Chatterbox: In This Month's Issue
There's a story my mom used to read to me, but that was before the earthquake the separated New York from the rest of the world. That's right, the rest of the world; the government says that everything is normal, and anyone who tries to argue, vanishes with no trace of ever being here, though ever since the earthquake, no phones have worked, no computers, nothing that can work to send communications to anywhere. Anyway the story my mom told me was so fake that it was funny, at least, that's what I used to think. Deep underground is a town where all the good are separated from the bad. Only the purest of heart are able to reach this wonderful world. It is cut off from all of the other humans, and no one knows about it--at this point she would wink at me--not the government, not even the president. Mom would always stop there, I would always respond, "Then how do you know about it?" When I was younger, I actually wanted to know; now it's just a habit to ask, most of the time it's sarcasm. But when I really needed to learn how she knew, she was gone. My mom knew that the earthquake was absolutely not normal. She was persistent, then one day about two months ago she disappeared off the face of the earth. I was alone. Mom and Dad were divorced when I was five. Dad moved to Idaho, but I'm fine; it was eleven years ago. I am sixteen, today actually. The downside is Mom was supposed to help me learn how to drive.
Hi everyone! This is my first book on Cricket, so if anyone wanted to give any charies here is the list. I don't know how many so go crazy, just know I most likely won't use all of them. Anyway here is the list:
NAME:
AGE:
APPEARANCE:
PERSONALITY:
BACKROUND:
POWER: (not needed)
IQ: (NO 100)
OTHER:
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Here is my character; this is the person who was narrating the story.
NAME: Lilya (Lily-ya how to pronounce it)
AGE: 16
APPEARANCE: shoulder-length gold hair, purple eyes, silver owl necklace (otherwise no jewelry), always wears tennis shoes, shorts, and tee shirts. freckles dot her nose and cheeks. Beautiful.
PERSONALITY: super smart, loner, hides emotions, funny, can be a goody-two-shoes but normally risky with her best friend (I don't know who that is yet); she is always able to get out of trouble.
BACKGROUND: alone, both parents are missing, her once violet eyes are darker, clouded because of so many people leaving her.
POWER: Anything she imagines happens, but she doesn't know she has powers yet.
IQ: 98
OTHER: she has a strange interest in Hammerhead sharks.
(July 2, 2016 - 6:36 pm)
Hey, um, just a suggestion, you might want to repost this on the Inkwell because not a lot of people go on This Month... I'll post a charrie later, though.
(July 3, 2016 - 9:28 pm)
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Btw, Annabeth, I love your name. Are you a Percy Jackson fan?
BECAUSE I AM! HAHAHAHA! DEMIGODS, UNITE!
Legion! Cuneum formate!" Reyna yelled. Advance!" Another cheer on Jason's right as Percy and Annabeth reuinited with the forces of Camp Half-Blood.
"Greeks!" Percy yelled. "Let's, um, fight stuff!"
XD Sorry, I just had to use that quote.
Top again!
(July 3, 2016 - 9:34 pm)
Top again!
(July 3, 2016 - 9:35 pm)