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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