I've made an ACCOMPLISHMENT!

     I. HAVE. FINALLY. WRITTEN. THE. FIRST. CHAPTER.

SUCCESS!

Well sort of...now I have many more to go! YAY the first chapter was so much fun to write. Even though I procrastinated, I DID IT!


     But now here's the bigger question: How can all those authors write MILLIONS of books and still be amazingly awesome?


    Hmmm...don't they procrastinate, too?
    Well, I still have yet to find that one out. 


    Wow I'm still typing in the same format in my story. I guess it would make it more dramatic by adding in useless enter spaces. I THINK IT'S WORKING!
     Okay, I'll stop on the spacing. So you know how I posted those bajillionmillion videos? Well for most people who actually read this IT DIDN'T WORK. I bet you can guess how extremely HAPPY that made me.
     I was looking at a blog not too long ago that was on teen drama, and the background was INFESTED with pink (ew.). I actually don't know what I was doing there, but my eyes widened when I saw a playlist to the right of the girl's (It would've been funny if it was a guy's...) blog. Immediately I was extremely JEALOUS. I need that playlist so everyone who reads this (if anybody does, that is) can listen to what I listen to! AH I need one. 
     I'll figure it out sooner or later. And your eyes will be blinded from its awesomeness. How 'bout that, huh?


     So if you read my first chapter, you'll be wondering what the darkness looks like. And guess what? I've got a picture of it! (You: Of course she does... -_-)

I wonder who that attractive guy is. 


AW look at the cute puppies at the left! And the pretty birdies in the background! And look! The attractive guy is roasting marshmallows! YAY! I want to roast marshmallows, too!


Yep, that stringy stuff in the background is the darkness you will become very familiar with if you read (or if I force you to read) my story. 


    Well, there's nothing more to say, but hey, a picture's worth a thousand words, isn't it? 
Don't worry, I'll be back. With more information. Possibly pictures. Which would be THOUSANDS of words. Okay. Bye. Yeah, I know this post was short. TOODLES.


--Raine Emery

Eh, I'll think of the title later.

     Thursday was probably the most interesting and exciting day I think I've ever had in a while at school. There was a HUGE windstorm. And when I say huge, I don't mean two mile per hour winds. We're talking about the highest being 102 mph, dude! Yes, I know a lot of damage has been done, blah blah blah. But I'm so happy that something ACTUALLY HAPPENED. 

     When my car pool was driving to the school, one of the girls received a text from her friend saying how the power was off and everybody was in the gym. I heard that through the midst of my earphones, and I started to silently jump up and down in my seat. The girls stared at me with their jaws dropped because I DO NOTHING but sit in the car and listen to music, according to them. And apparently I don't have any emotion in that car, so the excitement that was coming from me was all alien to them. I wonder what they'd do when my inner five year old shows herself...that should be amusing in some way.

      Once we arrived at the school, all the girls booked it into the doors. But I was so happy I frolicked through invisible flowers to the doors of the school. Teachers told us once inside to hurry to the gym. Psssh, like I was going to go there anytime soon.

     I wanted to sneak around in the dark, but there were teachers everywhere guarding hallways. So much for my fun, huh? 

     To make a long story somewhat shorter, after reuniting with some good friends in the gym, we were instructed to go to our first period. Which was math (I got unlucky...). We talked and sat...and talked and sat...until an administrator told us we could call home. But we couldn't leave unless we were taken by an adult. So I was one of the last ones left in my classroom, and there were less than five people in a classroom before I left with my brother and some friends. We didn't bother to check out, because the office was FILLED with people and the power was still out.

     But thanks to that storm, we didn't have school on Friday. YEAH! But now it's over...and there's school tomorrow...NO. Ugh. But I think there's going to be another wind storm sometime soon. Maybe the power will go out again...YESH. That would be nice. 

     When I was in the car during the storm driving to a friend's house, I couldn't stop thinking that Chaos was looking for me, and the storm was his way of trying to find me.

