Monthly Archives: March 2016
OH MY GOODNESS GUYS IM DYING!!!!
There is a BB-8 AIRPLANE!!!! Literally just GET ME ON THAT THING, I DON’T CARE WHERE IT’S GOING!!!
*tries to calm down*
I’m sorry for my freaking out up there. I’m just- agh. A BB-8. Airplane. :O
To see the full post with even more pictures click here.
Please tell me I’m not the only one dying over this! XD
Have you ever flown in an airplane? Or do you want to?
P.S. ONE MORE WEEK UNTIL TFA IS ON DVD!!!!
Hey guys! Ready to read the next part of TMCOC (I abbreviated it because it’s a long title 😉 )? This part is sad and where things start to pick up! I hope you like it!
Erebelle entered through the kitchen and set her basket full of berries on the counter.
“Goodness, Erebelle, what’s all the rush about?” Erebelle’s mother questioned.
“Oh, I’m just so excited to be home, that’s all. Well, I’m gonna go speak with the animals. I’ll be in soon, Mother!” Erebelle called over her shoulder, as she was already running out the back door.
Erebelle ran down the stone steps, smiling all the way, but as the shed came into view, her smile faded. The door to the shed was wide open. Erebelle scurried into the shed.
“Damarias! Damarias!” She called as she looked around for her friend. Erebelle looked at the ground and noticed Damarias’ paw prints, and she saw that they were following hoof prints.
“No…” She breathed and hurried back into the house.
“Mother! Did anyone come to visit today?” Erebelle asked breathlessly.
“Oh, I take that you went to your father’s work shed. Yes, some of the prince’s men came by looking for a mysterious creature. I’ve known about that creature for a while now, so I sold him to them. Thank goodness they came when they did or we would have no money to keep the house.” Her mother said quickly. Erebelle tried to fight the tears.
“How could you? I’ve taken care of him for months! I’m like a mother to him! He understands me like no other animal does! First I lose Papa, and now I lose my dearest friend.” Erebelle felt tears going down her cheeks. Her mother wouldn’t make eye contact with her because she was too ashamed with what she had done.
Erebelle ran out of the house and hurried to the palace. She walked up to the entrance, but was stopped by a royal guard.
“Please, you must let me in! I have to speak with the prince! It’s a matter of urgency!” Erebelle cried.
The guard replied, “Sorry, miss, but not just anyone is aloud inside, unless their presence is requested by the king.”
Erebelle sighed. “Please, sir, I have to speak with him!” She begged, but the guard sent her away. Erebelle walked a few steps away and then fell to the ground. The prince happened to be walking by and stopped in front of her.
“Erebelle, is everything alright?” He asked. Erebelle looked up at the prince with tears pouring out of her eyes.
“Sire, my dearest friend has been sentenced to death – by you.” She said slowly. Neal raised an eyebrow. “You must be confused. No one here is sentenced to be killed.” He assured her.
“Not all friends are humans, Sire. Sometimes the very best of friends are animals.” Erebelle stated.
“Do you speak of that creature?” He asked with disgust.
“That creature is the last of his kind!” Erebelle said, raising her voice.
“It’s a vicious monster.” Neal stated.
“No! I have taken the time to get to know him! He’s a kind and gentle creature! But you wouldn’t know that. All the time you’ve spent with him is chasing him down to kill him!” Erebelle shouted, and the guards and Alfred joined the prince’s side.
“What would you ask of me?” Neal inquired.
“Let him go. Spare his life and let him be free!” Erebelle said.
“I’m sorry, miss, but that creature, although he is good to you, could be a threat to the rest of the kingdom, just as his parents were. I will not let him go. Leave now or the guards will take you away.” Neal commanded, and Erebelle, very hesitantly left.
Neal walked out to where Damarias was being kept and looked into his eyes.
“Am I doing the right thing, Alfred?” Neal asked unknowingly.
“I think any decision of yours is right, Sire, but yes, this creature needs to die. It’s parents were mad.” Alfred replied.
“But does that make him that way as well? Do you think perhaps I ought to let him go?” Neal wondered. Alfred answered sincerely, “No, Highness. You’re doing the right thing.”
OOOOH!!!! XD Poor, poor, Erebelle and Damarias… 😉
The next part will be up in a week! 😀
Hey guys! Soo you all know how Kathryn and Emma do that “Tea and a Read” thing? Well, I thought I’d give it a shot, but there’s a problem… I don’t like or drink tea. So, I have no idea what to call this… But anyways! Here we go! XD
The book I’m reading is “Writer to Writer – From Think to Ink” by Gail Carson Levine. I just got it yesterday (my mom got it for me as a Blogiversary gift ;D ) and so far I am loving it! My drink is just plain old water, but what makes it better is that I’m drinking my plain old water from a BB-8 mug. So that makes it quite amazing, doesn’t it, my friends? 😉
Well, gotta go read now! Bye-bye!
