I am writing this with my new phone

Okay so I'm just saying this with my mouth and so I can say my store and my phone so will see how goes.
       Once upon a time does a young child. She was named kerala. Her elder sister, Cartna, was very much insane. She talked in her sleep and to birds and she sang songs in a language she didn't know. Many paople pitied her but many also feared and loathed her for her difference. She was naive to those who disliked her and she lived her life happily in her own bubble of ease. Kerala did not enjoy being related to such a nut. She very much wished her sister was no longer alive.
       Kerala was not actually the youngest bee in the hive. She was 14 years of age. She was liked by her peers and was a very popular girl at school. At least, she was popular with the students who were also popular. The losers didn't like people like Kerala. They could see the evil inside of them, their murderous sides. Kerala seemed to be a particularly uber homocidal person.
        Kerala knew that if she was to get to the top, then she would have to do something with cartna. She had an idea to abandon her sister, nearly dead, outside the city. The day she planned to set her plan into action was on her mothers birthday. She planned this because she knew her mother would be occupied and not able to stop it.

        Okay you need to add to the story! This is a group story!

Bookclub 2

So, as I said previously I want to have a bookclub. And I think I'll start it this December. so unless somebody gives me a suggestion then I'm choosing. Mwahaha!

Bookclub

Hey, is anyone interested in having a bookclub? Like, a real one where we read and discuss books? We could meet once a month at some ones house and talk and have a treat. And we'll need suggestions for books. And we can do activities pertaining to the book. And if you want you could invite your friend. Well, comment!

Something Wicked

Preface:

"Is she stable?" the woman in black asked.

"Barely. She's about to dip into the yellow zone." the doctor gruffly replied.

The woman and the doctor's eyes were glued to the monitor, scanning for any sign of movement or change. The room was silent, so much that you could hear the buzz of the lights, and the drops of cold sweat falling to the concrete floor. The room was very dark, except for little beams of light from the monitors and small lamps. The only ones in there were the woman and the doctor, and the patient, who's unconscious, on a metal table.

She was thin, and fair skinned. Her very long dirty blonde hair fell over the table, and her turquoise eyes were hidden behind her eyelids. She seemed tall for her age, being in the mid-teens.

The woman in black started pacing. She, the doctor, and the monitor were outside of the girl's square, one-way glass, chamber. "Has she left the real realm yet?" the woman asked skeptically.

"Not yet. She still has to journey through the middle realm." the doctor replied.

The woman grunted, and then went back to pacing. The girl's statistics on the monitor were normal, and remained normal for two more hours. Absolutely nothing changed. The woman was still pacing, the doctor still watching, and the monitor still buzzing.

Then the woman got impatient and exclaimed, "She is taking way too long. A normal keeper would only take half an hour. This one is taking four times that."

"She hasn't had any training at all. She's traumatized, which is normal, but she's more rebellious than normal this time." said the doctor.

"How so?"

"She's trying to find her way back to the real realm, but it's not possible, so she's completely lost." the doctor answered.

"But aren't all of them like that at first? This one is being too slow." the woman said very impatiently.

"Give her some time. Every keeper has their own time." the doctor said, trying to calm the woman down.

The woman huffed, and then walked to the glass, and just stared at the girl. Thirty minutes passed, and then the woman asked again, "How much more time?"

"Approximately an hour."

The woman then cracked. She stomped her foot, and left a crack on the floor. "That is it!" She then walked briskly into the chamber. The doctor stood up and shouted, "No! She's not stable! She'll drop into the critical zone! Don't lose control again, Samara!"

The woman grasped the girls head and chanted a few words. The woman then took a step back. The girl on the table was then lifted in the air and hovered, as a ring of light circled around her. It gradually got brighter and brighter. Soon it got so bright, that it could blind a normal person.

The woman laughed in awe, while the doctor frantically yelled to stop. The woman then whispered, "Welcome to the shadow realm, Keeper..."

But right as the woman said her name, the girl's eyes opened...

caili:

To start a story you ought to start in the beginning. The “beginning” happened about nine years before and I don’t remember it whatsoever. The first day of school is a great starting point; it marks a new year of school so I’ll just start there. It was August 25^th and I was starting eighth grade.

I would be the girl a total of nine times but this wasn’t one of them. I’d gone to the same middle school for the past two years. Both were amazing but I planned to make this year the best yet.

Then I walked in and I saw him.