     Why does he want to find me? WHAT AN EXCELLENT QUESTION. I am a direct descendant of Crimson. Wait -- you don't know who that is either. AW I'm gonna have to explain it all?! Oh well. HERE I GO: (and Jonathan, this will help you understand Chaos better.)

     Chaos had a real name. Yes he did. It was Damien. He never had a last name because he never really had a home. He was pushed around from house to house his early life; around the time of his birth until he was twelve or so. Nobody would take him in for longer than a year; they all sensed something evil in him and couldn't stand it. That's when at the age of twelve, he met Crimson (the guy who I'm descended from).

     Crimson was one of the leaders in the Ecko Organization. He also sensed the evil and darkness Damien picked up while on his sad life. Crimson knew that he needed to take in Damien himself in order to protect others from his evil inside. Crimson found Damien on the streets one day and held out his hand for Damien. That's how the whole thing started.

     Damien spent five years with Crimson, the longest he's ever spent with anyone else. So to shorten it up a bit, Crimson knows people will suffer longer than to die if they know Damien. So, to release them from Damien's 'evil' self, he kills whoever Damien knows or comes close to. Yeah I know you think Crimson is the evil one, but he just doesn't want people to suffer.

    Damien has no clue that Crimson is killing them by secretly poisoning them. Damien thinks they all are killed by just knowing him, consequently (By the way, this takes place in the early 1900s in England).

    But one day, he met a girl (yeah, I know what you're thinking). He met her on the outside of his fence while Crimson was away and unable to notice. Okay, do you remember that one random piece of writing I wrote where the girl leaves herself? I've finally plugged it in: That is Rin, the girl that Damien met. She has been lonely all her life, an orphan too. She's had a hard life, she doesn't have anybody to be with, and she can barely talk. Rin is strong, though. She stayed strong all her life. She knows about her Ecko; her Ecko is a dove. It fits her pretty well. 

     Alright, back to the story. Damien has been pretty lonely too, and he finds interest in becoming friends with Rin. Rin, as you can guess, is very shy. It takes Damien some time to become friends with her. Damien doesn't tell Crimson about her; he knows Crimson will get furious with him. 

     For a couple of years, Damien and Rin fight shadows (they're made out of darkness, and all they want is power, which comes from spirits of Eckos. They're arms can mold into any weapon that suits the situation). Which is kind of funny, cause Damien makes them his minions after he becomes Chaos. ANYWAYS, after battling shadows after a LONG period of time, and after Damien and Rin have grown very close together, Crimson finds out about Rin. It doesn't get pretty after this...

     Well, like what he did to others, he poisons innocent Rin. The poison takes time to activate inside the body, and she has no idea that she's been poisoned. So while on a snowy mountain top fighting shadows once again with Damien, she weakens and collapses to the ground. Damien rushes to help her, but all he can do is talk to her and hold her in his arms. Rin slowly dies in his arms, which is very sad because she had no happiness except for Damien in her life. Damien then remembers Crimson carrying poison for the 'rats' earlier. Well, as you can imagine, Damien is pissed.

      That's when everything snaps in him: getting pushed around, all the people that left him, the loneliness, the betrayal, the happiness stripped from his life. It all turns into darkness and evil. He's in his Ecko form, and he does not have a necklace to control him. His evil self beckons all the shadows around him into his body, into his soul. And that is how Chaos became Chaos.

      Yep, Chaos wanted revenge on Crimson PRETTY BAD for killing Rin. So Crimson fled from Chaos until the day he died. That's why Chaos wants me so bad. He knows I am a descendant of him (even though I'm not in reality). Do you understand now? If not, READ IT AGAIN. Yes, I do know that it may be confusing, but you'll figure it out one day. 

     DUDE that took way too long to type! I've gotta do homework...not again. I procrastinate on homework and on writing. That isn't a good sign. Well, I hope you now know something that you didn't know before.

