Here, I will post news about stories that I will be writing! I will make other pages or possibly a new blog for all of my stories, once I get around to writing them! *sigh*
Stories planned :
Kaela's Picture Day Gone Wrong
The Journey
Picture Disaster Day (sequel to Kaela's)
Candy Kingdom
Pancake & Waffle Kingdom
Sneak Peaks
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The Journey :
"I-I don't know, guys" said Mia, "I don't think my parents would let me a-and we may get in trouble, or-"
"Come on, Mia!" Thomas stopped her, "Haven't you read about adventures in all those books? Don't you want to be one of those characters?"
Mia's mind automatically imagined one of her favorite adventure books, The Story of Mimminus and the Lost Artifact. She wanted to be Mimminus, a strong, powerful, beautiful, adventurous, made-up female character. Her thoughts were interrupted by Thomas, "So, Mia? Are you gonna come with us, and be the girl you always wanted to be? Or are you gonna stay here and just read about real adventures like this?"
There were many moments of silence, and Mia thought intensely. Could she go on this adventure without getting in trouble? Of course she would get in trouble. How long would it be? Many days, of course. How many people would be going? Where would we rest? What would we eat? Do I really want to stay in this old class room and just read about going on these adventures, or do I want to be Mimminus?
Kaela's Picture Day Gone Wrong :
Great. Just great. Now my clothes are dirty. Now, I have to wear the dress Mom picked out. *Sigh* How did this even happen? First, I tripped down my stairs, into the mud. That only got my knees, which wouldn't show in the picture. Then I got hit with a basketball walking into school, that got my nose bleeding and all red. Then the sink started spraying on me in the bathroom, that got my shirt all dirty. Then at lunch, I dropped applesauce down my shirt. Lastly, I was tightening my ponytail, and the band broke. Now, my hair is a mess.
What would Avery do? My big sister, Avery, would make the best of it. But how do you fix your hair without a band, a striped shirt with applesauce on it, mud-stained jeans, or my red, sore nose?
Of course! The dress! But, ugh! I'm no girly girl! Sis was lucky enough to get my hair in a ponytail this morning. What was I gonna do? I would definetly get grounded by Mom if she saw these pictures. Uh-oh, i'm next in line!
Picture Disaster Day :
Oh. My. Gosh! I CANNOT believe what had just happened! I stood there, hair and clothes drenched with water. Mae and Rachael had poured a bucket of water on me from the second floor bathroom, and me, standing in the court yard, still holding my PB&J Sandwich, started to slowly walk towrds the door. Maybe I could tell the principle? He would never believe that the two best girls in 7th grade would poor a bucket of water, from the second floor, on me, their "best friend," on purpose. Who would they be pouring water on, if it wasn't me? I was sitting completely alone, eating my sandwich on the courtyard, like I do on every lunch break. Then it hit me : Today is Picture Day! I looked at my wrist watch. The time right now was 11:45, pictures were at 12.
How was I going to fix this mess? And why did my best friends pour water on me, from the 2nd floor bathroom window?
Candy Kingdom :
"Stumblefall!" I called, the crown had been stolen. The crown that stood in my family line for 50 generations, the crown that had fought in battles for over 500 years, the crown that sat on my ancestors' heads for over 500 years, 50 people. Now it was me. How could I have been so foolish as to leave it on the night stand? I should have left it where it belonged : In it's case. It's pretty silly, really. The cats of our kingdom wanted my crown, they said that it held power. The only power it gave me was forgetfulness!
"Yes, sir?" Stumblefall said. "The crown's been stolen. Search the kingdom for traces of intruders. Send out a search party." I replied. Stumblefall was a clumsy, smaller, cat. He was also my personal servant.
"Yes, sir. Right away!" Then he took off down the hall, I heard him yelling for Medictooth and Daiseyflower.
Without the crown, I was basically nothing. I was not royalty. I was not the king. I was just a normal cat, like them all.
Pancake & Waffle Kingdom :
It was quiet. We were all standing outside the castle, on the field. The kingdom from afar, also known as the Waffle Kingdom, had come to battle us. I stood there, in my pink puffy dress, my blonde hair pulled up in a bun, covered by my crown. I was a princess. Princess Maria Albus Pancake, (Yes, that's a stupid middle name) and I am training to become Queen.
Waffle Kingdom was our enemy, after the battle in Quartent79. Quartent meant 19. Our counting system is different, it goes Albus (yeah, my middle name, My name basically means Maria the First) Donder, (two) Amwan, (three) Contont, (four) Amiuas, (five) Swanta, (six) Lapun, (seven) Sarret, (eight) Tent (nine) and Quar. (Ten) That's why Quartent means nineteen, and Albuslapun means 17, I am Albuslapun years old.
I looked across the field. At the very back, behind the King and Queen Waffle, was none other than Prince Foven. He was my love, forbidden love. How we met? It's very romantic and complicated, I guess you could say.
