I opened up my eyes.
I found myself in my bed, my hands in the same spot I left them before I went to bed last night. I slowly rose up because my head was hurting. I must have hit it on my headboard on my bed. I ran my fingers through my hair.
"Just a dream." I mumbled to myself as I got out of bed.
I went downstairs to see if my dad was home. Nope; he's already gone to work. He's a lawyer. Always working on cases and never home. Never.
I'm alone in the house, so I just make myself toast, since I hate cooking, and I don't wanna make a fire in the kitchen; not again, after what I did last year when I heard that my mom was gonna go live with my aunt, since she's having depression. I tried to stop her from leaving, so i tried to make dinner, That ended up making black-aroni and cheese, and a nine year old girl very disappointed.
While the toast was in the toaster, I grabbed the TV remote, and sat on the couch across from the kitchen. I turned it on and flipped through channels. I stopped on this movie since nothing good is usually on at nine in the morning on a Sunday afternoon besides news and Playhouse Disney; both of them I will never watch because of the chances of me dying or boredom, or falling asleep.
It was a girl; she was running through a pasture, getting away from a horrid man with a bloody chainsaw in his hands; sort of like Friday the 13th but alot less bloody, and scary.
It reminded me of the dream I had. The running,m the screaming, but she didn't have a mysterious guy running to her and helping her. All the pictures of the dream were running through my head all at once. It started spinning, and I couldn't focus.
I then got startled by the toast popping out of the toaster, and the dream went away, making my head stop spinning. I changed the channel and
After I ate, I went back up to my room, and got over the weird dream I had; I doubted it was anything important.
Friday, December 31, 2010
New Book Title
So, today I have put the epilogue of my new book on now, but I still have got no clue what to call this. I'm trying to think of how to combine with the drama of the mysterious shooter, and the guy she loves.
I can't seem to think of anything, so I am continuing on with the process of getting this done, and hopefully by the time I'll finish, of hopefully even before, I'll have a title for this novel. (In my case)
Well, I have to begin on some books I bought that I still have to read, even though my mind is wrapped around that title and the chapters I need to get done. :)
I can't seem to think of anything, so I am continuing on with the process of getting this done, and hopefully by the time I'll finish, of hopefully even before, I'll have a title for this novel. (In my case)
Well, I have to begin on some books I bought that I still have to read, even though my mind is wrapped around that title and the chapters I need to get done. :)
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Epilogue for My New Book (No Title Yet)
I'm running through the forest. There are trees all around me. I'm cold, and scared, as I'm getting away from a chaser.
I find myself in an old, abandoned trailer park. I can't look back, or else I'm gonna get fear, and I'm gonna fall.
I then hear the voice. I thought I was alone, but I hear his voice. He yells out,
"Nikki!"
I see him, and I smile, and run to him. I run to him, and he grabbed me and wraps me in his arms. Yet I know he can't stay with me.
"You have to go. You're not safe with me here." I said.
He let go of me, and looked straight into my eyes.
"I'm not leaving you here defenseless." he said, as he then grabs my arms and pulls me back into a hug.
"Well, I'm not gonna let you get hurt, or worse. You have to leave."
"I can't. I'm involved to much into you, and your life. I can't leave the girl I love right now."
I started to feel water run to my eyes, as I chocked out,
"Which is why, I hate to say, you have to go."
"Nikki, I can't go back without you."
I let go, but kept my hands on his arms.
"You have to. Unless you wanna get hurt or get stuck in a terrible situation, you have to get out. I couldn't live knowing I hurt you."
Well, I can't live knowing I let you go on your own."
I let go of him, and I started to feel tears run down my cheeks. I nodded my head no as I backed away, and ran off.
But as I started running, I heard the gun shot, and fell down yelling out for him.
"Nikki!"
he yelled, as he ran to me. Another gun shot went off, but it missed. He came running over to me, and he picked me up in his arms, and he started running.
I was coughing, and tears were running down my eyes form how cold it was. I was frozen; I felt cold chills on my arms as hard as ice form how freezing it was out here.
He kept running until he found his way out of the woods.
We ran all the way to the back of a diner. He ducked down to make sure the shooter disappeared. I was shivering, and my teeth were chattering; I was still wrapped in his arms.
"You still breathing?" he asked, as he looked down at me.
I nodded my head, because I was so cold. He let me down for a minute, and he took his jacket off and wrapped it around me. I didn't have chills anymore, and I stopped chattering a bit.
"You better now?" he asked.
"Yeah." I choked out.
He looked around a little bit more, and we saw that the coast was clear.
"I think it's safe now. So, now what?" he asked.
"I don't know. I think we should just, head back home.
"You know that's now what I meant." he said, as he helped me up.
I let out a sigh, because I knew he meant, what's gonna happen to us?
"I don't know. You're not safe with me, but I don't want you to go." I said.
"I don't wanna leave you either." he said, as he wrapped me back into his arms.
"Should there even be an us?" he said, as he let me go.
"I- can't finish that sentence." I said.
"Well, let me know when you can- because I'll be waiting." he said, as he walked away; he practically left me in the cold, dark night I was afraid of.
I started to walk home, thinking, why was this happening to me?
When I got to the stop sign only a block from my house, I noticed I was still wearing his jacket. I started to walk to his house to give his jacket back, and I was scared of the shooter coming back, so I was hoping that he'd be able to walk me home.
I could see the trees that led to the forest; the abandoned trailer park we ran through. I started running now, but it was so cold, I had to slow down.
I stopped at the end of the sidewalk that began again across the street. I caught my breath, and stopped for a second. I started walking again, and I stopped right in front of his house.
