She and Jacob took a seat on the four poster bed. Ella sat silently and did not utter a single down.
“Listen. This may be surprising news, but I promise you all of it is true,” began Jacob. He then proceeded to tell Ella the story of how Nickolas had learned of magic and how her parents had defeated them. Ella stared awestruck into Jacob soft brown eyes.
“I was sent here to the castle to keep an eye on Nickolas when he was places where only the servants go and you parents could not watch over him. Tonight the same Wizard, Alexander was his name escaped from where he was being held and came back to the castle. He removed the memory charm placed on Nickolas and reminded him of magic. Together they kidnapped your parents and will once again try to take away their magic,” Jacob concluded. Ella gaped at Jacob.
“That can’t be true, magic is not real!” Ella exclaimed. Jacob responded by waving his arm over a teacup sitting on the table beside the bed. The cup glided through the air and landed gently in Jacob’s hand. Ella gasped.
“W….w….wow,” Ella stuttered. “This can’t be possible,” she said softly.
“It is,” Silence filled the air. Minutes went by. Outside the window the moon was shining amidst the stars. The trees rustled slightly in the wind and an owl could be heard faintly in the distance.
“What about me? Do I have magic?” Ella was deeply curious about this.
“Yes,” Jacob responded.
“Really? Are you sure?”
“I am.”
“I don’t. I can’t. I’m just a princess, I have no power!” she yelled. The stress boiled up inside her.
“Try this,” he said. Jacob raised his arm and the flung it forward in a swift motion. As he did in the door slammed shut. Ella jumped backwards.
“You try,” said Jacob. Ella remained motionless. She looked from Jacob to the door and from the door to Jacob.
“Come on.” Jacob urged. The he raised his arm. He pulled it towards him sharply and the door opened again. Then he looked to Ella.
Ella stood up reluctantly. She stood in front of the door but did not move. Jacob nudged her arm slightly.
“What? Oh,” Ella took a deep breathe. She raised her arm. She pushed it forward in a quick snap just as Jacob had done but nothing happened.
“See! I told you I didn’t have any power!” she screamed at Jacob.
“Try again.” He commanded forcefully. Ella rolled her eyes at Jacob and turned to face the door again. “Concentrate,” he added. Ella closed her eyes then opened them again. She took a deep breath. Ella tuned out all the noise she could hear. She raised her arm, then flung it forward. And quickly the door flew shut. Ella turned around. She smiled and then shouted.
“I HAVE MAGIC!!” she jumped up and crashed onto the bed. “I can’t believe it!” she cried. Jacob smiled at her sincerely. But he looked troubled and rushed.
“Congratulations. I’m sorry but we have little time for celebrating.”
“What do you mean?”
“Now we must to meet the Wizards,” he said.
“Well, why don’t you go, I’ll just wait here,”
“No, Ella, you must come I’m sure the Wizards would like to speak to you,”
“Are you sure of that?”
“Yes,” he responded. Ella sighed.
“Fine,” she motioned for Jacob. They she stood still. “Get us there,” she said. Jacob opened his mouth then closed it again. Then he said,
“You must,”
“Why? I don’t know how,” Ella responded.
“You see, as Alexander and Nickolas came up here to take away your parents magic I tried to hold them off. But I was not strong enough. They took away most of my power-”
“But-”
“Levitating the teacup and opening and closing the door is about as much as I can do. You need to open the portal and get us to the Wizards. This is how it goes,” Jacob took a deep breath. He stretched his arms out in front of him. He put his hands. “Oh, I forgot, think of where you want to go as you do this,” he added. Then he took another breath. Then he pulled his arms apart. There was a short flash of light, but nothing happened.
“Ugh,” Ella whispered to herself. She had hoped Jacob would have enough magic after all.
“Try,” Jacob said to her. Ella froze. She stayed like that until Jacob gave her a slight push.
“Ok,” Ella said softly.
She took a deep breathe and prepared to try the spell. She narrowed her eyes to slits again. She blocked out the wind that was now howling outside the castle and concentrated. She though of the Wizards, all that she knew of them from Jacob’s story. She put her hands close together and then pulled them apart. In front of her there was a flash of light. Ella stood there and stared into a large room with people sitting down and walking about. The assumed these people were the Wizards.
Ella turned back to Jacob and nodded. Together the two of them walked through the portal. There was another flash of light and they were gone. Ella felt a brief spark and then she was standing the large room. And all of the people walked forward to her and Jacob.
Friday, November 7, 2008
Adventure continued
Ella walked across the marble floor briskly. She was eager to away from everyone stopping her. Ella enjoyed being royalty, but it was annoying when the commoners and servants would not leave her alone.
The ball stretched on far into the night. To her dismay Ella danced with Samuel several more times. And the commoners continued to approach her. When the ball ended Ella and her parents went up onto the stage, placed in the center of the room once more. The three of them said farewell to all of the guests. Everyone filed out of the ballroom. The crowd walked through the stone corridors and exited the castle.
The royal family walked to the door behind the guests. Soon everyone had left and the doors had been shut.
“What a night!” exclaimed Elizabeth.
“Certainly!” Peter exclaimed in return.
“It was quite a lovely ball,” Ella said. She would have enjoyed it more if it had only been their close friends, and Samuel had not showed up.
Ella and her parents walked down the hall. When they reached the wooden door of their room, Ella’s parents said goodnight to their daughter and entered. Ella waked just a bit farther down the long dimly lit corridor until she reached her room.
Suddenly, Ella saw a shadow curve around the corner. She whipped her head around. All she saw was a shadow lurking in the corner.
“Hello?” she called softly. “I demand you come out, by order of your princess,” she said forcefully. The shadow began to move and the she saw a short man appear. He was tall with black hair and razor sharp green eyes. It was Nickolas.
“Yes princess,” he said bitterly.
“Never mind,” she said. “You may go,” Nickolas bowed quickly. Ella turned away and entered her room. She changed into a silver nightgown and lay down on her bed. By candlelight she picked up a book by her bedside and began to read.
Only moments later Ella heard a high pitched scream. More screams filled her ears as she jumped off her bed. Ella pulled on a dark cloak and a pair of shoes and raced out the door. As she bounded down the hall she heard more screams and some words she did not understand. And she saw several flashes of light coming from behind her parent’s door. Ella’s heart was pounding heavily. There was one last flash of light and scream of a strange word and then, silence.
Ella threw open the wooden door of her parents bed chamber. Her eyes franticly scanned the room for her parents, or anyone. But the room was empty. There was no one in sight.
The soft blue blankets on the bed were strewn all over, as were the pillows. The dark green chair in the corner of the room was lying on its side.
“HELLO!” Ella screamed into the emptiness. She breathed heavily along with her pounding heart. She turned around and ran down the corridor. The candles had been blown out so it was dark. Ella sprinted into the darkness as fast as she could.
“Hello! Mom, dad, are you here?” she called as she ran. Tears were welling up in her eyes. I’m sure they just went out, she though to herself. For a moment she calmed herself down, but it did not last long. She had heard the screams, seen the light. Something had defiantly happened.
The tears came again. They were streaming down Ella’s face. She sank to the ground. She sat down on the stone floor. She let the dirt cover her nightgown and she sobbed into her hands.
Then Ella heard footsteps approaching her. The footsteps were coming quickly. Ella dried her eyes and once again talked herself into believing that nothing had happened. She hid around the corner. But the person knew she was there.
“Ella,” said a voice. A young man came around the corner. He was short with dark shaggy brown hair. He had big soft brown eyes. He looked to be about her age. From his clothing she could tell he was a servant. He was wearing ragged black pants and a plain black shirt. He looked serious but concerned.
“Who are you?” Ella asked trying to hide her tears.
“My name is Jacob,” he said calmly. “I am a Wizard apprentice,” Ella looked at Jacob, confused.
“A Wizard Apprentice?” she asked. Now Jacob was the one who looked confused.
“Yes, a Wizard Apprentice,” he said the word Wizard with more power in his voice.
“I have no idea what you are talking about. But, I will just forget it. You may go,” she said.
“I am not going to go,” he replied. “I need to speak to you. I have magic, you can trust me,”
“I still have no clue what you mean. Magic is not real,” Ella said.
“This is strange, of course you know. You have magic yourself,” he said. Jacob seemed puzzled by Ella’s lack of knowledge. He muttered something to himself then gasped.
