She pets me and lets me sleep with my head in her lap, I may weigh 90, or something like that, pounds, but she doesn't mind. I think I might give her extra kisses on V' Day. :-)
My family says another holiday is coming up..... Valentines Day. They say it's one of those holidays that is a bigger deal for big people. Emma says it's a mushy holiday, with jewerly, chocolates, cards, and kissing and stuff. I kiss my family all of the time. This morning I kissed me mommy's face and she said stop because it tickled. They also make a big deal out of when I kiss their feet. But that's was I do, I'm a dog! Aside from kisses, I also sit of them. Lauren is not my favorite coushion, she wriggles and giggles too much. Emma, on the other hand, makes it so that she's just as comfy as I am when I sit on her. She pets me and lets me sleep with my head in her lap, I may weigh 90, or something like that, pounds, but she doesn't mind. I think I might give her extra kisses on V' Day. :-)
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Bella's Diary, January 3rd
Today is Super Bowl 42. I don't know why people like it, I prefer the Puppy Bowl. Everybody in my house was making food that smelled good! Meatballs, samiches, wrap thingys. Yummy! But I couldn't have anythin'. I had cookies though, I like cookies. They taste like jerky, I like jerky. Jerky's nummy! I like tuna too, it makes me gassy, but I like it. Mommy took pictures of me, when I was tryin' to nap! Grrrr.... I work so hard, doin' nothing..... :-D
Saturday, January 19, 2008
The Dream Cronicles: Romance
Jack popped out of his day dream so suddenly that he startled himself. He was sitting on a cloud, the sun setting in front of him. The sky was pink and purple, it was beautiful. "Jack." A smooth voice was calling him, it was a woman's voice. "Jack." It sounded so familiar. So hypnotic, he turned around. "Cheryl!" he said, staring at his friend. She looked different, she had a silky white dress on, that shimmered in the sunlight. Her feet were bare, her blond hair was brushed back. A tiny white flower tucked behind her ear. She looked beautiful, in fact she made Jack feel pretty stupid in his jeans and white t-shirt. "Hello Jack, how are ya?" he forgotten about the fact that he was sitting on a cloud completely. "I'm fine, and you?" "Yes, I'm well." Jack smiled, he felt so weird, but he didn't know why. "You look really pretty." he said, wanting to break the awkward silence. Cheryl blushed, "Thank you." she said, with a wide smile. "And you look, well..." "Yeah I know like I just woke up." said Jack. She giggled. Cheryl walked over to him and sat down, she smiled at him. His brain felt like it was melting, he couldn't look at her with out feeling so, weird, he couldn't explain it. Why is she making me feel so... confused? "Isn't the sunset so beautiful? The sky with it's purple and pink highlights, it's so......" Cheryl bit her lip, like she was trying to stop herself from saying something embarrassing. "Romantic?" said Jack, it made his stomach lurch. "Uh huh." Cheryl said, she turned away. She turned back after a while, she looked kind of scared. "What's wrong?" He asked, reaching for her hand. "Nothing, I don't know, I feel so weird." He took hold of her hand and leaned in to kiss her cheek. She blushed and hugged him. "I do too, but it's okay, why don't we just watch the sunset?" Cheryl smiled. "Okay." She kissed him and then rested her head on his shoulder. They smiled and watch the sun set. After a while, everything began to blur, Cheryl disappeared, so did everything else. Jack woke up. "That was freaky."
Friday, January 18, 2008
The Dream Cronicles: Scary
Elicia ran, she ran as fast as she could. Trees whipped past her, it was getting closer. She heard the creature roar behind her. "No!" She screamed, she ran faster. Branches lashing her face. The pain was nothing compared to her fear. The roaring was louder now. "No! Please no!" She screamed back at the large monster gaining speed. She knew she would never be able to match it's speed, with out thinking, she dived out of it's path and into some bushes. She heard the creature's roar as it kept running in the path she was no longer on. The pain began to grow as the fear faded away. The scratches on her face started to sting with pain. She rubbed her cheeks, and bent down to catch her breath. What was that thing?! she thought wearily. Her legs felt like pudding, and before she could stop herself she collapsed onto the hard, dirt, floor. She looked around at the dark eerie forest. Everything was silent. In fact, too silent. She stood up and looked around, straining her ears for even the slightest sound of a twig snapping. And then, she heard it, crunch. She slowly turned around to see her friend Julie looking at her. "Oh, Julie it's you, I thought it was the..... Well I'm not sure what it is." said Elicia. "You saw it too?" said Julie, in a small voice. "Yes, what is it Julie? What is that thing?" Julie looked uncertain, she stared at her feet. That's always what she did when she was thinking. "I don't know, but I did get a clear view of it. It's body was built like a bull's. A very large bull, and it's skin. It's skin was teal, dark and teal. It's head had tentacles, and sharp, dangerous teeth." she paused, her breathing was faster now. "Oh Elicia, it was horrible, and ugly. I was so scared." she said, tears rolling down her pale cheeks. "It's okay Julie, it's gone now. We'll be okay." But she was wrong. A few moments later, after the girls began walking to try and find away out of the forest, the roaring began once again. Elicia looked through the trees, searching for the monster. There it was, about 400 yards away. It stared her straight in the eye, she was filled with horror, and couldn't move. "Elicia! Elicia run!"cried Julie as the monster began to charge at her. "Run! Run! Please Elicia, come on, run!!" Julie tugged at her arm, but she wouldn't budge. The monster got closer and closer, now it was 200 yards away. "Elicia! Elicia! Elicia please!!" Julie voice began to fade, and Elicia's vision slowly went too. Then all of it was gone. That's when she woke up to the bright morning sun shining in her window. The nightmare was over.
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