If I Apologised

This is a short story I wrote in the YWWP (Young Women Writers Program). I was one of twelve students from all of Kentucky to get in, and had a WONDERFUL time! The prompt for this piece was "The letter said the package would arrive on Monday." And this is what I came up with. Sequels are currently being written.

The letter said the package would arrive on Monday. But she wasn’t there to receive it. She had gone walking that day, alone in the foggy park. It was the perfect place to practice her abilities, open and welcoming, plenty of sparse, grown trees to hide her if eyes became too curious. It was there that she was stolen, and it was there that she was found.
The package had been a book and a charm she had ordered from the Shelf, a collection of unusual items. On the day she was stolen, the package was stolen as well.
At first she felt welcomed in the park, the air and the water sending out its usual heartfelt greeting. Soon, though, the trees and the earth began to warn her. Of course, it was too late by then; her Stealer had found her.
The grass tried to help her as she was being stolen, tried to grow on her Stealer, but all it succeeded in doing was making the Stealer drop the package. The ground quickly sucked it up. Then she was gone.
She was gone for three days. In those three days the earth, the grass, the trees, the air, and the water learned her secrets. Questions they had never had were answered – exactly how she and no one else could speak to them, the elements. How she carried the missing element, fire, in her pocket, like a pet. They came to hate her – they had thought she was their friend, someone they could trust. But she had kept secrets from them. They were glad she was gone.
In three days she returned. They planned what to do with her, how she was to be punished for her deception. But when they found her, bleeding on the grass, they could not hate her. The trees cradled her in their limbs as water ran down the bark like tears, slowly forming into tiny leaflets. Her name was Willow, and they wept for her.

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Dancing Through Life

Okay, this is not the story I promised, but I've been too lazy to type it up. So, because I really have nothing else to say, I shall post a poem I wrote. Sorry Staple Ninja and Book Hippo if you've read it. I'll try to get some new stuff to post. Until then........Read on!

ETERNITY’S WALTZ

The dress
Swishes and sways
Reflecting the stars
Curling around hidden wrinkles
To wrap around creases
And shield the spirit within
Moving shadows
Change from moment to moment
In a blur of motion
That seems to take so long
But is only a short while
Short as a knot in the rope
In the sea of memory
The princess dances
And laughs
And weeps
And screams
And looks silently on
All at the same time
Moving in motion
With the partner in front of her
Not remembering the dance before
Enjoying this dance
But still looking forward
To the next waltz of eternity.

Desert Rose

Alrighty! I am back....ish........*sigh*. I am really tired right now, and I haven't even gone back to school yet. Speaking of which, it took four hours to register. NOT my idea of fun. Here is my schedule:

Purple Day
1. Release Time Seminary - Griffith
2. Chorus - DeGraffenreidt (they just call him Mr. D, thank goodness ^.^)
3. Chemistry - Burton
4. Chinese 1 - Palfreyman

White Day
5. AP English - Smith (by the way, this is a senior-only class. Meep!)
6. Journalism 1 - Bryant
7. CP U.S. History - Medley (this is really APUSH, but the teacher wasn't AP certified or something)
8. Peer Tutor - Ford

So I totally forgot what else I was going to say in this post. Coming Soon: A new story written by the one and only Soren! Or, at least, the beginning of it. Eaven read it and liked it. I hope everyone else does. Until then, wish me luck. ^_^

The Highwayman

In honor of Nin, whom I will miss so very much.

And if the tears never seem to dry
Let them fall
Let them run down your cheeks
Down the crevices of your face
Let them flood down your soul
Cleansing in its wake
Let them be your melody
To the accompaniment of screams
Of curses
To the gray sky
Crying with you.

But remember to breathe
Remember what it is like with the sun
That light of warmth
The bane of my existence
Remember this and laugh
And then the tears will dry
And then your heart will stitch together
And come back
Come back to the body it has missed
Since before the tears
Before the advent
Before the smile

Remember me
Don’t ever forget
And move laughingly on
To that wide horizon
As I walk to that single point
To meet you.

This is not the end

This is merely the beginning of the next book.

I wrote this for you. Erm, I hope it's okay.
Come visit me soon.

Hello

Two people have died in two days. The first was a guy at West that had MRSA, who died the day before yesterday. The second happened just yesterday. The mother of someone on my bus, someone that lives down the street from me got run over by their moving van while her kids watched. I should be sad, maybe a little scared, but I'm not really. It just makes me think a lot about what my death is going to be like, what I want it to be like. I'm not quite sure yet. Maybe that's a good thing.
I got a 100% on my chemistry test.
Chemistry reminds me of when we got the news that one of the teachers died of cancer. That was this year. Maybe last month? I don't know. There's been a lot of death lately.
It makes me think.

Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again

So Dad's in Utah right now. Darn, I miss him. But at least he's starting his new job today. We'll be moving soon (hopefully in about two weeks!). I'm really excited because it means that I won't have to make up all the snow days we have here. Hee hee. Erm, so anyway, I'm just going to ramble about random stuff because I feel like it.
So I watched the Mummy Returns and the Mummy 3: Tomb of the Dragon Emporer. And yet, I've not seen the Mummy. Oh the irony. In the Mummy 3 they speak a lot of Chinese, and I was actually able to understand some of it, which made me happy. I haven't taken Chinese for almost a whole term now, and I really need to review it. Blergh.
Sorry for those who read my blog and fanfiction for not updating. School has been ruling my life for the past year. I spend Saturdays just doing homework. I love my classes, but they require a LOT of work. But if it gets me into college.....
A friend of mine got into BYU Idaho, which is where I want to go, and by the time he gets back from his mission, I'll be in a higher grade than him. Mwahahahahaaaaa!!!
I think I am done rambling now. For all ye readers, I run out of subjects to talk about, so if you want to know something about me or whatever then just ask and I will reply in (probably) the next post.
I never know how to end these things. So.....See you soon! Especially you, Eaven!

Dante's Prayer

I chose this song because I thought it fit for someone who is going to the Temple today! Woot! I am so excited! This one of the few times that I will ever dress up to school. For all you people who don't know why I would need to do that, the reason is thus: We leave at 4:15 in order to get to Louisville (which is a hour-and-a-half away from where I live), and school ends at 3:40. We have to be at the church at 4:00. That leaves precious little time to do anything at home, except maybe grab a snack because we won't be eating until late. It's so fun!! So I am UBER excited and at lunch right now. Well, I'm actually in the library, but it's lunch time. So I had probably better go. So.....enjoy whatever you're eating! And read (and REVIEW) my fanfictions, if you do not mind. I think that now that I'm on a roll, it'll be better. Do not be turned off at the first chapter. And comment. On here. Because I like to know what you guys think. I'm rambling again. Blergh.
Have fun on this blissfully rainy/windy day!
Happiness!