**Shoutout**

Hey, everyone! How are you beauties, today?

I have work soon, so I have to make this short.

So I just thought today I would give a shout out to my friends today.
Mel who is amazing, by the way!
She is so much stronger and more poetic than I could every be!
So, check her out at http://christ-is-enough.blogspot.com/ and experience the awesome!

Also, HANNAH!!!!! <3 my Person! <3
Beautiful, smooth, Hannah! Gotta love her blog! Some good, some bad, a little of both ;)
http://hannahwaters15.blogspot.com/

Annnnddd Alison!!!! She is so awesome! I love reading her blog! If you feel like reading a novel in one sitting, here you go! Alison's blog is http://mutteringsanmusings.blogspot.com/ . She posts about a lot of different stuff. Stories, mock interviews, advice for both genders and so forth, so here you go.

Fourth is Zathia!!!!! <3 Love love love her!!!!
http://adventuresofzc.blogspot.com/ .

Lastly, Cora! Posts occasionally about being the oldest sibling. You can get some laughs here. :)
http://beingtheoldestkid.blogspot.com/ .

Anyways, thanks so much for the views! We are reaching 2,000. That might not be a ton for the rest of you, but it's a big step from where I was a year ago, so thank you so so much! If any of you guys have blogs, I would love to read them, and give you shout outs every now and then, so please send them to me!!! :)

Thanks for reading.

Also, @ZathiaColt and I are making handmade crafts lately. I mean, let's be honest, Handmade crafts are hawt, so all of you should make them. :D

Blessings this weekend <3

Recorded Heart

Hey, there, everyone!

Sooo I don't remember if I have posted this before, but I was going through some writing prompts, and found this one from January 20, so I thought I would post it. :)

Alyson scooped a spoonful of raspberry sorbet into her mouth. She smiled at a picture of him across the table. Two years they had been together, and she was still eating their desert. It has started when they ate this in Italy when they first met. He had asked her to meet him at this creamery and bought her a bowl of raspberry sorbet.

What she ate now didn’t tickle her tastebuds as much as Italy had as this had been picked up from family fare.

A scene flashed into her head of when she first saw him in the hospital.

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His face was so pale and ghostly, and she hadn’t really known what to do. She had just stood and looked at him. He was so peaceful. He gripped her hand and the memory was almost as good as the reality had been. He lifted her knuckles to his lips and gently kissed them one by one.

“I’m okay, Al.” Tears had started ebbing down her face at this point, and he pulled her into his chest. “Hear that, Al?” he whispered, her ear over his heart. She listened hard. Bu-bum. Bu-bum. Bu-bum went his heartbeat. “I am still alive. I may be dying, but do you hear that, Al?” he cupped her face in his hands. “I am still alive. And no matter what, I will always be with you as long as you can hear my heartbeat.”

She had left for a few hours and when she came back, he was gone. Her mother had left. Her sister had left, and she had thought she knew what pain felt like, but no. This was what pain felt like. Heart-wrenching agony. She didn’t know that she would ever be able to breathe again. Screams rippled from her lips like waves on the shore. Then, something was pressed into her hand. It was small and silver, and the edges were rounded. A flashdrive. She brought it home and shoved it into the outlet of her computer.

He was there. On the screen. Oh, god, he was there. Her fingers brushed gently over his virtual face-pale white, and blood-shot eyes.

“Hey there, baby. I’m leaving soon. I can feel it. You just left, and I can feel myself going. I am making this just before I go.” the camera switched to looking at the monitor, and then went black for a moment. In the darkness of the screen, she could hear something. Bright-fluttering-alive. His heartbeat. The track ended and tears were dripping onto the keys of her laptop. There was something else. A word document. She double clicked on it, and it opened all too slowly. On the screen appeared five words that caused her to collapse again in sobs.

“So you’ll never be alone.”

Well there you have it. :) Not real long, but not too short, either.

I thought I would give a shout out to my friend, Hannah!!!!

So here's the link!!! I know she is in the middle of writing a story, and it sounds really good so far! :)

http://hannahwaters15.blogspot.com/

Blessings, everyone!! :) Have a good day :)

Lonely Again

Hey, guys <3

So, be ready for me to just dump all my feelings on everyone. Here goes.

