bluegirl1997

Chapter 1 So this whole writing things down is very new to me. Before I never even kept a journal, or at least not for an extended length of time, but i realized that in this messed world where you have a million chances to die each day, it can be easy to forget. If I die I want something to be left behind, something that I can be remembered by, not to disappear into the eternal void mot leaving a single trace of my existence.   The day that everything metaphorically hit the fan is foggy and distant in my mind. I only remember bits and pieces. I guess i am lucky that i am spared the blood and gore and  straight out despair that most rememb

 I struggled up the hill with the water pail yoke on my shoulders to wash the floors of Austria’s house. I stopped for a second to rest a bit and catch my breath. Around was a beautiful day the birds were singing merrily building their nests, various critters were crawling around after being cooped up in their dens during hibernation. Slowly my eyes strayed to that gate, the place where Holy Rome left, I can still remember the exact words he had spoken to me. I started to feel a slight pain in my heart; perhaps he took a piece of me when he left to go and fight the war with his brother, Prussia. It has been a long time since he left, I

You may have found this book in the fantasy part of some bookstore somewhere but what you are about to read is completely true. I always dreamed about having an epic adventure, but eventually I forced myself to be more realistic and come down from the happy dreamy place of my childhood. Then I finally had the adventure I always dreamed about, but it was not as glorious as I thought it would be. My day started out good, I went to the movie with a friend, packed some of my house to move, and was about to leave again. I was walking out when I saw him. There on my lawn was I guy that I had not seen in years. He had gotten taller and more m

The sun was setting as Roxas looked out with Twilight town lying below him bathed in a red light. He hoped that Robin would get there in time. He had a plan all worked out. But almost for sure, it would go to the wind as soon as her saw her. He heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs leading to the top of the tower, turning around he saw her. Her long curly hair was braided down her back, reaching her waist. She was wearing a plain orange tee-shirt and jeans, a bag slung over her shoulder. It looked very different from her normal school uniform of a white button down and plaid skirt. In her hand, she was holding two ice cream pops. Jus

 It always started the same. I was standing in a meadow with beautiful flowers blanketing the ground with bright colors. The sun casted a warm glow onto everything, making the changing autumn leaves warm and rich with colors of red and gold. On the far side of the meadow ran a little steam that gurgled as it flowed by. The water was so clear that I could see all the fish swim in it. Grazing in the meadow was also a herd of deer, the does were takeing care of the fawns and the stags were in a loose circle around the does and fawns keeping an eye on the forest around them. As I looked around some more I would notice the small path d