“They never told you?” he exclaimed.
“They never told me what?” Ella was beginning to grow impatient. She stood up and crossed her arms and glared at Jacob. “Leave,” she commanded.
“No, I will not,” Jacob replied coolly.
“You are a servant. I am your princess. If I tell you do something then you must listen,” she said angrily.
“Ella, listen to me. I am not a servant. If you would listen to me I will explain everything. Although, this may be harder than I though. It appears as if you were never told of your powers,” Jacob said. Ella sighed.
“I am not going to fall for this. I’m not sure what exactly you’re trying to do, but I order you to leave,” she said. Ella motioned for Jacob to walk away.
“Ella!” Jacob bellowed. “You must listen to me! This is urgent,” he cried.
“ Be quiet, or a guard will come and through you in the dungeon. I am nice enough not to send the guards on you right away. But I will not stand for this. I refuse to take orders from my own servant,” Ella marched off down the hall.
“Well, I am not a servant. And I know where your parents are,” he yelled down the dark corridor. Ella froze in her tracks. Chills ran through her spine. Slowly Ella walked back down the hall.
“What do you know?” she asked. Her voice was shaking. “Come,” he said. Ella let her self be ushered into her parent’s bedroom.
The ball stretched on far into the night. To her dismay Ella danced with Samuel several more times. And the commoners continued to approach her. When the ball ended Ella and her parents went up onto the stage, placed in the center of the room once more. The three of them said farewell to all of the guests. Everyone filed out of the ballroom. The crowd walked through the stone corridors and exited the castle.
The royal family walked to the door behind the guests. Soon everyone had left and the doors had been shut.
“What a night!” exclaimed Elizabeth.
“Certainly!” Peter exclaimed in return.
“It was quite a lovely ball,” Ella said. She would have enjoyed it more if it had only been their close friends, and Samuel had not showed up.
Ella and her parents walked down the hall. When they reached the wooden door of their room, Ella’s parents said goodnight to their daughter and entered. Ella waked just a bit farther down the long dimly lit corridor until she reached her room.
Suddenly, Ella saw a shadow curve around the corner. She whipped her head around. All she saw was a shadow lurking in the corner.
“Hello?” she called softly. “I demand you come out, by order of your princess,” she said forcefully. The shadow began to move and the she saw a short man appear. He was tall with black hair and razor sharp green eyes. It was Nickolas.
“Yes princess,” he said bitterly.
“Never mind,” she said. “You may go,” Nickolas bowed quickly. Ella turned away and entered her room. She changed into a silver nightgown and lay down on her bed. By candlelight she picked up a book by her bedside and began to read.
Only moments later Ella heard a high pitched scream. More screams filled her ears as she jumped off her bed. Ella pulled on a dark cloak and a pair of shoes and raced out the door. As she bounded down the hall she heard more screams and some words she did not understand. And she saw several flashes of light coming from behind her parent’s door. Ella’s heart was pounding heavily. There was one last flash of light and scream of a strange word and then, silence.
Ella threw open the wooden door of her parents bed chamber. Her eyes franticly scanned the room for her parents, or anyone. But the room was empty. There was no one in sight.
The soft blue blankets on the bed were strewn all over, as were the pillows. The dark green chair in the corner of the room was lying on its side.
“HELLO!” Ella screamed into the emptiness. She breathed heavily along with her pounding heart. She turned around and ran down the corridor. The candles had been blown out so it was dark. Ella sprinted into the darkness as fast as she could.
“Hello! Mom, dad, are you here?” she called as she ran. Tears were welling up in her eyes. I’m sure they just went out, she though to herself. For a moment she calmed herself down, but it did not last long. She had heard the screams, seen the light. Something had defiantly happened.
The tears came again. They were streaming down Ella’s face. She sank to the ground. She sat down on the stone floor. She let the dirt cover her nightgown and she sobbed into her hands.
Then Ella heard footsteps approaching her. The footsteps were coming quickly. Ella dried her eyes and once again talked herself into believing that nothing had happened. She hid around the corner. But the person knew she was there.
“Ella,” said a voice. A young man came around the corner. He was short with dark shaggy brown hair. He had big soft brown eyes. He looked to be about her age. From his clothing she could tell he was a servant. He was wearing ragged black pants and a plain black shirt. He looked serious but concerned.
“Who are you?” Ella asked trying to hide her tears.
“My name is Jacob,” he said calmly. “I am a Wizard apprentice,” Ella looked at Jacob, confused.
“A Wizard Apprentice?” she asked. Now Jacob was the one who looked confused.
“Yes, a Wizard Apprentice,” he said the word Wizard with more power in his voice.
“I have no idea what you are talking about. But, I will just forget it. You may go,” she said.
“I am not going to go,” he replied. “I need to speak to you. I have magic, you can trust me,”
“I still have no clue what you mean. Magic is not real,” Ella said.
“This is strange, of course you know. You have magic yourself,” he said. Jacob seemed puzzled by Ella’s lack of knowledge. He muttered something to himself then gasped.
“They never told you?” he exclaimed.
“They never told me what?” Ella was beginning to grow impatient. She stood up and crossed her arms and glared at Jacob. “Leave,” she commanded.
“No, I will not,” Jacob replied coolly.
“You are a servant. I am your princess. If I tell you do something then you must listen,” she said angrily.
“Ella, listen to me. I am not a servant. If you would listen to me I will explain everything. Although, this may be harder than I though. It appears as if you were never told of your powers,” Jacob said. Ella sighed.
“I am not going to fall for this. I’m not sure what exactly you’re trying to do, but I order you to leave,” she said. Ella motioned for Jacob to walk away.
“Ella!” Jacob bellowed. “You must listen to me! This is urgent,” he cried.
“ Be quiet, or a guard will come and through you in the dungeon. I am nice enough not to send the guards on you right away. But I will not stand for this. I refuse to take orders from my own servant,” Ella marched off down the hall.
“Well, I am not a servant. And I know where your parents are,” he yelled down the dark corridor. Ella froze in her tracks. Chills ran through her spine. Slowly Ella walked back down the hall.
“What do you know?” she asked. Her voice was shaking. “Come,” he said. Ella let her self be ushered into her parent’s bedroom.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Adventure continued
Sixteen year old Princess Ella Wright strolled down the corridor. Along the walls there were candles, lighting the long hallway. Ella was wearing a floor length blue silk gown. In her long straight brown hair sat a tiny silver tiara that was decorated with diamonds. Around her neck she wore a pearl necklace with on shimmering ruby.
Ella turned to the mirror hanging on the stone wall near the entrance to the grand ballroom. She took one last look at herself. Beautiful and elegant she thought. Now that she was satisfied she entered the ballroom.
“Hello,” she said as all eyes turned to face their princess. They greeted her sincerely. She smiled and waved as she walked to her parents, the king and queen of Carsile.
“You’re late,” whispered her mother when she reached them.
“Sorry,” Ella replied. “I was getting ready,”
“This is a very important evening,” said her father sternly.
“I know father, I’m sorry,” she said.
“Ok, well please try not be late for our next ball,” he said.
Ella’s parents walked off to speak with a rich man about the recent lack of rain. Ella scanned the room for her friend Annabelle. She found her standing in the center of the room smiling and motioning for Ella to come over. Quickly, Ella walked over to her friend. Annabelle had light blond hair and dark green eyes. She was wearing a silver dress and her hair was pulled back into a tight bun. She looked very elegant. Annabelle’s parents were the king and queen’s most trusted advisors. Along the years Ella and Annabelle had become good friends.
“Hello,” Ella said.
“Hello,” said Annabelle. “Lovely ball,” she said.
“Of course,” replied Ella. It was a very lovely ball. The ballroom had tall ceilings that were decorated with paintings of the kingdom. There was crown molding all around. On the walls hung portraits of the all the royalty Carsile had ever had. There were flowers placed on all the tables. And everyone was wearing formal clothing and through the room people were dancing and walking about.
Just then Ella felt a tap on her shoulder.
“Hello princess,” someone said. Ella turned around to see who was there. It was Samuel Richards. He was the son of the duke of Carsile. Samuel bowed and his orange hair fell in front of his face. He stood up and pushed it out of his hazel eyes.
