"Ella" Part~1

“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.

Okay, Look at these and think about how amazing God is.

*Picture 1:

A dying star on the verge of exploding creates a cosmic "butterfly" in a picture from the Wide Field Camera 3--a new camera installed in May during the Hubble Space Telescope's final servicing mission. The Hubble team released some of the first pictures taken by the upgraded telescope in September.

Known as a planetary nebula, this structure lies roughly 3,800 light-years away. Optical filters in the space telescope allowed astronomers to precisely determine the nebula's chemical makeup, temperature, and density, and to trace the stages of the star's demise.

The central star, now obscured by a dense band of dust, was once five times the mass of the sun. Over the past two thousand years the star has expelled most of its outer gas envelope to create the ghostly "wings," which together span about two light-years.

*Picture 2:
In June scientists with the Chandra X-ray Observatory released this picture of a shock wave plowing through the supernova remnant RCW 86, seen above in both x-ray and visible light. Although the shock wave is moving rapidly, its energy is not heating the surrounding gas as much as it should, scientists say. The new image shows that the extra energy is instead powering up particles and firing them out into space at nearly the speed of light.

The Weeping Widow

This image released by NASA and made by the Spitzer Space Telescope shows a glowing stellar nursery. The infrared image was obtained by Spitzer's infrared array camera. The Spitzer Space Telescope was named after the late Dr. Lyman Spitzer, Jr., one of the 20th century's most influential scientists, who in the mid-1940s first proposed placing telescopes in space.

The Story of the Storm

The storm that hit that dark and gloomy night was a storm of utter torment. It is said each storm has a story to be told…and they are told quite mightily indeed. This storm held one of the most tragic stories I have ever known. So tragic that I feel obliged to share my relation of that day.

“Once, twice, thrice I called to thee…and still thou didst not answer. I beseech thee, and yet thou didst not listen to my cry.” The words he howled as he passed over the earth are embedded in my heart. Over and over he would shout. “I beseech thee…” He would let out a most heart wrenching sound that cannot be described in mere words. I could feel his sorrow and heart break flowing out of his very soul.

“Once, twice, thrice I called to thee…” I could here his sobs as the tears began to fall. The most glorious rain any naked eye has ever seen. As the droplets became a Shower of lost hope and dreams, the whole earth started to shake. He Trembled and cried a most magnificent roar. It was almost like thunder, but more deep, and divine than anything I’d ever heard.

A bright flash of light lit up the earth as he cried most bitterly, “Aliyah! Aliyah. Aliyah…” I tried to find shelter as a whirlwind of sorrow tore through the fields in my direction, but I just wasn’t fast enough.

As I was swallowed up in the wind and rain, he seemed to notice me. “Flee this place… this bitter loveless place.” He mumbled into the wind. “Flee this place… I implore thee...” Then, the most bizarre thing took place, I felt as if I were floating in a bed of flowers, the spinning sensation had stopped. I was carried through the rain by a soft wind whispering in my, not words, but merely feelings. The feelings of sorrow and hurt…but with a small spark of hope. A hope that seemed to say… It will be right again.

I must have fallen asleep for all I remember after that is waking up in a field drenched in rain and filled with joy.

A girl asked a guy if he thought she was pretty and he said no. She asked him if he would want to be with her forever and he said no. She then asked him if she were to leave would he cry, and once again he replied with a no. She had heard enough. As she walked away,tears streaming down her face the boy grabbed her arm and said "You're not pretty you're beautiful. I don't want to be with you forever. I NEED to be with you forever. And I wouldn't cry if you walked away...I'd die..." ♥♥ ~~THE END~~♥♥

Waaaiit...We're not in the same Place....What happened?