                                   I WILL BE BACK SO YOU'D BETTER BE READY!

I need to stop procrastinating!

     I HAVE TO GET THE OUTLINE DONE! It's bugging me so much! I need to stop procrastinating...and that's what I'm doing right now. AGSFHDFIREUDAKSJFLAKIRKURE!
     BUT I have figured out each of my characters goals. Which is a good thing, because at first I wanted to skip that. BUT I did it! Just barely though...
     Yesh, I know I should tell you. Sooo...yeah.
Raine: Regain memories
Evan: To get Greyson back/defeat Misusers/protect Raine
Greyson: Be free, not be mistaken as Evan/be loved by Raine
Willow: Not be seen as a monster/defeat Misusers
Noah: Be loved by Willow/defeat Misusers
Moe: Be fearless/defeat Misusers
Faith & Hope: defeat Misusers/protect ones they love
Zadira: Know parents/freedom
NOTE: Every character except for Greyson and Zadira want to defeat Chaos.
     Yeah I know, you're wondering what a 'Misuser' is. WELL FIGURE IT OUT ON YOUR OWN! Just Kidding. Alright, this might take a bit of time to type. Oh yeah...I haven't told about a Pulse either...I'll have to explain that too(this may get a little confusing). SO first of all, a Misuser is pretty self-explanatory. They are people who know that they are Eckos (spirit animal, I'll explain after this.) but choose not to use the privilege wisely. Instead, they use it for their own selfish purposes for power and all that stuff. So in other words, they're not very nice. Especially to those in the Ecko forms. Ecko forms are known (by the Ecko Organization) groups of people who know that they are Eckos (My form is Ecko Form #25). Misusers are not identified in any group, and must be eliminated (memory erased of Ecko stuff). Ecko forms are instructed to 'eliminate' all Misusers.
     A Pulse is two Eckos joined together in spirit. They become one, and do the same actions. They are more powerful, and bigger too. Their weapons joined together as well, making a different weapon. They are as tall as a three-story house, so it's not THAT tall as you'd probably think. They look like robots...kind of. Well, to get what I'm trying to say, you'll probably have to see one...

     ...or a couple. AS you can tell, they're all different. And they all can become different by switching people. It gets pretty fun mixing around my characters to create new Pulses. When they transform into this, they 'pulse' or they 'pulsed' or they're 'pulsing'. I think the very top one is going to be Zadira and Greyson as a Pulse. The middle one...maybe Evan and I. Pretty STUNNING, huh?
     ECKOS. They are, as I said, spirit animals. Everybody has one, but only 2% of people know that they have one. Almost nobody has the same combination as someone else: different weapon, different animal, different powers, different um...outfits. Their hair/eyes can change due to their animal. When you become your Ecko, you have that animal's tail and ears (if they have them, that is). The animal, power, and weapon is determined by your personality and such. I'm still not sure how you figure out you have one...but when you do, it is notified to the Ecko Organization, and you receive a necklace with a symbol that represents your Ecko that helps to keep you from going out of control (and that's going to come back in the story...). WELL I think I've explained enough for now about them...you're just going to have to figure out what Eckos my characters are when you read the book. 
     There was just one more thing that I wanted to say. I typed up an interview with my characters, which helps to know them better. And if you've heard enough about them, DEAL WITH IT. And I made the years a little bit older than they are right now, because when I'm done with it, that may be my age.