“Hello Samuel,” Ella said. She did not care for him at all. Samuel had oily skin and unkempt hair. And she found Samuel to be quite rude and a bore. Yet she had to pretend she liked him. The king and queen were good friends with the duke and his wife. So they had told Ella she must be friendly with their son. Her parents secretly hoped she would marry Samuel. Ella was terrified of that, because in the end her parents could force her to marry him.
“Would you like to dance?” he asked her.
“Of course,” Ella replied. Ella gripped lightly onto his hand. As he led her off she glanced back at Annabelle, she smiled and walked off into the crowd.
Ella placed her delicate hand on Samuel’s shoulder. And he placed his hand on hers. Ella glanced over his shoulder at the band and wished for them to stop playing. While watching she accidentally stepped on Samuels’s foot.
“Ouch!” he said. “Ella, you’re doing it wrong. Let me lead,” he said angrily. Ella said nothing. She did not even turn her head. Except now she was glaring at the band. There were only three people. One was playing the violin and one playing the fiddle. And the third was playing the flute. The music was slow and calm.
“Ella,” Samuel said.
“Yes,” Ella said through gritted teeth. She kept her head on the wooden platform that the band was on as they moved back and forth and side to side across the white marble dance floor.
“If you are to be queen on day, then you must take dancing lessons,” he said. Now Ella turned her head. She narrowed her eyes and stared at Samuel.
“Well, thank you for the suggestion Samuel,” she said. “Perhaps you could teach me,” Ella said in an attempt to make it seem she enjoyed his company.
“I am a very talented dancer,” he said. He then began to drone on about all of is boring accomplishments. Finally the band stopped playing and Samuel released his grasp from her. The king and queen were standing on the stage. The king was wearing black pants and a red coat. The queen was wearing a lavender gown with flowers embroidered at the top. And lace lined the top of the dress, which sat right below her shoulders.
“Oh, I must go,” Ella said. She dashed off away from Samuel and climbed up onto the stage to stand beside her parents. The king stepped forward.
“Welcome everyone!” he said. “I hope you are enjoying the ball so far. Tonight is a very important night. It is the 100th anniversary of this kingdom,” he said proudly. Cheers erupted through the ballroom. When the cheers had died down Peter continued speaking, “I hope you all are enjoying you evening so far,” he said. The king droned on for some time talking about how special the kingdom was. Ella found it all to be a bore. She stood there smiling at the people of her kingdom as her father made his speech.
“Enjoy the ball!” he concluded. More cheers burst out through the room. Ella followed her parents down from the stage. The band stepped back onto the platform. The three men resumed playing their instruments.
Gracefully Ella walked through the crowd and greeted the people of the kingdom. She smiled admiringly as she passed the people. As she was walking someone nearly crashed into her.
“Oh, excuse me,” he said. Ella recognized the man at once. He was Nicholas, the servant. Although she did not know why, her parents always seemed to have Nicholas close by, so she knew him well.
“That’s fine,” she said. But when she tried to move past him cried,
“Princess, wait,” Ella stepped back.
“Yes?” she replied.
“Umm, I have a question for you,” he said. Ella sighed.
“Well, your question is?”
“Right. Do you know if you parents will be going out after the ball?” he asked. Ella found this a peculiar question. But she was anxious to get away from Nickolas so she though nothing of it. “No, they will be here all night,” she replied. And before Nickolas could say thank you or even bow she was off.
Ella turned to the mirror hanging on the stone wall near the entrance to the grand ballroom. She took one last look at herself. Beautiful and elegant she thought. Now that she was satisfied she entered the ballroom.
“Hello,” she said as all eyes turned to face their princess. They greeted her sincerely. She smiled and waved as she walked to her parents, the king and queen of Carsile.
“You’re late,” whispered her mother when she reached them.
“Sorry,” Ella replied. “I was getting ready,”
“This is a very important evening,” said her father sternly.
“I know father, I’m sorry,” she said.
“Ok, well please try not be late for our next ball,” he said.
Ella’s parents walked off to speak with a rich man about the recent lack of rain. Ella scanned the room for her friend Annabelle. She found her standing in the center of the room smiling and motioning for Ella to come over. Quickly, Ella walked over to her friend. Annabelle had light blond hair and dark green eyes. She was wearing a silver dress and her hair was pulled back into a tight bun. She looked very elegant. Annabelle’s parents were the king and queen’s most trusted advisors. Along the years Ella and Annabelle had become good friends.
“Hello,” Ella said.
“Hello,” said Annabelle. “Lovely ball,” she said.
“Of course,” replied Ella. It was a very lovely ball. The ballroom had tall ceilings that were decorated with paintings of the kingdom. There was crown molding all around. On the walls hung portraits of the all the royalty Carsile had ever had. There were flowers placed on all the tables. And everyone was wearing formal clothing and through the room people were dancing and walking about.
Just then Ella felt a tap on her shoulder.
“Hello princess,” someone said. Ella turned around to see who was there. It was Samuel Richards. He was the son of the duke of Carsile. Samuel bowed and his orange hair fell in front of his face. He stood up and pushed it out of his hazel eyes.
“Hello Samuel,” Ella said. She did not care for him at all. Samuel had oily skin and unkempt hair. And she found Samuel to be quite rude and a bore. Yet she had to pretend she liked him. The king and queen were good friends with the duke and his wife. So they had told Ella she must be friendly with their son. Her parents secretly hoped she would marry Samuel. Ella was terrified of that, because in the end her parents could force her to marry him.
“Would you like to dance?” he asked her.
“Of course,” Ella replied. Ella gripped lightly onto his hand. As he led her off she glanced back at Annabelle, she smiled and walked off into the crowd.
Ella placed her delicate hand on Samuel’s shoulder. And he placed his hand on hers. Ella glanced over his shoulder at the band and wished for them to stop playing. While watching she accidentally stepped on Samuels’s foot.
“Ouch!” he said. “Ella, you’re doing it wrong. Let me lead,” he said angrily. Ella said nothing. She did not even turn her head. Except now she was glaring at the band. There were only three people. One was playing the violin and one playing the fiddle. And the third was playing the flute. The music was slow and calm.
“Ella,” Samuel said.
“Yes,” Ella said through gritted teeth. She kept her head on the wooden platform that the band was on as they moved back and forth and side to side across the white marble dance floor.
“If you are to be queen on day, then you must take dancing lessons,” he said. Now Ella turned her head. She narrowed her eyes and stared at Samuel.
“Well, thank you for the suggestion Samuel,” she said. “Perhaps you could teach me,” Ella said in an attempt to make it seem she enjoyed his company.
“I am a very talented dancer,” he said. He then began to drone on about all of is boring accomplishments. Finally the band stopped playing and Samuel released his grasp from her. The king and queen were standing on the stage. The king was wearing black pants and a red coat. The queen was wearing a lavender gown with flowers embroidered at the top. And lace lined the top of the dress, which sat right below her shoulders.
“Oh, I must go,” Ella said. She dashed off away from Samuel and climbed up onto the stage to stand beside her parents. The king stepped forward.
“Welcome everyone!” he said. “I hope you are enjoying the ball so far. Tonight is a very important night. It is the 100th anniversary of this kingdom,” he said proudly. Cheers erupted through the ballroom. When the cheers had died down Peter continued speaking, “I hope you all are enjoying you evening so far,” he said. The king droned on for some time talking about how special the kingdom was. Ella found it all to be a bore. She stood there smiling at the people of her kingdom as her father made his speech.
“Enjoy the ball!” he concluded. More cheers burst out through the room. Ella followed her parents down from the stage. The band stepped back onto the platform. The three men resumed playing their instruments.
Gracefully Ella walked through the crowd and greeted the people of the kingdom. She smiled admiringly as she passed the people. As she was walking someone nearly crashed into her.
“Oh, excuse me,” he said. Ella recognized the man at once. He was Nicholas, the servant. Although she did not know why, her parents always seemed to have Nicholas close by, so she knew him well.
“That’s fine,” she said. But when she tried to move past him cried,
“Princess, wait,” Ella stepped back.
“Yes?” she replied.
“Umm, I have a question for you,” he said. Ella sighed.
“Well, your question is?”
“Right. Do you know if you parents will be going out after the ball?” he asked. Ella found this a peculiar question. But she was anxious to get away from Nickolas so she though nothing of it. “No, they will be here all night,” she replied. And before Nickolas could say thank you or even bow she was off.
