Quick Note: I will be using some of the same characters, yet it has no relation to the other stories.
Oops; a series of mistakes
It was a few days before Christmas, I was walking around, taking photography until I heard a sound, a gunshot. I shivered, my hands shaking. I began to slowly walk closer to where the sound came from. It was getting darker, the sun was setting and I could see the faint glow of the Christmas lights, twinkling from the houses behind me. I was leaving my little town and entering the deep meadows.
All of a sudden I heard someone shout, “Did you just shoot down, and possibly kill, Santa?” I jerked my head to towards the voice, I felt like laughing. One, Santa doesn’t even exist and Two why would he be roaming around here?
“Sorry…?” I heard a voice mumble.
“I told you not to bring the laser gun! A glitch can always happen when the chemicals from earth mix with the rays inside of the gun!”
“And how would I possibly know that?!”
There was a sigh,”If you had taken the Earth safety test!”
I was dumbfounded, were they from another planet? I tiptoed closer to the voices and I could see the shadows of a boy and a girl. The girl was holding a laser gun and next to them lying on the grassy meadows was a rather plump man that I assumed was ‘Santa‘.
I lifted my camera and took a picture, but instead of capturing the creatures, a bright white light flashed in my eye, I had the camera facing the wrong way. “Oops” I whispered to myself. All of a sudden everything starting twisting and turning, and then it went black.
I really hadn’t meant to shoot down Santa, I didn’t even pull the trigger, somehow it just shot him. Chase was glaring down at me.
“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean too!”
“Is that your new catchphrase?” He asked, frowning.
I raised an eyebrow, unsure what he meant.
“UGH!” He crossed his arms and rolled his eyes,”C’mon, we need to get outta here.”
“But, we can’t just leave him here!” I pleaded, “We HAVE to help him.
“And go to jail? No one will believe that it was supposedly accidental”
“Wait.” I swallowed back a few tears, “You don’t believe me?”
He looked away and let out a soft sigh,”I-I do but…”
“But what?!” I shouted.
“Nova. There’s something I need to tell you…”
A light flashed from ahead of them and they looked down the hill, spotting a camera. My antenna buzzed and soon I drained the light from the moon.
“Whats Happening?!” I asked, worried.
“Run! As fast as you can!”
I wake up to the sharp pines of grass, wait. Why is the grass so tall?
I slowly get up and brush off the dirt and mud. I look up at my camera. WAIT. WHY IS MY CAMERA A MILLION TIMES BIGGER THAN ME! The sun begins to rise, I must have been knocked out for a pretty long time.
I look inside the camera lenses, I can literally fit inside of them. “WOW! how did this happen?” Even though being small is cool, I still have a life! My parents must be worried sick about me. How will I get big again?! I find a needle on the ground and I pick it up, using it as a sword. I’ve been through these meadows many times, but I’ve never been so close up to it. It’s a whole new perspective!
I look around in awe at how big all the plants are.
Maybe shrinking wasn’t so bad after all.
I wake up in a wet and cold cell, hearing sounds from a television nearby.
“Have you seen the headline of today’s newspaper? Christmas is back!” The female news reporter spoke,” Mr. Claus was reported to be found somewhere in the middle of Casper Meadows, in the middle of a Meadow” She laughed and continued to speak, I blocked out her voice and turned over to Chase,”W-where are we?” I coughed softly.
“I-I turned us in like you said. Mr. Claus is in the hospital recovering.” He replied.
I smiled at him, being in jail wasn’t my ideal situation, but It felt good to know that he was safe. I pulled off the hood of my sweatshirt, which managed to cover my antennae, it glowed and pulled the luminance from the room.
“Oh No! It’s happening again!” I cried. “Why is this happening?!”
“Nova, I’ve been meaning to tell you this,” He paused,”You have special powers…”
“What do you mean?!”
“And I-I’m a robot! and you’re draining my power away…”
“What?!” then all of a sudden my antennae glow is even stronger and it sucks away the light from and Chase. The only person that cared about me.
“CHASE! NO!” He closes his eyes and lets out his last synthetic breath softly whispering,”Goodbye, my Novabelle…” and the sun lost its brightness, and the whole universe went black, and so did my heart…
To be continued….
A looooooong story to repay for all the entries I didn’t get to submit.
Heya! Welcome back to my tiny corner of the web! I haven’t been posting as much but don’t worry my friends, my blog is NOT dead! I shall be posting a lot more. I am going to be sharing some excerpts from my NaNoWriMo story and some poetry.
I want to know something,
I want to understand.
I want to take the darkness,
and make it bright again.
I want my every whisper,
to fill up every street.
I want to find the lost,
and help them find,
the unknown future,
they can’t see.
When you’re looking for something,
searching with all your heart.
But it stays hidden away.
You can never find it.
It fades away from you,
into the misty air.
Into the deep blue sky.
The lead of my pencil lifts off the paper. Its raining, droplets falling from the sky and splashing onto the window, making everything blurry. I don’t want it to be blurry. I want to see. I want to see the unknown before it fades away…before it’s forever gone.
This is one of my favorite excerpts!
Here is another excerpt from my book
When I fall into a dream I often chase the stars. I do what I can not obtain in real life. I wish reality could be more fantastical. I ponder about the things that are impossible. What if I could soar like an eagle? What if I could paint the sky? What if I could hold every star and constellation until I die. What If my aspirations came true? What if every question I ask can be answered the way I want it too.
I have many goals in my life, but the one I want to accomplish the most is to find out who gave me that rock.
There are so many buts. Something is always in the way, blocking me from succeeding. And worst of all, they are all lies. Lies I am telling myself.
I’m not good enough, I am weak, What if I fail?