I then felt like I could hear a stomping, like footsteps. I doubted it was anything, but then it started to get closer, like it was getting closer to me, every second getting closer.
I slowly turned around, and I saw a body behind me. I got scared, and I yelled out
"No!"
And as I yelled it out, I felt the hands come onto my cheeks, and I closed my eyes, too scared to see who it was.
I then, fell back, as I felt my head hit the concrete, and everything faded-into black.
I find myself in an old, abandoned trailer park. I can't look back, or else I'm gonna get fear, and I'm gonna fall.
I then hear the voice. I thought I was alone, but I hear his voice. He yells out,
"Nikki!"
I see him, and I smile, and run to him. I run to him, and he grabbed me and wraps me in his arms. Yet I know he can't stay with me.
"You have to go. You're not safe with me here." I said.
He let go of me, and looked straight into my eyes.
"I'm not leaving you here defenseless." he said, as he then grabs my arms and pulls me back into a hug.
"Well, I'm not gonna let you get hurt, or worse. You have to leave."
"I can't. I'm involved to much into you, and your life. I can't leave the girl I love right now."
I started to feel water run to my eyes, as I chocked out,
"Which is why, I hate to say, you have to go."
"Nikki, I can't go back without you."
I let go, but kept my hands on his arms.
"You have to. Unless you wanna get hurt or get stuck in a terrible situation, you have to get out. I couldn't live knowing I hurt you."
Well, I can't live knowing I let you go on your own."
I let go of him, and I started to feel tears run down my cheeks. I nodded my head no as I backed away, and ran off.
But as I started running, I heard the gun shot, and fell down yelling out for him.
"Nikki!"
he yelled, as he ran to me. Another gun shot went off, but it missed. He came running over to me, and he picked me up in his arms, and he started running.
I was coughing, and tears were running down my eyes form how cold it was. I was frozen; I felt cold chills on my arms as hard as ice form how freezing it was out here.
He kept running until he found his way out of the woods.
We ran all the way to the back of a diner. He ducked down to make sure the shooter disappeared. I was shivering, and my teeth were chattering; I was still wrapped in his arms.
"You still breathing?" he asked, as he looked down at me.
I nodded my head, because I was so cold. He let me down for a minute, and he took his jacket off and wrapped it around me. I didn't have chills anymore, and I stopped chattering a bit.
"You better now?" he asked.
"Yeah." I choked out.
He looked around a little bit more, and we saw that the coast was clear.
"I think it's safe now. So, now what?" he asked.
"I don't know. I think we should just, head back home.
"You know that's now what I meant." he said, as he helped me up.
I let out a sigh, because I knew he meant, what's gonna happen to us?
"I don't know. You're not safe with me, but I don't want you to go." I said.
"I don't wanna leave you either." he said, as he wrapped me back into his arms.
"Should there even be an us?" he said, as he let me go.
"I- can't finish that sentence." I said.
"Well, let me know when you can- because I'll be waiting." he said, as he walked away; he practically left me in the cold, dark night I was afraid of.
I started to walk home, thinking, why was this happening to me?
When I got to the stop sign only a block from my house, I noticed I was still wearing his jacket. I started to walk to his house to give his jacket back, and I was scared of the shooter coming back, so I was hoping that he'd be able to walk me home.
I could see the trees that led to the forest; the abandoned trailer park we ran through. I started running now, but it was so cold, I had to slow down.
I stopped at the end of the sidewalk that began again across the street. I caught my breath, and stopped for a second. I started walking again, and I stopped right in front of his house.
I then felt like I could hear a stomping, like footsteps. I doubted it was anything, but then it started to get closer, like it was getting closer to me, every second getting closer.
I slowly turned around, and I saw a body behind me. I got scared, and I yelled out
"No!"
And as I yelled it out, I felt the hands come onto my cheeks, and I closed my eyes, too scared to see who it was.
I then, fell back, as I felt my head hit the concrete, and everything faded-into black.
An Epilogue for my New Book
OK, I have been writing this new book, and as I always say, to make my books sell, I gotta get opinions from other people to see if it's as good as I sometimes think. Well, I think that and say it, but I sometimes do write it, too.
Well, my new book I am writing and getting closer to the end (making me get really excited), but, I have no idea what I'm going to call this.
I want the title to be intense and very dramatic, yet still romantic with a twist, because it's all of those things. Hopefully, I can get some ideas, or I can find some key words online for writer's, or I'll get some comments with god ideas??
Fortunately, I got my book in my favorite notebook, and I'm starting to get to the end.
Posting Coming Soon
Well, my new book I am writing and getting closer to the end (making me get really excited), but, I have no idea what I'm going to call this.
I want the title to be intense and very dramatic, yet still romantic with a twist, because it's all of those things. Hopefully, I can get some ideas, or I can find some key words online for writer's, or I'll get some comments with god ideas??
Fortunately, I got my book in my favorite notebook, and I'm starting to get to the end.
Posting Coming Soon
The Attack Cat
Today, probably at some time of ten o' clock, I can't remember since I was half asleep, my mother let my cat, Princess inside; spoiled like one, and acts like one; sitting under the Christmas tree taking a nap like she's the best present in the world or something.
Anyways, my mother closed the double hallway doors, so that she wouldn't bother me while I was sleeping, But, remember, this cat acts like she owns the universe or something, and banged right into the doors, making them open right up, and she, of course, goes into my bedroom, and starts meowing like a broken record; over and over for like five minutes.