Friday, October 17, 2008
Adventure-prolouge
The fog rolled in and the night was dark. It was a new moon and there were few stars visible in the sky because of all the trees overhead. Elizabeth and Peter Wright were deep in the forest. Quietly they walked down the pathway. The couple could just make out a faint light from a building in the distance.
When they approached the house Elizabeth peered through the basement window of the cottage. She pushed back her curly brown hair and squinted in the darkness. Inside she saw Nicholas Fisher pacing back and forth. The entire room was cluttered with papers. Some were crumpled up into balls and scattered across the floor, and some were piled on his desk. There was a table in the corner of the room with a potion on it, and that was the worst of it all.
Both Peter and Elizabeth knew what these things were for. They were the things Nicholas would need to steal their magic and take over the kingdom. Because of these things, that potion, the fait of the entire kingdom, possibly even the whole world was in the hands of the Wrights.
Elizabeth and Peter were royalty, king and queen of the kingdom Carsile. And they had magic. But very few people knew of this and very few others had powers. It was all a secret.
The way it worked with magic if one has it so will all their descendents. Both Elizabeth and Peter’s families had magic. Peter was royalty and when he married Elizabeth they ruled together.
They used their magic discreetly and only those who too possessed magic knew of their powers. It was law of The Wizards that magic had to be secret. The Wizards was a group of very powerful wizards who lived in an unknown place deep in the Amazon rainforest. You could only find it if you had magic. The Wizards were just regular people, who had magic, that became members of the group. The Wizards made laws for everyone that had magic. And they decreed that magic had to be a secret.
Only one known person knew of magic that did not possess the power himself. That person was Nicholas. He used to work at the palace. One day he snuck into the king and queens private study and overheard them speaking of magic. After he eavesdropped on the conversation Elizabeth and Peter wanted him thrown in prison. Then later the king and queen would decide whether or not to wipe his memory or do something else. Most people did not know why such a harsh punishment was given, but it was because he knew of magic.
Although when the guards tried to arrest him on the rulers order, Nicholas ran away. The guards chased after him until they were out of sight. For hours the king and queen waited anxiously. Very late that night the guards returned empty handed. Nicholas had escaped.
The king and queen decided to let him go with his new found knowledge of magic. They did not think he would do anything. But he had. And that was why they were there, because he now had the power to take away their magic. The two of them were the only people Nicholas knew of with magic, so they were his only target.
If he did take away their power Nicholas would surly take over the kingdom, but he would not stop there. He would take over all that he could and share the secret of magic with the whole world. So now they were here to defeat him.
Once Elizabeth had scanned the room and observed Nicholas she stood up. Elizabeth brushed the dirt from her blue dress and said to her husband,
“He has everything ready, now he is just trying to find a way to get us there so he can use his potion,”
“Won’t he pleased when he finds out we’ve come on our own,” Peter said with a laugh. Elizabeth giggled.
“Well, let‘s go,” she said. Then the two turned and headed for the door. Elizabeth pointed her finger at the locked door. There was a tiny spark and the door flew open. Quietly they walked to the top of the basement stairs.
“Wait?” Elizabeth whispered as she held out her arm to keep Peter from going downstairs.
“What is it?” he asked.
“What exactly are we going to do?” she asked. Peter shrugged.
“We could just paralyze him and then take him to the Wizards,” Peter suggested. Elizabeth pondered this for a moment. ‘
“I suppose,” she said. Peter nodded and then followed his wife down the stair.
Slowly they crept down the wooden staircase. They went carefully so the stairs wouldn’t creek.
It was time. Peter was the first to take action.
“Hello Nicholas,” he said loudly. Nicholas whipped his head around and glared at the two of them. He had a nasty expression on his face.
“Why, hello,” he responded bitterly. Nicholas glared furiously with his dark green eyes. He had oily skin and black hair that fell just above his ears.
“So nice to see you again,” said Elizabeth sarcastically. She stepped closer to Nicholas.
“Parlazima,” she shouted. Nicholas dodged the spell. He dove to the ground. When he got up he ran for Elizabeth. He pulled her back and dragged her towards the potion. He grabbed Peter with the other hand and went to the potion. Elizabeth and Peter desperately tried to cast their spells but Peter gripped onto their hands tightly and pressed them again their mouths.
The king and queen could not speak their spells or cast them with their hands. They were helpless. But the squired franticly to escape from Nicholas’s strong grasp. But they could not. He released his grasp for only a second and snatched some rope. Then before either Peter or Elizabeth could do anything he had them tied up and their mouths covered.
“Wait!” Elizabeth screamed though the scarf covering her mouth. It came out muffled but understandable “Ever since we heard you had discovered a way to make this potion we’ve wondered how you did it. You don’t have magic, but you need it to create that.” she said. Nicholas smiled.
“Ah, yes. I was hoping you’d ask that. And you answer should be hear in just a moment. In fact he should be here exactly now,” Just as he said that a portal appeared the center of the room. Out of it walked a man. His face was dark brown and he was wearing a long dark cloak.
Immediately the king and queen knew who he was. He was a Wizard.
“No, that’s impossible,” Peter said muffled by the scarf. He blew his brown hair out of his face. The wizard smiled an evil smile.
“No it’s not,” he began. “I did not want to be part of that group of wizards anymore so I decided to help Nicholas. I was also tired of you two being so famous. It was very annoying I provided the necessary magic to make this potion,” he said.
“Well at least you’ve finally showed up,”
“I’m quite sorry Nicholas but I had to stay for a Wizards meeting, they don’t know I’m helping you,”
“Well I suppose it didn’t really matter. They took care of that on their own, they just showed up,” Nicholas said. The Wizard looked to Elizabeth and Peter. Through the scarves Peter managed to say,
“Well we were walking in the park near to here when we realized we were near to your house. When you’re the king and queen you know things like that. So we figured we hadn’t checked on you since you found out about magic. We opened a looking portal and then we saw this, I mean the potion,” Peter said. Nicholas and the Wizard nodded. Then they just calmly walked over to the table and picked up the potion.
Now Elizabeth and Peter were trying to escape again. At that moment Peter remembered something. He fumbled around in his pocket, under the ropes, and pulled out a knife. He quickly cut the ropes when the Wizard and Nicholas were pouring the potion out of the caldron.
“Parlazima!” he shouted. Both the Wizard and Nicholas fell to the ground, paralyzed. Next Peter untied Elizabeth.
“We’ve done it!” she cried. “Now, to call the real Wizards,”
“Calling all Wizards,” they shouted together as they raised their hands. Another portal opened and this time four men and five women stepped out. They all wore cloaks and looked anxious.
“What’s going on!” shouted a short woman with pale skin and long curly blond hair. Elizabeth and Peter explained everything to the Wizards. They were astounded that their fellow Wizard had done such a thing. Elizabeth and Peter were some of the most famous wizards there were. They could not believe he would betray them.
They decided Nicholas would have his memory erased and sent back to work at the castle. That way the king and queen could keep an eye on him. The Wizard who helped him would be taken back to their hideout and then it would be decided what to do with him.
Elizabeth and Peter returned home with Nicholas. The whole way back they explained to him who he was and that he worked as a servant at the palace. When they reached the castle Elizabeth and Peter explained to everyone at the palace that they had worked everything out with Nicholas. They explained that they wanted him to resume work and not be thrown in the dungeon.
Years passed and nothing really happened. Nicholas went on working at the castle. Elizabeth and Peter had a daughter named Ella. She would be the new princess. But, she would not learn magic. The couple decided it was best if they waited until Ella was older to tell her. After their incident with Nicholas they didn’t want to take chances with a little girl telling someone about magic. When she was eighteen they would tell her.
So things went on as normal. The years passed. The Wrights ruled. Ella was a princess. And she had no idea that magic existed.
When they approached the house Elizabeth peered through the basement window of the cottage. She pushed back her curly brown hair and squinted in the darkness. Inside she saw Nicholas Fisher pacing back and forth. The entire room was cluttered with papers. Some were crumpled up into balls and scattered across the floor, and some were piled on his desk. There was a table in the corner of the room with a potion on it, and that was the worst of it all.
