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posted by alicia386
Chapter Two

FIRST RULE OF WAR: MAKE SURE THE VICTORY IS WORTH THE TROUBLE tu HAVE TO GO THROUGH WHEN tu DECLARE VENGEANCE. -ERICA

      Sophie's brown eyes widen and she stared in the corner. I immediately turned to look at what had her so shaken. It didn't see a thing."There's Emma," she mumbled astonished. "Can't tu see her?" I tried staring harder at the corner and I made out a pale figure sitting in the corner. I could see her face perfectly clear. Seeing this spirit made a flood of memories quickly poor in my brain and then leak out the other side.
      "The same Emma who use to have té parties with us when we were little?" I questioned. "The same Emma who would stay up all night chatting about herself and other things that we didn't understand at the time?" Sophie nodded. The surprise of seeing Emma wore off, now she was just excited about how she was able to see her.
      "And the same Emma who use to have a sister named Erica," dicho Sophie. "Whatever happened to her?" The outline of Emma began to flicker as she tried to talk to us. The depressed look on her face told us that she was unable to talk.
      "Sophie, Zoe, come down for dinner," called our dad. Sophie gave Emma an apologetic glance and we rushed off before dad gets suspicious.
      We came down at the exact moment dad was taking a segundo bite of his hotdog with no condiments. Sophie and I sat on opposites sides of each other while dad and Carrie sat at the head of the table.
      It was quiet at first. No one really had anything to talk about except for Carrie who couldn't help but talk. "So are tu guys happy we moved?" She asked. I shared a glance with Sophie and it was obvious what the answer was. "Well, don't worry. I am sure tu will get use to it soon enough."
      "Moving on," our dad interjected. "We have finally come up with a wedding date. We both decided that it will be fantastic if we got married August 4."
      Sophie's mouth dropped along with mine. They had the nerve to get married the same día mom and dad got married. "Did Carrie talk tu into this? Do tu have to get married on mom's wedding day?"
      Dad shook his head. "No, no, she didn't talk me into this. She actually tried to talk me out of it."
      "I did not want him to be married on the same día he was married to your mom but he insisted," dicho Carrie. I didn't believe her and neither did Sophie.

Sophie and I planned to explore the house and the rest of the lot that came with it tomorrow. There was a big forest behind our house and we wanted to go and see what we could find. Right now, I really needed to sleep. I was so tired that I almost fell down the stairs when I was going to my room.
      That night I had my first nightmare. It was in a graveyard (how all dreams start). I was with my friends Emma and Erica. Sadly, I was alone. Sophie laid dead right beside me and I wasn't even upset. Her expression was peaceful and serene. Erica looked up at me. "This is her future. This is how it will all end."
      "You can either help me now o leave her body to rot." Emma glanced sadly at Sophie's lifeless body. "She would have made a beautiful model." She made a tsk-ing sound and shook her head. Her features were a lot más clear. They both had had pale blonde hair and pale green eyes. They were pretty.
      "How do I stop it?" I asked calmly. Did it even dawn on my dream self that my twin sister was dead? "Can it be stopped?"
      "Yes, it can," answered Emma.
      "Do tu even want that? Once tu hear the plan there is no guarantee that tu won't try to kill her yourself." Erica stared hard at me. She, unlike her sister, had short blonde hair and she was no as pale. "This plan will save us all but there is no guarantee that tu would want Sophie to be here when it is over."
      "I would do anything to save my sister," I comentó determined. Then I woke up.

"Bye dad!" shouted Sophie from the door.
      "Where is she going?" I asked dad.
      "I think she dicho that she was going to a party," dad replied. "Carrie had introduced her to a girl and the girl invited her to a party."
      "Where was I?" I interrogated.
      "Sleeping," he replied.
      Sophie had completely forgotten about our adventure this morning. I was determined to have a better time without Sophie then I could possibly have with her. What puzzled me was why did Carrie introduce Sophie to the girl and not me? I shrugged it off.
      I slipped into my short shorts, a light green tank top, and some combat boots. I pulled my long black hair into a high ponytail. Trotting outside and into the forest of nature, I was happy to be on my own. If Sophie was here, she would already be complaining about the lack of light, the creepy bugs crawling and flying around, and the hot air ruining her hair. I was happy to not have Sophie around. I made everything so much más peaceful. Ever since me and Sophie were born, she was always the complainer.
      'Hello, again,' whispered Emma. She was right along side of me. Being near her made everything around her extremely cold. 'Are tu willing to help me?'
      "I don't even know what tu are talking about," I replied. Emma was blurry again. She was not as clear as she was in my dream.
      'You must help me save my sister from The One.'
      "Who the hell is The One?" I asked.
      'A notorious king that is loathed por everyone in The Spirit Realm. He kidnapped my sister, Erica and he hid her somewhere in the depths of his kingdom. No spirit is allowed to go anywhere near his kingdom but tu are not a spirit. tu are 100% human.'
      "What if I don't want to do it?"
      'Don't make me angry.' She glared harshly at me. 'You may have been my friend but I need tu now and I won't take no for an answer. Think about, ask Sophie, and I will be back for your answer later.' Her image flickered and then dissolved into little raindrops. Then there was raindrops everywhere; the sky became filled with raindrops. It was soon followed por thunder, so I left my adventure behind.
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Prologue