 RAINE (ME)

Full Name? Raine Ciera Emery
Nickname? I don’t know if I have one.
Gender? Wait – you really don’t know?
Age? 15
Birthday? May 24
Height? 5’3 and not the tallest.
Weight? 107…wait what?
Hair Color/Length/Style? It’s auburn…what about yours?
Skin Tone? I’ve been told that it’s olive or something like that.
Personality? It would take too long to describe.
Strength? YOUR MOM. Ha I’m joking.
Weaknesses? Don’t you have something better to do…?
Eye Color? Green. So why do you need to know?
Friends? Certain people that don’t annoy me…*cough* not you.
Family? Well I’m in one.
Enemies? I don’t have any enemies…there are just some people that annoy me.
Love Interest? WTF (What The Fudge)?
Hobbies? Writing, drawing, that kind of stuff.
Likes? I think you can figure that one out.
Dislikes? All I can think of right now is personal questions (LIKE THESE).
Favorite Color(s)? Silver and green. Can I go to the bathroom now?
 

EVAN
Full Name? Evan Lucas Stone
Nickname? Not quite sure.
Gender? I’m a guy – trust me.
Age? 16
Birthday? November 10^th
Height? 5’8
Weight? 139
Hair Color/Length/Style? What? You think I’m Medusa?
Skin Tone?  *sniffs air* It smells like mozzarella in here. 
Personality? *stares at blank wall to right* Nice wall…
Strength? Wait—I wasn’t listening.
Weaknesses? Okay, I’m lost at where you’re getting at.
Eye Color? Why am I here again?
Friends? OH, I have a lot.
Family? I have a younger twin. He’s so grown up!
Enemies? Well, Chaos, duh.
Love Interest? That will be kept a secret.
Hobbies? Piano is fun. So is cooking, especially when the food bursts into flames.
Likes? Frolicking through flowers.
Dislikes? I don’t like cranberries. Ew.
Favorite Color(s)? Green is cool.

WILLOW
Full Name? Willow Faye Pierce
Nickname? Will…I think
Gender? Are you THAT stupid?
Age? 15
Birthday? January 7^th
Height? 5’5
Weight? 121…this is bugging me.
Hair Color/Length/Style? It’s a layered black bob, and you’re starting to get on my nerves.
Skin Tone? I’m white.
Personality? I have split personalities.
Strength? I’m not answering that.
Weaknesses? You know what? You’re an IDIOT.
Eye Color? Why do YOU need to KNOW this?
Friends? You know, I don’t like personal questions.
Family? I’m just going to ignore you.
Enemies? WELL it’s quite obvious, you’ve made my enemy list.
Love Interest? *pulls out hammer* THAT’S THE MOST RETARDED QUESTION I’VE EVER HEARD!
Hobbies? WHO IS ASKING THESE QUESTIONS?!
Likes? *starts breaking innocent objects with hammer*
Dislikes? YOU…WILL…DIE…
Favorite Color(s)? Oh, that I can answer. *stops and puts away hammer* Purple.

NOAH
Full Name? Noah Richard Ray
Nickname? Willow calls me a Twinkie.
Gender? I’m a male…
Age? 16
Birthday? September 27th
Height? 5’10
Weight? 146
Hair Color/Length/Style? It’s a dirty blonde. But don’t get me wrong, I’m NOT dirty.
Skin Tone? Both my parents are Caucasian.
Personality? I’ve been described as intelligent.
Strength? Evan says my ‘smartness’ is my strength.
Weaknesses? As you know, I’m smart, which means I’m not that stupid to answer this question.
Eye Color? Light brown
Friends? Willow, Evan, Raine, Moe, Faith, Hope…
Family? I’m afraid I don’t know you well enough to tell you.
Enemies? Is this necessary?
Love Interest? Willow Pierce. By the way, how did she take the interview?
Hobbies? Reading interests me.
Likes? There’s a lot of things.
Dislikes?  You need to know because…?
Favorite Color(s)? I’d have to say red.