Both Peter and Elizabeth knew what these things were for. They were the things Nicholas would need to steal their magic and take over the kingdom. Because of these things, that potion, the fait of the entire kingdom, possibly even the whole world was in the hands of the Wrights.
Elizabeth and Peter were royalty, king and queen of the kingdom Carsile. And they had magic. But very few people knew of this and very few others had powers. It was all a secret.
The way it worked with magic if one has it so will all their descendents. Both Elizabeth and Peter’s families had magic. Peter was royalty and when he married Elizabeth they ruled together.
They used their magic discreetly and only those who too possessed magic knew of their powers. It was law of The Wizards that magic had to be secret. The Wizards was a group of very powerful wizards who lived in an unknown place deep in the Amazon rainforest. You could only find it if you had magic. The Wizards were just regular people, who had magic, that became members of the group. The Wizards made laws for everyone that had magic. And they decreed that magic had to be a secret.
Only one known person knew of magic that did not possess the power himself. That person was Nicholas. He used to work at the palace. One day he snuck into the king and queens private study and overheard them speaking of magic. After he eavesdropped on the conversation Elizabeth and Peter wanted him thrown in prison. Then later the king and queen would decide whether or not to wipe his memory or do something else. Most people did not know why such a harsh punishment was given, but it was because he knew of magic.
Although when the guards tried to arrest him on the rulers order, Nicholas ran away. The guards chased after him until they were out of sight. For hours the king and queen waited anxiously. Very late that night the guards returned empty handed. Nicholas had escaped.
The king and queen decided to let him go with his new found knowledge of magic. They did not think he would do anything. But he had. And that was why they were there, because he now had the power to take away their magic. The two of them were the only people Nicholas knew of with magic, so they were his only target.
If he did take away their power Nicholas would surly take over the kingdom, but he would not stop there. He would take over all that he could and share the secret of magic with the whole world. So now they were here to defeat him.
Once Elizabeth had scanned the room and observed Nicholas she stood up. Elizabeth brushed the dirt from her blue dress and said to her husband,
“He has everything ready, now he is just trying to find a way to get us there so he can use his potion,”
“Won’t he pleased when he finds out we’ve come on our own,” Peter said with a laugh. Elizabeth giggled.
“Well, let‘s go,” she said. Then the two turned and headed for the door. Elizabeth pointed her finger at the locked door. There was a tiny spark and the door flew open. Quietly they walked to the top of the basement stairs.
“Wait?” Elizabeth whispered as she held out her arm to keep Peter from going downstairs.
“What is it?” he asked.
“What exactly are we going to do?” she asked. Peter shrugged.
“We could just paralyze him and then take him to the Wizards,” Peter suggested. Elizabeth pondered this for a moment. ‘
“I suppose,” she said. Peter nodded and then followed his wife down the stair.
Slowly they crept down the wooden staircase. They went carefully so the stairs wouldn’t creek.
It was time. Peter was the first to take action.
“Hello Nicholas,” he said loudly. Nicholas whipped his head around and glared at the two of them. He had a nasty expression on his face.
“Why, hello,” he responded bitterly. Nicholas glared furiously with his dark green eyes. He had oily skin and black hair that fell just above his ears.
“So nice to see you again,” said Elizabeth sarcastically. She stepped closer to Nicholas.
“Parlazima,” she shouted. Nicholas dodged the spell. He dove to the ground. When he got up he ran for Elizabeth. He pulled her back and dragged her towards the potion. He grabbed Peter with the other hand and went to the potion. Elizabeth and Peter desperately tried to cast their spells but Peter gripped onto their hands tightly and pressed them again their mouths.
The king and queen could not speak their spells or cast them with their hands. They were helpless. But the squired franticly to escape from Nicholas’s strong grasp. But they could not. He released his grasp for only a second and snatched some rope. Then before either Peter or Elizabeth could do anything he had them tied up and their mouths covered.
“Wait!” Elizabeth screamed though the scarf covering her mouth. It came out muffled but understandable “Ever since we heard you had discovered a way to make this potion we’ve wondered how you did it. You don’t have magic, but you need it to create that.” she said. Nicholas smiled.
“Ah, yes. I was hoping you’d ask that. And you answer should be hear in just a moment. In fact he should be here exactly now,” Just as he said that a portal appeared the center of the room. Out of it walked a man. His face was dark brown and he was wearing a long dark cloak.
Immediately the king and queen knew who he was. He was a Wizard.
“No, that’s impossible,” Peter said muffled by the scarf. He blew his brown hair out of his face. The wizard smiled an evil smile.
“No it’s not,” he began. “I did not want to be part of that group of wizards anymore so I decided to help Nicholas. I was also tired of you two being so famous. It was very annoying I provided the necessary magic to make this potion,” he said.
“Well at least you’ve finally showed up,”
“I’m quite sorry Nicholas but I had to stay for a Wizards meeting, they don’t know I’m helping you,”
“Well I suppose it didn’t really matter. They took care of that on their own, they just showed up,” Nicholas said. The Wizard looked to Elizabeth and Peter. Through the scarves Peter managed to say,
“Well we were walking in the park near to here when we realized we were near to your house. When you’re the king and queen you know things like that. So we figured we hadn’t checked on you since you found out about magic. We opened a looking portal and then we saw this, I mean the potion,” Peter said. Nicholas and the Wizard nodded. Then they just calmly walked over to the table and picked up the potion.
Now Elizabeth and Peter were trying to escape again. At that moment Peter remembered something. He fumbled around in his pocket, under the ropes, and pulled out a knife. He quickly cut the ropes when the Wizard and Nicholas were pouring the potion out of the caldron.
“Parlazima!” he shouted. Both the Wizard and Nicholas fell to the ground, paralyzed. Next Peter untied Elizabeth.
“We’ve done it!” she cried. “Now, to call the real Wizards,”
“Calling all Wizards,” they shouted together as they raised their hands. Another portal opened and this time four men and five women stepped out. They all wore cloaks and looked anxious.
“What’s going on!” shouted a short woman with pale skin and long curly blond hair. Elizabeth and Peter explained everything to the Wizards. They were astounded that their fellow Wizard had done such a thing. Elizabeth and Peter were some of the most famous wizards there were. They could not believe he would betray them.
They decided Nicholas would have his memory erased and sent back to work at the castle. That way the king and queen could keep an eye on him. The Wizard who helped him would be taken back to their hideout and then it would be decided what to do with him.
Elizabeth and Peter returned home with Nicholas. The whole way back they explained to him who he was and that he worked as a servant at the palace. When they reached the castle Elizabeth and Peter explained to everyone at the palace that they had worked everything out with Nicholas. They explained that they wanted him to resume work and not be thrown in the dungeon.
Years passed and nothing really happened. Nicholas went on working at the castle. Elizabeth and Peter had a daughter named Ella. She would be the new princess. But, she would not learn magic. The couple decided it was best if they waited until Ella was older to tell her. After their incident with Nicholas they didn’t want to take chances with a little girl telling someone about magic. When she was eighteen they would tell her.
So things went on as normal. The years passed. The Wrights ruled. Ella was a princess. And she had no idea that magic existed.
Disguised
It was very early in the morning so the sun was not up yet. In the darkness she silently left her house. Marie dashed off as fast as she could. She kicked up dirt as she ran down the dir pathway. She was close. The sound of gunshots already met her ears. They had moved closer since the previous night. Marie looked at the dense woods in front of her. The trees stood tall and the leaves rustled in the wind. An owl hooted as it flew through the night sky. Marie pulled her brown cloak tightly around her shivering body. She listed for another moment to the gunshots then took her first step into the woods.
The sound of bullets grew louder as she crept through the trees. Screams echoed through the forest. Marie sprinted through the woods. She hid behind trees as she went. In front of her she heard footsteps. Quickly she dropped to her knees behind a tree. From her hiding spot she saw three Union soldiers walk by. Once they were safely out of sight Marie stood up. She brushed the leaves from her plain white cotton gown. She took a quick look around to see if any other soldiers were lurking nearby. When the coast was clear Marie continued to travel through the woods. Now she was close enough. Marie crouched down in a bush and peered through the leaves. The Union and Confederate troops fired their guns and ran across the battlefield. More shouts echoed through the forest. Bullets zoomed through the sky. Men fell to the ground and marched around. Marie whipped her head from side to side so she could catch all of the action. More screams and gunshots echoed through her ears. Her heart was beating quickly. She watched, entranced by the action.
