More Writing

Hi Guys
and welcome back to me actually writing for once
 

ok so today's writing is based on Halsey's album Hopeless Fountain Kingdom (yes I know I'm trash) but it's only loosely. I am gonna make it different once I keep writing. just letting everyone know THIS IS NOT FINISHED so yeah enjoy ill probably write more later. this also this doesn't have a name so any suggestions would be really great. and the last thing is I used this really great website for the name of one of the characters I'm gonna link that here http://www.fantasynamegenerators.com/futuristic-names.php so let's get on with it shall we

“Alex, Alex wake up you have to go”I'm shaken awake by Maelana. I wipe my eyes groggy from sleep and push myself out of the makeshift bed I was sleeping in. still half asleep  “ what is it Mae” my voice crackles with lack of rest. I was up all night worrying again. She pulls me to my feet panic raking her voice “ you have to go there here” I jolt awake suddenly hearing the chaos around me. they've found me. I pull my boots on and grab the few belongings I still have from beside the bed. Maelana throws a hooded cloak at me. We don't talk there's no time. I step out into the chaos keeping my head down. The warehouse is filled with guards. They drag people into containment units separating children from their parents there collecting. A gunshot rings through the cries and a man stumbles back falling at my feet. I kneel down trying to help him but it's already too late “I'm sorry “ my voice is barely a whisper. this is my fault I brought them here. I step back my hands shaking. a child screams for her dada. This isn't right I'm not worth this. It's not fair that the people who had accepted me who had clothed me and feed me who had protected me like there own family should die not for this. I breathe in my whole body shaking “stop” the guard's freeze in progress their fingers twitching waiting for someone to make a wrong move. I stare at the people who for the past month had been family to me. They shake their heads every person trying to stop me. it isn't worth it I'm not worth it. A buff man walks up to me. he's about a head taller than me and clad in pure white. His hair greying at the edges his face is twisted and scared as he smirks at me. “Well hello, their little miss righteous. What do you want?”
“These people are innocent leave them alone “
“ the bold words coming from such a little girl now let's see whats under that cloak huh” he goes to pull off my hood. a thawk rings through the crowd as I slap his hand away glaring at him.
“ now that not very nice is it” his word come through gritted teeth “now how about we take that hood of sweety“  I pull the cloak off in one swift movement throwing it to the ground. His face changes to a devilish grin “ ahh Alex what a nice surprise I thought we'd find you here

finally writing again

Hi Guys
and welcome back to my blog its been a while. we've has been doing creative writing in school again
 

so I wrote this I guess its based on all that she can see by Carrie Hope Fletcher loosely (although I should really get around to posting my amazing fanfic for that) and an old idea I wrote a story for but never ended up posting. so yeah it's not really got a tittle so if you've got any suggestions please tell me so umm let's get into this




It was a cold and cloudy day the first time it happened . this time I was prepared as is stumbled into an alleyway away from questions and prying eyes just before consciousness left me. The world melted away around me as the cold fingers of sadness raked up my spine. The thing came into view smiling it teeth to sharp its tongue blood red as if all the blood out of every human had been taken and placed there. as if it had killed. It long needle-like talons beckon me forward I don't resist it's easier that way. I stand in front of it as it's hand slips onto my shoulder holding just a little too tight. I close my eyes no use in struggling now. When I open my eyes I watch the movie play out in front of me. A brother and sister fooling around climbing a tree. He's higher than her and laughing racing her to the top he's older and taller it no surprise that he gets further than her. She sits on the branch below pouting fiddling with his foot. I watch her expression change and suddenly she pushes his foot upwards he loses his balance and that's it. The girl and I watch in matching horror as the boy falls screaming hitting branches. The sound of things snapping fill the air as time slows down and something tells me they don't all belong to branches. A thump echo's though me and suddenly silence. The scene cuts to the girl and others standing soaked in rain dressed in black. While some people cry the girl stares into space her eyes empty.

 Everything fades back to now. My breathing shakes as shivers rack my body. She had been 6. I breathed out as the weight settled into my shoulders joining the rest of them. I Push myself up. no sense in staying here. I rejoin the crowd. Dodging through the sea of people each and every one of them a possible threat. I pass the little girl on the way to my apartment. Before she had been quiet her smile dull and fake now light seemed to dance in her eyes, her smile radiating warmth as every child,s should. There was no doubt she still remembered, still felt bad, still missed him. but for a little while, she was able to be a kid again. She looks up at me and I realize I've been staring I give her a small smile and continue into my apartment.

I flop down onto my bed and sighed. I had to be careful with my “gift ” as my grandma had called it she was the only one I had ever told,  she knew all my secrets she had protected me in a way. Now she was gone I was alone with my secrets, carrying not only pieces of other people's grief guilt loneliness and fear but my own. Whether it was a gift or curse it always tired me out. I pulled my covers over myself not bothering to change into pyjamas and close my eyes as sleep takes me.
I wake up with the same old feeling of heaviness. Forcing myself out of bed as I've done since I was 13. back when the visions started. I had brushed hands with the notorious school bully only to find out that he had been verbally abused by his parents since he was 3. I had fainted in the cafeteria and had been sent home. Over the course of 2 months, this happened over and over until my parents took me to the doctors only to discover there was seemingly nothing wrong. after a while, I figured out how to work my gift and even how to hold off the fainting for about 20 minutes.

