Diary of Secrets

FOUR YEARS AGO.

12th of February.
Dear Diary,
Last night I had the most unusual dream. It felt so real, yet I woke up in the middle of it so I knew it wasn’t. It started off as a blur of images as though I was walking down a corridor of endless moving pictures. I felt the need to stop at one point so I did and then a door appeared beside me. I opened the door and walked into my step-mother’s study; she was talking to one of the guards. They were talking about the kingdom and some changes that she wanted to make to it. I walked over to the window realising that they either couldn’t see me or just didn’t notice me. The flowers were gone from the blossom trees below and the only colour left in the garden were those of the evergreens and step-mother’s personal flower garden that she kept flowering with her magic. I tuned back into the conversation just in time to hear the guard mention me. I looked at my step-mother and startlingly, she looked straight back at me with an icy glare and said, “well deal with her later”. I woke up covered in sweat and couldn’t go back to sleep. I didn’t know what to think of it – still don’t actually. I just hope I never have a dream like that again.

15th of February.
Dear Diary,
I’ve had that same dream again every night since the first. I don’t know what it means, but it feels so real and it scares me! I keep hearing more and more details of the conversation as each night goes by and I can’t unsee it. Every time I look at my step-mother I just see the hard stare she gives me in the dream. I don’t know what’s going on or what to do. Perhaps I should tell Father?

17th of February.
Dear Diary,
I had that dream again the night before last so I decided to tell Father yesterday. I told him everything I heard and saw in the dream and waited for him to respond. He was quite for a few moments staring off in the distance before he looked at me and asked if I’d told anyone. I said no, and he was adamant that I keep it that way. I especially needed to keep the information away from my step-mother. He said he’d explain why in a couple of days but for now I just needed to keep it to myself.

18th of February.
Dear Diary,
Today my step-mother wanted me to join her for tea. It was a somewhat odd request seeing as she usually didn’t acknowledge me these days more than was necessary. She asked about my studies and Father and then asked a lot about my magic such as: whether I’d been practising, if I’d developed any more gifts and many more questions like that. I remembered Father’s warnings and I didn’t tell her anything about my dreams but I’m so very confused.

19th of February.
Dear Diary,
I talked to Father today about Step-Mother’s little tea party with me and he seemed upset or worried. I assured him that I told her nothing about my dreams which seems to calm him a bit, but not entirely. I pressed him to tell me what was going on and he finally told me something. Only one little detail, but at least it was a start. He said my gifts were expanding and that I’m just coming into a new one. He wouldn’t tell me what it was – instead telling me once again that he’ll let me know soon. And also that I must keep this a secret from my Step-Mother at all costs.

20th of February.
Dear Diary,
Today the trees lost the last of their flowers and the wind turned cold.
Today I found out my Father died.
Today I was kidnapped.
And today I found out that with my new gift, I’d seen my Step-Mother plotting my Father’s death in my dreams days before it happened.

Thanks to a friend for this character development type prompt! These diary entries are in direct response to an older post of mine – the beginnings of a story that I’ve now decided to work on. In discussions about whether to write a novel or create a tv/web series. Amber. xx

A Pixar Story

Once upon a time there was a princess, or a young girl. Or both.

Every day it was the same routine, it wasnt’ a bad life, but it was hardly interesting and she longed for change, for adventure.

One day, everything did change! Somehow she was taken out of her usual environment, generally thanks to an evil of some kind.

Because of that, the young girl had to adapt to the new atmosphere and her new location at the same time as trying to get back home or rescue someone.

Because of that, the young girl faced challenges to both her mind and her morals and ends up becoming a changed person, always for the better.

Until finally, the day came where the young girl makes her way home, completing a quest or escaping her captors and of course, eradicating whatever the evil was in the story. She may at this point also be in love with a prince or a very handsome and brave man that she met along the way. Not to mention her best friend/s who may or may not be human.
And of course: THEY LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER.

Or perhaps I’ve just watched too many Barbie films with my sisters.. Either way! This is pretty much how I see the basic structure of any animated movie. Hahaha! (Code word for: yes, too many Barbie movies) Sorry this isn’t an actual story, but I couldn’t think of a story that wasn’t already created by either Pixar or Disney. :3

Thanks, as always, to Kellie Elmore for the FWF prompt!