I hadn’t seen him in nine years but he wasn’t the sort of person you’d forget. He wasn’t a little boy cute like he was in first grade. But the change wasn’t bad. He was actually decent looking, not to mention much taller than before. But that didn’t change the fact that he still had the same tan skin, long hair, and teasing, slightly arrogant smile. I recognized him right away.

He noticed me staring and smiled. I quickly looked away, and walked to the opposite end of the classroom.

I’d known he was coming, I’d expected it. But I hadn’t expected him to be anything like that. That was not how he was! Dorky, little and smiling-- that’s what he was supposed to be like. Not all “cool” with his dumb Justin Bieber hair giving girls like me Aren’t-I-cute? smile.

I could feel his eyes on me and willed myself not to return his gaze. He recognized me too.

As he should! But that fact just made my stomach squirm even more.

The bell rang and I ordered myself not to spend another second thinking about how completely wrong it was that he looked like a boy from a teenage girl magazine. School had started and now it was back to the routine.

I'd purposely sat as far away from him as possible but he came over and sat right behind me. The teacher came in and started talking the usual first day speech; I'm so-and-so, I grade blah blah, I enjoy yada yada.

"Hey," he whispered and poked me in the back with a pencil, "Are you Skylar Periellis?"

I didn't respond.

"Hey you!" he said again, "Are you Skylar Periellis?"

"What do you think you're doing?" I hissed, "The teacher is talking! I'm trying to learn something!"

Not that learning how many years the teacher had taught was highly useful information but still.

The bell rang again and I was up and out of my seat before anyone else. I was tasting freedom, almost to the door- When I felt his hand on my arm, pulling me back.

"What do you think you're doing?" I demanded and pulled my arm back.

"Are you Skylar Periellis?" he asked.

"I don't know you think you are but-"

"Are you?"

"Well, yes I am," I said irritably. I'd considered denying it but there wasn't any way I could really get away with that lie.

"Thought so," he said with a smile that was so typically him. "Why didn't you say hello?"

I thought of what to say. He waited for me to speak. I waited for an epiphany of sorts.

But none came. Finally, I just looked him straight in the eye and said, "Hi, I'm Skylar but..."

"You go by Sky," he interrupted, "I already know that. What? Don't pretend you don't know who I am."

I stared him down before nodding, "Yeah, I remember you Connor."

"Good, I was starting to worry," he said, "Okay, you can go now."

I raised an eyebrow. I wasn't aware that I needed his permission. But as I walked away I realized that unofficially I'd given him control of that. He was already winning. Unacceptable.

"Anyways you want it. That's the way you need it, anyway you want it."

“Anyway I want it?” I said with a half-smile.

He didn’t reply, just continued to sing.

writing assingment for Ruby THe unmarked box chapter 1: the disappearance

“Bella!”
“Yes aunt Bess?”
“Please go downstairs and get all the old boxes in the storage room.”
“What for”
“We are having a garage sale tomorrow and we need to price everything.”
“Yes aunt Bess”

I lived with my aunt Bess scince I was 7 when my parents died in a plane crash on their way home from tahiti. My parents left me a small fortune which my aunt used to buy herself a couple of “romantic” vacations with her boyfriend Fred. I am 14 years old but everyone thinks I am 10, probably because of my height and my crazy golden hair. I was used to garage sales because my aunt Bess was constantly spending on herself and never saving for anything else. I guess this was just one of those things a child has to go through at some point in their life. Poverty I mean. As I ran downstairs to grab the boxes my aunt Bess had downstairs, I remembered that years ago when my parents were still alive I had a piggy bank, inside I had saved all the money I had ever earned, this could be my chance to actually get some suitable clothes. I only had clothes my aunt could find at walmart for $3 or less, which may tell you a littl about my wardrobe at that time in my life. My best dress was a green and purple polka dotted dress which made me look like Barney the purple dinosaur, and that was my BEST outfit.

I ran downstairs and opened the box labled Bella’s old toys, I threw the box open until found what I was looking for. I opened the slot at the bottom and poured out the money. I counted seventy-eight dollars and eighty two cents. When I was six it had seemed like a lot of money but as I looked at the money I realized it was hardly anything. Nevertheless I stuffed the money in my flowered pants pocket and grabbed a box labeld “scented candles”. I carried boxes upstairs all day while aunt Bess sat on the couch eating potato chips while watching some bizzare soap operas. I cleaned, fixed, and priced everything downstairs by 8:00p.m.

