Month of September, 2007

Jackelynn Grace, whose name was always shortened to simply Jackie, was trying out costumes in the local Halloween store with her mother.

Author's Note: *sigh* yes, my world of red skies and black roses, where all is make-believe, but together you and I can make it reality...

Come To My World
By Kiowa
9/30/07

Kay; I'm still looking for a new acomplice for the purple mongeese concpiracy. SO while we wait, lets talk Fruits Basket, Furuba to it's fans.

Once upon a time, there was a kingdom. There lived a king with 3 daughters. The king really wanted a son, but unfortunately, the queen died a few years ago with a sickness.

She gasped, but not at something scary, or something odd. Unlike other Natives, she had a severe heart disease that was not curable.

Intro: I decided to write this after I saw 'Phantom' for the ten hundreth time.
Enjoy.
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(behind the Veil)

I am going to write a new series about my classes in school with all real people and teachers. Every new book will start out by listing all the students in the class and the teacher.

It was a beautiful day in Intense city. Autumn, the only native left to the small town of Intense city was walking down the street, her black braids flowing in the chilly fall breeze.

Authors Note: This is a true story. At my school, we have Group 1 (kindergarten) buddies. Pls comment, I'm thinking about sending it to Stone Soup.

Authors Note: I wrote this as a story a while ago, but I broke it up and turned it into a poem.... Pls comment!

Kirriana stood
in the moonlight.
It was half-past
midnight,
the time
Kyrie

I turned around to see a tall man, dressed in dark clothing, lowering a Walther PK2, a light wisp of smoke rising from the barrel.

Okay here is a summary of the story I am thinking about to start writing:

Sophia got into her mums pink car and was driven the whole five minut walk.Her heartbeat began to get faster as she stared at the pink dvd screen with a faerie show on.

Author's Note: a story i started about a year ago and never got to typing... probably won'tcontinue much more with it until i'm done with ToSH...

That is my beloved miniature schnauzer's full name. She has been married 10 times, and divorced 9 times. For short we call her Greta.

Sophia stared at her wardrobe and looked for something to where that would not make her stand out in the end she went for a demin skirt just above her knees and a pink vest.It was the most un girlish

The sound of steel clashing against steel reverbrated around the duelling room and beyond, reaching Paul and La Medicci as they walked into the 'waiting room'.

*I've never written a story like this from two points of view before, but I'm hopin' it's schweet!*

Author's Note: for his lil' sister...

Little One
By Kiowa 9/29/07

Little one
You asked me why
We broke up.

Little one
Things are complicated
Hard to explain.

Little one

Author's Note: boys, they can change your life...

How They Affect Me
By Kiowa 9/29/07

I once said they’d never
Be able to change who I am
They’d never be able

My world is called Intense-city(sorta like Intensity). If you would like to be in this story and have a character and let them do stuff please sign up. I will start as soon as I get two people.

My world is called Intense-city(sorta like Intensity). If you would like to be in this story and have a character and let them do stuff please sign up. I will start as soon as I get two people.

Do not copy this idea!!!!!!
I will make my own little world and you guys comment and create characters.
OR
I will make my own little world.
To choose, I will have a vote in the comments page.

I looked back at the two men, who were now aiming the rifle at me.
The tall suicide fence began to tear itself apart, as gunfire sprayed the observation deck.
Wait a minute.

The cool breeze wafted through my hair, as I squinted against the bright sun. I gazed out into New York, the Statue of Liberty being the perfect vantage point.

Author's Note: Since Rocco and I aren't together, and I know he wouldn't be there to comfort me, I only have one other person to turn to... the one guy I know will always love me, no matter what...

Author's Note: you know it's true...

You Know
By Kiowa 9/28/07 10:30pm

You know I love you
You know I still want you
He asked me to the dance
But I only want you.

You know I miss you

Hello, this is top secret reporter BG reporting live from the land of kidpub, where a full on attack is hitting KP!

For the past few days, KidPub hasn't been working. Whenever I typed KidPub up, it said that KidPub was under some attack! Who's attacking, and what do they want?

"Open the door!" demaned the penguin on the other side of the door. "Or we'll break it down!

Imagine a town- made up of only KidPubbers. Imagine how we would meet. Imagine.
__________________
Kazel meets Camacazi

Author's Note: And I'll probably win in the end...

I’ll Play Your Game
By Kiowa 9/28/07

So, I think I’ll play your game
For a little while
Just to see if you really mean

Author's Note: Yeah, i know it...

He Likes Me
By Kiowa 9/27/07

He likes me,
Yeah, I know it
No need to tell me
Again.

Now that I’m free
He’ll be trying even harder
To get me.

Author's Note: I cry, she cries, we cry... together.

We Cry Together
By Kiowa 9/27/07

I cry out of love
I can feel him there
I can see his face
I can hear his
Beautiful voice.

Author's Note: Not a romantic poem, but a poem of love from the hands of God... I felt God with me...

To Be Loved
By Kiowa 9/27/07

Eyes opened wide
To a new understanding

It's about a little girl named Mary, who lives on a farm. Back then Indians would raid houses and take captives, but Mary's family doesn't think there's any danger of it where they live.