The Tree of the Siren

Okay, so the picture is a little off from the actual setting of the story, but this was originally for a Weekly Photo Challenge. 🙂

A young girl ran through the forest behind her house after her boyfriend broke up with her. She kept running even though twigs and branches were snatching at her legs and tearing her white dress. Eventually she ran far enough that she emerged on the other side of the forest to a place similar to that in the photo. Only, instead of ocean, there was a vast valley and where the father and daughter are, there was a single large tree which she climbed and perched herself in. This tree stood surrounded by patches of beautiful flowers and bushes and had branches overhanging the edge of the cliff which then dropped down to the valley floor. On the other side of the valley were mountains covered by green foliage that grew from the start of the valley up to the highest peak on those mountains.

The sun was just beginning to set, the sun casting a pink-orange glow over everything surrounding the girl. Sunset was a magical time. Everything was so beautiful; so at peace. She began to feel different. A feeling she’d never experience before began to creep inside he, overwhelming her at first but she soon gave into it- feeling the warmth, peace and tranquility coursing through her entire being. Then there, up in the tree, looking out over the valley, she began to sing.

Her voice was soft and angelic – the soft, warm breeze picking up speed as it carried the lyrics of her eerily, beautiful song into the distance. Her voice echoed through the valley as though it were bouncing off the surrounding mountains.

Continuing to sing, each of her notes growing louder and more powerful than the last. The wind gained more speed, intensifying as the song climbed in crescendo; her long, blonde hair whipped through the air as though wanting to be swept away with the wind. All around her, the leaves, branches and bushes rustled louder as if to compete with the volume of the song. Reaching the climax of her song she stopped suddenly. The trees became silent and the wind still.

The sun was almost below the horizon now and it was time she went home. She did not want to go home. She didn’t want to see him again. But, she must. The forest is no place for a young girl after dark. After one last look at the horizon, she turned and jumped out of the tree. She headed for the forest but stopped. Turning around to face the tree again, she notice a small pink flower near the top. It wasn’t there before. At least, she didn’t think so.

Beginning for the forest once more, she saw a figure emerging from the thick foliage. It was the youngest son of the new neighbours.

“What are you doing here?” She questioned the boy looking upset and sounding quite scared.

The boy just smiled and replied, “You have a lovely voice”.

The title is random because I couldn’t think of anything for it.. Ha ha! Another piece I’ve brought over from my main blog. There was originally more to this story, but I think this is a good place to end it for now. ;D

Inside the literary mind of a 12 year-old: The Pu Tuhs

A/N: Just before we begin, I thought I should say that this short story was written around my twelfth birthday. I’ve copied it to here word for word perfect, just so I could have it documented here as well as a single copy on paper. (: It was written in English class where we had to create a superhero and write a story about them.

This particular story was a practise exercise to precede the  final assessment – another short story about a superhero but.. better. Haha. (Hopefully I can find that one – as I’m rather proud of it – and show it as well. Although it did grow from a 500-700 word limit to a 2,114 word submission. ;D) Anyway! Enjoy.

The Pu Tuhs (Which is Shut Up backwards. Apparently I found this thoroughly amusing in Grade Nine.)

One fine day at Sommerset High, Ms Ellem was teacher her usual Monday period 5&6 english class.She enjoyed teaching this class as she had mostly lovely kids but unfortunately also many annoying little brats. Her favourite students were Monelica Amerthyst and Marie Roberts. Monelica and Marie were her favourites because they were polite, well behaved and also did all their work. There was also one other reason. One which very few people knew about. They had something in common that was superhuman. They all had super human powers. They all found out about each others when Ms Ellem caught them using their elemental powers and decided to share with them she was psychic and had an elemental power herself. But that was 2 months ago. Now they have mastered all their powers with each others help, and know where their power source is.

Twenty five minutes into the 35 minute lesson Monelica’s other best friend, Holly could see that the teacher’s desk drawer was glowing dimly and told both Monelica and Marie. Although they could not see it glowing they told Ms Ellem. Ms Ellem wanted to show the girls but couldn’t. Because by opening the drawer the classroom would glow a pinky-purple drawing attention to it from the students. So Monelica momentarily shape shifted the four of the to a space of nothingness while a hologram of them was created in the classroom.