Do you have a favorite writing book?
I decided to get the next part up a day early, since that would have been going quite a few days without a new post. 😉
“NEAL!!” The king yelled at the top of his lungs from the palace steps. Neal was just walking up.
“Yes, Father?” He asked with a huff. Whenever Neal was out hunting, his father would get furious.
“Have you been hunting again?!” The king shouted.
“Yes, I have.” Neal replied with a sigh.
“You know I don’t want you hunting anymore! You should be in the palace learning how to be a proper ruler. You don’t rule your kingdom by killing animals!” The king yelled furiously.
“Father, you have a good many years ahead of you, and as do I. It’s not time for me to be king yet, so I will continue to hunt.” Neal said decidedly. The king clenched his jaw and lowered his eyebrows.
“Neal, I am your father and your king, and you will do as I say! No more hunting, Neal!” The king said firmly. Neal sighed.
“Father don’t do this. I am so close to finally getting the rare beast I have been after all these months!” Neal said, trying to change his father’s mind.
“Neal, I didn’t want to do this, but you leave me no choice. I forbid you from hunting! I forbid you from even going outside the castle grounds! You will spend the rest of the year learning how to be a good king, and at the end of the year, you will choose someone to be your queen, at which time, I will retire from ruling.” The king commanded.
Neal’s face was completely serious. He had never imagined this would happen to him, and this time he couldn’t do anything but agree.
With a bow of his head, he said, “Yes, father.” And slowly headed back down the palace steps.
“Where do you think you’re going?” The king inquired in a loud voice.
“Just going for a walk in our secluded palace grounds.” Neal replied and walked away.
When he was out of sight, he climbed the palace wall and entered the forest where most of the commoners went to pick berries. As he walked along, he suddenly caught sight of the young girl he had met in the butcher’s shop that day.
“Well, we meet again.” He said to Erebelle, who, rather startled, spun around quickly at the sound of his voice.
“Oh, good afternoon, Your Highness.” Erebelle said with a curtsy.
“Picking berries, Miss Erebelle?” He inquired.
“Yes, I come here most every day. If it isn’t for berry picking, it’s simply to take a walk.” Erebelle stated. She hadn’t had much practice speaking to royalty, so she was a little nervous.
“I come here a lot, too. But unfortunately, today I had to climb the palace wall to get out here.” Neal said with annoyance.
“May I ask why, Sire?” Erebelle asked politely.
“My father has just forbidden me from hunting and from even stepping a foot out of the palace grounds. Although I shouldn’t have told you this. Please promise me you will not tell a soul.” Neal begged of Erebelle, who was smiling broadly.
“Oh, forgive me, Sire, I am not smiling at your troubles. But yes, I promise I will not tell anyone.” Erebelle had to bite her lip to keep from smiling. She was so excited that he wouldn’t be hunting anymore, because perhaps now, Damarias could come out of hiding and live freely.
“Thank you, Miss.” Neal said gratefully.
Erebelle fixed her shawl and said, “I’m sorry I have to rush off like this, but I really must be going now. Good day, Your Highness.” Erebelle curtsied and darted off towards home.
I know the first three parts are kind of slow, but the next part, well…. Hehehehe….. 😀
Are you enjoying this story so far?
Greetings! Today I gathered up everything BB-8 I own and took pictures of my collection! I must admit, I was surprised by how much I had! When it’s all scattered around your room it doesn’t seem like much, but, ahem, this is not a bitty BB-8 collection XD
Starting from the left, we have a BB-8 eraser, a sticker, pencil and pen, and 2 notepads. I got the eraser, pencil, and one of the notepads in a set at Target in the $1 section The pen is actually a Funko POP! pen and my newest addition to my BB-8 collection- It’s ADORBS! And the sticker my sister got for me for my birthday from ManandTheMouse
Here’s my BB-8 keychain (from Target in mystery packs. If you feel through the packs, you should be able to find him 😉 ) which I got from my brother and soon to be sister in-law for my birthday – it’s always on my purse and, yes, I always hold onto it. XD The keychain is attached to a cup that I got at Target – I use it to hold my pens, pencils, and scissors on my computer desk
My BB-8 folder! I think this may have been my first BB-8 item ever… Not 100% sure on that, though 😉 I got this at Target as well. Inside my folder I have a BB-8 drawing that my friend gave to me. I would have shown it, but I couldn’t figure out a good way to do so 😉
Here we have my limited edition BB-8 pin from HerUniverse, another pin (Hot Topic), eraser (Target), and my coin purse (Loungefly) which I use all the time! 😀
Here is another pin/button from Parkbound – isn’t it cute? 😀
Here’s my BB-8 mug that my BFF got me for my birthday! Isn’t it awesome?! Literally, I was drinking water out of it because it’s just so cute 😀
My AWESOME BB-8 slouch hat that my mom made me!! I wear this at LEAST once a week! 😀
My BB-8 necklace that my mom gave me for Valentine’s Day! I LOVE it! 😀
This shirt is another favorite! It’s so soft and comfy! I got this at Disneyland, but you can also get it at HerUniverse I also have a poster hanging up in my room that is the same picture as this shirt!
