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dear blog
i haven't written anything on here in a bajillion years.
because, yes, I'm that cool.
UPDATE:
I have none. WAIT yes i do. i bought black ops. and im the one that kills everyone. friends included(sorry!) I really don't mean to it's just so confusing sometimes. They all look the same. and i don't see the green name until they're already dead. from my own bullets. only done it twice though and only on hardcore!
So basically i dominate on DOMINATION. MMhMM.
also Sunday I'm going to beat someone at that game. (psyching myself up so i actually win because it's actually going to happen. because i'm really good.)
Annnd i like the green three dot scope on all machine guns. give me that and i will murder the enemy. also i kill peopl on last chance all the flippin time.
Okay gtg BYE ahaha
because, yes, I'm that cool.
UPDATE:
I have none. WAIT yes i do. i bought black ops. and im the one that kills everyone. friends included(sorry!) I really don't mean to it's just so confusing sometimes. They all look the same. and i don't see the green name until they're already dead. from my own bullets. only done it twice though and only on hardcore!
So basically i dominate on DOMINATION. MMhMM.
also Sunday I'm going to beat someone at that game. (psyching myself up so i actually win because it's actually going to happen. because i'm really good.)
Annnd i like the green three dot scope on all machine guns. give me that and i will murder the enemy. also i kill peopl on last chance all the flippin time.
Okay gtg BYE ahaha
Friday, October 1, 2010
First chapter in my short story, "Ella"
“Ella…Ella…” She heard them calling her name… “Ella…” She covered her face with her pillow and shut her eyes so tight, she saw stars dance. “Ella…” She screamed and sat up in bed looking around her room. The fire was casting shadows on the ceiling, like dancing spirits mocking her for being afraid. “It’s just a bad dream, It’s just a bad dream.” She kept telling herself, but she knew better. She knew it was real. She knew it wouldn’t go away.
The next night she tried staying awake as best as she could… she couldn’t let the shadows take her over. They always seemed to come when she was so weak, when she couldn‘t stay awake no matter what she did. Slowly her eyes drifted closed as sleep enveloped her soul. “Ella…Ella…” She opened her eyes, and there they were. “Ella…we told you we’d come.” She tried to turn and jump out of her bed but they were everywhere. “Ella…Come with us… we’ll keep you safe…” they said with a taunting voice as they grabbed her ankles dragging her towards the door. She started screaming and kicking, hoping it would do something to stop them…of course, she knew it wouldn’t. They were too powerful. They most likely didn’t even feel pain she mused. “LET ME GO!” She yelled as the shadows just laughed at her.
All of the sudden there was a bright light and the pain on her ankles lessened considerably. They’re here. She thought with relief as she heard a much different voice calling her name. “Ella. Do not fear my child, for all is well. Sleep now.” She felt herself being set back on her bed as she fell into a peaceful dream about the days before the shadows had haunted her every thought. A day when the sun could still shine through the dark murky clouds.
Right now you’re probably wondering what in the world I’m talking about. You may have all sorts of questions like ‘why are the shadows chasing her?’ and ‘what are the shadows in the first place?’. I’m afraid I can’t really explain to you what they are, I just know that this is the story of Ella, placed in the sixteen hundreds, of something strange that went on in that time that no one wants to know about, and those who do know, are to puzzled to even try and comprehend it. The first part of this story was found in Ella’s Diary, the rest were actually recorded events from some of the few survivors of this dreadful time. But now, I shall finish this story so that you too, may know what others have tried so hard to hide.
She was breathing heavy from running faster than she ever thought possible. They were here somewhere, she could feel it. The blisters that had formed on her feet from running barefoot across the sharp stones in the cave had now become sores nearly as painful as the gashes on her arms from colliding with walls that had sharp rocks pointing out. Why haven’t they come to save me? every time the shadows had come to torment her, the bright lights had always been there, always found away to rescue her before it was too late, but were where they now? She could hear the shadows calling her name and laughing, and they were much closer now…frighteningly close.
Just then, she felt something icy cold wrap around her middle and pull her down. She started screaming. “Ella…We’ve found you Ella….you know you can’t hide…” The shadows whispered in her ear as they were dragging her on the ground. She could feel sharp rocks cutting her face. “PLEASE! SOMEBODY HELP ME!” Where are they? Why aren’t they helping me? Just then she saw a bright light up ahead, it was getting closer every second. They were going to save her! Just as soon as it had come, that small spark of hope left. For she realized the bright light was only the mouth of the cave. They really weren’t coming this time.
Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. The steady beat of water dripping on a stone ground was the next thing she knew. She tried to open her eyes, but she couldn’t see anything. She was struck with horror for a brief moment as she thought she was blind. It passed quickly though, as she realized that the room she was in was merely dark. Extremely dark. She could hardly see her hand in front of her face, but, she could still see it.
