Merry Christmas
I would like to wish everyone a merry Christmas and happy holidays! I hope that everyone has a splendid time today.
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I would like to wish everyone a merry Christmas and happy holidays! I hope that everyone has a splendid time today.
This week from December 17 to December 23, 2006, I am ashamed of myself. I have not posted much on Magic Pens, which I will try to change this following week. On Magic Pens I wrote 2,161 words and off I wrote 2,361 words. This all comes to a grand total of 4,522 words. For […]
Here is a summary of the meeting that was held at the Bagel Stop/Book Nook at 11:00 AM on Friday, December 22, 2006. 1. Our World Stories – Remember that there is about one week left until the two 1,000 word stories that take place in Our World are due. Post them on your blog […]
As I have previously mentioned, I have an Eragon problem. Two people who are not Magic Pens members have told me that the prologue in my main story, The Horse From the Woods is just like Eragon. I have seen the movie, yet I heard that it was different from the book and plan on […]
You’re shrouded in darkness as you walk through a thick forest, curiosity driving you forward. Tall pines loom over you, shielding you from the full moon blessing the world with its faint light and small foliage brushes against your legs. You continue through the woods until you come across a peculiar sight. There’s a strange, unnatural disturbance amongst the trees straight ahead of you. You walk closer and find it to be a strange entry leading underground. You rub your fingers across the cold, gray steel of the double-doors with questions streaming through your mind. Once again, you feel curiosity urging you on. You want to know what this place is. You want to know why it’s here. You want to know what’s inside.
This week from December 10 to December 16, 2006 I have written approximately 3,860 words on Magic Pens and 2,030 off. This comes up to be a total of 5,890 words. For reading, I did better this week. I read The Cask of Amontillado written by Edgar Allan Poe, The Necklace written by Guy de […]
Just two more hours of school, I thought to myself. Just two more hours. I shut my locker door with a metallic slam and was surprised to see a cheerful-looking person standing beside me. With a bright smile on her face, the girl looked happy to see me although I couldn’t remember ever seeing her […]
It was one of those times. Lilly’s parents were caught in another argument that had driven the small child to the comfort of her corner. Her face was wet with tears and her eyes were red from continuous crying. She grasped the fur from Shep’s neck and buried her face in it. Shep did not mind this childish act, as he loved Lilly with all of his heart and he did not like to see her saddened. He was there to bring comfort to her, and to help her through the troublesome times. He felt a strange disturbance within her parents’ fights recently however. They had lasted longer, were much louder, and had sent her father storming out of the house on many occasions. Why was this, Shep thought to himself. Why did humans have to fill others with hatred and anger? He didn’t see the point.
This week from December 3 to December 9, 2006 I’ve written approximately 4,120 words on Magic Pens. I also wrote about 4,000 words not on Magic Pens, (roleplays,) for a complete total of 8,120 words. For reading, I didn’t do as well, (I never do,) as I read one chapter of The Little White Horse […]
The door was flung open to reveal the secret that it had been holding. The anxious onlookers within the arena leaned in their seats, trying to catch a better glimpse of the consequence, as the princess’s face was white with nervousness. Even the king was fidgeting in his seat with excitement, although he did not care of what was to come. Either way, this man would be released from his life. His barbaric side was happy with his past decisions and he was to live with his daughter forevermore.
The princess brought her hands to her face as she began to cry with the loss of her lover. She had given him away. Her father ignored her as she turned her head away from the arena. She could not bear to watch what she had brought to this man.
Was it to be the lady?
Was it to be the tiger?
We held a vote at our meeting and have chosen a white hoodie. If 30 or more of us buy one, the price will be cheaper, so pre-pay for yours before Winter Break! Matt’s ThermoNuclear Warhead idea will be located on the front in a pocket size, and my outline for the scroll and dragon […]
Natalie’s breaths came in gasps as she ran with all her strength, past the first trees of the forest. Ignoring the branches that scratched at her face, she continued with cuts along her cheeks and arms. Blood slowly crept from her small wounds, yet she was determined to find her horse. She had to find Duchess, before the dragons did. Unaware of her surroundings as she ran blinded by shear determination, she found herself falling as her foot was caught on an ugly, moss-covered log. She sprawled over the small log before her, and hit her head on a flat stone. Her world began to spin and fade just before it all went black.