MOE:
Full Name? Elmo Fields
Nickname? Moe! I’d rather go by that.
Gender? I’m a boy.
Age? I’m 16, although I don’t look like it.
Birthday? August 1^st
Height? I’m 4’7…J
Weight? I’m 95 pounds
Hair Color/Length/Style? I’m a blondie! But that doesn’t mean I’m stupid…
Skin Tone? *distracted playing with stuffed bunny*
Personality? I like to be happy if that’s what you are asking.
Strength? Um…I should ask someone about that first.
Weaknesses? Huh?
Eye Color? Brown. Just like…chocolate.
Friends? Raine, Evan, Willow, Noah, Faith, and Hope are all my friends!
Family? I have a Mommy and a Daddy and…yeah!
Enemies? I have enemies?
Love Interest? My stuffed Bunny, Chubbies! ^_^
Hobbies? Does eating sweets count?
Likes? Cakes! And cookies! Anything yummy!
Dislikes? Hmmm…I don’t like the dark.
Favorite Color(s)? I like pink and yellow. They make me happy and fuzzy inside.

FAITH & HOPE
Full Name? Faith and Hope Avery
Nickname? *shrugs*
Gender? You serious?
Age? 15
Birthday? April 14^th
Height? We’re giants.
Weight? How much do you weigh?
Hair Color/Length/Style? Piggy tails.
Skin Tone? We’re BLUE.
Personality? What, you don’t see it?
Strength? …this is funny.
Weaknesses? You amuse us.
Eye Color? Guess.
Friends? I wonder who this person is.
Family? *looks at each other*
Enemies? Who do you think?
Love Interest? You make us laugh.
Hobbies? Pranks.
Likes? Not you.
Dislikes? These questions.
Favorite Color(s)? Rainbow. It’s a color.

GREYSON
Full Name? Greyson Collin Stone
Nickname? Don’t know, don’t care.
Gender? I’m a guy if you didn’t notice by the name.
Age? 16
Birthday? November 10^th
Height? 5’8
Weight? 140
Hair Color/Length/Style? I have black hair…
Skin Tone? It’s a color.
Personality? You can figure it out.
Strength? Feh.
Weaknesses? Like I’m going to tell you.
Eye Color? Blue 
Friends? Hmmmm…
Family? Go ask Evan.
Enemies? My twin.
Love Interest? Raine.
Hobbies? I like photography.
Likes? Fighting, photography, Chaos.
Dislikes? Yellow, it’s too bright.
Favorite Color(s)? Black and Red, I guess.

ZADIRA

Full Name? Zadira Christine Knight.
Nickname? Don’t have one.
Gender? I’m female, duh.
Age? Fifteen. Why?
Birthday? February 6th
Height? 5’6
Weight? 126…
Hair Color/Length/Style? I’m blonde. My hair is longer than Raine’s. HA
Skin Tone? Um…white?
Personality? Well…
Strength? My looks, of course.
Weaknesses? I’m not telling…
Eye Color? My eyes are blue and amazing.
Friends? Does Chaos count?
Family? I don’t know…
Enemies? That little Raine.
Love Interest? EVAN MY LOVE!
Hobbies? Swimming
Likes? Evan! ME! Oh, and Chaos.
Dislikes? Raine. Hate her. Oh, and anything gross.
Favorite Color(s)? Blue, like my eyes.

     That pretty much sums up all I wanted to say. WAIT...

I also wanted to say:

HI JONAFINIGAN! HOW'S IT GOING DOWN IN HONDURAS? YESH, I SHALL LET YOU READ MY STORY ONCE I'M DONE WITH IT. YUP.

     If you don't know who I'm talking to, you can ignore it, because you might not know me if you don't know who that person is.

     No more words are coming out of me, so it's time to say TOODLES.

