Story of the Night Progress

Booper Dooper and hello everyone! I had some down time so I decided to work on Story of the Night, a poem from a previous post that was only partially completed! I am not sure if I want to call it for this poem or if I want to continue. I will have to see what I feel like looking back at it in a few days! so below is the updated/ possibly finished version of Story of the Night!

Story of the Night

The night tells a story
The story starts with you
you control the words,
and the words control the mood

The story can start happy,
happy can turn to sad,
sad can turn to anger,
and anger goes back to glad

The story's path is up to you,
you write the words with meaning
the meaning is whatever you make it,
so make it nothing but what you mean

If you mean what you write the story is true
but if you don't then is it even you?
The truth sets you free
lies do nothing but push you deeper

Deeper into hiding
deeper into the hole
how deep will you go?
Will you ever get out?

Let the night speak to you
let it show you the way
happiness will grow
and love will stay

What is it saying?
can you even hear?
you need to listen,
stop hiding in fear.

the night is wonderful
and speaks so much
let it in and see the world
all from the night that tells it all.


Well I hope you enjoyed that! I'm still a little unsure if I want to extend the poem or not, feel free to comment on what you think! Well as always, Pip pip tu doodly doo and have a wonderful day!

Recent events!

Booper Dooper and welcome!

Today's post will be a little about my last few days and other recent events!

To start off I moved into college! I currently attend University of Wisconsin River Falls! I am so excited to experience this and go through this school year! These last couple days have been so much fun! I will hopefully post more on that later!

Secondly, I have been working on my writing a lot! Sadly nothing I am comfortable with sharing yet as I'm still adjusting to college life but hopefully shortly I will continue to post my writing!

Finally, a lot of family stuff has been going on, my aunts father, who has ALS, left one night for a cross country drive, it was really scary, he didn't bring his meds or clothes and we were really scared, but he finally did come home!

Hope you all have a wonderful time and I hope to post writing real soon! As always, pip pip tu doodly doo and have a wonderful day!

Death, Decay, and Insanity

Booper Dooper and hello!

Wow! Two blog posts in one day?! It must be a holiday! Nope just finally have some poems to post and some free time at a family gathering to jump online and upload. It's my way of making up for my absence over the last few weeks.

The poem featured in this post is my newest one which is titled, Death, Decay and Insanity. This poem really has no set inspiration just thought of the main premise while sitting up in my room late one night, I believe it was storming. The poem, at least to me, represents a person deemed strange and even a bit crazy by society's standards talking to a "normal" person until the "normal" one notices that they slowly have become just as crazy as the one they mocked over time. Now that is how I interpret the poem personally, it is not the only way this poem can be seen as representing as I am not a writer to say there is a right or wrong answer to a poems meaning. I hope you enjoy the poem and may you remain crazy.

Death, Decay and Insanity

The roses are dead

The violets are rotten

I’ve gone crazy,

Or have you forgotten?

The garden has burned

And the animals are dead

But when will you realize

That it’s all in your head?

No one sees it

But it’s always there

Lurking in the darkness

But no one knows where

Everywhere you look

Everything you see

It’s never there for you

But it’s always for me

I’m crazy you say

With death all around me,

But soon you will notice

That you have become me

 

Well hope you enjoyed this poem! Glad I was able to share this with you and as always, Pip pip tu dooly doo and have a wonderful day!

Story of the Night (Partial)

Booper Dooper and hello!

I would like to start off by apologizing for my absence. My summer has been very busy and I have been trying to make the most of it before leaving for college in about a week. The poem I will be featuring in this post is called Story of the Night, I have been working on this one for a few days and I have not been able to finish it as I have run out of inspiration for this specific piece. I got the idea for this poem while I was sitting outside at the local park around 2 A.M. I was sitting on the swing set looking at the sky, I remember how peaceful the night was and I kept thinking about all the possibilities that the night can hold. Here is the poem, I will post a finished draft whenever that manages to happen, hope you enjoy!

Story of the Night

The night tells a story
The story starts with you
you control the words,
and the words control the mood

The story can start happy,
happy can turn to sad,
sad can turn to anger,
and anger goes back to glad

The story's path is up to you,
you write the words with meaning
the meaning is whatever you make it,
so make it nothing but what you mean


Well there you have it everyone! The current progress of this poem, hopefully soon it will be complete! I will try my best to start posting more updates as I find more time to write! Hope you enjoyed the poem. Go out there and find your own night time story and as always, Pip pip tu doodly doo and have a wonderful day!

Update! and randomness

Booper Dooper and hello! This post will cover my plans for this blog now that school is out!

So as some of you probably know, this blog was started for my English class. Well now that school is over and I have graduated, technically I could end the blog. But, thanks to my wonderful teacher, I have decided to keep this going. I will try my best to keep up on a schedule and keep this creepy and original! Now I will list a couple of my favorite things just because I feel like it!

My favorite Superhero is Batman, mainly because he is not your traditional hero and more of an Anti-Hero. I will have to admit I have far more Batman things than considered "Healthy" but meh!