Well, of course, she ends up waking me up, still meowing. Yet as I look over to the cat, I see my mom come in, an she grabs the cat right off the ground; like it was a football about to be passed across the field. And, the cat let outs a meow as loud as possible, and it sounded like a dog's whimper. It was so loud, and startling, I had trouble going back to sleep since the scream of help from the cat was ringing in my ears.
Well, now I'm awake, and she's outside.
And now, I'm closing my door every time I go to bed. :)
Anyways, my mother closed the double hallway doors, so that she wouldn't bother me while I was sleeping, But, remember, this cat acts like she owns the universe or something, and banged right into the doors, making them open right up, and she, of course, goes into my bedroom, and starts meowing like a broken record; over and over for like five minutes.
Well, of course, she ends up waking me up, still meowing. Yet as I look over to the cat, I see my mom come in, an she grabs the cat right off the ground; like it was a football about to be passed across the field. And, the cat let outs a meow as loud as possible, and it sounded like a dog's whimper. It was so loud, and startling, I had trouble going back to sleep since the scream of help from the cat was ringing in my ears.
Well, now I'm awake, and she's outside.
And now, I'm closing my door every time I go to bed. :)
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Needing more Ideas
Well, for most of the time, writing is on my mind, but, I have many more interests. Like, video games, TV, books, which is mostly writer stuff, but, I also have music.
I am addicted to music. I always say so, too. But, before I start to write essays on music, I'm just gonna say I love music, and move onto other topics.
Anyways, I have actually been having some trouble on a new book.
I know that I have three main characters: Nikki, and Ben. In most of my books, the boys names almost always start with J, but this one has different ones.
Anyways, the book is going to be a little bit of a thriller almost. It' in Nikki's point of view, she lives with her dad, and he's a lawyer. He gets a case one day, where he ends up fighting with one of the criminals because of putting the criminals girlfriend in jail, and so, the criminal fins out where he lives because he got his profile in his office, an he breaks in. In one point, he says that Nikki will regret the robbery. Frazzled by it, she just continues with her life.
Meanwhile, she begins to fall in love, with Ben. But, as much as she wants to be with him, she is being chased down by the criminal, since her father threw his loved one in jail, he wants to do the same, and he is taking down all the people in her life that get in his way too get Nikki, starting with her friends. So, she has to let go of Ben, unless she wants him to be injured, or dead. But, I have no idea how to begin the book, since all the dramatic scenes come later in it, so, how do I begin the story???
I'm needing to clear every thought in my brain to be able to get the beginning for a book this challenging.
Well, wish me luck! I'm definitely gonna need it for a novel like this. :)
I am addicted to music. I always say so, too. But, before I start to write essays on music, I'm just gonna say I love music, and move onto other topics.
Anyways, I have actually been having some trouble on a new book.
I know that I have three main characters: Nikki, and Ben. In most of my books, the boys names almost always start with J, but this one has different ones.
Anyways, the book is going to be a little bit of a thriller almost. It' in Nikki's point of view, she lives with her dad, and he's a lawyer. He gets a case one day, where he ends up fighting with one of the criminals because of putting the criminals girlfriend in jail, and so, the criminal fins out where he lives because he got his profile in his office, an he breaks in. In one point, he says that Nikki will regret the robbery. Frazzled by it, she just continues with her life.
Meanwhile, she begins to fall in love, with Ben. But, as much as she wants to be with him, she is being chased down by the criminal, since her father threw his loved one in jail, he wants to do the same, and he is taking down all the people in her life that get in his way too get Nikki, starting with her friends. So, she has to let go of Ben, unless she wants him to be injured, or dead. But, I have no idea how to begin the book, since all the dramatic scenes come later in it, so, how do I begin the story???
I'm needing to clear every thought in my brain to be able to get the beginning for a book this challenging.
Well, wish me luck! I'm definitely gonna need it for a novel like this. :)
Chapter 6 of Visions
After dinner, I went back to the beach to lie down on the beach towel and watch the stars.
I wanted to talk to someone, but, I needed to see someone who's real. Unlike Jeremy.
I knew I couldn't spend the rest of my life talking to a ghost who can disappear whenever he wants, and I'm stuck here.
I've been at my Aunt Alexia's for five days, and I was beginning to understand sources to some of my problems.
I needed a normal life.
A life where I don't wake up in the middle of the night sweating, and screaming, scared of what's gonna happen next in my dramatic life.
I thought- maybe letting Jeremy go, was a source.
I mean, if I wanna feel OK and normal, letting go of him could be my first step.
If I'm afraid of him this much for less than a month, I can't even imagine the rest of my life.
Jeremy showed up, and he lied down beside me.
I turned my body toward him, and he turned his head.
"I don't know if I ca ave you forever." I said.
I've never wanted Jeremy to leave me, especially in moments where I need avoid to be filled.
"You need me. I can't leave." he said
I got up.
"Well, I'm sorry Jeremy. But I can." I said, as I got up with my stuff and went inside.
I got inside, and Violet and Annabeth were asleep on the couch. Aunt Alexia fell asleep on the recliner; I ran upstairs before I got caught being outside after midnight.
That night was horrible.
I fell asleep, and I started dreaming.
The dream was me, and Jeremy. I was on a cliff; pouring down rain, and muddy.
It was me and him on top of the cliff; I could hear the waves crashing into the rocks under me, down in the ocean I could see when I looked down at the edge.
I began to yell at Jeremy.
I turned away from him, and he grabbed my arm. It startled me, and I pulled away, yet he wouldn't let go. I got scared, and I finally pulled away, but I slipped, and I fell of the cliff.