“aunt Bess?”
“What!?”
“I finished getting everything ready”
“go downstairs and make sure you got everything”
“I am sure I got everything”
“Just go check”

I figured this was a hint she was giving me to leave her alone so she could talk to Fred or something like that so I headed to the basement. I was looking around the basement. I had so many fond memories here, when my parents died Aunt Bess sold her apartment and moved in to my house with me (I think it was because we payed for this house in cash and she wanted to impress Fred) over in the corner was where my dad taught me how to play softball (My aim was off and I shattered a window) underneath the stairs was a little playhouse my mom and I had tea parties in.

I went over to the playhouse and went inside. There was a lot of dust and on the table was a tea set, it was all set up.I remember the day my parents were killed, I had set up the tea set so when my parents got home we could have a tea party. I waited down there for hours, at seven o’clock at night I heard my grandmother crying upstairs. I ran up to find her sobbing on the kitchen floor with a phone in her hand. I asked her what was the matter, she handed me the phone and this is what I said:

“Hello?”
“Is this Bella” a man who was talking in a stressed but kind voice.
“yes,”
“Bella I am afraid I have some bad news.”
I didn’t say anything but kept listening
“your mom and dad are going to get home a little late”
“what do you mean? Did their plane get delayed?”
“Not exactly dear, you see your mom and dads’ s plane crashed in the ocean”
“Thats O.K. my mommy and daddy can swim.”
“Well they were trapped inside the plane and... well” he sounded as if he was about to cry
“What is the matter sir?”
“I am afraid to say that your parents didn’t make it”
“You mean they died?” I started crying
“I am so sorry Bella”
“But they have to come home they just have to”
“They can’t Bella, they can’t”
I understood why my grandmother was crying, I felt like a black hole was in my stomach and the ocean started coming out of my eyes, we cried ourselves to sleep on the kitchen floor and when we woke up the next day we cried some more. Friends and family all came over to give their condolences. My Aunt Bess never came. I stayed with my grandmother for a couple days but she also passed away. I think it was a combination of grief and old age that made her pass on, then I was sent to live with my aunt Bess.

I heard a yell from upstairs I ran up and saw an empty couch, Aunt Bess was gone.

First Chapter of Writing Assignment for Alyssa:

It's supposed to be a detective novel... still no name.

"Another one?" I asked Sunell in shock.

He solemnly nodded his head. "This one was found hanging by it's foot just outside of Grace's house. It had a red "x" painted across it's chest. It's head was wolf, body human."

"Ew." I grimaced.

"And one other thing, Vanna."

I tipped my head down, waiting for him to continue.

"Tanno's gone."

My eyes widened. Tanno couldn't possibly be gone. Probably just running around in some craters, or something.

"We found a scrap of his exform. And a smudge of blood. We tested it. It's his."

I put my hand on my forehead and walked out of the cool room, moving into the sunlight, then through the door into the outside world.

The sun burnt my flesh. It must've been well over 130 degrees today. Wow, the people who were here before us really messed this place up. I couldn't search for im in this weather. I needed to swich my moldette out for an exform. I ran across the scorched, uneven ground to my house, It was built into a hill, as were all the other houses here, to keep cool in the extreme temperatures. The were designed to save materials, water and energy by using the power of the sun, water and air themselves. And we kept them cool by using a running body of water the flowed through all of the houses.

Inside my house, I took one of my three exforms from the wall. This one was my favorite, silver and green with a complete hood. I slid it on. It was a one piece, with built in feet and gloves. The feet had toe holes and a nice hard yet thin sole. It was made of a smart fiber, so it molded to fit me, as well as adapt to the temperatures, so it was good for this weather. Moldettes were more for day to day, inside use, while exforms are good for hiking, exercise, fighting, etc. The fiber would treat wounds and patch up holes in the clothing itself.

I filled my pack with aq-curs, nu-packs, em-shots and my communicator. Then I left. I headed across the desert terrain until I was almost to the edge of the town.

"Vanna!" Someone called from behind me. I spun around. It was CaPri.

"What are you doing out here in that? You'll get fried!"

She smiled at me. "You don't think I'd let you go alone, do you?" She ran back to her home and returned in an ex-form similar to mine.

"I like Tano too, you know!"

So we set off, into the scorching sunset, hopefully to find y dear, dear friend. We searched through the trees, rocks and craters and found nothing. Occasionally we would have to stop to ward off a mutant creature with CaPri's knife, but the excitement ended there. The sun set and two of the moons rose.