My favorite colors are Purple, Blue, Red and Black. Purple is pretty and most of my non batman related things are purple in some way, except a purple batman shirt that I own and I love it!! Blue because I mean what's not to love about blue, its the color of the sky, the sea, my laptop (only because they didn't have purple), and it's blue! Red because I grew up seeing a lot of red things, it happens to be my mothers favorite color and it's also the universal color of love and anger, both of which are common emotions in my life. I am a very loving person, yet I do have a bit of a temper. Finally black, well it is the color of my soul for one, and two most of my clothing is black, because its sliming and who doesn't love that! Now I am not saying I am fat or anything of the sort. I am actually someone who is pretty comfortable where I am at.

I also enjoy drawing, singing, fishing, hunting, helping around the farm, and being outside!

Hope you enjoyed this post it was pretty random buuuuttt.. IM RANDOM! Normal is boring and stuffy. Pip pip tu doodly doo and have a flutetastic day! :D

Terror- an emotional personification

Below is my personification of terror.

Inside out Emotion Personification-Terror

She lurks in the shadows, watching from a far. She takes her time to get to know you. She is never alone, always with her friends, Anxiety, Fear, and her brother Horror. Many say she looks sweet at first, but that is not the case. Terror is a slim girl with long black hair that hangs down to just above the ground, her eyes or rather where her eyes should be are two black holes that seem to go on forever. Terror, with the help of her friends and brother, spends her time following people around and making their worst fears come to life. She lurks in every shadow, makes trees branches tap on your window on a dark and stormy night. She sends a chill down your spine when you are waiting for something you’re nervous about. Terror finds joy in others fear, she feeds on the screams and the frantic panic of someone trying to explain what happened. One of her favorite things to do is every so often get caught on camera or a TV show, it’s not that she wants the fame, but instead the joy she gets of watching herself get featured in a movie, or on the news. Seeing the large group she terrifies just fills her black heart with joy. The paranormal stories, the movies, the pictures, it’s all so pleasing to her, getting to relive those moments while seeing what they do to others is a feeling unexplainable. She loves scaring kids mostly with strange sounds and stuff in their dark rooms; parents normally don’t believe them making it even sweeter for her. No one really knows why she is the way that she is, but one thing is for sure, Terror will never change, she will always be there.  No matter where you try to hide, how sure you are that you can’t be terrified; she will always be there, waiting, watching, and planning her next game. She’s after us all, for the rest of our lives, but today, today she is after you. How and when we don’t know, but she will find you. She always does.

 

Fractured Fairy tale- Cinderella

Booper Dooper and welcome back to my blog! Today's post will feature a very short story I have written for my English class. We had to take a classic fairytale or Disney movie and change it to fit more modern times! My story is about a girl named Ella Corbon, Her father Henry, her new step mother Annica Tremaine, her two step sisters Drizella and Anastasia, and her boyfriend Caleb Charming. Now I am sure by now you have figured it out but in case you haven't, the story I chose was Cinderella. What was once a love story of magic and love is now a fight for survival as zombie-humanoids begin taking over the planet. Below is my story, hope you enjoy it!

 

Fractured Fairy tale- Zombie Cinderella

Ella Corbon and her boyfriend Caleb Charming were enjoying a beautiful spring day outside on a beach. Today was a very special day for Ella because she was at the wedding of her father, Henry Corbon, and his fiancé Lady Annica Tremaine. She sat watching as he placed the ring on her finger, they said their vows and had their first kiss as husband and wife. Ella could not be happier, now she has a mother figure again, two step sisters close to her own age, and a loving boyfriend she one day hoped to marry. All was perfect in Ella’s world. She was sitting with her new family watching television in their living room when an emergency news broadcast came on. The broadcast explained a new disease that has been discovered and how mutants were forming because of it, they called them zombie-humanoids. All men of age were being called to go to special training to learn how to fight these creatures.

Ella watched her father and Caleb get packed and get ready to go. She was scared and knew the outbreak was getting worse.

            “El,” Caleb said hugging her tightly, “I will be fine I promise.” He smiled. Ella wasn’t sure but nodded slowly, giving him a small smile. She hugged her dad and watched them leave.

            A few months went by and by now the outbreak had gone worldwide, Ella learned to fight and protect her home and family.

            “Cinderella,” called out her step sister Anastasia, “Come in here and clean the table, its filthy!” Ella, now called Cinderella, was forced to cook, clean, and cater to every whim her step sisters and step mother wanted. She went into the kitchen and saw the table covered in dirt and grass from the lawn outside, she sighed and started brushing it off.

            “Cinderella!” Snapped Lady Tremaine, “We need to go out and get food, as well as a few other things, lets go.”