I felt the air on my cheeks, and as I saw the rocks, I yelled out.
I the woke up, breathing so hard.
Jeremy was by my side, on the ed.
"What is it?" he said.
"Nothing." I said.
"Nightmare?"
"Yeah." 'I said as I lied back down' "Definitely a nightmare."
I wanted to talk to someone, but, I needed to see someone who's real. Unlike Jeremy.
I knew I couldn't spend the rest of my life talking to a ghost who can disappear whenever he wants, and I'm stuck here.
I've been at my Aunt Alexia's for five days, and I was beginning to understand sources to some of my problems.
I needed a normal life.
A life where I don't wake up in the middle of the night sweating, and screaming, scared of what's gonna happen next in my dramatic life.
I thought- maybe letting Jeremy go, was a source.
I mean, if I wanna feel OK and normal, letting go of him could be my first step.
If I'm afraid of him this much for less than a month, I can't even imagine the rest of my life.
Jeremy showed up, and he lied down beside me.
I turned my body toward him, and he turned his head.
"I don't know if I ca ave you forever." I said.
I've never wanted Jeremy to leave me, especially in moments where I need avoid to be filled.
"You need me. I can't leave." he said
I got up.
"Well, I'm sorry Jeremy. But I can." I said, as I got up with my stuff and went inside.
I got inside, and Violet and Annabeth were asleep on the couch. Aunt Alexia fell asleep on the recliner; I ran upstairs before I got caught being outside after midnight.
That night was horrible.
I fell asleep, and I started dreaming.
The dream was me, and Jeremy. I was on a cliff; pouring down rain, and muddy.
It was me and him on top of the cliff; I could hear the waves crashing into the rocks under me, down in the ocean I could see when I looked down at the edge.
I began to yell at Jeremy.
I turned away from him, and he grabbed my arm. It startled me, and I pulled away, yet he wouldn't let go. I got scared, and I finally pulled away, but I slipped, and I fell of the cliff.
I felt the air on my cheeks, and as I saw the rocks, I yelled out.
I the woke up, breathing so hard.
Jeremy was by my side, on the ed.
"What is it?" he said.
"Nothing." I said.
"Nightmare?"
"Yeah." 'I said as I lied back down' "Definitely a nightmare."
Chapter 5 of Visions
"Violet?" I said, as I called my Aunt Alexia; Violet picked it up.
"Hey Kel! I heard about your best friend. Sorry; sucks, huh?" she said.
"Yea. But anyways, I'm allowed to stay out of school for a little while, you know, get my head cleared up, so I was wondering if I would be able to stay down thee for a little while?"
We talked on the phone for a few days, and they worked out some things to get me down there on a weekend.
My brother and sister helped me for the next few days. I've been waking up screaming, losing appetite, and waking up in the middle of the night screaming and sweating from nightmares. I needed space from him, and his memory.
The day I left, Samantha helped me with making sure I got all the medication I needed, and Jacob packed my bags for me.
My Aunt Alexia came to the house to come and get me. Sam didn't want me to be alone on the plane, so my aunt came. Jeremy showed up when I got into the car. I was in the back of the car, so I ducked down, so my aunt couldn't hear me.
"Do you have to go?" he said.
"You know I can't stay there." I said.
"So, I'm coming with you."
"You can't. You can't stay with me forever. You're already gone, you did your job; you gave me a best friend. I have to live on my own."
He disappeared suddenly.
I got back up, and rode to the airport.
We got to Georgia, and we drove back to the house. She lives in a beach house, so on days I could relax, I could walk straight into the sand. We finally got to the house, and my cousins came out, Annabeth and Violet.
"C'mon, you got an awesome room." they said, as they practically dragged me upstairs to the room.
They were right; it was amazing.
It had my favorite two colors as the theme of the room, silver and purple. There was a view of dolphins in the ocean through one of my windows. Another window showed the road and the woods behind it.
I unpacked and put my stuff in the dresser and the desk.
I wanted to sleep a little bit, and get the stress on me to all just melt away.
When I woke up, I wanted to go down to the beach, since it was only six o' clock. Jeremy showed up and sat beside me.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know you were gonna react like this." he said.
"React to what? Death? Visions? The fact that I'm the only one who knows you're not fully dead?" I replied.
"Yea, and if you want me to leave permanently, I'll leave. I mean, I gotta leave sooner or later."
He then got up, but I said,
"Wait." He turned around, and looked at me.
"Maybe I'm not ready for you to go."
He then grinned, and left, but I knew he was gonna come back.
I decided, that I needed a guardian over me, and Jeremy was gonna be the for me.
"Kelly! Come inside, it's getting dark!" Aunt Alexia yelled. I got up and ran inside, and as I looked back, he wasn't there.
Yet, I knew he was gonna come back.
"Hey Kel! I heard about your best friend. Sorry; sucks, huh?" she said.
"Yea. But anyways, I'm allowed to stay out of school for a little while, you know, get my head cleared up, so I was wondering if I would be able to stay down thee for a little while?"
We talked on the phone for a few days, and they worked out some things to get me down there on a weekend.
My brother and sister helped me for the next few days. I've been waking up screaming, losing appetite, and waking up in the middle of the night screaming and sweating from nightmares. I needed space from him, and his memory.
The day I left, Samantha helped me with making sure I got all the medication I needed, and Jacob packed my bags for me.
My Aunt Alexia came to the house to come and get me. Sam didn't want me to be alone on the plane, so my aunt came. Jeremy showed up when I got into the car. I was in the back of the car, so I ducked down, so my aunt couldn't hear me.