OK, guys,
All three Sample Chappies are out.
On each chapter there's somebody saying continue!

I am sadly announcing that I will be discontinuing Star Speaker and Hwin (penguin story) because it is too hard to write three stories at once and I really want to continue with the Kidmud stroy.

Author's Note: I wrote this, literally, an hour before Rocco broke up with me. So, technically, I don't need your advice anymore.

Author's Note: Most of you know just how much I was in love with this guy, right? Well, now you know that not all love lasts... especially young love. So, I suggest to you all, just... wait.

Author's Note: Looking on the good side...

I’m Free
By Kiowa 9/26/07

So, I don’t have a boy
To call my own
Anymore.

So, I don’t have a boy
To protect me
Anymore.

Author's Note: Yup, Rocco and I broke up. It's over. We're done being in love. Well, I still love him, and he still cares about me... but not that... way...

This is a real story that i hope you will read.

( I wasn't REAllY sick when I wrote this, just a stomache ache, but I was really bored~!)

I'm writing this with a stomacheache
make it go away,
I'll do whatever it takes!

Beau
ti
ful
Horse
runs
clip clup
clop
clop
clip clop
fast!
And so
graceful
chun
ky
but un
broken.

broken
but
smooth

Beautiful horse

(i know ive written alot of nature, but its either this is or dark and to much of that get old and boring!)

Opening to life
spring, calling, to buds,

I found this quote last year and LOVE it!!!!

Is this the end,
to all we've built?
Is this the ripping,
of iron and guilt?

Is it the melting,
of grandma's silver?
Is it the smile,
that never seems to falter?

Is this his way,

When you see the day through the dark of night,
I'll help make everying seem right
And when your weary and your hope is gone
I'll lead the way for you to carry on

The way i walk is lined with trees
dark, tangled pain
and there is hurt.
But I walk through it
by choice
for I know;
the ground beneath my feet is holy
a stream of love runs deep and pure

Presence of God
in every stream,
flowing through all the earth,
the trees, winds, birds, whisper your praise
we cannot capture your worth.

Beauty surrounds,
hidden
to be found by one
who can look deeper
and unearth it
small sometimes
but always there.
waiting, trying, needing
to bloom.
Dont keep it closed up

My freind lived in an old house that had been abandoned for years until she moved in.

Author's Note: When will it all be normal again?

When Will…?
By Kiowa 9/25/07

When will this pain ever end?
When will I be happy again?

When will he treat me right?

Author's Note: *sigh*

Still Not Happy
By Kiowa 9/25/07

My life is pretty crazy
My friends are in need of help
My boyfriend keeps me in the dark
My mom and dad both want me

KidPub Journal Entry
Title: Time To Leave
Date: 9/25/07
Time: 1:10pm

Susmi: *Just waking up* Where am I?
Marie Lynn: Er... Not in a caving in house?
Susmi: Sure, I just had this dream that Camacazi... she wanted to EAT me.

The room was quiet, all the girls at the London orphanage were fast asleep. The window let out a silent breeze, and the curtains swayed forward and back.

Mecharani swept the broadsword into a wide arc that would do off Ana's legs if it was an unbroken stroke.

Mr. Thomas Barnes of the Ruby Red Lion Inn was hungry. Hungry!

P. dude and Flying Felixie saves the Tornado-ish Day...

Wesley: Fine, fine, GO!
Camacazi: My plesure... (whipps out a black yet very beutiful black and blood red fountain Pen)
Susmi: No, you don't know the FORCE.

See Spot. See Spot run. See Spot walk. See Spot run to the park. See Jane. See Jane follow Spot. See Spot run.

Note: This is the best story ever!!!!

I’ve just caught the end of my radio program when Sissy walks in, blanket trailing behind her.

If I wonder
While I wander
By the saddened sea
And the waves do churn
and the waterss burn
Will you remember me?

If I wander
way down yonder
into a deepened sky

My hands envelope
a white cup
made of china
with a chip-
and no handle.

Steam rises from it
whispy, white
touching my cheeks
my nose
my lips...

I raise the cup to my mouth

This is going to be a collection of short stories and poems by moi... mostlly sad or mysterious or wintery... like DECEMBER!

Quite recently in fact,
In a town far, far, away.....

(theme song)
There is unrest in
KidPub town
It seems,
That all the authors
Have ants in their
Pants!
And some are moving

Author's Note: I was pissy, so what? I have my reasons, you just can't understand...

Our Goodmorning
By Kiowa 9/24/07

I walk up to you
My stomach upset
I stand next to you

Author's Note: I don't want to make him fel bad... I know he reads my poems when he gets the chance. I don't want to hurt him, to make him feel bad, but these are the feelings I feel inside...

That night I made Tanner and Zach come into my room for a short meeting of what to do or say in front of Brain-washed Grandma Reachel.

A poem I wrote 3 years ago:

Reading
Is never a bore
Pleading,
"Just one chapter more!"

Cassie couldn't deal, so she did what she always did. She escaped to Jess' world.