            Ella hated when they needed to go outside, her step sisters and step mother covered her in blood and other things to draw the zombies out of hiding to attack Ella before the rest of them would go into the area so they were not in danger. Ella grabbed her guns and got ready to venture out. Some time went by with no problems, they were a mile from their house when Drizella, her other step sister, screamed seeing a rat. The zombies were drawn to noise and Ella knew they had heard the scream, she grabbed her pistol and got ready. Not long after the scream zombies came running out towards Ella, she fired her gun time after time shooting and killing the zombies. She saw a few others on their way when she recognized one, it looked just like her father. He was still in his soldier uniform, as he got closer she could read the name on the jacket, “Corbon.” She knew it was her father but she also knew she had to kill him. She brought her gun up slowly and fired, twice, he fell to the ground in a slump and didn’t get up, she started crying and fell to the ground. Her grief did not last long in order for her to kill the remaining zombies.

            “Such a shame Cinderella,” said Lady Tremaine sarcastically, “Henry was such a determined man, sad to see him brought down so easily.”

            “Don’t you dare speak of my father like that!” Ella was angry, not only did she just shoot her father, she knew that Lady Tremaine had never loved him. Her anger subsiding for a few moments as she thought about Caleb, he had been shipped off with Ella’s father. She began to worry and wonder if her love was dead or alive.

            A few weeks went by and no sign of Caleb, Ella had gone out alone to get away from her “family”, she had her guns and other various weapons for protection. She was wandering through the forest when she tripped and dislocated her shoulder, she cried out as the pain shot through her arm and chest. She popped it back into place and zombies started flooding her way, she tried firing her gun but it jammed, Ella decided it would be better to run then try and take on the zombies in close contact. While running she lost one of her shoes but did not stop to grab it, she fled as fast as she could until she was able to duck into a building to hide. The zombies all went about their business, except for one. One zombie stared at the shoe and picked it up, Caleb, who had also been turned when their squad was attacked on the plane headed home from battle, had been searching for something; or rather someone he felt was missing. Caleb grabbed the shoe and knew he had to find the girl who lost it, he kept it with him and went off to find her.

            A few months went by and Ella and her family were still for the most part getting by, Drizella had gone out alone at night to meet up with a boy and was found dead a couple days later. She had already begun turning. Caleb was still in search of the girl who fit the shoe. He wasn’t sure why but he knew deep down she meant something to him.

            “Cinderella lets go. Come, come.” Lady Tremaine said pulling her out of bed, “ We need to loot the mall and see what’s left, come on up, get up.” Ella rolled her eyes, she knows there hasn’t been anything in the mall for months, and they are setting her up to die.

            “No way, you know there isn’t anything left at the mall, hasn’t been for months. I am not going out there.” She got up and walked to the other room, Lady Tremaine was right behind her. She tried convincing Ella to go out but she stood her ground, “you want to go out so bad go without me. I’m staying.” She sat down and started making some bread balls to cook over a small fire.

            Ella decided to go out one night alone and see if she can find food or drinks; she was armed and ready just in case. She had cleaned her gun and made sure it worked. She was just coming out of a house with some bottled water and some Kool-Aid pouches for little kids. Either way it was something to drink. She was traveling home when she hit a pipe with her foot and caused it to clank against a wall; she tensed up knowing what that could mean for her. She waited but nothing happened. She went about her day and got home without a problem, she made sure to hide some of the extra water to keep for herself. She didn’t take all of it, but since they treated her so poorly, she didn’t exactly feel awful either. She decided she didn’t want to take the abuse anymore, she packed a few necessities and waited until night.

Night fall came and it was peaceful, Ella decided to venture out and go off on her own, she was making sure she kept quiet. A few hours had past and she was getting closer to the next town over, she had plenty of food and water left and the sun had started to rise. An animal startled her but she remained quiet. She watched as the animal scampered off and ducking under a tin sheet lying beside a building. The animal was too filthy to identify but it moved causing the tin sheet to slide down and create a crash when it hit the ground. Ella tensed and thought she was alright so she kept walking. A few moments went by and it was peaceful, she was calm and relaxed. A little too relaxed, she sneezed not even thinking about trying to stay quiet. Zombies began flooding in all directions and she watched as they surrounded her. She fought for as long as she could, only a few remained. She used her knives to kill the others, all but one. This zombie was not charging at her, but instead calmly looked at her with something in his hand. Ella stood there and looked as the zombie reached its hand out and she saw her shoe.

She wasn’t sure what to do but she took the time to reload the gun and she watched carefully with her finger on the trigger. The zombie was calm and slowly started walking towards her, she tensed but something about the calm way he was walking she wasn’t attacking him. He was a few feet from her when she finally recognized him, it was her boyfriend Caleb. Ella let him get closer and closer until he was reaching out to hand her the shoe. Ella took it without thought, she smiled and said thank you. Caleb gave a weird, distorted half smile and grunted. Caleb took Ella by the hand and pulled her close, Ella was lost in thought and was just happy to see Caleb again even zombie Caleb. She smiled and didn’t even fight it. She missed her love and it was obvious that he missed her as well. Caleb ended up killing Ella that day, but they lived the rest of their lives together, forever.

Well there you have it! My modern version of Cinderella, hope you enjoyed it and I'll see you all in my next post! Pip Pip tu doodly doo and have a wonderful day!