I am lonely. I am always lonely, but sometimes like last night, and Saturday night, it's really bad and I curl up in a ball and cry myself to sleep. I have a roommate, but she never hears me because I don't let her. I smother my tears and sobs in my pillow-poor thing-and I hardly ever tell anyone because why should they care? I am telling all of you because I don't know that any of my friends look here, and I would rather tell you all who I may never meet than face the embarrassment looking someone in the eye knowing they know my deepest fears.
So, like I said-last night was really bad. People tell me to turn to God. I am a christian. I do turn to God. I beg him and beg him to take the pain of loneliness away, but more often than not, the answer is no, and I have to find a way to cope. It hurts. Physically and emotionally. My chest hurts so much, and I want to scream, but screaming would tell my roommate that I am hurting. I wonder sometimes if I am mentally insane. Should I tell someone?
Maybe I need help.
Maybe they don't care.
Maybe I don't need help.
I'm not depressed. I have never considered suicide that I remember. I am lonely. Last night, I cried so hard and so quietly that I couldn't breath right. I wrote lonely on a paper almost 100 times until it had almost lost its meaning.
I found a quiz this morning to find out if I am lonely, and I scored a 38 out of 30. According to Psych Central, I suffer from Extreme Loneliness. It really has not lightened my mood knowing this, but I guess at the same time, it makes me feel better because I know that I am not the only one who feels like this.
Maybe there are others.
Maybe someone understands me.

So, I feel really really lonely, and I talked to one of my close friends last night (D) and he made me feel a lot better. It really helps knowing that someone cares.
I am not writing this as a pity play. I don't want pity. I am writing this so that those of you who are lonely know that you are not alone, and so that those of you who have a lonely friend know what it feels like. It's unlike anything else. It's not like a skinned knee, or a cut, it's more like a bullet hole in your chest. This is what I imagine being shot feels like. I think sometimes that maybe this is all a dream-I hope it's all a nightmare, but then suddenly I know I'm not sleeping.
This is all real. I've heard that a certain amount of loneliness is a normal part of most people's lives. But when your feelings of loneliness can become a bit overwhelming or more serious than usual -- like now -- it may be a sign that something isn't quite balanced in your life. You may find that you could benefit by trying to reach out to others in your life -- right now. A close friend or family member whom you trust and talk to can go a long way in helping to relieve feelings of loneliness in many people.
Some days I barely hold on. I want to let go.

Like I said, I don't want anyone's pity. I just want all of you lonely people out there to talk. Because even though you are embarrassed to talk to someone-for anyone to know, it is vital. Talk to anyone. Talk to me. Because we are stronger together than we could ever be apart. So reach out to me because this is me reaching out to you. Me: lonely, flawed, unhappy, me. Marisa.
I know there are nights when you feel like there's nothing left to live for, but I need you, and I think you need me. So if you are wondering what there is left to live for, there's me. I need each and everyone of you. If I didn't see those view numbers jumping every day, I would be all the more lonely.

I hope that all of you know that you are not alone. Trust me, I know how you feel. No one who has not gone through extreme loneliness would know what it feels like, so you read what I just wrote, what I just put up above and ask yourself if you think I really know what you are going through.

I love each of you so so so much.

Please, email, chat, comment.

Blessings <3

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DavJ9UKS2ps

ABC Thankful

Hey, gems :) How has your week been so far? :)

I am going to a formal event this evening, and I am super super excited! Maybe I'll even see some of you there :) Winter Jam I think it's called???

So, anyways, today I figured-through many complicated trains of thought-that I would do an alphabet of things I am thankful for. :)

A-Answers to questions I can't answer myself.
B-Bible. God's word, the gospel :)
C-Clouds. I LOVE clouds. Clouds are beautiful especially at Sunset <3
D-Dancing. I can't do it, but I love to watch it. Mostly acrobatics and slow dancing, but there is so much talent out there, and I love that God gave me the ability to do all the things I want to do.
E-Experience. And all my other EXs. Ex-friends, Ex-teachers, they all give me experience.
F- Forgiveness, friends and forgiveness of friends. I literally would not be alive without my friends, so thank you so much, and forgiveness is something I need a lot, so I am thankful for that. :)
G- God. 'Nuff said. :)
H-Hannah <3 my all-time best friend. I don't know what I would do without her. :)
I-Inspiration. Love it, need it.
J-Joy. Just love it <3
K-Kendra. My cousin. One of my best friends ever <3
L-Love.
M-Music
N-Never. I am grateful for not believing in the word never.
O-Optimism. My friend D is always happy, and he always pushes his optimism on me even if I don't want anything to do with it. :P
P-People. Love 'em. ;)
Q- Quotes. I love looking at them, and making them, and writing them down. They are just so encouraging. :)
R-Rain <3 It drives me crazy sometimes, but it melts the snow, and it's pretty :)
S-Solitude
T-Truth
U-Unicorns
V-Vacation
W-Writing
X-Xmas
Y-Yellow <3 happy color :D
Z-Zoological passion

Okayyyy so that's my list. Make your own, send it to me! I would love to hear from all of you. :)

Thanks for reading!!