Out of my whole BB-8 collection, this plush is my favorite! I got him at Disneyland – you can read the story on how I got him at the end of this post. I hug him to death, and I do talk to him – he’s too adorable to not talk to! XD
That’s everything! You probably think there’s no way I can get anything else, but, ahem, I do want that BB-8 purse…. And that supposed POP! that’s coming out… Hee hee XD
This post is a part of Star Wars ComLINKS
What do you like to collect?
Yep, I knew I’d be too excited to post the next part. XD Plus, I’m just in a posting mood ;D
Enjoy the second installment of The Mysterious Creature of Charzul!
Erebelle sprinted through the door of her cottage while humming her favorite song.
“Erebelle, dear, is that you?” A gentle voice called from upstairs.
“Yes, mother! I’m going back out to check on the animals. I’ll be right in!” Erebelle called back, and went outside.
She walked past the well and across the little bridge that went across their moat. She walked down some stone steps and came to her father’s old work shed. She spun her head around to see if anyone was looking, then unlocked the shed and stepped in.
“Hey, Damarias. I got some beef for you. I got all the beef they had actually.” Erebelle whispered as she walked over to her strange creature. She knelt beside Damarias and stroked his fur.
“I know you don’t like being cooped up in here, but the prince and his men are after you. I promised I would keep you safe, so I think you should stay in here from now on, okay?”
Damarias moaned as he chewed his beef and looked at Erebelle with sad eyes.
“I know, I know, but trust me. This is best. I just don’t want anything to happen to you.”
Although Damarias was an animal, and he couldn’t talk, Erebelle knew that he understood every word she said, and they communicated in their own way.
“Well, I better get back inside before mother comes looking for me. Be a good boy!” Erebelle said as she kissed his fluffy forehead and scratched his jaw, then she got up and went back into the house.
“What took you so long, dear?” Her mother asked as she entered the kitchen.
“Oh, you know me, Mother. I just love talking with the animals.” Erebelle replied as she tied on her apron.
“Yes, I know, but I meant, what took you so long in town?” Her mother corrected herself. Erebelle paused as she tried to think of the words.
“Oh, I just, um-” Erebelle began, but was interrupted by her mother,
“Oh, please tell me you didn’t go for a walk in the woods again! I worry for you so when the prince is hunting in the area you are by.”
Erebelle bit her lip. “Sorry, Mother. I just love the woods, you know?” Erebelle said with a guilty smile. She hated having to lie to her mother, but she couldn’t let her find out about Damarias. “No one must know about him.” Erebelle said to herself and began kneading some dough.
Things are going to start getting more exciting in the upcoming parts, so stay tuned! 😀
Hi there! Today, I’ve been reading some of my stories I’ve written and I came across 2 of them that I had always been undecided of making into a photostory on littlehouseofamericangirl. But I finally decided, that I would share them here with all of you – that way you are all still able to read them
This particular story I wrote almost a year ago. It’s one of my few stories about an animal. I hope you enjoy
18 year old Erebelle Morrison, was walking through the woods, just as she would do every day, but today was unlike any other day. As she crossed over a giant log, she heard a low growl come from inside of it. Erebelle gasped and when she jumped down from the log, she peeked inside. Staring back at her were two sad, green eyes. “Hello there. Don’t be scared, come on out.” Erebelle persuaded the creature. She was known, at least by her mother, for being able to communicate well with animals. The creature slowly poked it’s large head out of the log. Inch by inch it made it’s way out of the log, and Erebelle grew more and more amazed. She had never seen an animal quite like this one before. It crawled on all fours and had a hunched back with a long spiraled tail. It was furry and had a large mouth. “Well, whatever you are, you are definitely a baby. Where are your parents?” Erebelle asked the little creature and it wailed. “Oh. My papa is gone, so I can understand how you’re feeling.” Erebelle said sympathetically. The adorable little creature crawled over to her and nuzzled her arm. Erebelle giggled. “You know, you’re going to need a name. How about… Damarias! Yes, that’s perfect for you!” Erebelle decided and Damarias growled, almost as if he agreed that it was a good name. Erebelle smiled and stroked his long ears, but Damarias began to panic. “Damarias? What’s wrong?” Erebelle asked, and then she felt it too. The ground was shaking, and she knew it was the prince out on a hunt. Erebelle saw the fear behind Damarias’ eyes and she realized that the prince must have killed his parents, and that now they were after him. “Come on, Damarias, I’m bringing you home with me, where you’ll be safe.” She told him, and he let her scoop him up in her arms and carry him home. Erebelle brought him down to her father’s old work shed. Her mother never went in there anymore, so she knew he’d be safe in there. Erebelle grabbed a rope and spoke gently to Damarias. “I have to tie you up, okay? Do you trust me?” Erebelle asked and he lifted his head for her to tie the rope around him. Then Erebelle made a promise to him,”I won’t keep you in here forever. I’m going to protect you. And I’ll let you out once in a while, when it’s safe, so that you can run around and play. I promise.”