"Do you have to go?" he said.
"You know I can't stay there." I said.
"So, I'm coming with you."
"You can't. You can't stay with me forever. You're already gone, you did your job; you gave me a best friend. I have to live on my own."
He disappeared suddenly.
I got back up, and rode to the airport.
We got to Georgia, and we drove back to the house. She lives in a beach house, so on days I could relax, I could walk straight into the sand. We finally got to the house, and my cousins came out, Annabeth and Violet.
"C'mon, you got an awesome room." they said, as they practically dragged me upstairs to the room.
They were right; it was amazing.
It had my favorite two colors as the theme of the room, silver and purple. There was a view of dolphins in the ocean through one of my windows. Another window showed the road and the woods behind it.
I unpacked and put my stuff in the dresser and the desk.
I wanted to sleep a little bit, and get the stress on me to all just melt away.
When I woke up, I wanted to go down to the beach, since it was only six o' clock. Jeremy showed up and sat beside me.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know you were gonna react like this." he said.
"React to what? Death? Visions? The fact that I'm the only one who knows you're not fully dead?" I replied.
"Yea, and if you want me to leave permanently, I'll leave. I mean, I gotta leave sooner or later."
He then got up, but I said,
"Wait." He turned around, and looked at me.
"Maybe I'm not ready for you to go."
He then grinned, and left, but I knew he was gonna come back.
I decided, that I needed a guardian over me, and Jeremy was gonna be the for me.
"Kelly! Come inside, it's getting dark!" Aunt Alexia yelled. I got up and ran inside, and as I looked back, he wasn't there.
Yet, I knew he was gonna come back.
Chapter 4 of Visions
The next day...
When Jake got home, my sister went to the mall. Jacob told me that he's gonna stay with me so that I won't be alone.
When I went outside to get the mail, I overheard a loud sound of gas coming out of a motorcycle, I looked over, and I saw it. The black motorcycle- with silver flames on the sides, just like Jeremy's.
Jeremy showed up, and his ghostly presence and he turned me around from the painful memory. He gave me a little grin to help me, but I hated everything that was going on.
I started to run away, but he grabbed my hand.
"Kelly- you can't run way from me. I'm trying to help you." he said.
"Well, it hurts too much. You don't think I want you to be here? Of course I do, but it hurts to know that- you're not real. It's just a figment of you, and it kills me." I said.
"Kel, I-"
"Just go away." I cut him off.
"Why?"
"Because- you're dead."
I turned away and ran inside, then tears fell down again.
I started to get headaches and felt natious; I headed to the kitchen to get some food. I saw my sister leave, so I said bye and she said,
"Bye, eat some food."
"How'd you know that?" I said.
"Know what?"
"That I was hungry?"
"Hon, I can hear your stomach growling from upstairs."
I amazes me how she knew I was hungry, probably because she might have saw me outside talking to the air, since I'm the only person who can see Jeremy, and because I am starving.
"OK, well bye." I said, as she was halfway through the door.
I sat down on the couch, as I started hyperventilating.
"I can't stay here." I said, as I picked up the phone.
I called my Aunt Alexia; she lives in Florida, so I thought if I called her, I'd be able to stay down there for a little while.
I have permission from the school to stay out as long as I needed to since I had the excuse of getting out because a close one dying.
Jeremy showed up.
"I know what you're gonna do, and I can't let you." he said.
"Really? Well, try and stop me." I said, as I dialed the number.
He gave me a face of disappointment.
"OK then."
I deleted the number as I saw him fade away.
I re-dialed my aunt's number, as I lied back on the couch; my stomach growled again.
When Jake got home, my sister went to the mall. Jacob told me that he's gonna stay with me so that I won't be alone.
When I went outside to get the mail, I overheard a loud sound of gas coming out of a motorcycle, I looked over, and I saw it. The black motorcycle- with silver flames on the sides, just like Jeremy's.
Jeremy showed up, and his ghostly presence and he turned me around from the painful memory. He gave me a little grin to help me, but I hated everything that was going on.
I started to run away, but he grabbed my hand.
"Kelly- you can't run way from me. I'm trying to help you." he said.
"Well, it hurts too much. You don't think I want you to be here? Of course I do, but it hurts to know that- you're not real. It's just a figment of you, and it kills me." I said.
"Kel, I-"
"Just go away." I cut him off.
"Why?"
"Because- you're dead."
I turned away and ran inside, then tears fell down again.
I started to get headaches and felt natious; I headed to the kitchen to get some food. I saw my sister leave, so I said bye and she said,
"Bye, eat some food."
"How'd you know that?" I said.
"Know what?"
"That I was hungry?"
"Hon, I can hear your stomach growling from upstairs."
I amazes me how she knew I was hungry, probably because she might have saw me outside talking to the air, since I'm the only person who can see Jeremy, and because I am starving.
"OK, well bye." I said, as she was halfway through the door.
I sat down on the couch, as I started hyperventilating.
"I can't stay here." I said, as I picked up the phone.
I called my Aunt Alexia; she lives in Florida, so I thought if I called her, I'd be able to stay down there for a little while.
I have permission from the school to stay out as long as I needed to since I had the excuse of getting out because a close one dying.
Jeremy showed up.
"I know what you're gonna do, and I can't let you." he said.
"Really? Well, try and stop me." I said, as I dialed the number.
He gave me a face of disappointment.
"OK then."
I deleted the number as I saw him fade away.
I re-dialed my aunt's number, as I lied back on the couch; my stomach growled again.