Have a blessed weekend :D

Writing Prompt

What's up, everyone?!
So,  I hope you enjoyed the last post! I had tons of fun writing, it. So, I was thinking maybe I should do prompts daily like give you guys ideas, so today's prompt is going to be....hmm

You are a clone, and you have been designed to find the original. Write a scene pleaseee :) write for ten minutes at least, in a notebook, online, blogging, whatever. I would love to see what all of you have read!!!! :)
Can't wait!

Blessings :)

Have a great weekend :D

Doggie Days

Alright, so here's today's prompt! I got into it, and kind of just decided to keep going with it, so it's a really short story from the perspective of a dog. It's only about 700 words, but I had a lot of fun with it. If you decide to do the prompt, the challenge is to write for ten minutes, online or in a notebook, and I will list today's prompt above the story. :)

Today’s Prompt: Write a scene at a dog park. Write from the dog's POV.

Day 1:The sun is happy today. I don’t really know why, but it is looking at everything. H. is sad, though. Why is the sun happy, but H. is sad? She told me last night. She cried a lot and buried her face in my fur, but all she said to me was “It’s over”. I don’t know what’s over, but at least she didn’t mean park walks. We are going on one, now. Maz was here again today. Her owner got her nails clipped. Now she can’t dig holes very much anymore.

Oh! We’re going home, now. That was...a very short walk. I wonder what’s wrong with H.; Maybe she’ll tell me tonight.

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Day 7: H. told me last night what was wrong. Someone dumped her. I don’t know what that means, but I think it has something to do with making her cry. She has been doing that a lot lately. We didn’t even go on a walk today. I miss my walks. I wonder if they hurt H....if walks hurt H., then I don’t want to go on walks anymore. I don’t like it when H. cries. Her eyes get all red, and droopy.

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Day 11: H. is sad still. At least ten suns have passed, and she is still sad. I wonder if she will ever be happy again. I hope she is. She is prettier when she is happy.

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Day 23: She is still sad, but I think she smiled today. Last night, she told me that maybe everything was going to get better.

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Day 25: She’s going somewhere. She looks really pretty tonight. She keeps changing what she is wearing, though. Her hair is done up in that round thing on her head that she looks so nice in. Did I mention that her hair looks pretty? I like the color. Like the sun.

Later: Finally, she chose a dress! She is wearing a black one. That stuff with holes that look like flowers is on it, and it looks really nice on her. I don’t think I’ve seen her smile so big since before day 1. She says she won’t be home until late.

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Day 26: She was right. She didn’t get home until the light thing had two straight lines, and two zeros. She was so happy. She didn’t cry last night.

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Day 35: Someone’s coming over. I think it might be whoever she has been seeing at night. Oh! He’s here!

Later: He is handsome, and she likes him a lot. They had that stringy stuff for dinner, the one with the meat on top and the red sauce. H. gave some to me under the table. It was really good. She hasn’t fed me under the table for ages.

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Day 507: She is crying again. I think this is happy crying, though. She is smiling, but tears are on her cheeks. I don’t know what to do. Should I comfort her? He’s here, too. He got on the floor, and held her hand, then she started crying. I want to know what’s happening. This is not okay with me.

He keeps hugging her. She’s laughing and crying, and...I’m confused...

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Day 567: She looks so beautiful! I have never seen her look so pretty! She is wearing white, and a necklace that shimmers when she turns, and someone did her hair all nice, and she keeps touching her finger. He’s here, too. He looks really happy. H. and A.. A is his name. He looks handsome. She keeps looking at him and smiling. I want to know what’s going on.

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Day 573: We’re moving! A has a new house, and it is really big and there is lots of room, and I love it. H. is so happy that I don’t think that she will ever be sad again.

Thanks so much for reading!