Six months later….
Hunting horns sounded as the prince of Charzul and his men galloped on their horses through the Plormont Woods. They had been hunting for this creature for months, but even with how close they got to killing it, they never did catch it. None of them knew what it was, only that they wanted it dead. They chased after it for miles, but once again, it vanished. The company came to a halt and the young prince jumped out of his leather saddle. With a sigh he asked, “Are we ever going to catch that beast, Alfred?” Alfred, the prince’s royal guard, dismounted his horse and joined his highness’ side. “You are the country’s greatest hunter, Sire. I know you’ll catch it.” Alfred replied as he straightened his cap atop his head of long black hair. The prince mounted his horse again and he and the company rode back to the palace, but this time, the prince wanted to cut through the village. He loved his people, and he enjoyed checking in on them from time to time, to see that everything was good in their lives. As they were riding past the butcher’s shop, the prince brought his horse to a halt. “Sounds like a bit of a ruckus in there. I am going to check it out.” The prince said and dismounted his horse. As he entered the butcher’s shop, he saw a young lady with long red hair arguing with the butcher himself. “Please, sir, just stop talking for two minutes and let me explain!” The lady said with annoyance. “No! You may not purchase all of my beef! I care about the people here, and I’d like them all to be able to buy beef! I do not care about the money!” The butcher yelled. “Excuse me, butcher, but what exactly is the problem here?” The prince interrupted. The red headed lady turned around and rolled her blue eyes, thinking the prince hadn’t noticed. “Oh, Prince Neal! Forgive me, I didn’t see you come in.” The butcher said, quite embarrassed and surprised to see the prince in his shop. Prince Neal raised his hand, “No, it’s alright. I heard a bit of a commotion in here, and I thought I’d come in and see what the trouble is.” The red headed girl curtsied and said, “Please excuse me for saying so, Your Highness, but really, I don’t need any help.” Prince Neal took a step closer to the two. “Why do you wish to purchase so much beef, Dear Lady?” He asked, his hand resting on his sword. “I, uh, have a large family.” She replied slowly. “No, now that is not true! She comes in here all the time! She is an only child living with her mother on a small farm just outside of town!” The butcher corrected. “Ah, I see.” Prince Neal said with a tilt of his head, then continued, “So you would take the risk of lying to your prince?” He asked with a smile. “Well, I – Ugh, I just need the beef. It can not be described, especially to you! You wouldn’t understand!” The girl said in frustration. “Oh, please explain, Miss…?” Prince Neal said. “Erebelle. And no, I can’t explain, Your Highness.” She said firmly. Neal put his hand over his mouth and chuckled, “Very well. You may keep your secrets, Miss Erebelle. Butcher, give her the beef. I will pay for it.” Erebelle’s eyes widened in astonishment. “Really, Your Highness, that won’t be necessary. I have enough to pay for it myself.” She assured him. “Please, allow me. Accept it as an apology gift for any frustration I may have caused you by trying to force you into telling me your secrets.” Prince Neal pleaded. Erebelle nodded her head in agreement. “Thank you, Sire.” She said with a curtsy and went on her way home.
That concludes the first part! I hope to post one part at least once a week, but I might get too excited and post twice a week… Who knows! XD
‘Ello there! I have another writing prompt for you today – yay!
When I was at Michael’s recently with my mom and sister, we turned down an aisle and I saw this. I found it very inspirational, so I took a picture of it and created a writing prompt! I hope you like it
If you write something from this prompt, please share it with me in the comments or post it on your blog so I can go read it
Would you like me to continue making writing prompts?
Hello there! I was trying to think of what to post on here today and I finally decided on a writing prompt! This is my first one I’ve created, but I hope you like it and that it inspires you