Thursday, 17 August 2017

Poem- My Knowledge

My pen is the sword,
My ink is the stroke that kills .
The paper is the shield,
The shield to myself.

The words and stories to possess,
I offer my mind as their home,
The questions that swirl deep in the mind, 
I offer to find the answers through my eyes.

To yield my thirst for knowledge is shame,
To yield myself into knowledge is gain.
The sound of the chalk against the board,
One is at home.
The smell of the chalk particles particle wafting through the air,
One is calm and collected.

Some may call it madness,
Some may call it obsession,
I call it love for knowledge,
I call it love writing.

The ones who hate writing,
They shall never know the beauty of a pen ,
The roundness of the tip,
How the ink pours from the nib.
The ones who hate reading,
You shall never know the beauty of the words,
How the printed words feel under your skin,
The familiarity of the smell of the pages.

Saturday, 12 August 2017

Summary: Fate, I Hate You

Delina Cortez is an average shy girl. She has a best friend. The best friend, Carrie Summers, has a secret. Carrie has a secret boyfriend named Ryder.

Ryder is the typical bad boy. He smokes, has several tattoos, piercings and has been to the jail several times. Now the catch is Carrie's parents don't know Carrie's dating Ryder but they still hate him.

Some boys at the high school, namely Carlos and Alan, find out the relationship, which sends Carrie in tears in Delina's arms. Delina being the best friend she is, decides to confronts Alan but then things go downhill.

They fall in love.

But later are separated by fate. Is it forever? No one knows.

Thursday, 10 August 2017

Fate, I Hate You

"So you and Ryder, huh?" Carlos questioned.
"What? How do you know? Who told you?" Carrie shrieked.
"I won't tell anyone, calm down! And I heard it from Alan... okay bye, I guess?" Rest of Carlos' words were already drowned out as Carrie was already running down the hallway of Brookwood High School in Georgia. Running down the hall she bumped into Delina Cortez, who happened to be Carrie's best friend.

"Woah, there tiger. Slow down. Practicing for a marathon, are we?" Delina chuckled but stopped when she saw Carrie crying.
"What happened are you okay? Did something happen between you and Ryder? Who made you cry? Who should I beat up?" Delina raged on. She burst out like lava erupts from volcano.
"Carlos and Alan know about me and Ryder. I don't what to do. Soon the whole school will find out and then my parents will also find out and you know that my parents don't like Ryder." Carrie sobbed harder. 

Delina led Carrie to Carrie's locker and shushed but suddenly pushed her away. Carrie looked up to the sudden loss of contact only to see Delina march up to Alan. Alan saw Del and Carr and waved but Delina pulled at Alan's collar so that he was at her height. While Delina was 5'6 feet, Alan was 6 ft 2 inches feet tall.
Alan gasped at the jolt of his head but quickly shut his mouth when he saw the look of rage on Delina's face. Alan again opened his mouth to say something, only to be shut down by Delina's voice.

"Okay, listen up Mr. I-Strut-Down-The-School-Corridors-Like-I-Own-This-Place, I am not going to endure your stuff,okay? Me or Carr haven't done anything to you. Stop with the rumors." Delina's voice boomed out like it had never before.Thankfully the corridors were empty, she continued," And if you ever... okay I just noticed how tall and intimidating you are and I'm so scared and ashamed right now. I'm just gonna scoot." With that Delina ran away.

Delina was a beautiful person at heart, she liked to keep peace with everyone and everything but when she got angry, she was feisty as hell. She was Hulk when she was angry. Delina was a brunette, actually there was no color to her hair, she also had a curvy body and a kind smile. Her eyes were like her hair, there was no color name to give them.

On to Alan...

New Story!!!

Hi guys. This is Kailyn and I am going to starting a new story. Don't worry I'm still going to post new parts of  A Not-So-Happy Birthday