     IT IS SNOWING! Yay! I am rejoicing at the moment. That means that Christmas isn't too far away...and Thanksgiving, of course. 
     So I was reading stories that I wrote when I was in Elementary just a minute ago, and I could not stop laughing my head off. I started to think I would pee my pants from laughing hard enough. Ha ha...the pictures I drew...good times, good times. 
     Okay, so I am very happy to announce that I have figured out the CLIMAX. Wow, it took  me some time to figure that one out! And it isn't some boring battle where the good guys ALWAYS win. No, I got more creative than that. Thanks Emma for making my brain work!
     But there is one other thing I need to figure out: the events that lead to that brilliant climax. Like I said in my last post, I have a ton of ideas, I just don't know where to place them. C'mon brain, THINK! You know, process things -- that kind of stuff.
     The snowflakes are so big they look like flying marshmallows O_O...SWEET! I might have to go outside to taste one and make sure that they are actually snowflakes. Hmmm...flying marshmallows...I'll have my brother invent that one day. 
      That last paragraph was off topic. Well, I didn't exactly write it, my inner five-year-old   did. And yes, I am very proud to have a five year old inside of me, or else I'd be boring and dull, like a lot of the adults are. Not EVERY adult, but just those adults...(if you know what I mean). If you know me quite fairly well, you also know my inner five year old as well. 
      Since I have nothing else to say, I'll give you the first couple of sentences from what I have of my book (which is almost two pages...) :

Once upon a time, there was a secret.

                A secret no man could have ever imagined before it was known.

                A secret that could destroy anything in this known life.

                A secret that ninety-eight percent of the population had no clue about.

                A secret that I knew.

                I sound pretty serious, don’t I?

                Serious, anxious, and ready for a fight.

                Well, not exactly ready…




       Cool! It's in the exact same font I chose! And yes, I do have more. It's only a couple paragraphs though, and I'm not sure I even want those paragraphs. Well, what do you think? Intriguing, huh? It is to me. If you gave me a book that said something like this, I'd either have a strong desire to read more, or I'd think that the author copied my work and protest...
      Not too long ago I went Google searching for some pictures that I could use for my story. I found a LOT, but most of them are for inspiration. I'll show you a couple because, who knows? You could use them if you're writing a story as well. Here are some of my favorites:

     So many stories I could create from these! GAH! And so many possibilities that could happen throughout Unspoken Words(my book title). Well, I'll leave these pictures for you to find stories for. HAVE FUN WITH THEM! 
                                                     Toodles!

Lost post, outline, and...yeah.

     ARE YOU SERIOUS????!!! I typed AT LEAST 20 paragraphs, about to press the publish button, and accidentally clicked on a picture and *POOF*! Everything was GONE! NOOOOOOO! I worked so hard to type what was left in my empty head. Gosh dang it stupid -insert bad word here- !
     WELL that's my word of advice -- don't mess around with any pictures you inserted. Especially when you spent a while typing a whole freaking giant of text.
     *Ahem*...and sadly I do not remember what I typed in my lost post that is now floating somewhere in La La Land. But...I do remember that I was talking about my story and how I wish to write it as soon as I get the outline done. The outline has been haunting me for a while now, because this is probably the first time I've ever actually decided to plan out the story. The other stories, well, I winged it, and I now see where that's gotten me.
     So at the moment that blank piece of paper is staring at me with demanding eyes. I am afraid to write on it, because I fear that it will bite my hand off. Ha Ha just kidding, it's only a piece of paper. But it still intimidates me somewhat.
     I have ideas for some of the scenes, but I'm not sure that they'll fit in the story, or I am not sure I even want them in the story. Which all leads up to the CLIMAX. Which is really sad because I do not even have an idea for the climax.
     I am in pretty bad shape, aren't I? I've been thinking about this for MONTHS. And still no climax. I started to lean toward the battle with Chaos, because I had nothing else coming. But Emma said that it shouldn't be a battle. Rather, something with Chaos, but not a battle with Chaos. This has me thinking, but still nothing yet. But thanks in advance, Emma, when I do FINALLY come up with something.
      Ideas: I've got a ton of them, but it's like putting a 1000 piece puzzle together, making the outline. Whereas the climax is finding that last piece of the puzzle that you seemed to drop into the midst of La La Land (with my lost post draft!). That's how they present themselves to me as. But it's fun; thinking of ideas, creating the possibilities, going with whatever YOU want. Yeah, good stuff. I enjoy writing.
     That outline is still staring at me, still blank. I've got the title written down, Unspoken Words, and the first thing that happens, but other than that, nothing. Grrrr...I need to stop procrastinating! That is, if I am. 
     I will update you on my progress (if I actually DO progress with this brain), and if I create anything new. *Sigh* I need to start writing and actually FINISH a book! This one book that I've gotten so excited about needs to be finished. For sure. Yes. I will do the best I can. If I can. But can I? I can but. I but can. Can I but? Can but I? Okay I really need to stop doing that.
     But one thing I can blame my slowness on is school. That dreaded place where they force you to do things you hate to do, and where your brain immediately shuts down after it ends. Yesh, it's all because of school. Speaking of which, I have it tomorrow. Dang it. 