“Hello?” said a scratchy voice, sounding somewhat like an old man. Ella’s first inclination was to scream…so, she did. “I’m sorry miss. I didn’t mean to frighten you.” She heard the voice say. “W-what do y-you w-want!?” Ella half screamed half cried. “There’s no need to be a’ feared miss, I mean yea no harm.” The voice said again. Now that she thought about it…It did sound rather like an Old man. Most likely, it is. She mused. “Wh-who are you?” She asked, biting her lip to try and keep from stuttering. “I’m guessin’ I’m a pris’ner much as yer self. The name’s Bereuter, Sam Bereuter. At yer service miss.” “What do you mean a prisoner? I haven’t done anything.” Ella was down right confused now. “Well miss, yous must be crazed. I hear of them lockin’ up folk for bein’ stark mad. Never met none before though.” Ella sighed. This is crazy. She thought. I know what I saw. I know what I’ve been going through these past few weeks. And I know it’s all real. But, how could those shadows have put me in here without Sam seeing them? And where are they? Ella was too sleepy to think on it anymore so she decided to try and rest.
The next night she tried staying awake as best as she could… she couldn’t let the shadows take her over. They always seemed to come when she was so weak, when she couldn‘t stay awake no matter what she did. Slowly her eyes drifted closed as sleep enveloped her soul. “Ella…Ella…” She opened her eyes, and there they were. “Ella…we told you we’d come.” She tried to turn and jump out of her bed but they were everywhere. “Ella…Come with us… we’ll keep you safe…” they said with a taunting voice as they grabbed her ankles dragging her towards the door. She started screaming and kicking, hoping it would do something to stop them…of course, she knew it wouldn’t. They were too powerful. They most likely didn’t even feel pain she mused. “LET ME GO!” She yelled as the shadows just laughed at her.
All of the sudden there was a bright light and the pain on her ankles lessened considerably. They’re here. She thought with relief as she heard a much different voice calling her name. “Ella. Do not fear my child, for all is well. Sleep now.” She felt herself being set back on her bed as she fell into a peaceful dream about the days before the shadows had haunted her every thought. A day when the sun could still shine through the dark murky clouds.
Right now you’re probably wondering what in the world I’m talking about. You may have all sorts of questions like ‘why are the shadows chasing her?’ and ‘what are the shadows in the first place?’. I’m afraid I can’t really explain to you what they are, I just know that this is the story of Ella, placed in the sixteen hundreds, of something strange that went on in that time that no one wants to know about, and those who do know, are to puzzled to even try and comprehend it. The first part of this story was found in Ella’s Diary, the rest were actually recorded events from some of the few survivors of this dreadful time. But now, I shall finish this story so that you too, may know what others have tried so hard to hide.
She was breathing heavy from running faster than she ever thought possible. They were here somewhere, she could feel it. The blisters that had formed on her feet from running barefoot across the sharp stones in the cave had now become sores nearly as painful as the gashes on her arms from colliding with walls that had sharp rocks pointing out. Why haven’t they come to save me? every time the shadows had come to torment her, the bright lights had always been there, always found away to rescue her before it was too late, but were where they now? She could hear the shadows calling her name and laughing, and they were much closer now…frighteningly close.
Just then, she felt something icy cold wrap around her middle and pull her down. She started screaming. “Ella…We’ve found you Ella….you know you can’t hide…” The shadows whispered in her ear as they were dragging her on the ground. She could feel sharp rocks cutting her face. “PLEASE! SOMEBODY HELP ME!” Where are they? Why aren’t they helping me? Just then she saw a bright light up ahead, it was getting closer every second. They were going to save her! Just as soon as it had come, that small spark of hope left. For she realized the bright light was only the mouth of the cave. They really weren’t coming this time.
Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. The steady beat of water dripping on a stone ground was the next thing she knew. She tried to open her eyes, but she couldn’t see anything. She was struck with horror for a brief moment as she thought she was blind. It passed quickly though, as she realized that the room she was in was merely dark. Extremely dark. She could hardly see her hand in front of her face, but, she could still see it.
“Hello?” said a scratchy voice, sounding somewhat like an old man. Ella’s first inclination was to scream…so, she did. “I’m sorry miss. I didn’t mean to frighten you.” She heard the voice say. “W-what do y-you w-want!?” Ella half screamed half cried. “There’s no need to be a’ feared miss, I mean yea no harm.” The voice said again. Now that she thought about it…It did sound rather like an Old man. Most likely, it is. She mused. “Wh-who are you?” She asked, biting her lip to try and keep from stuttering. “I’m guessin’ I’m a pris’ner much as yer self. The name’s Bereuter, Sam Bereuter. At yer service miss.” “What do you mean a prisoner? I haven’t done anything.” Ella was down right confused now. “Well miss, yous must be crazed. I hear of them lockin’ up folk for bein’ stark mad. Never met none before though.” Ella sighed. This is crazy. She thought. I know what I saw. I know what I’ve been going through these past few weeks. And I know it’s all real. But, how could those shadows have put me in here without Sam seeing them? And where are they? Ella was too sleepy to think on it anymore so she decided to try and rest.
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