Day: 11. July 2009

“So you see it is a nessisarity for you to have a dinosaur,”Lilian explained. Violet asked after a moment of thought,” So your saying that everyone has to have a dinosaur or else the King and Queen will banish you?” “Uh-huh,”Lilian answered. The friends had riden Monicas all morning and they had traveled through Waterfall City,Sunset Creek. Lilian had said that Birth Village was next. And it was. Violet could see in the distance some cottages and as they neared she saw a circluar building in the cantar of the village. “Come on,” Lilian urged as she calmed off of Monicas’s back. Violet followed Lilian to the circular building and they entered. Inside the building looked like a museum. There were glass cases that held egges with tiny lights ubove them.
A young girl about 4 years younger than Violet approched them. “Hello, how may I help you?” she asked. Lilian spoke,”This girl needs a dinosaur and I’m here to help her chose.” Violet could hardly beleve her ears. She thought her self a plain fourteen yearold girl. She never imagind that she would chose a dinosaur of her own! “Then follow me,”the girl instructed. The followed her until she stopped at a glass case that was as tall as the bookcases at the large library at Violet’s mansion. “What tyep of spiesies do you want?” the girl inquired. “Well, well I don’t know,”Violet admitted. She was confused she didn’t know what type of dinosaur was best. “I chose for you,”LIlian offered. “Yes, yes please do that,” Violet agreed. She walked across the room and sat down on a chair. In a few minutes Lilian strode toward Violet carring a beautiful egg. It was a shage of aquamarine. “The girl said it was going to hatch in a few minutes,”Lilian hurried to say as she set the egg in Violet’s lap. “What breed is it?”Violet asked. “It’s a Triceratops,”Lilian replied as Violet eyed the egg. Suddenly the egg began to crack!!!

Next part find out how Violet’s dinosar looks and how they get along!

Hello everbody.

 I’d like to play a sort of “game”.

 If you’d like to play, leave your name and e-mail as a comment on this post.Also tell the kind of things you write.

 Heres how it works:

  Say person a posts there name and e-mail on comment#1, and that person b posts there name and e-mail on post#2.

     person a will write the first part, and then e-mail it to person b. Person b writes the second part, and sends it to person c, and so on. I’ll select 4 people out of the commments, because I want a varety of different writers: funny, dramatic, poetic, and anything else.

       I’ll send an e-mail to each of the 4 people. For example, When I send an e-mail to person b, it will look something like this;

                               To person b,

                           Person a has written the first part of the story. He/She will send it to you, and when you’re done writing your part, send it to person c.

                                           From, me.

                 I’ll write the end, since it will be coming back to me.

                   I’ll post the story with my account, but I wiil say in bold letters at the top:

                              THIS STORY WAS WRITTEN BY PERSON A, PERSON B, PERSON C, AND PERSON D ALONG WITH MYSELF.