Ms Ellem opened the drawer and inside sat a bright, shimmering pinky-purple stone. She explained to the girls that the stone was her power source. It was the scared stone, Pu Tuhs. It had been passed down through many generations. Monelica and Marie also had power sources which they could carry. Marie’s was a bright pink flower, and Monelica’s was a bright purple nova wand. They were starting to get warm and even brighter. Holly didn’t have a power source like theirs. Hers was in her mind. Ms Ellem then also explained why they were glowing and getting warmer. They were doing this because evil was looming. Coming for Ms. Ellem’s power source. Ms. Ellem knew who was coming from her psychic ability. It was the Nasty Wizard of Cicatidel.

Monelica returned the class to normal and they resumed the lesson even though the bell was due to go in 2 minutes. They were all scared of what was going to happen to Ms Ellem. They decided nothing was going to happen to her. They were going to make sure nothing was going to happen to her.

Suddenly a scary guy burst through the large windows of the classroom. At this moment Ms Ellem and the three girls knew it was the Nasty Wizard of Cicatidel. They all crowded around Ms Ellem and discussed what action they were going to take. As the wizard edged closer they decided they were going to fight but Holly was going to put a forced field around the class and Ms Ellem as Marie and Monelica fought him.

So the battle begun with the martial arts. Although unknowing to the Nasty Wizard, the girls also had super powers which matched his. After a good 5 minutes of fighting physically, the Wizard resorted to his super powers. He used both the Dark and the Earth elemental powers but Monelica and Marie could match it and rebound it. The fight started to get more fierce and they used all the powers they had and even Holly and Ms Ellem cam in to help. 10 minutes later they scared him off. The class came back in and cheered, although that didn’t last long because Ms Ellem erased that part of their memory.

When they all went to lunch Holly went to the Toilet, Monelica and Marie went to the Music block and Ms Ellem went to her staff room, leaving the Pu Tuhs in the class drawer. As Holly entered the toilet block se was interrupted by a man who she couldn’t see. He grabbed her and orbed her into Ms Ellem’s classroom where Holly could see it was the Nasty Wizard. He stole Ms Ellem’s Pu Tuhs. And he drove them off in his bomby car to his secret lair in a cave at the beach. (He liked the smell and sounds of the sea!)

Back at school, 10 mins after Holly had gone to the toilet, she had not returned. The girls started to worry and went looking for her. She wasn’t in the toilets, so they went to check the classroom. When they arrived, the classroom was trashed and Ms Ellem’s stone was gone. The girls sprinted up to Ms Ellems’s staffroom and told her. They realised then that it was the Nasty Wizard who had taken her stone and kidnapped Holly. Ms Ellem felt helpless as she knew if he has her stone he would use it for evil to rule the world. Ir destroy it. The girls also found a note which was left in the drawer. It said: “I have kidnapped your friend and you will not get her back unless you (Ms Ellem) come alone to my lair in the beach cave and tell me how to use your stone thingy!” Ms Ellem still had her powers and so did the girls! So they were going to find the Nasty Wizard of Cicatidel and defeat him in the process of getting back Holly!

As they crept cautiously through the damp, wet cave, they could hear a deep, muffled voice. They created a plan of what they were going to do and a course of action. As they crept closer, the girls hid in crevices along the cave so they were unseen. Ms Ellem went into the circular opening in which Holly was tied up and the Wizard standing behind a counter. “You’ve finally arrived!” he said snidely. “Yes, now untie Holly and leave her be!” she replied. “As you wish.” And he did so. “Now give me the stone to show you how it works!”

“I will not fall for that trick!”

Just give me the stone now, I want to get this over and done with!” She said getting slight angrier. He gave her the stone, and Ms Ellem laughed. The girls all stood in a line facing the wizard. Then the girls fired all their power at him and him to them in return. Sparks fromt he impact flew everywhere and the cave was getting brighter and brighter! Then all of a sudden the cave exploded and Holly quickly put a shield around the girls and Ms Ellem.

When the dust has settled all that was left was a little frog in a pointy hat that leapt away angrily. The girls laughed and then returned to school! Then celebrated with a block of chocolate Ms Ellem had in her staffroom fridge.

Amber. xx

So, after reading through this as I typed it out, I realised that much of it is actually rather painful to read it’s so bad. But, it was my twelve year old self and I shan’t correct this. Haha. Hope you enjoyed or at least, aren’t in too much pain. (: