My attempt to draw Danny....It is horrible
toi would think the water elementals would be plus careful around the giant sea snake. It's one of the many creatures that live in our vally's lake. Some of the water elementals are even poisson ou sea snake shape shifters. Thats why I laughed when one of them screamed at the giant serpent.
Trixi yelled at me for my rude behavior and we ran towards the snake. From far away it looked dangerous but up close I could see it better. It wasn't the sea snake that sacred the swimmers. It was the thing on the sea snake.
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Janie:
Even if I was many miles away from it, I seemed to hear a scream, a girls scream.
"What was that?" I asked Zuka, interrupting my bubble of water and letting it fall to the ground.
"I don''t-" But Zuka stopped speaking. He dropped his head to the floor and began sniffing.
"Janie.......we need to go down there..now."
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After we ran down the rocky hillside to the lake we could now see what really happened. A gigantic green and blue sea snake was swimming frantically with an odd thing on its back.
A long silver spear was stabbed into the back of the sea serpent and it was covered with blood.
"Oh My Gosh!!" I screamed as I ducked from the snake as it violently turned. "What are we going to do?" I asked confused. "And who stabbed him?"
Zuka's face looked grim. "Laman did it."
"Who's Laman?" I asked.
"Laman is the only other energy elemental in the world besides me. He was brother's with Nephi. But apparently he went toi know....."
"Yea yea I get it. This is a magical world. toi have to have a bad guy. Woopde doo."
"NO SHUT UP!!" Woa. Not cool. WE ran down towards the sea serpent.
It had fallen down in a splash. A tall Chinese girl was crying at the sea serpents feat.
"What's wrong?" I asked her. Danny and a girl with freakishly curly red hair came par me.
"The Sea serpent is dying Janie. I t was stabbed par an energy sword. It is made par an energy elemental. Energy elementals can bring life ou death. This snake will die."
I wasn't listening. To her at least.
"Well can't one of us heal it? Zuka is an energy elemental. He can bring it life can't he?"
The red haired girl finally spoke. "No. Zuka isn't like Laman. Laman is the one who stabbed the sea serpent. We saw him earlier. Laman is an energy chimera shape shifter. Zuka is just an energy elemental."
"What about these guys!?" I asked while pointing at all the people siting on the bank of the pond.
"No. They may be water elemental's they can heal. But they can't heal an energy elemental's doing."
I rolled my eyes and sat down. I pulled at my dress. Why was I supposed to wear this? It has nothing to do with what I am. Why can't I wear jeans and a T-shirt like all the other kids can?
I got up and passed Danny and her 'new' best friend. I ran strait to Mrs Brown. "Mrs. Brown I want to leave this crazy place and never, ever come back. And if toi would like to know, your daughter is a huge jerk who takes pride in hurting her best friend."
And thats when I walked out. In my blue dress. in my hatred for that place. In my happiness to leave it all. But also, in that small feu of hope inside of me. Saying, I may actually be a bit sad to leave it all. But it was still little.
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Danny:
I stared, with my mouth open. I couldn't believe how stupid she could be!! Good ridens. She was a bad friend anyway. I knew I was lying. I somehow wished she hadn't left.
Brenna was quiet the entire time. But finally she spoke after everyone left to go take care of the serpent and to go home.
"Danny, toi have to go after her. It's only the right thing to do." Brenna whispered.
"She doesn't want this." I a dit on the verge of tears.
"No, but she is our secret weapon now. Laman is now at large. We all thought he was dead. She is the only one who can withstand his powers. Ice and energy can't hurt each other. loup and Chimera can't either."
(If toi want to know what a chimera is it is a Greek Mythology creature that was half lion, half goat, half snake.)
"I guess you're right." I whispered. The BOES all decided that since we now knew that Laman was alive we all needed to stay inside the Vally for safety.
Wait. toi should probably know the story of Laman. toi know, never mind. You'll figure it out.
Brenna, Marcus, and I all decided one thing. We were going to sneak out that night. And go look for Janie. Not even my mother knew.
Sorry its upside down.....its my attempt to draw Janie. I don't think it worked.
this my poem...I just wrote it randomly...Don't know if it's any good...what do toi think?
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If toi l’amour him,
Tell him so.
If toi l’amour him,
Tell him not to go.
The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
Don’t hide away,
Wishing all day,
Don’t hide away,
Just come out and say.
“Yes, I l’amour you,
I’ve told toi so.
And if toi l’amour me,
Please don’t go.”
“Yes, I l’amour you,
I’ve told toi so.
And if toi l’amour me,
Please don’t go.”
“Please, please,
Please don’t go.
Please, please.
Please, please don’t go.”
So, if toi l’amour him,
Tell him so.
If toi l’amour him,
Tell him not to go.
The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
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If toi l’amour him,
Tell him so.
If toi l’amour him,
Tell him not to go.
The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
Don’t hide away,
Wishing all day,
Don’t hide away,
Just come out and say.
“Yes, I l’amour you,
I’ve told toi so.
And if toi l’amour me,
Please don’t go.”
“Yes, I l’amour you,
I’ve told toi so.
And if toi l’amour me,
Please don’t go.”
“Please, please,
Please don’t go.
Please, please.
Please, please don’t go.”
So, if toi l’amour him,
Tell him so.
If toi l’amour him,
Tell him not to go.
The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
Little raindrops shiny,silver,
Dropping silently into the river.
A girl sitting quiet,alone,
Her smile is fading,her hope is gone.
It faded really long ago,
That sounds sad,i know.
She quickly wipes away a tear,
It's her secret so no one can hear.
She secretly cries every night,
It's her fate,so she cant fight.
She touches a raindrop and goes back inside,
She is so lost,she's losing her pride.
All she asks for is a friend,
Someone to be there and understand.
So help her to make her dream come true,
There's always something toi can do.
Dropping silently into the river.
A girl sitting quiet,alone,
Her smile is fading,her hope is gone.
It faded really long ago,
That sounds sad,i know.
She quickly wipes away a tear,
It's her secret so no one can hear.
She secretly cries every night,
It's her fate,so she cant fight.
She touches a raindrop and goes back inside,
She is so lost,she's losing her pride.
All she asks for is a friend,
Someone to be there and understand.
So help her to make her dream come true,
There's always something toi can do.
what I'm écriture isn't exactly an article , but I hope toi will enjoy it ^_^ ..
Girl; Do I ever traverser, croix you'r mind ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do toi like me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do toi want me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would toi cry if I left ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would toi live for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would toi do anything for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Choose me ou you'r life ?
Boy; My life .
The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says ....
*The reason toi never traverser, croix my mind is because toi are always on my mind .
*The reason why I don't like toi is because I l’amour toi .
*The reason I don't want toi is because I need toi .
*The reason I wouldn't cry if toi left is because I would die if toi left .
*The reason I wouldn't live for toi is because I would die for toi .
*The reason why I'm not willing to do toi anything for toi is because I would do everything for toi .
*The reason I chose my life is because toi are my life .
Girl; Do I ever traverser, croix you'r mind ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do toi like me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do toi want me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would toi cry if I left ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would toi live for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would toi do anything for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Choose me ou you'r life ?
Boy; My life .
The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says ....
*The reason toi never traverser, croix my mind is because toi are always on my mind .
*The reason why I don't like toi is because I l’amour toi .
*The reason I don't want toi is because I need toi .
*The reason I wouldn't cry if toi left is because I would die if toi left .
*The reason I wouldn't live for toi is because I would die for toi .
*The reason why I'm not willing to do toi anything for toi is because I would do everything for toi .
*The reason I chose my life is because toi are my life .
inch par inch
bringing me closer
to my doom
papillons of
anticipation
flutter nervously
in my stomach
knuckles whiten
jaws clench
what have I
gotten myself into
the suspense
is killing me
I'm going to hate it
I'm going to l’amour it
I might lose my lunch
but I don't care
heaven help me
here it comes...
...
I hold my breath...
...
and then
I scream
my stomach
drops
my breath
is stolen
my heart
is pounding
adrenaline
courses
through
my veins
amid screams
of sweet terror
I fling up
my hands
and ride on
the wings
of Thrill!
I remember the jour I fell in love.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for toi love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place toi could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with plus feu then toi could ever imagine.
plus passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the jour I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.
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This is dedicated to my first real basketball, basket-ball coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for toi love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place toi could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with plus feu then toi could ever imagine.
plus passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the jour I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.
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This is dedicated to my first real basketball, basket-ball coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
ou I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told par hidden scars
Unable to montrer themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
ou I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told par hidden scars
Unable to montrer themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
The Writer Behind the Words
