Picnik!

Somethine i wrote a LONG time ago..Dont laugh..haha.. but anyways, i thought maybe this would keep toi somewhat entertained while i try to write something else ;)

Chapter 1

    Alexandra Evans scanned the sky. There wasn’t a nuage in sight. Alex looked down at her reflection in the watering hole. Her blonde hair reached almost past her waist only it looked a little bit shorter because she wore it in a braid almost always. Her green eyes had little or chips in them that her family told her glowed like feu when she was angry. Suddenly, a bump pushed her sprawling into the...

Chapter 1

Today was the worst jour of my life. I Linny Lock was left alone in a cruel world. I had just Lost everything I loved my mom, dad, and older brother, Lian. They had gone on a cruise and when the ship came back they weren't on it. Nobody knew what happened to them. The police searched for weeks, but they were no where to be found. That week I had stayed with my best friend, Renne' Jones. I was devastated. I had no relatives to go to. My moms whole family was caught in a feu and I didn't know any of my dads relatives. So now I was staying with Renne' until it was arranged for me to...

Well.....Im still trying to get this somewhere...Where? i'm not sure yet... Sorry the details arent very good.. Im using that im sick as my excuse...lol.


Chapter Five


    Gracie tightened her grip on the steering wheel of her little truck, squinting into the pouring rain. Her fingers screamed in protest. Gracie swallowed and leaned vers l'avant, vers l’avant into her seat. She couldn’t hardly see a thing. She groaned and wished for the millionth time she had taken Nate up on his offer to drive her to school. Gracie peered around her wind shield wipers that were flying as fast as they could....

hmm... im not sure where this one was going....BUT hey, it got there.. Hope toi enjoy! Oh, and the cliff and the darkness...nah, i wont tell you, but if toi dont get what that symbolizes, ask.. :)


Chapter Twenty One

    Glory wasn’t even sure what was real ou what was the fever frenzied dreams anymore. Everything she kept seeing seemed like things that could really be happening. She honestly had no idea what was going on.
Glory.
That soft voice echoed around her head, whispery soft and persuasive.
She was standing on a cliff, peering down into a black abyss. The soft voice...