Marie knew she should not be there, but she could not help herself. To watch the Civil War was thrilling. She wished she could be out there herself. It had always been her dream. She wanted to serve her country by fighting for it.
Marie’s father was a general. That made her want it even more. When she was little she could sit with her father around the fireplace. He would tell her storied of battles he had been in. She loved her fathers stories more than anything. And when he was away at war she would image all the things her father could be doing. And she would anxiously await his return and new stories.
Now the Civil War had begun. Marie’s father was off fighting. Marie scanned the battlefield to see if she could catch a glimpse of her father. She searched through the crowd of people, but she could not find him.
Marie sat back in the leaves. She imaged what it would be like if she could join the army. If she would walk across the battlefield and serve her country. Marie was sure she would have the thrill of her life. She sat up in the leaves and looked around for her father again.
And then she saw him. He was standing proudly surrounded by a group of soldiers. He pointed his finger and then ran forward. He looked strong and fearless as he fired his gun. Marie admired her father. He was heroic.
Just then Marie heard a gunshot near to her and then saw a body fall to the ground. She gasped and jumped back. Then she leaned forward. The man was lying on his back. There was a wound on his uniform, but his eyes were open and he was breathing.
Marie looked closer at the man. There was something strange about him. His face looked rather odd. The man sat up with a groan. As he rose his hat fell off to reveal long curly blond locks of hair. Marie gasped and jumped back again.
The sound of bullets grew louder as she crept through the trees. Screams echoed through the forest. Marie sprinted through the woods. She hid behind trees as she went. In front of her she heard footsteps. Quickly she dropped to her knees behind a tree. From her hiding spot she saw three Union soldiers walk by. Once they were safely out of sight Marie stood up. She brushed the leaves from her plain white cotton gown. She took a quick look around to see if any other soldiers were lurking nearby. When the coast was clear Marie continued to travel through the woods. Now she was close enough. Marie crouched down in a bush and peered through the leaves. The Union and Confederate troops fired their guns and ran across the battlefield. More shouts echoed through the forest. Bullets zoomed through the sky. Men fell to the ground and marched around. Marie whipped her head from side to side so she could catch all of the action. More screams and gunshots echoed through her ears. Her heart was beating quickly. She watched, entranced by the action.
Marie knew she should not be there, but she could not help herself. To watch the Civil War was thrilling. She wished she could be out there herself. It had always been her dream. She wanted to serve her country by fighting for it.
Marie’s father was a general. That made her want it even more. When she was little she could sit with her father around the fireplace. He would tell her storied of battles he had been in. She loved her fathers stories more than anything. And when he was away at war she would image all the things her father could be doing. And she would anxiously await his return and new stories.
Now the Civil War had begun. Marie’s father was off fighting. Marie scanned the battlefield to see if she could catch a glimpse of her father. She searched through the crowd of people, but she could not find him.
Marie sat back in the leaves. She imaged what it would be like if she could join the army. If she would walk across the battlefield and serve her country. Marie was sure she would have the thrill of her life. She sat up in the leaves and looked around for her father again.
And then she saw him. He was standing proudly surrounded by a group of soldiers. He pointed his finger and then ran forward. He looked strong and fearless as he fired his gun. Marie admired her father. He was heroic.
Just then Marie heard a gunshot near to her and then saw a body fall to the ground. She gasped and jumped back. Then she leaned forward. The man was lying on his back. There was a wound on his uniform, but his eyes were open and he was breathing.
Marie looked closer at the man. There was something strange about him. His face looked rather odd. The man sat up with a groan. As he rose his hat fell off to reveal long curly blond locks of hair. Marie gasped and jumped back again.
Friday, October 10, 2008
A Time to Remember continued
***I changed the main charecters name from Cassandra to Layla***
I stared out the window and leaned my head on the glass. There were only four other cars on the road beside our blue minivan, all of which were going the other direction. We were driving on a back road to avoid traffic.
I pulled my legs up to my chest trying to find a comfortable position. This is what I had been trying to do for the past hour. I was restless and stiff from spending so much time in the car.
“Are we almost there?” I asked. I had been resisting asking this question, but the words just slipped from my glossy lips.
“Not too much longer Layla,” replied my dad.
“Ok,” I said. Then I reached down into the bag of chips by my seat and grabbed a handful. I looked into the dark ominous sky. There was nothing but dense gray clouds filling the sky.
Then, a blue car pulled onto the road. They were driving directly behind us. The driver honked the car’s horn several times, rolled down the window and yelled something that I couldn’t make out.
“I’m not going any faster!” screamed by dad, he shook his fist in the air.
The blue car behind us pulled out into the next lane over, of on going traffic. He sped up, and was beginning to pull in front of my car. But then another car was heading straight at that car. The car tried to stop before hitting the blue car, but was too late. The two cars rammed right into each other. There was a loud crash and I screamed. And then the cars spun around leaving black marks on the road. They were coming towards my car. I screamed again as I heard a second crash. I felt my car being pushed across the road. Then everything went black. That was the last thing I remembered.
I stared out the window and leaned my head on the glass. There were only four other cars on the road beside our blue minivan, all of which were going the other direction. We were driving on a back road to avoid traffic.
I pulled my legs up to my chest trying to find a comfortable position. This is what I had been trying to do for the past hour. I was restless and stiff from spending so much time in the car.
“Are we almost there?” I asked. I had been resisting asking this question, but the words just slipped from my glossy lips.
“Not too much longer Layla,” replied my dad.
“Ok,” I said. Then I reached down into the bag of chips by my seat and grabbed a handful. I looked into the dark ominous sky. There was nothing but dense gray clouds filling the sky.
Then, a blue car pulled onto the road. They were driving directly behind us. The driver honked the car’s horn several times, rolled down the window and yelled something that I couldn’t make out.
“I’m not going any faster!” screamed by dad, he shook his fist in the air.
The blue car behind us pulled out into the next lane over, of on going traffic. He sped up, and was beginning to pull in front of my car. But then another car was heading straight at that car. The car tried to stop before hitting the blue car, but was too late. The two cars rammed right into each other. There was a loud crash and I screamed. And then the cars spun around leaving black marks on the road. They were coming towards my car. I screamed again as I heard a second crash. I felt my car being pushed across the road. Then everything went black. That was the last thing I remembered.
Friday, October 3, 2008
A Time to Remember continued
In the morning I woke up at my usual time. Jake was still sound asleep, but my parents were up packing up the few things we had with so we could get back on the road. At first I didn’t remember, but suddenly the thought took over my mind. What had happened last night? Looking out the window would have kept me awake all night, wondering didn’t bother me, it was knowing that did. I wasn’t sure if my parents knew anything of what had happened because they were still asleep. I decided to ask anyways.
“Um,” I paused. “Umm, do you know what happened last night?” I whispered. They looked at me with confused faces.
“Last night I heard police cars driving up to the hotel, and there were lights shinning against the building. There were some voices and then I heard the cars pull away, but I don’t know what happened,” I said. Now their expressions had gone from confusion to shock.
“Well, you could ask at the front desk this morning,” my mom said. I nodded. I stood there for a moment. I opened my mouth to say something but no words would come out. Finally I managed to say,
“I’m going to go get all my stuff together,” They nodded. Once I left the room I heard them whispering in worried tones. Back in my room Jake was sitting up in bed with wide eyes staring at me.
“What,” I asked even though I knew what he was going to say.
“Did that really happen, I heard everything you said,” I simply nodded then went to gather all my stuff.
In ten minutes we all grabbed out things and walked down to the lobby. I was not the only one who had heard or even seen what happened last night. It seemed like the entire hotel was down there, asking for information, or demanding to know why the hotel didn’t have better security. We made our way to an empty space at the front desk.
“Hello,” the woman said.
“We’re checking out,” said my dad. After we were checked out the women said,
“I assume you also want to know what happened last night,” We all nodded. She then preceded to tell us exactly what had happened.
“You see,” she began. “It was really nothing. Just a couple of people having a giant party it got a bit out of hand. Someone thought they heard something they didn't so they called the police. But it was nothing, so there's no need to worry. There was never any danger,” she finished. I was relieved. It was nothing. My family and I walked to our car . We pulled out of the parking lot and got back on the highway. The car was silent. Even though it was nothing I knew I was and was sure everyone else was still thinking about. I was just relieved nothing had actually happened.
