When I became her best friend, I thought we'd have a normal friendship. Making bracelets, sleepovers, doing stuff together. We never did. At first I thought "Why did I even go near her?" but her mystique intrigued me. She was quiet, but tough. Likable, but rough. At least, to me. Everybody else thought she was weird just because she sang to herself with no earbuds on. One day, at recess, she was sitting par herself, humming a tune and écriture in a beat-up spiral notebook. The eraser end of her pencil was chewed, and most of the pencil was practically gone. I was bored, just looking at kids run around like I did every day. Then I just walked over to her, hoping she would like some company. She looked pretty poor, wearing the same clothes every jour and walking around with an old backpack. Little did I know that musique was all she had.

Okay so after a couple of rounds until there's 12 people left those 12 people will be put into 6 district's here are the district's

fantaisie district

Adventure district

Ghost district

Fairy Tale district

fan Fiction district

Short Story district

The 12 that remain names will be put into a hat they will be pit at random. One girl will be in the fantaisie district then one boy same for the rest. If there's uneven number girls then boys ou the other way around then there will be a district of two boys ou two girls. But there's a twisted...

Lest say the theme of the week is that toi have to write about a car crash. toi can't just write about a car crash toi have to also use your district's meaning like if your in the ghost district toi have to do something about a car crash but have something to do with ghost in it.

Like the twist? :)

Fierce & Love

Malmcd ou Mallory McDonald

Number One

My blonde hair was soaked with blood. My blood. My cœur, coeur was pounding in my chest. Will this ever end?Why couldn't He get it over with . I was dying anyway. This was torture. Pure torture, but I could'nt move. My feet were stuck. I was paralysed. Paralysed with fear.My mother warned me about Him. Never become too attached. You'll only get hurt. She used to say. Mothers are right way too much of the time.I hate them.
I lay there on the ground thinking about what my mother was doing right now. Would she be looking down from Heaven ou alone in a casket. Why was I here?What did I do? Did i deserve this? I hope not

The rules of the Writers games are that the first 24 people to rejoindre the club will be in the games. The first thing you'll have to do when toi rejoindre is post a piece of écriture that toi have written. Once all 24 pieces are in me and lucky seven people will judge the writings and decide who lives and who dies! and toi must use your own writing!

Week one-

In week one toi must send in an article. It can be anything! Be creative! After the judges look at them and decide who stays and who leaves that person is out of the game.

Week two-

We will have a themed écriture piece that toi will have to send in. The theme is Fantasy.

Week three-

We will have a écriture battle two writers against one another the person that loses is out!

This all I have for now so let the games began!

And all so if your one of the first 24 to rejoindre write your net name and what number fan toi were on the mur thank you!

Fierce & Love

Malmcd ou Mallory McDonald