Chapter 3 of Visions
JEREMY MARCUS COLE
1997-2011
TOO YOUNG TO GO
GOOD SON. GOOD FRIEND.
His tombstone read. Pouring down rain outside, and everyone in black. It was cold and hard. My heart sank every time I looked at his age; he was fourteen.
I never imagined losing him. He always seemed like the type of guy who was always gonna be there for you, never leaves, always answers your calls, my best friend.
Everyone was inside dry, but I was outside, my hair soaking in the rain, and lying in the grass, staring at the tombstone. I felt like I could sense his presence, like he was behind me watching me. I turned around, and he was there, but it was his vision, not the real him.
"Kelly! Come inside, you're getting filthy!" Sam said, as she came to me with an umbrella and took me inside. I started to remember the crash; thinking I was dead. The pressure of the blood running down my body and aching as I thought I was gonna die in the ditch, with no one to find me.
I got dried off a bit, and went inside with everyone. I looked around, and his pictures were all over the place.
Him as a kid, playing baseball with his dad, being held by his mom. Then there were pictures of him and me.
Us two on his trampoline in the backyard making poses in the air, the cookies we made when were ten. Then pictures of us on the Fourth of July running with our sparklers in one hand, and the Coca Cola bottles in another.
I started to cry, and the frozen tears hit my scars. I turned away from the pictures, and I saw him standing there, but a ghost.
He mouthed,
"I'm sorry."
I hated this day. I ran out of the building and ran into Jacob's car. I lied in the back seat until Jacob came to me.
1997-2011
TOO YOUNG TO GO
GOOD SON. GOOD FRIEND.
His tombstone read. Pouring down rain outside, and everyone in black. It was cold and hard. My heart sank every time I looked at his age; he was fourteen.
I never imagined losing him. He always seemed like the type of guy who was always gonna be there for you, never leaves, always answers your calls, my best friend.
Everyone was inside dry, but I was outside, my hair soaking in the rain, and lying in the grass, staring at the tombstone. I felt like I could sense his presence, like he was behind me watching me. I turned around, and he was there, but it was his vision, not the real him.
"Kelly! Come inside, you're getting filthy!" Sam said, as she came to me with an umbrella and took me inside. I started to remember the crash; thinking I was dead. The pressure of the blood running down my body and aching as I thought I was gonna die in the ditch, with no one to find me.
I got dried off a bit, and went inside with everyone. I looked around, and his pictures were all over the place.
Him as a kid, playing baseball with his dad, being held by his mom. Then there were pictures of him and me.
Us two on his trampoline in the backyard making poses in the air, the cookies we made when were ten. Then pictures of us on the Fourth of July running with our sparklers in one hand, and the Coca Cola bottles in another.
I started to cry, and the frozen tears hit my scars. I turned away from the pictures, and I saw him standing there, but a ghost.
He mouthed,
"I'm sorry."
I hated this day. I ran out of the building and ran into Jacob's car. I lied in the back seat until Jacob came to me.
Chapter 2 of Visions
Thank goodness, I woke up. The first thing I saw was the hospital ceiling. I looked around the room.
I saw my brother Jacob on the side of my bed, and my sister in the chair across from me.
Jacob looked up, and saw my wide green eyes.
"Oh thank God." he said.
"Jake. What happened?" I said, my voice crackling by the minute.
"You and Jeremy, got in an accident."
"So, where's Jeremy?"
"He-he went somewhere else. As in-a better place."
"So......I'm alive, and he's not?"
He nodded his head, and then he got up. I started to get teary eyed, and sick.
My stomach dropped, and I felt my heart getting stabbed. It hurt so bad, like freezing cold water was thrown in my face, hitting my eyes, making them turn red.
I felt tears run down my face, and it scars on my cheeks, that I got from the crash. The pain of him being dead, and the scars, it hit me so hard.
I need him. It was paining me inside. I fell back onto the bed, and passed out.
After a week of being in the hospital, I was allowed to go home. I had about eight scars and six bruises on my body. Fortunately, I didn't break my leg.
Samantha came to the door.
"Hey Kel, you ready to go?" she said.
"Yeah. I'm good." I lied.
I turned around, and I held back the tears as hard as possible.
I grabbed my bags, and headed out the door.
We headed out the door, and I got a quick chill.
"KELLY!"
Someone yelled out my name, but who? I kept walking, but I kept looking back, at the thought of hearing my name. I turned back to the front.
"I'M SORRY!"
I heard it again, and this time when I turned around, I ran back to my room. Yet, no one was in there.
What was I hearing?
I turned my back to the door, and I felt better, and walked away.
We got into the car, and rode back home with total confusion of what happened. Did I have a concussion? I felt lost. I wanted to get home.
When I got home, my entire room was the exact same way I left last week before school. Cluttered, and everywhere.
I unpacked and started to put things away.
Samantha walked in. She put some medication for my head on my desk.
"So me and Dan are gonna go see a movie later. Do you wanna come?" she asked.
"No that's OK. You go, have fun with your boyfriend." I said.
"OK, well if you need anything, Jacob's here." she said.
She shut the door as she left.
I didn't wanna leave the house. I didn't wanna leave the spot I was standing in, and I definitely didn't wanna see an exhilarating movie.
I locked my door, and I looked around my room, and I saw the pictures of me and Jeremy everywhere. I walked over to them, ripped them off the wall, and went to the trashcan.
I got chills again, and right as I was about to put them away, I saw a holographic hand go over my arm. I kept staring at the hand.
"Put them back up." A voice said, as I saw it was a full holographic body. I looked up, and I saw him.