“Um,” I paused. “Umm, do you know what happened last night?” I whispered. They looked at me with confused faces.
“Last night I heard police cars driving up to the hotel, and there were lights shinning against the building. There were some voices and then I heard the cars pull away, but I don’t know what happened,” I said. Now their expressions had gone from confusion to shock.
“Well, you could ask at the front desk this morning,” my mom said. I nodded. I stood there for a moment. I opened my mouth to say something but no words would come out. Finally I managed to say,
“I’m going to go get all my stuff together,” They nodded. Once I left the room I heard them whispering in worried tones. Back in my room Jake was sitting up in bed with wide eyes staring at me.
“What,” I asked even though I knew what he was going to say.
“Did that really happen, I heard everything you said,” I simply nodded then went to gather all my stuff.
In ten minutes we all grabbed out things and walked down to the lobby. I was not the only one who had heard or even seen what happened last night. It seemed like the entire hotel was down there, asking for information, or demanding to know why the hotel didn’t have better security. We made our way to an empty space at the front desk.
“Hello,” the woman said.
“We’re checking out,” said my dad. After we were checked out the women said,
“I assume you also want to know what happened last night,” We all nodded. She then preceded to tell us exactly what had happened.
“You see,” she began. “It was really nothing. Just a couple of people having a giant party it got a bit out of hand. Someone thought they heard something they didn't so they called the police. But it was nothing, so there's no need to worry. There was never any danger,” she finished. I was relieved. It was nothing. My family and I walked to our car . We pulled out of the parking lot and got back on the highway. The car was silent. Even though it was nothing I knew I was and was sure everyone else was still thinking about. I was just relieved nothing had actually happened.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
A Time to Remember continued
I walked outside with my family and we got into the car and pulled out onto the road. We drove for four more hours, most of which was spent stuck in traffic until we reached the hotel where we would spend the night.
The hotel was large; it had an elegant front entry way, a pool, game room, two restaurants, and a grand ball room. At the front desk was a tall man in a black suit.
“Hello,” he said in a heavy Spanish accent. “Checking in?” My mom nodded and replied,
“We have a reservation under Williams,” The man clicked around on his computer then said,
“Mark and Lauren?”
“Yes,” He then proceeded to give my parents the room keys and tell them all about what the hotel had and things they would need to know etcetera. Jake and I sank into the couched near the desk.
Bellhops walked across the spacious room dragging suitcases and luggage carts, and guests stood scattered across the lobby. A wedding party entered the hotel. The bride was wearing a long gown with a train and the bridesmaids had on floor length red dress while the groom and groomsmen had on tuxedos. The group stopped for a minute in the lobby and looked around then walked off in the direction of the ballroom where I assumed they were going.
Finally my parents managed to escape from the long speech the man at the desk was giving them. They quickly walked over to us and we all strode over to the elevator. Once we got out at level five my mom and dad glanced at the sings and pointed us towards our room.
The hotel room was large. It was a room with a queen sized bed for my parents and a small kitchen and living room. We had also rented the adjoining room which had two more beds, one for me and one for Jake. I lay down on my bed and switched on the TV. Soon Jake joined me and my parents went outside on the deck to read.
After just a short while of watching TV I got up and went outside on the deck.
“Mom, dad, can we get dinner soon?” I asked. My parents exchanged glances.
“That would be fine,” my dad replied. The three of us went back inside and called Jake. Then the four of us gathered around the menu for room service. Twenty minutes later we were sitting in the kitchen eating dinner. At around 10:00 I went to bed. I had a hard time falling asleep, because first I heard sirens and then I saw a light outside my window. Everyone else was asleep so, although my heart was pounding I tried my hardest just to go to sleep. I knew if I looked and saw something, I don’t know what, but it probably keep me up all night thinking about it. I decided it would be best to wait and find out in the morning. At around 12:45 the light shut off and I heard the cars pull away, so I finally fell asleep.
The hotel was large; it had an elegant front entry way, a pool, game room, two restaurants, and a grand ball room. At the front desk was a tall man in a black suit.
“Hello,” he said in a heavy Spanish accent. “Checking in?” My mom nodded and replied,
“We have a reservation under Williams,” The man clicked around on his computer then said,
“Mark and Lauren?”
“Yes,” He then proceeded to give my parents the room keys and tell them all about what the hotel had and things they would need to know etcetera. Jake and I sank into the couched near the desk.
Bellhops walked across the spacious room dragging suitcases and luggage carts, and guests stood scattered across the lobby. A wedding party entered the hotel. The bride was wearing a long gown with a train and the bridesmaids had on floor length red dress while the groom and groomsmen had on tuxedos. The group stopped for a minute in the lobby and looked around then walked off in the direction of the ballroom where I assumed they were going.
Finally my parents managed to escape from the long speech the man at the desk was giving them. They quickly walked over to us and we all strode over to the elevator. Once we got out at level five my mom and dad glanced at the sings and pointed us towards our room.
The hotel room was large. It was a room with a queen sized bed for my parents and a small kitchen and living room. We had also rented the adjoining room which had two more beds, one for me and one for Jake. I lay down on my bed and switched on the TV. Soon Jake joined me and my parents went outside on the deck to read.
After just a short while of watching TV I got up and went outside on the deck.
“Mom, dad, can we get dinner soon?” I asked. My parents exchanged glances.
“That would be fine,” my dad replied. The three of us went back inside and called Jake. Then the four of us gathered around the menu for room service. Twenty minutes later we were sitting in the kitchen eating dinner. At around 10:00 I went to bed. I had a hard time falling asleep, because first I heard sirens and then I saw a light outside my window. Everyone else was asleep so, although my heart was pounding I tried my hardest just to go to sleep. I knew if I looked and saw something, I don’t know what, but it probably keep me up all night thinking about it. I decided it would be best to wait and find out in the morning. At around 12:45 the light shut off and I heard the cars pull away, so I finally fell asleep.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
A Time to Remember continued
My name is Cassandra, Cass for short. For all of the thirteen years of my life I’d lived in South Carolina, right by the beach. But, my dad got a job in Maine, so we packed up and bought a new house. Now we were driving up the coast line, headed for Maine, leaving behind our beachside home.
I was still furious at my father for forcing us to move. My brother Jake was furious as well. I could tell my mother was too, but she just lied and said it would a new experience, so she wouldn’t upset my dad.
“Why do we have to do this?” I asked for what must have the hundredth time since we’d left home.
“Cass!” my father shouted. “For the last time, we’re moving to Maine and there’s nothing you can do about it. If you asked me this one more time I’m going to drop you by the side of the road!”
“Okay then, go right ahead. I’ll just go back home.” Both my parents rolled their eyes. They were getting tired of my constant complaining. But they deserved it. I crossed my arms and went back to pouting.
“Why don’t we stop for lunch,” Jake suggested.
“That sounds like a good idea,” said my mom. Jake pushed his dark brown hair behind his ears and smiled.
“Yes! I’m starving!” Jake said. I giggled slightly then went back to sulking.
We drove for about another mile until we came to an exit with a decent amount of restaurants. Our car pulled into a space at the front of the parking lot. We all stepped out and were instantly greeted by a warm sunny day. I stretched my stiff limbs and took in the sun. We strolled towards the large building that held all of the places to eat. Outside there was a stand selling jewelry and sunglasses.
“Wait, hold on a second,” I called to my family. They stopped and turned around to see me looked through the racks of sunglasses.
“Oh, come on Cass,” Jake whined. I looked to my parents.
“We’ll meet you inside,” my dad said, sounding slightly annoyed. My family turned back around and headed inside. I went back to searching for sunglasses.
“Oh, these are perfect!” I said to no one in particular. The salesman walked over to me.
“Ten dollars,” he said with a Spanish accent. I took out my wallet and pulled out a wrinkled ten dollar bill.
“Here you are,” I said as I handed the man my money. He laid the glasses in my hand. I put them on and walked inside.
The rest of my family was standing in a line at Burger King. I took a quick look around. The food choices were very limited. There was a Burger King, a McDonalds, a Wendy’s, a KFC, and a Starbucks. I quickly slipped over to the Starbucks and got myself a frappachino while the line was short. Then I went to join my family in the Burger King line. My mom, my dad, and I all got a salad, and Jake got I cheese burger with everything on it.