      It was your typical sunny día in Los Angelus. 6 año old Sophie and Zoe Mallory were having a té party with their best friends Emma and Erica. Even though Emma and Erica were unnaturally pale and wore very ancient types of clothing, Sophie and Zoe didn't notice. They were just thrilled to have friends. Emma was as pale as her sister Erica and their clothes looked like something from the seventeenth century. If Sophie and Zoe were any older, they might have thought this a puzzling o strange but they looked at it as if it was something everyone wears.
      Their mom peeped...
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If someone wouldn't mind lectura and commenting, I'm kind of in need of feedback. Thanks in advance.

"Evangeline! It's time to get up!" Mom called from the hallway. I grumbled and pulled the blanket over my head. Just five más minutes... five más hours would be nice...

"Evan," my older brother Joshua poked his head into my room. "Didn't tu hear Mom? tu need to get up." I growled at him.

"Get out," I squeezed my eyes shut tighter.

"Why don't tu try and make me?" he taunted. I grabbed my almohada and flung it across the room at him. He laughed and ran out of the room. Not having anything to...
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posted by rory2011
so I see tu guys escritura alot of wonderful poems
so I just want to share this with tu
I saw alot of tu escritura in the new poesía style and no one have ever wrote in the old style ,maybe cause it's only popular in where I live ,but here's a part of my fav poem ,it won't be easy to read it for the first time ,I hope I can translate it right ,it called "be panacea " :

1-weak your feeling of amor when it fall in sleep without people senses they would be like dolls

2-love ,the hut became a bright castillo hate,the world became a dark prison

3- the life gave tu all her treasures don't hold it back...
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I was in my house waiting my father and my brother
I heard something ,it's calling me since I was a kid ,and it always say "weak up" even If I'm not sleeping
I want to leave my house ,I opened the door and felt the air touching my hair ,the sun was cold in my cheeks ,it was summer ,and I feel the cold winter coming and escaping autumn
I walked away from my house , this is the first time I feel my house is very hunting that way ,while I was walking there ,I realized one thing and it was the most important thing I should realized in my dark life
I'm now a real human ,I were always close to live...
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posted by sawfan13
Anger
Nothing but anger
I should have listened to Mama
She knew best
I didn't listen to her
Yes Mama, they all laughed at me.
The blood.
Everyone jeering and cheering
Just like in the locker room
The pig's blood on the dress I made.
The laughter.
Their ear splitting and cruel laughter.
I start to cry
Tommy yells at them, telling them to stop.
The bucket falls down and he lays there unconscious.
The lights turn red.
Still laughter.
They tried going out the door
I trapped them all inside with only my mind.
The hose unwrapped from the emergency glass.
I turn up the water pressure.
They all scream.
Electrical wiring
The fires
I did it
The town I grew up in
Damaged and destroyed.
All from my mind.
I go home
I go inside.
And I wake up
In a pile of stones from the sky.
All from my mind.
This destruction I caused.
They laugh at me no more.
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Hope still blazes
Inside me.
I know I can do this.
It's possible,
And hope is entirely on
My side.

I believe I can do this.
I shall soar like an eagle
And touch the sky.
Reaching my dreams,
Achieving my goals.

While the war still blazes away
Outside,
I have a dream
That one day,
Somewhere,
There will be peace.

Everyone will live in harmony
That day,
Peacefully,
Never before to be engaged
In the horrible shackles of war.

Though difficult,
I believe in myself.
I believe in my country.
I believe in the world.
I believe that we can do this.
Hope still blazes.