Jeremy.
He was a, ghost.
I fell back onto my bed in utter shock.
"How-how the heck are you here?" I asked.
No response. He just stood there, staring at me. I ran to my door, and he tried to get in front of me to stop me, but I ran right through him.
I looked back, and I saw him, just standing there.
"This is ridiculous. You're dead!" I yelled, as I ran downstairs to the kitchen.
I kept breathing, in and out, and I then walked to the fridge, and I grabbed an apple, and a water. He appeared again. I inhaled for air, as I then got creeped out.
"Look, I'm sorry I scared you, I didn't mean to." he said.
"It's a little too late for apologies." I replied.
I grabbed a knife, and started cutting slices; I cut a hard spot of it, and the knife slipped out of my hand, and it almost hit my leg, but Jeremy caught it.
"It would've cut your leg open." he said.
I didn't care that it would've cut me, that could just add to my collection of cuts, I was mostly creeped out by the fact that there's vision of my dead best friend Jeremy in my kitchen, and he caught a knife from cutting my leg open.
He handed me the knife. I grabbed it, and slammed it down on the counter, and walked away really starting to get annoyed at what's happening going on; I decided I wasn't hungry anymore.
I saw my brother Jacob on the side of my bed, and my sister in the chair across from me.
Jacob looked up, and saw my wide green eyes.
"Oh thank God." he said.
"Jake. What happened?" I said, my voice crackling by the minute.
"You and Jeremy, got in an accident."
"So, where's Jeremy?"
"He-he went somewhere else. As in-a better place."
"So......I'm alive, and he's not?"
He nodded his head, and then he got up. I started to get teary eyed, and sick.
My stomach dropped, and I felt my heart getting stabbed. It hurt so bad, like freezing cold water was thrown in my face, hitting my eyes, making them turn red.
I felt tears run down my face, and it scars on my cheeks, that I got from the crash. The pain of him being dead, and the scars, it hit me so hard.
I need him. It was paining me inside. I fell back onto the bed, and passed out.
After a week of being in the hospital, I was allowed to go home. I had about eight scars and six bruises on my body. Fortunately, I didn't break my leg.
Samantha came to the door.
"Hey Kel, you ready to go?" she said.
"Yeah. I'm good." I lied.
I turned around, and I held back the tears as hard as possible.
I grabbed my bags, and headed out the door.
We headed out the door, and I got a quick chill.
"KELLY!"
Someone yelled out my name, but who? I kept walking, but I kept looking back, at the thought of hearing my name. I turned back to the front.
"I'M SORRY!"
I heard it again, and this time when I turned around, I ran back to my room. Yet, no one was in there.
What was I hearing?
I turned my back to the door, and I felt better, and walked away.
We got into the car, and rode back home with total confusion of what happened. Did I have a concussion? I felt lost. I wanted to get home.
When I got home, my entire room was the exact same way I left last week before school. Cluttered, and everywhere.
I unpacked and started to put things away.
Samantha walked in. She put some medication for my head on my desk.
"So me and Dan are gonna go see a movie later. Do you wanna come?" she asked.
"No that's OK. You go, have fun with your boyfriend." I said.
"OK, well if you need anything, Jacob's here." she said.
She shut the door as she left.
I didn't wanna leave the house. I didn't wanna leave the spot I was standing in, and I definitely didn't wanna see an exhilarating movie.
I locked my door, and I looked around my room, and I saw the pictures of me and Jeremy everywhere. I walked over to them, ripped them off the wall, and went to the trashcan.
I got chills again, and right as I was about to put them away, I saw a holographic hand go over my arm. I kept staring at the hand.
"Put them back up." A voice said, as I saw it was a full holographic body. I looked up, and I saw him.
Jeremy.
He was a, ghost.
I fell back onto my bed in utter shock.
"How-how the heck are you here?" I asked.
No response. He just stood there, staring at me. I ran to my door, and he tried to get in front of me to stop me, but I ran right through him.
I looked back, and I saw him, just standing there.
"This is ridiculous. You're dead!" I yelled, as I ran downstairs to the kitchen.
I kept breathing, in and out, and I then walked to the fridge, and I grabbed an apple, and a water. He appeared again. I inhaled for air, as I then got creeped out.
"Look, I'm sorry I scared you, I didn't mean to." he said.
"It's a little too late for apologies." I replied.
I grabbed a knife, and started cutting slices; I cut a hard spot of it, and the knife slipped out of my hand, and it almost hit my leg, but Jeremy caught it.
"It would've cut your leg open." he said.
I didn't care that it would've cut me, that could just add to my collection of cuts, I was mostly creeped out by the fact that there's vision of my dead best friend Jeremy in my kitchen, and he caught a knife from cutting my leg open.
He handed me the knife. I grabbed it, and slammed it down on the counter, and walked away really starting to get annoyed at what's happening going on; I decided I wasn't hungry anymore.
Ideas floating to the top of my head
Well, today. Wednesday. For a writer like me, I love writing every Wednesday. I don't understand why I get so excited to get my notebook out after youth and start writing my novel.
So, I have just published my very first chapter of the book Visions. Starting on chapter two in a few minutes.
There's also a couple secrets behind the book. I am getting excited about writing more, because after every chapter I publish, I get closer and closer to new characters, setting, and secrets that even blew my mind after I finished the prototype in my composition notebook in the 6th grade.
Well, enough babbling for now; I've got a book to type. :)
So, I have just published my very first chapter of the book Visions. Starting on chapter two in a few minutes.