"We should be getting back." CaPri said.

"Ya." I choked out. We ran home to find Sunnel’s wife standing in my green room.

“Hi?” I asked her.

“Hello, Vanna K`e. Sunnel told me you would be distraught. And now that I see you, I know you are. So tell me, why does this mean so much to you?”

I stared at her with a blank, confused question on my face.

“What I’m saying is, you were trained to be strong, Vanna. You’re mother was a strong warrior. She trained you not to care. So why is Tano such a blow to you?”

“He was my friend.” I said simply. She didn’t need to know my secrets. Plase leave, Indago.”

“I know how you feel. Sunnel and I started out as friends.”

“I said leave!” I spun and round and round-housed her in the face.

“Vanna!” Souted CaPri, grabbing me in a not-so-lovely-hug.

“Vanna! You will learn to respect your elders! “

“You’re like, five years older than me!”

“Nonetheless, I am your elder and if you attack me again you will be reported to Mrs. Chail. Now, have a nutrient pack and a hyration cup then go to bed. It’s late.” And with that, she left.

CaPri looked at me.”I’m not cut out for this life. I’d be better in the past. Before they destroyed the earth.”

“I know.”

“Wake up, Vanna!”

I slowly opened my eyes. A person I didn’t remembe the name of was stading above me. “Wha-?”

“Vanna! We found Tano. You need to come, right now!”

I was still wearing my exform, so I just hopped up and darted out.

“Where is he?”

“In the medical center. Wing 6.”

“Wait- why wing 6?”

He looked at me. “Other wings were full.”

I could tell he was lying. Of course he was. The hospital was designed to consereve the most space if needed, and Tano would be in the wing according to his condition. What was going on? Wing 6... I tried to remember what wing 6 was for... Oh, I don’t know. Wing 1... Head injuries. Wing 2, Serious illnesses and/or deseases. Oh, too late. We were already there. We walked through the door and into the lobby. A women sat at the desk.

“How may I help you?”

“You know who I am,” I said, pushing through the curtains into a hall. “Which room?”

“Eight.”

Just as I was about to go through the door, Sunnel came out.

“Let me through!”

“Vanna-“

“No, let me in!”

“Vanna! Listen to me. You aren’t gonna like what you see in there. Please, just stay calm and don’t run off! We don’t need another person- nevermind. You go in.”

I opened the door. I couldn’t believe my eyes.

“Tano.”

“Vanna!” He said cheerfully. “Come ‘ere.”

“No. No, no, no! This can’t be happening.” I backed up against a wall. I couldn’t be closed to him! He would bite me. “No, Tano. Why? Why, why, why...”]

“No, look, Vanna. See this?” He held up his arm, revealing an iv going into his vein. “See? It’ll fix me. I’m gonna change. See?”

I shook my head. “No. Once you’ve been changed...”

“Vanna! Look, Vanna! It’s still me!”

No. I knew he was different. The Tano I knew was dead. And in his place was a hiddeous part man part wolf creature. He had been captured and injected. Then released. Someone was trying to sabbatoge us.

“I’m going. I’m going to find them. Kill them.”

“No! Vanna, I said stay here!” Sunnel said, rushing to me to grad my arms.

“Bye, Sunnel.”

“Get her!” He yelled to an assistant.

“No!” But I couldn’t go now. The assistant had put something like laughing gas over my mouth and soon I would be unconscious, lying on a bed in a room on 24 hour watch. No. It went dark.

“Ms.?”

I opened my eyes. Where was I? I was on a white hospital bed... in a blue and green room. With no windows.

“Who are you?” I demanded from the man standing to the side of me. He was holding a clipboard.

“I am simply a helper, monitoring results.” He scribbled something onto his paper.

“What do you mean, monitoring?”

“Oh, surely you must know. The latest drug created by the head of our company.”

“What drug?”

“You don’t know? It’s a drug that makes you more adaptable to anything. Genes from any and all of the successful speices that have ever lived on this planet. Strenght. Agility. Aging. Fighting skills. So on. But you will be terminated after we see how it worked. Can’t have you running amuck.”

“What?”

“Terminated-“

“I mean, what are you going to do when I bust out of here?”

“Oh, no, Miss. Stay here. You aren’t stable yet.”

I lept up. I was still in my ex-form. I smiled before kicking him down, making him pass out.

“Bye.”