I’d follow you to the ends of the earth
I knew the same for me wouldn’t be returned
I’m stuck here waiting
for something that won’t come true

Don't keep me waiting

'Backs to each other.' The order was not as forceful as it should have been, as this particular guard in question was trembling. Ana and Mecharani complied, faces set, revolvers in hands.

As you know from the first note of my series i enjoyed homschooling later on.But somtimes i feel like i mis a bunch of stuff from not going to school....like kids that go to school go to plays,swim c

Jolinda frowned as she was concentrating on adding that teeny, tiny speck of lipstick that needed to go - yes - right THERE.

now in decmeber: short collection of stories and poems... yafday yada.

Author's Note: I know many Black Roses...

Black Rose
By Kiowa 9/23/07

Black rose, black rose
Lying on the ground
So beautiful, so fragile
Would anyone ever be able
To love you?

Author's Note: They do, yes they do...

They Need One Another
By Kiowa 9/23/07

They love each other
Secretly, they need
One another.

He loves her
He would do anything
For her.

Dear Mama, Papa and Lily,

{Rwc = read with caution} Some things may not be appropriate for people under thirteen.

{Rwc = read with caution} Some things may not be appropriate for younger than twelve.

The mission you assigned me is not working. No matter what I do nothing is working!!! The only hope left is Perry.

"I can't believe this," Liv muttered sadly, shaking over her head. She had on a dark, black dress, perfect for mourning. She was staring down at the dead body of her fellow kidpubber Kazel.

yay for me. im going to sleep at 10.

As we all know, our FAVORITE SHIP IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD is Brandanna. Brandon and Camacazi. Here is their wedding day, I found the idea in a story I wrote a while back.

these are some haikus we had to write last year for language arts. for anyone who doesnt know , a haiku is a poem with 5 syllables in the first line, 7 in the 2nd, and 5 again in the last.

A poem I wrote in 7th grade

hush.
listen
to the sounds
of the quiet.
the wind tell the trees
a secret
the trees whisper it to the world,
the world answers back.
bees buzz,

Help! Help! I really need you to comment to show me that you've read this, Perry, because it is URGENT!

this is another poem from last year and its not very good, but here ya go:

The day is young,
so go now
into the world
and do
something.
Something
to make the world
a better place

(it isnt very good, but im bored so i'll post it anyways. this is from about a year ago, along with a bunch of others im posting)

Always quiet?
never chat?
And adults think school is social?

This is from about a year ago- i just found the notebook with it and alot more.

Pencils,
markers,
highlighters,
pens,
we put in place, summer ends.

Hey, I'm thinking of writing a new chapter book. I'm going to put entries from my REAL diary here. What do you think?

Author's Note: I just found out two, very, sad, important things about two of my good friends this week...

Why Didn’t You Tell Me?
By Kiowa 9/23/07

Why didn’t you tell me

Okay, I know I use the name Hwin again but it isn't the same person as the penguin-girl. Got it? Ok, good. Now here we go.

Author's Note: Sooooo cool!

SkyShow
By Kiowa 9/22/07

My new friends
Surround me
The music plays
Floods my body
Filters my ears
Wanna dance
Wanna sing
Loud bombs
Blasts of fire

Author's Note: errmmm, well, yeah... you get the picture... hopefully. lol

My Day Went Like This
By Kiowa 9/22/07

Woke up at 6:00
Couldn’t dream again
So I tossed and turned

Is any of you spellingbeechamp on webkinz? If so I'm at ur house. Valentinegirl1995.

Before I start to write this story, I am going to dedicate it to my friend, who moved in grade one.

“I .D?” A heavy set woman with pale skin and a glazed look in the eye asked me.

The case usually is, in princess stories, that the princesses in question are
1) Tomboys. They love riding horses, fighting with swords, getting dirty, chatting with servants, the like.

SHE LOVES YOU

She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah
She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah
She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You think you lost your love,
When I saw her yesterday-y-ay.

SHE WAS JUST SEVENTEEN

1-2-3-4

I'm very sorry to announce that the dragon quest book will n ow be cancelled due to lack of citizen response. Thank You for your understanding.

The Beatles had it made for the first few years, but they eventually got SO TIRED from traveling ALL OVER THE WORLD for concerts.

THIS BOOK IS SO GOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I loved it. This kid in my class said it was OK but I thought it was one of the best books I've ever read!

3.14 sorry it's just a random thought

This is one of my favorite song.. really a good one.
Comment me if you like it too! Muah!

Honey why you calling me so late?
It's kinda hard to talk right now.

As you may have known I am having writers block. I would really enjoy some tips if you can give me any. Thanks, remember I think of you all as my kidpub family!

I'm a big doglover, and have been studying dogs for a while ( I'm not bragging, ok!?) So, I want to do a dog encyclopedia without using an actual books words, but doing research and writing it in m

Never
Ever
Fall off the
face of this
Planet
Please.

If you
didn't and
I know it
true
I would be
at
ease.

If you did
Would I be
insainly sad?
YES

So now
you know that

The next few days were harsh. The little girl continued to smack me, the two girl bickered, and the only comfort I had was Daisy.

It was so Epic what we did! There were faints, and slaps and boo-boos and evil friend shunners! It was the stuff legends are MADE OF!