Honesty

Haven't you ever felt that when you tell the truth... other people don't believe you? I have many times this week have felt that... and at times has even made me cry.... sometimes I think "Why don't they believe me?" other times"Why does it have to be like this?" "Why does he not seem to trust me?" and it hurts.... a lot.... We get into arguments and things and I know he thinks he is doing the best to try to help me... and I also know he cares for me even though some of the things he says hurts. But again.... even honesty said is sometimes not believed. And with this I speak the honest truth. Honesty is a good thing to have but when the honesty isn't believed I've learned that trust can be easily broken.... so just be careful with what you say even if it is the honest truth for even then the double edged sword of words can still harm you.

Prayers

Everyone has need of prayers. As I look through life I have often felt the prayers of others and now I wonder what prayers have I said for others. I have prayed for many things recently... the health of a friend, the happiness for another. I found a poem that represents much on this subject so I'm just going to leave it here for everyone to enjoy... and if you have anything you feel you have prayed for or have just felt prayers answered in anyway please share. :D I know that I have had many of my prayers answered... anywho here's the poem.

We pray for children

who bring us sticky kisses and a fistful of dandelions,

who sleep with the dog and bury goldfish,

who hug us in a hurry and forget their lunch money,

who cover themselves with band-aids and sing off-key,

who slurp their soup.

And we pray for those

who never get dessert,

who have no safe blanket to drag behind them,

who can't find bread to steal,

who don't have any room to clean up,

whose pictures aren't on anybody's dresser,

whose monsters are real.

Life Since I Stopped Blogging

Well hey everyone again. It's been a while since I've updated this so I think I should start again. :D So what I've been doing recently is mainly playing games on the computer haha but other than that getting a job and so far that's going well. As for my other life with friends and meetings of new people lots have happened. :D I have met many new and great people and there are also many of my friends who will be gone for a couple years so I'm definitely going to miss them as well. I have found that I have found myself and that's for me to help others, because when I do that it makes me happy. :D So if y'all need help or advice in this case ask and I hope I'll be able to answer questions. If y'all don't ask I don't mind anyway I'm just trying to get this up again so I'm most likely going to be posting more poems and stuff like that... cause hopefully that will help improve my writing skills. :D I also give thanks to all those friends who have supported me through all my troubles. :D Oh and if you give me ideas or topics you'd like me to speak on just comment and I'll get to it as soon as I can. Thanks. :D Oh and one more thing if you find you like somethin that I wrote before like my story please tell me and I'll try to get on it again and actually finish it. :D

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.