Awkward shall be the word of the day...

     Yesterday was...awkward. It was a great day and all, but one little thing made me a wee bit suspicious...
     I was sitting in my Spanish class, minding my own business while watching a movie that has been repeated over every year in Spanish (By the way, I'm in Spanish 3, but still know nothing.). So I sit at a table with four people on it including me: I'm on top right, a friend who has the same name as me sits diagonally from me (bottom left), a pretty cool guy whom I'll call Teddy sits left of me, and a weird guy sits across from me whom I shall call...Melvin. 
     Melvin is fun and easy to talk to and a really good guy, don't get me wrong. But it's just that moment when he pulled out his phone when I wasn't looking, and took a picture of me 'secretly'...My friend sits right next to him, so she knows exactly what he did. Once she saw that, I looked back at her, and she said, "He took a picture of you." I made a face that looked very similar to this: O_O...what? Did a guy really think I wasn't that bad looking to take a picture of me...? 'Cause I swear his phone would shatter any minute with a picture of me on there... 
     I was in a blank stare when he responded calmly, "I didn't take a picture of you. I was texting. See?" Melvin showed me the screen of his phone, and it was indeed the texting screen which then Teddy received a text from him a few seconds later. WELL as you can probably guess I was confused. Very confused. 
     This morning during gym, I asked my same friend who saw what Melvin did what really happened, and she confirmed that he really did take a picture of me. She told me the exact details, and I believed her, because, who am I going to trust? A weird kid that possibly lied to me? Or a friend that I've known for a while and wouldn't joke about that kind of stuff?
     Right. And I guess it got around because she told some of her friends. Just some. In seminary, a girl that I barely know turned around and said with a smile, "So I guess you have a new stalker," The first thought that came up was, Wait -- new stalker? I have OTHER stalkers?! But then I replied, "I guess so..." and the people around me wouldn't stop staring at me after that. It was a very awkward seminary class.
     They made a huge deal for a few seconds worth of Spanish. Well, at least my life is getting a teensy bit more interesting. I can't imagine what tomorrow will be like...
     Oh yeah, I forgot to announce that I SARA HAVE BEAT MELVIN IN AN ARM WRESTLE because I'm that cool. Ha ha, that remind me of this picture:

     Yup, that's me right there. 

     So I am proud to say that I found pictures for ALL my main characters. The other not-as-important characters aren't...as important. Well, I guess I should show you them:

  EVAN

 FAITH AND HOPE

MOE

NOAH

WILLOW

                               ZADIRA

GREYSON

     Note: I DO NOT OWN THESE PICTURES. I found them off of Google (the place where you ALWAYS find stuff).

    Well, I showed you them. Happy? You should be. Because I'm glad I finally ordered those pictures right. They were EVERYWHERE...

     That's all that I have to say now...I have to get back to those dang current events due tomorrow. Geez, have some sympathy for us you demanding, heartless, insane teacher!  ....I didn't say that. But it's true...I think my geography teacher is going to live in an asylum one day (if he doesn't die, that is). And I didn't say that either, okay? 

Just some random stuff...

