Izzy's Audition For EfNIzabelle Whittle’s Audition For EfN Izzy sat on the bar stool edge as she waited silently for her cider. She watched the man behind the bar pour it and then caught his eye as he handed it to her. Thoughts came quickly to her, stuff like financial stability, the girl from last night, and a bit too much pride. So she simply smiled and took her cider, no wishes to grant there. Taking a sip she let her eyes dance around the room, no one who caught her eye showed anything remotely promising in the way of deserving a wish granted. But that had never been a problem before. Putting the drink down on the bar Izzy thought backwards thrIzzy's Audition For EfN
Penny vs Carl Part 2Part 2 Penny was reading ‘Calvin and Hobbes’ when Carl came over to work on their science project for the last time. The only reason she was reading at all was because her mother had heard enough of “die!” and “you’re going dooooooowwwwwn” to last her a lifetime. The controllers had been hidden and the computer was off limits until her room was cleaned. The only solace Penny could find was in her fellow trouble maker Calvin. This was taken away when Penny’s mother pushed Carl into the room. “Penny, Carl’s here. Oh hunny, why haven’t you cleaned your room yet? Do really tPenny vs Carl Part 2
Penny vs Carl Part 1Part 1 Penny didn’t like Carl at the moment. She supposed that maybe if Carl wasn’t so prissy sometimes they’d get along a bit better. As things continued however to Penny it all seemed to spiral down into a huge catastrophic oblivion. “Well maybe if you actually listened in science Penny you might care a little more.” Suggested Carl turning back to his… ‘oooh what’s the word’ thought Penny. ‘Oh that’s right, organisms.’Penny vs Carl Part 1
“Its not like one of those tiny things are ever going to attack me Carsly so what should I care.” Penny replied.
A Flickering DarknessThe lights didn’t flicker or flash before they were doused completely and choked my house in double check worthy darkness. I sat up from my lounging position on the couch like I’d heard a heart wrenching scream. I stumbled into a standing position and searched the ground with my toes. I needed to make sure I didn’t trip and fall as I looked for the matches and a candle.A Flickering Darkness
The thunder storm outside continued sending reassuring waves of rain onto the roof of my silent house. It all created the sound of my preschool class scratching and tapping on small wooden drums. A lightning bolt reached down from the sky
| I am a writer, and I like theatre and water, that is all you need to know... |
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
I am so honored
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
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Come on the dark side of life, we have the cookies!
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Writers are artists that can't draw, artists are writers who can't spell.
Please take it back or I will feel HORRIBLE if you leave without it. I'm pretty sure I'm free all weekend so call me up then
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I'm going to go sit over here and be jealous now.
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