So I had this idea for a story and I need your help. Desperately. One of the best parts of writing a story is the names. You get to pick out your favorite names for the characters. Of course this is also one of the hardest parts in writing a story. You know what I'm talking about?
It's the hero, the prince charming (literally prince charming) I have three good names and I can't decide which one to do. Dad, Aliese, Gracie, and Diane all have different opinions, this makes life pretty difficult. So what do you think?
Cedric (and I'll figure out a good last name)
Ky Brix
Braxton Sky
So . . . . there it is. He's brave, strong, handsome, you know . . . . prince charming.
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Friday, December 21, 2012
A post about long, loud, high pitched screams
I find it very hard to start a post.
Okay, I have decided to post about Aliese and the fun we have together. Well . . . the fun I have playing with her. When I say "playing" I mean teasing, and when I say "teasing" I mean scaring her.
Aliese is not only easy to scare, but she is fun to scare. In California we have a really dark hall, so when Aliese goes in the bathroom (which is at the end of the hall) I follow her. When I hear the toilet flush, I put on this really serious and scary face expression, and wait. Than she opens the door and see's the outline of a dark figure. What does she do? She screams. Long, loud, hallarious, high pitched scream.
At times, I think Aliese is scared of me.
(evil laugh)
Okay, I have decided to post about Aliese and the fun we have together. Well . . . the fun I have playing with her. When I say "playing" I mean teasing, and when I say "teasing" I mean scaring her.
Aliese is not only easy to scare, but she is fun to scare. In California we have a really dark hall, so when Aliese goes in the bathroom (which is at the end of the hall) I follow her. When I hear the toilet flush, I put on this really serious and scary face expression, and wait. Than she opens the door and see's the outline of a dark figure. What does she do? She screams. Long, loud, hallarious, high pitched scream.
At times, I think Aliese is scared of me.
(evil laugh)
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
I am a green eyed girl get it?
Who? Me. Greens eyes. I wouldn't mind if someone called me that, it's better then blue eyes anyway.
Okay look, I have nothing against blue eyes I'm just proud I have green eyes. At wish yesterday someone told me I had blue eyes. "No, I have green eyes." I say, than she says "Really?" feeling very close to this person I say " No . . . I know what color of eyes I have, they are most definitely green, thank you very much." she gets closer, than she says " No, no I think there blue." ready to yell " I KNOW MY EYES BETTER THAN YOU SO BE QUIET!!!" I said slowly so she could hear me clearly "Take my word for it." she gets closer " Oh! They are green!" Oh wow I was right! I knew what color of eyes I have! I can't believe I'm that smart! Duh.
Okay look, I have nothing against blue eyes I'm just proud I have green eyes. At wish yesterday someone told me I had blue eyes. "No, I have green eyes." I say, than she says "Really?" feeling very close to this person I say " No . . . I know what color of eyes I have, they are most definitely green, thank you very much." she gets closer, than she says " No, no I think there blue." ready to yell " I KNOW MY EYES BETTER THAN YOU SO BE QUIET!!!" I said slowly so she could hear me clearly "Take my word for it." she gets closer " Oh! They are green!" Oh wow I was right! I knew what color of eyes I have! I can't believe I'm that smart! Duh.
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