So I was waking up the other day and this sharp pain in my heart started to attract my attention. I then Realized it was because all of you guys are living in various parts of the world besides were I am... NOT a good combination. Well, I started to try and ignore it, but as the pain became a little stronger I realized I needed to do something about it. So, here goes. (:

Dear People Who Read This and realize I'm talking to them,

I miss you guys so very much and would like to let you know I will be constantly pestering you to let you know that I love you and miss you and WILL see you again. You guys have been truly a wonderful blessing in my life. Most of you i have known ever since I was VERY little, some of you I met less than five years ago- yet love you MORE than you can possibly comprehend. I'm going to write some personal notes to the people that might read this, and if your name is not one of them that doesn't mean I don't Miss you or love you just as much, I just am not going to write it if you're not going to see it :)

Bekah~ I love you more than words can explain. You are my best Friend and you are AWESOME. I love hanging out with you, I love talking to you, I love just simply knowing you. You are beautiful and kind and you love the Lord. That in itself makes you Rock my socks :) I am looking forward to going to College with you(and that WILL happen if I have any say in it) And when we 'grow up' we're going to live in the same neighborhood and your kids and my kids are gunna be Best Friends just like you and me!!! I LOVE you girl...don't you ever forget that!

Catherine~ YOu are The Best Big Sister I could ever have! i rejoice in the fact that one day you and I will be sisters in Heaven Praising God side by side! How I long for that day to come! You were, are, and always will be that little voice in my head encouraging me and guiding me. And I love that. You have always been there for me and i CANNOT wait for us to spend more busy days together. I Love you Katrina. God Bless.

Rachel~ Rachel, Rachel, Rachel... You are Stinkin awesome Girl! You are one of the coolest people I know. One of my faveorite things about you is that you are totally and completely in love with God, and you're not afraid to let people know. You don't bend under pressure at your school, and you stand up for what you beleive in. You have always been a huge encouragment to me in our small groups in youth. :) Because of YOU (and God ofccourse) I realized youth wasn't a little place were we have "clicks" and just joke around and have fun, That I didn't need to be afraid of being made fun of when I spoke out in youth. And I'm very thankful For that. I love you Too Girl and I am looking forward to visiting ALL you guys soon. :)

Well to end my letter, I'm going to tell everyone how much I love them and am Thankful God put you guys in my life.

Your Fellow Servant In Christ,
Talitha Miller

Me and My Bestie (and Jett) ^_^

I was Bored...I had a Sharpie

This is what Happens when you leave two year olds alone with markers...oh yeah... and me. (:

A pic I painted on the computer :)

Ocean

As I sit here on my rock as monstrous wave after monstrous wave attack the rocks below me. I hear nothing. I feel nothing. I am nothing. The wind blows my hair around my face, but I take little notice. The air is beautiful, as though it whisper warmth and security in my ear that flows down to the deepest depths of my heart. The waves I see are like lost souls, telling me their story. A bird that i cannot remember the name of rests by my feet and tilts his head to look me in the eye. He looked at me with no fear but I could see a small challenge gleaming in his eye. As if he was curious about who I was and what I was doing, but wasn't sure if he wanted to know. Eventually he flew away and I was left alone again with the rocks and the sea. As the waves grew more and more powerful, I realized I must leave my little haven of peace, for the water was rising and would soon pull me down to the bottomless pit we call an ocean. Yet, I will see this beloved Sea of mine again.

So Many Shades Of Blue

There’s so many shades of blue. Out here on this ocean of mine, there’s a blue so light It’s almost white. This blue tends to make my heart sing. There’s a slightly darker blue, who is sweet and playful, but with sad looking eyes. That’s the blue that reminds me how much I miss you. There’s an aqua green that seems quite agitated as it constantly smashes into the water around it; causing white bubbles of fury to explode in the air. It slowly flows out toward the horizon as it turns into the deepest and darkest blue of them all. She seems so mysterious like she’s done something horribly wrong, and yet, horribly right. This is the blue that thrills me and frightens me. “The great unknown!” The place were secrets stay secrets. The place were hearts are never broken and tears never fall. The place of Love.