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The start of my new story!!


Hi guys! It's been quite a while since my last post, I'm sorry, I have tests for the next few weeks and I have to revise a lot. There will be a blog post on how to be organised coming soon, with some tips and stationery essentials. 
Anyway, my mum told me it would be a good idea to start writing a book, and of course I didn't say no. She said if it was good enough, we could send it to a few publishers! I love writing stories, and if I'm not reading, or watching Disney Films, or on YouTube, you'll find me staring into space trying to think of a name for a city, in a kaleidoscope. This is the first part of my new story, which I haven't decided a name for yet. Let me know what you think in the comments, it means a lot to me when someone comments!
Here it is!
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You’d think living in such a colourful, bright place is fun, but it isn’t. What happens when it gets dark? What happens when the world gets completely changed?
My name is Storm. I was born during a storm.
You might not understand what I mean by storm. I’d better explain a bit better.
The world I live in is a kaleidoscope. Full of amazing patterns, especially when it is bright. Did you ever think of how the people inside the kaleidoscope feel when you shake it because you are bored of one amazing pattern, and you want to see another? That’s greed. One pattern is enough. Every time you shake the kaleidoscope, our world disappears and a new one is formed. It is dangerous. Many people die because of The Change. I was luckily enough not to, many, many times, and that is why I am the leader of the west side of the kaleidoscope. I make sure no one else gets killed during The Change.
Another horrible think is when it gets dark. After you have seen loads of amazing patterns, and killed so many people, you get bored. It is something humans feel a lot. Boredom. When it gets dark, when you take us away from a window or the sky, it gives the Dark Side a chance to try and make all the other people suffer, and make it dark forever, which they have never, ever managed to do.

But they will soon.

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That's all I have written so far, but there is a lot more to come! It might just become a little bit of my post, like the quote. 

Anywho, the quote of the post is:

Be careful with words. They can be forgiven but not forgotten.

Thanks CrazyConcertinaFriend for giving me that quote!

Meain Girl- going back to real life xxx

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