     You know how you sometimes just feel this urge to write something after thinking of a couple of words? That's what happened to me yesterday. If you're a writer, you probably know what I'm talking about. 
    So yesterday I kept on thinking of the words 'I love you' and I hate you' (How I got thinking of that, I don't know myself). Then the words popped into my head: 'I was you'. I was babysitting my siblings and hula hooping at that time (for some reason...), and I think my brothers saw the lightbulb pop out of nowhere. That's probably why they gave me that strange look.
     I dropped my hula hoop (well, not completely), and ran upstairs to type something including those words on my computer (which I am using right now). It took me a minute or two to actually start writing something. I didn't know what I was writing exactly, but it seemed to turn out into a good introduction to a story. It's only one page, even after thirty minutes of writing it.
     I wasn't very sure if I wanted to post this, because it wasn't very 'good'. But after I showed my mom, I felt like I should. So, I'm going to use the usual 'copy' and 'paste' thing from Word to here. Just to remind you, THIS IS NOT PART OF THE STORY I PLAN TO WRITE. And yes, you may become very confused with this. Just FYI.

“You’ve got it all wrong,” she told me. “I am you.”

            The words stung me like acid. I became speechless. She saw me freeze, and her eyes softened.

            “It was nice meeting myself, actually,” she expressed, looking upward with her hazel eyes. We have always been looked like each other, but we’d never guess it meant we were each other. Well, I wouldn’t have.

            Her smile didn’t show her teeth, just the perfectly formed pink lips. Her long golden hair whipped in the wind as she stepped back. “I’ve told you too much,” she said in her sweetest voice.

A look of dismay crossed my face, and I stretched out my hand to try to reach her. She kept stepping back, inch by inch. And that’s when I noticed. She was leaving. My own self was leaving me. Just like everybody else here did.

            “No,” I whimpered like a little child. “Don’t…go,” I struggled to find words.

            The smile never left her face.

            She hesitated to speak in those last moments. “I…” she stopped to find the right words. “…was you.”

            A strong wind  blew through the vast field, and I became desperate for her to stay. She was a mere ten feet away from me, and I grabbed my last chance. I raced forward, my right hand outstretched, hot tears starting to drip off my cheeks. She did the thing that I was always afraid of – she let her large angelic white wings loose, some feathers falling into the grasp of the wind.

            I had only seen her wings twice, but I already knew I didn’t want them there. The first time I saw them, I knew she would leave me with them somehow. And now this is how it’s going to happen. She gave one final wave while my legs pushed me farther into her direction.

            In one beat of her wings, she shot into the sky like a rocket, and left a cloud of memories in the wind. And she…was gone. I immediately halted, and all that was left was my memories. My memories, and the disbelief that I left myself.

           

But then it reached me – If I’m her…then doesn’t that mean…I am different like her?

The thought scrambled in my head for an answer. I couldn’t take my eyes off the colorless sky; I would wait for her to return. I quietly promised myself I would wait.

            But a silent voice told me that it was only the beginning of a very long lonesome. 

     So...that's all I've got for now. I guess it could mix in with what I'm writing...but I'll figure that out later. This is VERY rough if you haven't noticed, and I might change a few things. 

     LIGHTBULB! I just had an amazing idea! Okay, so to fully understand my story, I'm going to write how Chaos came to be (If you don't know who that is, check my last post). This point of view may connect to Damien (Chaos)...and that's all I've got. 

     I also wanted to show you pictures of Chaos:

     COOL HUH? The first two are in his evil state, as in the present. The last one ^ is of Damien becoming The Dark Lord or Chaos (which oddly looks a lot like Spiderman...). He's got those eyes that see right through you. I want them to stay like that. It's cooler that way.

      I am not sure yet on why he grew up to be this way, but it'll come soon. I'm planning to work on it as soon as I'm done with this post. And I'll have to work FAST, because I don't have a lot of time...

      But you've got to admit, it's pretty cool beans, right?