I looked at Danni with what my Mother called her stare when she was little. “So are you going to tell me what time we’re going to see Timothy”? Danni asked. “In an hour”, I said slowly. “Okay, so where are we going”? Danni asked. I stared at him shocked and called Timmy back. “Hello”? He answered on the first ring. “My friend wants to come”, I said boredly. “What’s this friends name”? Timmy asked. “Danni”, I said softly. “He can come. I’ve decieded we’ll go to the movies to see Ghost Rider. Change of plans i’m getting off work right now i’ll pick you up now”, Timmy said. “I’m not at home”, I stated. “Where are you then”? Timmy asked. “At a burger place”, I said. “Oh, Meet me at the bus stop by Hannah’s burgers. See you in a few, Bye Babe”, Timmy said sweetly. I hung up the phone and Danni glared at me. “What did I do”? I asked frustrated. “Nothing”, Danni laughed. Danni touched my cheek then said, “Let’s go”. We went to the bus stop by Hannah’s burgers and Timmy’s red mustang was there. When he saw me he got out of the car and walked over to me frozen in the middle of the sidewalk. I stared up into his hypnotizing brownish red eyes and then back down at the sidewalk. “I’m sorry for not calling till now”, Timmy said touching my arm. “Okay, I know you have buzy a job and all”, I said sarcastically. I looked up at Timmy and he smiled dazzlingly down at me. I looked at his medium long hair and then I looked at his pink rosy lips. “You haven’t changed a bit”, I said staring at his lips. “Neither have you”, Timmy said. I stopped looking at his lips and said, “Let’s go. Wait, this is Danni my trainer slash friend”. “Hi, Danni”, Timmy said looking Danni up and down then wrinkling his nose. “What”? I asked. “You brought a filthy blood sucker”? Timmy asked in a whisper. “He’s not filthy and he’s a vegeterian. Timmy, why can’t you be alittle nicer”, I said in a whisper. “Well, Fine then. Now I have competition? You can do better than this guy! You just met him now you’re all over him? What happened to you”, Timmy smiled. “First of all I don’t like him he doesn’t like me. Second of all I AM NOT ALL OVER HIM”, I half whispered. “I do have competition, look at this guy. He’s like a chick magnet! He got you and thats all I want”, Timmy whispered. “Are you jealous”? I asked with a laugh. “NO”, Timmy lied. “Well, then lets goto the freakin’ movies already”! I yelled. “FINE”, Timmy yelled. Danni got in the backseat and I got shotgun with Timmy. Timmy drove us quickly to the movies and the movie started to play as we walked inside. Danni stared at me then said, “You two are perfect for each other”. “No, we are not. You don’t know how many times we broke up before…………..what happened”, I said. “What happened”? Danni asked. “He almost married me”, I said tonelessly. “Oh”, Danni said slowly. “Hey, Danni? Um, so how long have you two known each other”? Timmy asked. “We just met today. It’s her birthday”, Danni said. “Oh”, Timmy said looking straight at me. Timmy put one hand around me and said, “He doesn’t have a chance”. “You’re such a Butthead”, I said prying his hands off me. Timmy leaned down and gave me a peck on the lips and my breathing went wrong. “Tim, look I like you and all just not how I used to sorry but dont kiss me anymore”, I said. Timmy looked at me then exhaled sadly. The movie was almost over and Danni’s eyes were watching me closely so I ditched. I ran outside quickly and all of a sudden I saw him at the door of the movies.  TO BE CONTINUED…………………….         

Whoop whoop! YEAH!!

Oh sorry. *Cough* Dear Diary…

WHOOP WHOOP!! YEAHZAHHHH!!

My mum is coming home tonight, from Melbourne! I am so excited, i have seen her in like, 4 days.

My sister made her cupcakes, but they taste horrible, haha. I’m not telling her they’re horrible, so that she looks like a bad cook when mum tries them. After all, I AM the cupcake Queen in my house. I make a new batch nearly everyday!

Anyway Diary, I have a problem. We have no more cake mix left!!!!! What am I gonna DO?

xo Demi

Um, does anybody have anygood cake recipies? Uh hah… Yeah. Please leave a comment!!!

              Blind William part#3

                By Luke D.E

                 (continued from part #2)

                                  William felt a breeze began to blow agains his face.

        All of the suuden, he didn’t feel a breeze. The donky stoppped. It wouldn’t move. All that it did was stop and chew the grass.

                                 Then william hears a noise. He thinks it might be the idol worshippers talking to him in there foreign language, but it is not. He thinks it might be Zicha, but it is not. It is a faint whisper in the back of his head. It keeps repeating one simple sentence; get of the donkey.                                   

                                 He decides to obey the voice. Maybe it’s the Lord. Maybe it’s instinct. Maybe Zicha really is an angel.

   The voice tells him to walk straight forward, and that when he feels a bush, he nedds to crouch down and get in the bush.

                                 When William’s in the bush, he hears the idol worshippers gallop bye. Then he realizes that Zicha is not with him anymore. Before he can even think about it, he hears a voice-a kid’s voice- next to him in the bushh.

                                        “Who are you?”

                                        “Don’t worry. It’s me. Zicha.”

                                        ”Zicha wasn’t a kid!”

                                        ”God diquised me as a kid.”

                                        “Why would he do that?”

                                        ”So that the idol worshippers quit chasing me. Here’s what’s gonna happen;

                                          I will tell everyone my name is Zeek, and that I’m a twelve year old. God has made me look very similar to you, so we’ll say we’re brothers. We’ll also tell people your name is Tyke. William would a unusaul name nowadays. If anyone asks about our parents, we will say that we are heading home.”

                                        ”Heaading home from where?”

                                         “I don’t know. If you’re ever asked, just make something up.”

                                       All of the suddden; Hey! Your’e that Zichas little friend!

                                                          TO BE CONTINUED