Over and over again, each one taking over my brain and preventing me from doing what I love and enjoy. Preventing me from getting to the finish line.
What if I could get to that never-ending finish line…
I am going to be starting my own design company! I will do custom graphic designs, make calendars, planners, and even more awesome stuff! I will start off by giving out freebies and if you guys like them, I will start selling them!
I also have BIG NEWS
I am going to be starting a collab blog!
I will share more information about it next week, but if you are interested, leave a comment down below!
Thanks to everyone who read this post! I hope you enjoyed! If you would like to read my story, please contact me!
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I used two prompts, three drawings, and one photograph. I used my team’s name, Meadows= 8 points
Asher’s Point of View
“Oh my, this would look so cute on you!” Millie squealed pointing at a black kitten onesie.
I let out a soft chuckle, amused. That was the one-millionth thing she had squealed about today. Every second she would dart across the mall and squeal about something. “Okay, that’s enough squealing for today…” I smiled, letting out a soft yawn.
“Okay, fine. It’s just that I haven’t been to a mall in ages!” She laughs.
We wander around the mall for another hour and then we head to the cash register and checkout. The cashier is a young, bubbly girl with bright blue hair. When she sees Millie, she gasps.
“MILLIE!”She shouts, running over and hugging her.
“AISLING!” She shouts back, hugging her.
I just stand there awkwardly. “Oh, Asher, This is my friend Aisling!” Millie smiles, “Aisling, this is my husband Asher!”
“YOUR MARRIED?!” She shouts, so loud the whole mall probably could hear.
“But, you’re so young!”
“I am not, I am twenty-four and Asher is twenty-seven.”
“That is still REALLY young!”
“Okay guys, please calm down. It’s nice to meet you Aisling,” I smile, outstretching my hand. She reaches for it and shakes it, very hard. She and Millie are practically twins, they are very enthusiastic, very bubbly, and veryyyyyyy dramatic.
Aisling looks over at Millie’s stomach, which currently, is a bump.
“Whoa! ARE YOU PREGNANT!?” She squeals.
“REALLY!? CAN I HELP YOU PLAN A BABY SHOWER?!”
“YESSSSSS YAYYY!” They are practically jumping around and dancing.
“What do you guys think you are going to name the baby?”
“Astrid! We will name her Astrid.”
“And if its a boy,” I interrupt, “We will name him Blake.”
“I HOPE ITS A GIRL!!” Aisling squeals.
“MEEEE TOOO!” Millie squeals even louder.
I roll my eyes, I really don’t care if the baby is a boy or a girl, as long as its healthy.
“Millie, I really think we should get going,” I glance at my watch and let out a soft sigh.
Aisling hands Millie a postcard with a man riding giant chickens in a bright meadow on it. “I meant to give this to you years ago.”
I laugh, very hard. The photo was so amusing, I just couldn’t maintain a straight face. After finally checking out, we arrive back home.
Millie’s Point Of View
“I cannot believe I saw Aisling there! I haven’t seen her for years!” I smile
“That’s wonderful Millie, but can you try not to squeal so much, so loudly? The whole mall doesn’t need to know that your twenty-three.” Asher says, going through the mail. He pulls a letter out that says; “URGENT MESSAGE”
He starts to read it and his face turns to a worried expression, “Millie…?”
“Yeah, Whats wrong…?”
He opens his mouth to speak, then closes it, letting out a sad sigh.
“What-what happened…?!” I ask, confused, worried and frightened.
He looks at over at the window, outside into the rain, as if it would take away his worry and fear. “M-Millie… you aren’t from Adreinelle…?”
I start to feel sick, how did they find out, why? My life was finally perfect. I look down and take a deep breath, “No, I am not from Adrienelle, I am from, Latraion…”
“They want to execute you… we need to flee!”
I feel tears sprouting from my eyes,”No… how-? How did they find out?”
“I-I don’t know… but why did you flee your country…?”
I let out a sigh and wipe my tearstreaked face,”…Latraion used to be a beautiful place full of peace, love, and happiness. Until the loving president died and a new president was chosen. He was bitter and manipulative, playing with peoples minds and encouraging them to make the wrong choices. Leaders we trusted, turned evil, family members joined his side, oppressing others. My parents were weak and tired, I tried to save them, but… they died.”
“I-I’m so sorry, Millie…” He says, wrapping his arms around me and hugging me tightly.
“…So I came here, to get a new start… I didn’t think that anyone would notice, anyone would find out…” I say softly, a few more tears running down my face.
He gently strokes my forehead,”Shhh… It’s okay…” he whispers.
“…But everything is not okay…” I whisper back.
He opens his mouth to speak, but before he can, there is a huge banging noise at the door. My heartbeat quickens, and I feel petrified.
“Hide!” He whisper-shouts. But I can’t move, not even an inch.
Within seconds the door falls to the ground. I squeeze my eyes shut, tears streaming down my cheeks, paralyzed by my fear.
Welcome back to my blog! I haven’t posted at all this month because I was doing NaNoWriMo! Now I have gotten to my goal and I will be back in the blogging world!
My story didn’t really turn out how I planned it would, actually I didn’t plan at all to be honest. This year we were pretty busy and I didn’t have enough time to plan in October. So when November started, I rushed into the story. By the time I was halfway through the month I realized my story made no sense, but It was too late to start over. I think that my story had a great concept, but I didn’t plan enough to make my story turn out great. I will probably rewrite the story sometime next year.
Overall I had a lot of fun testing my writing abilities. The story I wrote was in a different style. It was in verse, meaning that each chapter was in poetry. I really loved getting to know my character. I can’t wait to try again to craft her story.
Did you do NaNoWriMo this year? What is your favorite thing about writing?