HAHA thats all you get
Stories planned :
Kaela's Picture Day Gone Wrong
The Journey
Candy Kingdom
Pancake & Waffle Kingdom
Sneak Peaks
~~~~~~~~~
The Journey :
"I-I don't know, guys" said Mia, "I don't think my parents would let me a-and we may get in trouble, or-"
"Come on, Mia!" Thomas stopped her, "Haven't you read about adventures in all those books? Don't you want to be one of those characters?"
Mia's mind automatically imagined one of her favorite adventure books, The Story of Mimminus and the Lost Artifact. She wanted to be Mimminus, a strong, powerful, beautiful, adventurous, made-up female character. Her thoughts were interrupted by Thomas, "So, Mia? Are you gonna come with us, and be the girl you always wanted to be? Or are you gonna stay here and just read about real adventures like this?"
There were many moments of silence, and Mia thought intensely. Could she go on this adventure without getting in trouble? Of course she would get in trouble. How long would it be? Many days, of course. How many people would be going? Where would we rest? What would we eat? Do I really want to stay in this old class room and just read about going on these adventures, or do I want to be Mimminus?
Kaela's Picture Day Gone Wrong :
Great. Just great. Now my clothes are dirty. Now, I have to wear the dress Mom picked out. *Sigh* How did this even happen? First, I tripped down my stairs, into the mud. That only got my knees, which wouldn't show in the picture. Then I got hit with a basketball walking into school, that got my nose bleeding and all red. Then the sink started spraying on me in the bathroom, that got my shirt all dirty. Then at lunch, I dropped applesauce down my shirt. Lastly, I was tightening my ponytail, and the band broke. Now, my hair is a mess.
What would Avery do? My big sister, Avery, would make the best of it. But how do you fix your hair without a band, a striped shirt with applesauce on it, mud-stained jeans, or my red, sore nose?
Of course! The dress! But, ugh! I'm no girly girl! Sis was lucky enough to get my hair in a ponytail this morning. What was I gonna do? I would definetly get grounded by Mom if she saw these pictures. Uh-oh, i'm next in line!
Oh. My. Gosh! I CANNOT believe what had just happened! I stood there, hair and clothes drenched with water. Mae and Rachael had poured a bucket of water on me from the second floor bathroom, and me, standing in the court yard, still holding my PB&J Sandwich, started to slowly walk towrds the door. Maybe I could tell the principle? He would never believe that the two best girls in 7th grade would poor a bucket of water, from the second floor, on me, their "best friend," on purpose. Who would they be pouring water on, if it wasn't me? I was sitting completely alone, eating my sandwich on the courtyard, like I do on every lunch break. Then it hit me : Today is Picture Day! I looked at my wrist watch. The time right now was 11:45, pictures were at 12.
How was I going to fix this mess? And why did my best friends pour water on me, from the 2nd floor bathroom window?
Candy Kingdom :
"Stumblefall!" I called, the crown had been stolen. The crown that stood in my family line for 50 generations, the crown that had fought in battles for over 500 years, the crown that sat on my ancestors' heads for over 500 years, 50 people. Now it was me. How could I have been so foolish as to leave it on the night stand? I should have left it where it belonged : In it's case. It's pretty silly, really. The cats of our kingdom wanted my crown, they said that it held power. The only power it gave me was forgetfulness!
"Yes, sir?" Stumblefall said. "The crown's been stolen. Search the kingdom for traces of intruders. Send out a search party." I replied. Stumblefall was a clumsy, smaller, cat. He was also my personal servant.
"Yes, sir. Right away!" Then he took off down the hall, I heard him yelling for Medictooth and Daiseyflower.
Without the crown, I was basically nothing. I was not royalty. I was not the king. I was just a normal cat, like them all.
Pancake & Waffle Kingdom :
It was quiet. We were all standing outside the castle, on the field. The kingdom from afar, also known as the Waffle Kingdom, had come to battle us. I stood there, in my pink puffy dress, my blonde hair pulled up in a bun, covered by my crown. I was a princess. Princess Maria Albus Pancake, (Yes, that's a stupid middle name) and I am training to become Queen.
Waffle Kingdom was our enemy, after the battle in Quartent79. Quartent meant 19. Our counting system is different, it goes Albus (yeah, my middle name, My name basically means Maria the First) Donder, (two) Amwan, (three) Contont, (four) Amiuas, (five) Swanta, (six) Lapun, (seven) Sarret, (eight) Tent (nine) and Quar. (Ten) That's why Quartent means nineteen, and Albuslapun means 17, I am Albuslapun years old.
I looked across the field. At the very back, behind the King and Queen Waffle, was none other than Prince Foven. He was my love, forbidden love. How we met? It's very romantic and complicated, I guess you could say.
HAHA thats all you get
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