I pull myself back into the present as I arrive at my job. I work as a secretary for a contract loaner shredding paper and stamping document it is dull but safe and means I don't need to interact with people all that often so it's ok. As I walk in my boss pulls me aside “listen whatever your name is i need you to escort our customer” he gestures to a woman sitting in one of the plush red sofas she is casual and doesn't fit into the setting “to an upstairs room” I nod fast and start to leave when he adds “ oh and don't screw it up” his voice stings like vinegar in a paper cut but I know he doesn't mean it. he's scared. He has been fighting with his wife for months now. They love each other and don't mean it they're just worried about the disabled son. They both want to protect him and can agree on how.

 I walk over to the woman “excuse me miss I must escort you to one of our upstairs room”
“Of course” her voice is warm, calming and drips with kindness like honey from a full beehive. As I walk with her I catch her watching me. I reach the door to the room I have been told to take her and unlock it. But before she goes into the room she turns to me and asks “what is your name?”  I half panic and blurt out
“Nova Carrigan Miss.yours?”
She smiles at me radiant as the setting sun “ Cherry, Cherry Redgrave”

 bye yall

Hair

Hi Guys
Ok so on thursday i'm getting my hair cut short like Halsey short I am really excited however I realized something very cool today.  I'm getting it done on the same day as Halsey's new album hopeless fountain is released ! I am very excited for both and can't wait to buy her  album as I already love the 3 she's already released and of course Badlands !
anyway I'll keep you updated and hopefully post a pic of my new hair.

Bye

Good Reads

Hi Guys
I know I haven't posted in awhile (sorry) however today I got a goodreads account here's my link later on i'll go and rate more books and stuff but anyway here's the link
MeMyself&RandomStuff

I have a really important and great post coming up so get excited
and .
Bye

just a quick post

Hi Guys

I know I haven't posted for a week or so and haven't posted any story writing for over a month so here's both, it just a few sentences long since it was kind for an English assignment I was supposed to be planning but yeah. My prompt was 

“He’s right behind me isn’t he?”

“Actually he’s right in front of you “

Which is actually one of those kill the cliché prompts which I love so yeah. Um I’m going to leave the link to my Pinterest and my writing prompts board down below and without further ado here is my story.

“He’s right behind me isn’t he?”

“Actually he’s right in front of you “

My eyes scan the hall way looking for a dark shadow something when suddenly i realize what he meant. I stare at him suddenly seeing the abnormalities i had ignored before the dark rings under his eyes massive pupils…..

Anyways Bye

P.S if you have any name suggestions they would be much appreciated

https://au.pinterest.com/dodobuckler/

https://au.pinterest.com/dodobuckler/writeing-prompts/

Not So Original Murder

Hi

Just before I start I wanted to say a couple of things about this story. To start off  if this was a movie it would at least be rated M if not MA so like I said in my previous post if you are under 13 please check with your parents before reading this. The other thing is this story is kind of open ended because I not quite sure if it is finished or not, I didn't get any comments back from my quick question post so I’m just kind of assuming that you guys don't really care to much whether they are finished or not.  Also today I am going to post a new section on my website which will be for any questions you might have about me or my stories.  So yeah that will be up soon hopefully. Just before I finish I wanted to tell you guys that I actually got the prompt for this story on Pinterest (if you want to follow me on Pinterest my name is Zoe Everdeen) so here the picture I got the prompt from.

 

Yeah that's about it for this post. As always I’m open to any feedback and without further ado scroll on to read Not So Original Murder  

Not So Original Murder 

It is 12 o'clock at night and you swear you can hear someone in the kitchen yet you are home alone. Quietly as possible you slip out of bed careful not to make it squeak. Silently you walk down the hall the only sound your bare feet padding across the ground. You can now see that the light is on in the kitchen your heart races as you call out “hello” your voice echoes down the hall

“I’m in the kitchen want a sandwich?” you jump about a mile high there really is someone in your Kitchen. Nervously you pad in a girl is sitting at your bench carefully making a sandwich for herself. As you walk in she turns to look at you smiling. You swear you know her face from somewhere you just can't place it. She smiles at you “so do you want on or not?” You can do nothing but nod she collects some things from your pantry and begins.  As she makes it you can’t help but notice that her fingers are stained with blood. You start to panic why the hell as her fingers stained with blood? She turns around to face you smiling. You panic almost yelling at her    “actually no I’m not hungry”. The smile leaves her face  

“OK then” she say through gritted teeth thrusting her hand into her pocket. “What a waste I made it just for you”

“What-what was in it?”  You say your voice trembling.

“Oh you know the usual ham, cheese, tomato, cucumber, poison to ” suddenly she flings her body at you pushing you to the wall and drawing a long kitchen style knife out of here pocket. Quickly she pushes the knife into your neck. A quick Simple death your vision blurs as you stumble over. That when you remember where you know her face from. All the wanted signs pasted around the block.