We went to sit in a corner, because a tour bus filled with what looked like college students had just arrived. Now the whole place was crowded and loud. I ate as slowly as I possibly could, the longer out of the car the better.
The place was disgusting. The floor was covered in dirt. And I was pretty sure I could see the mold on the walls. In the window there was a sign that said inspection A-. I figured that inspection was years ago.
“Hey, mom, dad how much longer until we get to stop for the night?” I asked.
“Cassandra,” my mom and dad said together. Whenever they called me by my full name it meant they were starting to get annoyed. I finished eating in complete silence except for the crunching of my salad and the slurping of my frappachino.
Soon we were back in the car and on the road again.
I was still furious at my father for forcing us to move. My brother Jake was furious as well. I could tell my mother was too, but she just lied and said it would a new experience, so she wouldn’t upset my dad.
“Why do we have to do this?” I asked for what must have the hundredth time since we’d left home.
“Cass!” my father shouted. “For the last time, we’re moving to Maine and there’s nothing you can do about it. If you asked me this one more time I’m going to drop you by the side of the road!”
“Okay then, go right ahead. I’ll just go back home.” Both my parents rolled their eyes. They were getting tired of my constant complaining. But they deserved it. I crossed my arms and went back to pouting.
“Why don’t we stop for lunch,” Jake suggested.
“That sounds like a good idea,” said my mom. Jake pushed his dark brown hair behind his ears and smiled.
“Yes! I’m starving!” Jake said. I giggled slightly then went back to sulking.
We drove for about another mile until we came to an exit with a decent amount of restaurants. Our car pulled into a space at the front of the parking lot. We all stepped out and were instantly greeted by a warm sunny day. I stretched my stiff limbs and took in the sun. We strolled towards the large building that held all of the places to eat. Outside there was a stand selling jewelry and sunglasses.
“Wait, hold on a second,” I called to my family. They stopped and turned around to see me looked through the racks of sunglasses.
“Oh, come on Cass,” Jake whined. I looked to my parents.
“We’ll meet you inside,” my dad said, sounding slightly annoyed. My family turned back around and headed inside. I went back to searching for sunglasses.
“Oh, these are perfect!” I said to no one in particular. The salesman walked over to me.
“Ten dollars,” he said with a Spanish accent. I took out my wallet and pulled out a wrinkled ten dollar bill.
“Here you are,” I said as I handed the man my money. He laid the glasses in my hand. I put them on and walked inside.
The rest of my family was standing in a line at Burger King. I took a quick look around. The food choices were very limited. There was a Burger King, a McDonalds, a Wendy’s, a KFC, and a Starbucks. I quickly slipped over to the Starbucks and got myself a frappachino while the line was short. Then I went to join my family in the Burger King line. My mom, my dad, and I all got a salad, and Jake got I cheese burger with everything on it.
We went to sit in a corner, because a tour bus filled with what looked like college students had just arrived. Now the whole place was crowded and loud. I ate as slowly as I possibly could, the longer out of the car the better.
The place was disgusting. The floor was covered in dirt. And I was pretty sure I could see the mold on the walls. In the window there was a sign that said inspection A-. I figured that inspection was years ago.
“Hey, mom, dad how much longer until we get to stop for the night?” I asked.
“Cassandra,” my mom and dad said together. Whenever they called me by my full name it meant they were starting to get annoyed. I finished eating in complete silence except for the crunching of my salad and the slurping of my frappachino.
Soon we were back in the car and on the road again.
Friday, September 12, 2008
Never
Never forget all the ones that you love.
Never forget all the laughs that you’ve had.
Never forget all the mistakes that you’ve made.
Never forget all the advice that you’ve heard.
Never stop fighting for what you think is right.
Never think that you can’t change the world.
Never say never, and never give up.
Never forget all the laughs that you’ve had.
Never forget all the mistakes that you’ve made.
Never forget all the advice that you’ve heard.
Never stop fighting for what you think is right.
Never think that you can’t change the world.
Never say never, and never give up.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
A Time to Remember
The sun was just starting to appear above the horizon. There was the smell of saltwater in the air from the nearby ocean. I could see a tiny speck of the water from where I stood. The ocean was reflecting all the colors of the sunrise and glistening. It was as if there were millions of little diamonds in the water. I could hear the seagulls from the beach. And the wind lightly pushed my hair in front of my face.
I continued down the pathway that led to the beach. As I came closer I could hear the waves crashing against the shore. I took off my flip-flops, and stepped onto the beach. The sand felt cool on my bare feet. For a while I just stood there watching the waves, letting myself by caught in their hypnotic trance. After a few minutes I went down to the sparkling water
Every morning I came. When I was here I didn’t have to worry about anything else. Everything was calm and peaceful. I could just walk along the beach and watch the sunrise. For me, they were one of the most beautiful things in the world.
I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply. I looked around the beach, which was nearly empty since it was so early in the morning. The sand crabs scuttled across the sand. The birds flew through the sky and swooped down to the water or landed on the sand. This was a moment I had to savor, because I didn’t know when I would be here again.
After one last look, I left. I left my place. I left behind all those mornings spent sitting in the sand watching the sunrises. I walked away from all the times I’d spent on that beach with my friends. All laughter and smiles that took place there. Now all I had left were my memories.
When I got back to my house, my whole family was standing outside. My dad was watching the movers load the last of our things into the big truck.
“Cass! There you are. It’s about time! We’re almost ready to leave.” my mom shouted to me.
“Sorry,” I replied.
“Make that, we are ready to leave,” my dad said. I sighed and walked to the car. I slid open the door and got in. Just minutes later our car pulled out of the driveway and we were driving down the street with the moving van following right behind us. I took my last look at the house and we were off.
I continued down the pathway that led to the beach. As I came closer I could hear the waves crashing against the shore. I took off my flip-flops, and stepped onto the beach. The sand felt cool on my bare feet. For a while I just stood there watching the waves, letting myself by caught in their hypnotic trance. After a few minutes I went down to the sparkling water
Every morning I came. When I was here I didn’t have to worry about anything else. Everything was calm and peaceful. I could just walk along the beach and watch the sunrise. For me, they were one of the most beautiful things in the world.
I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply. I looked around the beach, which was nearly empty since it was so early in the morning. The sand crabs scuttled across the sand. The birds flew through the sky and swooped down to the water or landed on the sand. This was a moment I had to savor, because I didn’t know when I would be here again.
After one last look, I left. I left my place. I left behind all those mornings spent sitting in the sand watching the sunrises. I walked away from all the times I’d spent on that beach with my friends. All laughter and smiles that took place there. Now all I had left were my memories.
When I got back to my house, my whole family was standing outside. My dad was watching the movers load the last of our things into the big truck.
“Cass! There you are. It’s about time! We’re almost ready to leave.” my mom shouted to me.
“Sorry,” I replied.
“Make that, we are ready to leave,” my dad said. I sighed and walked to the car. I slid open the door and got in. Just minutes later our car pulled out of the driveway and we were driving down the street with the moving van following right behind us. I took my last look at the house and we were off.
Memories
The wind rustles through the trees.
The water rushes through the sand.
The cool mist creeps through the air.
The grainy sand lies on the beach.
Calm and tranquil.
But it is quickly fleeting,
as the car pulls away.
spinning tires and gone.
Now crowded cars are all that meet the eye.
Still, it lingers slightly,Just a tiny speck.
In my memory it will remain.
And it will never die.
Leaving the slightest little taste
Of the salty air,
The slightest little smell,
Of the sandy beach.
The slightest little picture,
Of the waves crashing against the shore.
So I won’t forget
And as the car pulls away
I think of my memories
That will keep this time alive.
The water rushes through the sand.
The cool mist creeps through the air.
The grainy sand lies on the beach.
Calm and tranquil.
But it is quickly fleeting,
as the car pulls away.
spinning tires and gone.
Now crowded cars are all that meet the eye.
Still, it lingers slightly,Just a tiny speck.
In my memory it will remain.
And it will never die.
Leaving the slightest little taste
Of the salty air,
The slightest little smell,
Of the sandy beach.
The slightest little picture,
Of the waves crashing against the shore.
So I won’t forget
And as the car pulls away
I think of my memories
That will keep this time alive.
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