Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Prologue part 2

Dear Viewers,
          Some of my friends begged me to post more of the story I posted on this. Here it is, part two of the prologue. This time it's  from Julia's point of view.

          He's a threat. Somehow, he'd hacked the FBI system, and the SS system. I can tell he's after me, and as stubborn as agents are, I suspect he won't give up. Unfortunately, he's been following me, and he traced me to the school I'm currently attending. The worst news is, he's only fourteen years old. I know I have to take him out, but that seems psychologically impossible. He's only a kid, the same age as me. The thing is, I can probably sympathize with him. I used to be in the FBI until I learned the truth. But I'll do what I have to, and that means I've got to go against my morals. Like I always do on these kinds of missions. Oh well, I've taken down plenty of criminals. It'll be just like that. Once it's over, it'll be over. I've learned not to dwell on the past. And not to think about the future. 

         

Thursday, December 13, 2012

Christmas

Dear Viewers.
          *sigh* I wish Christmas would hurry up and come already! I'm tired of waiting! (btw, as you've probably figured out, I'm very impatient) But, at least I get to hear all the Christmas carols (even though they do get old after you hear them 10 times a day every December!), and it's still winter, so there might be a snow day soon. Cross our fingers! Lick a spoon, and put it under your pillow! Sleep with your pajamas inside out! Whatever it takes!

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Bullying

Dear Viewers,
          Have you ever been bullied? It hurts doesn't it? Have you guys ever heard of Megan Meier? She hung herself 3 weeks before her 14th birthday. People were making fun of her, and a "boy" on MySpace. It was really a family who's daughter Megan used to be friends with, until they had a fight. The mother made the fake MySpace page, and when "Josh" gained Megan's trust, he started being mean to her. When the kids at  school found out, they all posted mean things about Megan, and Megan got really upset. Around an hour later, Megan's parents found Megan in her closet. She had hung herself. The worst part is, the adult responsible faced almost no punishment. Now, at least most states in the US have laws against this. If you want to find out more about Megan Meier, go to http://www.meganmeierfoundation.org/megansStory.php.
                                                                                                                                         -Lizzy

Monday, December 3, 2012

Intro


Dear Viewers,
       My name is Lizzy. If your looking for serious and professional blogger, then you're looking in the wrong place. I am very laid back, and am good at giving advice. I don't like to be around people who are full of themselves, or make me feel bad about myself. By the way, I won't be just posting about writing advice, I also will write about  everyday things that happened in my life. I will also be accepting letters, so don't be afraid to share personal, or made up stories, and you can give me permission to post them up here.
                                                                                                                                    -Lizzy

Riddle

Dear Viewers,
          Try to solve this riddle.

You are trapped in a room.  You have a saw, and a dresser in the room.  The walls are too hard to saw through.  You must use both tools.  How do you get out?

I'll post the answer on Wednesday.
                                                                                                                                   -Lizzy

Spotlight

Here's a poem I wrote;

Spotlight

The lights in your eyes
Blinding you
All eyes on you
Waiting for you to do something
Waiting for you to mess up
You freeze
Someone snickers
Your face burns crimson
You recite your line
And slink off stage 

The next day
You look at the cast list
You smile
You got the lead role
You did it
You do a dance
Then walk away

This is my fantasy.

Sunday, December 2, 2012

Handshake

Dear Viewers,
          My friend made up this hand shake/hand game.  Here are the "lyrics"

Happy llama
Sad llama
Totally rad llama
Super llama
Drama llama
Big fat mama llama
Bunny
Bunny
Bunny
Dinosaur
Awkward turtle
Makes weird babies
Evil Doctor Coconut turns into a palm tree
Awkward hot dog
Woof, woof
Awkward hot dog
Woof, woof
Turkey turkey gravy
Turkey turkey gravy
Awkward flagpole waves goodbye
Rabid squirrel

Yeah, my friend's weird.

Friday, November 30, 2012

Sayings

Dear Viewers,
     Have you ever heard that saying, when one door closes, another opens? I have, and I thought it was cheesy, but, in a way, it's right. If Helen Keller hadn't been blind and deaf, she wouldn't have inspired that many people. If I hadn't stopped being friends with a girl that was mean, I could have turned mean, and I would never have made friends with the girl who helped me create this blog. I know it sounds cheesy, but it's a good idea for an essay, or something like that. Philosophize about a famous saying. If you do it right, you'll probably get an A+. ;)

Thursday, November 29, 2012

Prologue

 
     How's this?  It's a rough draft;
     Prologue
      After years of martial arts training, and self defense classes, she was deadly.  She could flip a grown man over her head, and she had about 12 ways to kill someone with a hair band.  She could be a beneficial ally, but she could also be a dangerous foe.
     She was my mission.  I work for the F.B.I., and she had to be taken out, if you know what I mean.  Unfortunately, how I would take her out was my problem.  I had tailed drug dealers, robbers, and assassins, but she might be my hardest, and most dangerous mission yet.  Both psychically, and psychologically.
    Having no records whatsoever, it was almost impossible to trace her.  Eventually though, I cracked the system.  The especially hard part was, she was fourteen years old.  Same as me, so, I got sent to, yep, you guessed it...school.  Because, yes, she probably doesn't need to go, but fourteen year olds have to go to school.  It's the law.  Well, except if you're in the F.B.I.  But, even though I had an IQ higher than most adults, I was sent to school also.  So that's why I'm stuck here.  

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Whoops

Dear Viewers,
        At lunch today, I  was walking to throw my scraps away, when someone ran past me, bumping into me, and I spilled the sauce and everything else on my nice shirt. When I walked into drama, I remembered we were supposed to wear nice clothes for dress rehearsal, performed in front of the whole grade. Whoops!
                                                                                                                                           -Lizzy