Blessings :)

Apple Pie Writing Prompt

Hey, everyone! Sorry about the forgotten post! I got into a lot of stuff, and ran out of time!

Here it is, now!! :)

Today’s Prompt: “Write a scene that takes place at an apple pie factory.”

“This is Susan Clandenning at the Apple Pie Factory, floor APF-328. Project has failed. Specimen is chasing me. I don’t know where he is. I found a pillar to hide behind, but I know he will find me soon. When you find this, it will be too late. The plan went wrong. The experiment went so horribly wrong. We got as far as the injection, and then the subject began to show signs of seismic attacks. We tried to help him. He killed everyone else. Now there’s just me. I don’t know what to do. Oh, god, I don’t know what to do. He’s here! Oh, god help me, he’s here! Hel-”

A cold recording device fell from Susan’s shocked fingers as her creation rose before her. He lifted his bowed head and his black locks fell away  from his face, revealing golden cat’s eyes. A scream ripped from her throat as he reached toward her. Her heart stopped within seconds.

New York slept that night more peacefully than it had in a long time, and no one knew that everything was about to change. And not for the better.

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They found Susan’s body-or what was left of it-laying in the lab. The Top Secret one. The Apple Pie Factory. It wasn’t as though he had eaten her like some ungodly thing. All the body parts were there. They were simply scattered all over the building. Everyone else had only made it as far as floor APF-323. They hadn’t known. Susan had known. She had known because she warned everyone.

Susan wasn’t dead, though. When they found her body, she knew that she was alive because she was breathing. She screamed at them-the medics, the police, the president (for it was his project) but no one seemed to hear her. This must be what it’s like to die. she thought.

I didn't get any farther, but there it is. :)

Also, I found this awesome singer/pianist/banjo...ist...and he is so cool! I had listened to him a little before, but now I listen to him and his collabs all the time :)
You guys should totally check him out.
Kurt Schneider. Here's a vid of his. I think this one is my favorite of his so far. He's at piano, and then Austin is singing :)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f98kIowZAUw

Alrighty, so there's today's post. Thanks for reading! If you have like ten seconds, go ahead and click that subscribe button and you will get updates and stuff whenever I post, so you can get a little more of the awesomeness ;) :P

Thanks again.

Blessings :)

Sarah Seleky

So I found this website through many Pinterest pages and links, and I found this website for daily writing prompts, and I thought I would share. All it takes is an email address, and ten minutes a day to dedicate to writing. Here you go. I'll post what I wrote today later, but for now, here's the link. :)

http://www.sarahselecky.com/daily-prompts/

Thanks for reading, gems. :)

Blessings :)

Busy Bee, Busy Me

Hey, everyone! Sorry for the silence!

I am working on a lot of stuff right now (story-wise) so I am a bit busy. I recently started working on a bunch of writing prompts, so let's see if any of them get anywhere.
If you are struggling with ideas, I know writing prompts usually help me out a lot, so look them up on pinterest or something ;)
Hopefully more later. :)

Blessings :)

Pinterest Pinspiration

Quick snipet of inspiration that I got from this picture.

I finally went back to the place I never would. The place I swore I wouldn't. The tunnel where I first met Cabell. I ran my fingers along the rough dirt walls. They dragged over the one white flower that protruded from the wall. It was the only thing alive down here. Even I wasn't alive.
I arrived in the room, and it dazzled me all over again just as it did every time I came here. There, sitting in the midst of a circle of candles, legs folded, fingers relaxed, eyes closed, was Cabell.
"I'm ready." I whispered.
He slowly opened his eyes, and, seeing me, jumped into action. He stumbled to a desk in the corner, and swiped up an old milk glass. 
"Here," he said, "Just fill this. We'll do it in no time." He rubbed his hands together in anticipation.
"I can't just...cry on purpose! How am I supposed to do that?"
"Just.." he sighed, thinking of the right words, "Think of the worst memories. I know! Your brother! Adamus was his name, right? Think of Adamus. When I killed him, his eyes were nearly popped out of his head with surprise. His blood splattered onto my boots."
A gasp ran unbidden from my lips and tears began cascading in white tendrils down my cheeks. "Why do you need all of these tears?" I choked out, trying to think of other sad memories... A task that was all to easy for me.


I just saw the picture and thought of this. Thanks for reading. If you have any particular inspirational pictures, please send them to me. :)

Thanks tons.

Have a blessed weekend :)