To Feel

I run, I walk, I feel

For all things have feelings,

So we all feel.

We feel pain and peace,

Hope and anger,

Fear and courage.

We all have feelings.

Feelings that grow and change according to our hearts.

So keep running,

Keep walking,

Keep feeling.

Cause’ that is how we become ourselves.

Hero's Journey

Movie: Sleeping Beauty
Hero: Princess Aurora
Ordinary World: Her ordinary world revolves around a small cottage in the woods where she picks berries, sings, and plays with animals.
Call to Adventure: Her call is when she meets Prince Phillip in the woods.
Refusal of the Call: Her refusal is when she runs away from the Prince.
Meeting the Mentor: Her mentor(s) have lived with her, her entire life. Fawna, Flora, and Merriwether. The good fairies.
Crossing the Threshold: Her return to the the palace and to her family but also when she comes back and tells the fairies of her love.
Tests, Allies, Enemies: Her enemy is Maleficent the evil witch and her minions. Her ally is Prince Phillip and the fairies. Her tests involve the coming home to the palace as well as the prick on her finger of the spinning wheel.
Approach: When she is sleeping, the Prince sets out to save her.
Ordeal: Also could be the prick of the spinning wheel or the waiting for the Prince to give her true loves first kiss.
Reward: Is the kiss the Prince gives her.
The Road Back: Walk down the stairs to her new life.
Resurrection: Her dance with the Prince in the palace brings to mind the same dance in the woods.
Return with Elixir: She marries Prince Phillip and lives happily ever after.

In The Hours At Midnight

Chapter 1(part 1)

Ever since I can remember I’ve always had dreams.  But not just any dreams. Dreams about vampires. These dreams feel so real to me that it sometimes scares me. In fact I just recently had a dream about a girl trying to change herself because of what she became. Fate just keeps turning for her.  I don’t  know if my dreams are real but this is the story of how my life changed forever.

          My name is Iliana Scarlet Hurston. I am a petite young woman barely into adult hood so to speak with golden brown eyes and dark red hair. I live in a small town on the edge of a pond called Sirius. I go to a plain school named Wolfman High School of which the mascot is the werewolf. Seeing as the population of my High School is 30, now 31, although I don’t know that there’s going to be a new person yet. The population of the town is a measly 150 where the majority of them are elderly or parents, young kids are in elementary which is not where my story takes place.  I normally call this small town dullsville, a town with nothing to do anywhere that would match my interests except at home. 

          My home is the tall dark mansion on the hill in the middle of town.  I have always loved my home it feels like I belong in it every day but because of it and my weirdness I have become a social outcast. Until the fateful day I got up for the first day of school starting my senior year…

          I jolted awake as my alarm went off for the ten thousandth time and quickly got ready for school. As I dashed out the doorway with a piece of toast in my mouth I ran down the hill towards school. As usual I get to school late (pretty much the only group I belong in…) running down the hall I make it to my classroom just before the teacher entered and started taking role.

            The teacher’s name was written on the board with neat elegant cursive… Mr. Draconis.

 Mr. Draconis was a tall but chubby as one would say, looking man with grey hair for he was getting old and constantly had a book either in his hand or on his desk his eyes were a soft green and blue seemingly like the sea. He seems strict at first but is a nice teacher for the most part.

 As he was taking role a new student entered and talked with Mr. Draconis. I quickly assumed he was a transfer student and then shut out the rest of the noise the class was making to focus on my own thoughts.

In The Hours At Midnight

I know this is just a little something I wrote a while ago and I'm wondering if I can expand on it into a story I already have names picked out for characters... it would definitely help if I have feed back... thanks!

Pre-face

I can run faster than anything in the world, that way it is better for me to get to my prey.  I am stronger than anything else in the world. It is better for me to restrain my prey when they fight me.  But did I ask for this?  No. As a matter of fact I didn’t.  Still it is fun to show off my amazing speed and strength. But there will come a time where it is not all fun and games, where I shouldn’t be a show off. I need to remember things from my first life but all I remember is the pain I went through when I was changed. I know that I was human before, but I suppose as time moves on, I will remember more of my previous life.  I ask myself all the time, “Why me?” But all I can conclude is that fate is the reason.  I am a creature of the night. One who kills others but if I don’t I will die.  I would die because I starve myself just to try to get rid of the temptation.  My thirst for human blood is unbearable.  But there is no choice left. I give in. I always find myself feasting on human blood, feasting on those who were once alive, those who were once like me. I live in regret of the people I killed, because I dream about it. Other creatures around me say I should drink human blood.  But I try to resist the burning feeling of thirst.  But I always give in because I still want to live, but I also want others to live.  I am trying to find a new solution to not killing people, and I am hoping I will find a way, only time will show the way I must go.  To live is to die, to die is to live.  Good is evil, evil is good.

Love Them

This is for the outcasts.
For the girls who never knew he was a jerk.
For the boys who never tried to stop when she said no.
For the babies who don't know a word yet are understood.
For the little boy that fell from a tree and never got up.
Love them.
This is for those who just stand against a brick wall never moving.
For those who never will be able to speak, or hear, or see.
For those who will never be able to feel the grass under their feet, or be able to run through the fields.
Love them.
This is for those who had a home but will never have one again.
For those children who will never have a full stomach.
For the fun-loving people who can't get enough fun.
Love them.
For if you love them and grasp them and serve them, they will become a lot more closer to you.
For your heart will expand to love those around you.
Your enemies will become someone that you once hated but now you pity them for now you see why they are your enemy.
By loving everyone the world will grow so much kinder and fill the world with a love that no one may understand and they will have peace.
Don't let anyone get in your way of loving them for by loving others their comes a time when the toleration of that person becomes love too.
So all I can give all those around me is kindness and to,
Love them.

Forgetting...

I keep forgetting to feel lonely when I'm alone. I keep forgetting to exercise. To be there when someone needs me. I keep forgetting to do homework... but sometimes I do that purposely. I keep forgetting to feel the wind on my cheeks and enjoy it. I keep forgetting to smile when I am having a rough day. I keep forgetting to say no to people in need. Yet when will we own ourselves completely? For we keep forgetting things like yesterday or tomorrow, for we only live in the present and dwell on the things of the past. But how many of us look forward to the future? For forgetting pulls us into darkness and ignorance of the things that are important. So we keep on forgetting, and tonight is not the last time I'll see the light for there are times that we remember.