There's also a couple secrets behind the book. I am getting excited about writing more, because after every chapter I publish, I get closer and closer to new characters, setting, and secrets that even blew my mind after I finished the prototype in my composition notebook in the 6th grade.
Well, enough babbling for now; I've got a book to type. :)
Chapter 1 of Visions
My sister yelled at me to wake up, since I was twenty minutes late for school. My brother Jacob dragged me out, since I was so tired. I'm Kelly; welcome to my fourteen-year old life.
Eight in the morning, only half an hour to get ready. I took a five minute shower, got dressed, grabbed a piece of gum from my sister Samantha's room, and ran out to the bus waiting for me.
When I got in, I sat down by Jeremy. Jeremy's my best friend since kindergarten; he always sits in the first row of the bus.
"So, guess where I'm inviting you to today?" he said.
"A party for your birthday today?" I said.
"No, I decided to not have a party, but my dad got me a motorcycle for my birthday, and I'm gonna ride after school, wanna join?"
Jeremy's obsessed with motorcycles, and it made me get nervous he got a new one, since the last one he had I accidentally fell on, and scratched up the side of it.
School is so boring. English is the only subject I like, since I could write papers. I definitely wanna be a writer when I grow up, so I think of this class as practice.
Lunch, I sat by my school friends Nicole and Rose. Jeremy sat by Demetri, and every once in a while, he'd catch a glimpse of me.
After school, I got a ride from Jeremy to get to ride his motorcycle.
We threw our backpacks in the living room, and ran out to the garage.
We headed to the new bike. It was silver, and definitely big. I saw his other bikes, and the red one that I scratch last year. He tossed me a helmet, and helped me up on the bike. He jumped on.
"Hold on tight." he said.
And as he said that, he started it up, and took off.
It felt unbelievable. The wind running through my hair, it hitting my rosy cheeks, making my eyes water almost. He took a longer route so that he could drive a little more, and I loved it. It felt amazing on the motorcycle.
His phone went off, his dad was calling. He must have thought we took the short route and called him. He picked up the phone, right as a large pickup truck came by.
I yelled,
"Jeremy watch out!"
But it was already too late, the bike swerved over to the left, and we ran right into it. I heard the bike crash, as I fly off into the ditch to my right. I landed in the grassy ditch.
I couldn't breathe, I kept exhaling, as I felt the blood running down my leg, and the blood on my forehead. My head spinning, and my whole body numbed out.
"Oh God."
I said, as everything turned black, and I fell back.
Eight in the morning, only half an hour to get ready. I took a five minute shower, got dressed, grabbed a piece of gum from my sister Samantha's room, and ran out to the bus waiting for me.
When I got in, I sat down by Jeremy. Jeremy's my best friend since kindergarten; he always sits in the first row of the bus.
"So, guess where I'm inviting you to today?" he said.
"A party for your birthday today?" I said.
"No, I decided to not have a party, but my dad got me a motorcycle for my birthday, and I'm gonna ride after school, wanna join?"
Jeremy's obsessed with motorcycles, and it made me get nervous he got a new one, since the last one he had I accidentally fell on, and scratched up the side of it.
School is so boring. English is the only subject I like, since I could write papers. I definitely wanna be a writer when I grow up, so I think of this class as practice.
Lunch, I sat by my school friends Nicole and Rose. Jeremy sat by Demetri, and every once in a while, he'd catch a glimpse of me.
After school, I got a ride from Jeremy to get to ride his motorcycle.
We threw our backpacks in the living room, and ran out to the garage.
We headed to the new bike. It was silver, and definitely big. I saw his other bikes, and the red one that I scratch last year. He tossed me a helmet, and helped me up on the bike. He jumped on.
"Hold on tight." he said.
And as he said that, he started it up, and took off.
It felt unbelievable. The wind running through my hair, it hitting my rosy cheeks, making my eyes water almost. He took a longer route so that he could drive a little more, and I loved it. It felt amazing on the motorcycle.
His phone went off, his dad was calling. He must have thought we took the short route and called him. He picked up the phone, right as a large pickup truck came by.
I yelled,
"Jeremy watch out!"
But it was already too late, the bike swerved over to the left, and we ran right into it. I heard the bike crash, as I fly off into the ditch to my right. I landed in the grassy ditch.
I couldn't breathe, I kept exhaling, as I felt the blood running down my leg, and the blood on my forehead. My head spinning, and my whole body numbed out.
"Oh God."
I said, as everything turned black, and I fell back.
My book Visions
Well, hence the title of my blog, I am writing about my books. The first, true book that I wrote was called Visions.
The book is about twenty chapters long, and, this might just be a couple of my friends opinion, but they feel that it will sell as much as The Twilight Saga. Hopefully, they'll be right.
Well, now that I've told about the popularity of it, time to begin writing the chapters.
The book will be posted on my blog.
Coming Soon
The book is about twenty chapters long, and, this might just be a couple of my friends opinion, but they feel that it will sell as much as The Twilight Saga. Hopefully, they'll be right.
Well, now that I've told about the popularity of it, time to begin writing the chapters.
The book will be posted on my blog.
Coming Soon
The Beginning
Welcome to the world of my soon to be novels. I have a dream; to become a writer. This dream I didn't just wake up one day and say this is what I want to do. I have bee writing in school and making up stories in Study Hall, and actually enjoying writing papers and books in my spare time.
Well, as much as I would go on writing about my dreams and everything I wanna do to make my books sell, I have to write those down. :)
Well, as much as I would go on writing about my dreams and everything I wanna do to make my books sell, I have to write those down. :)
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