YIKES!

So I haven't written on this thing in, like, forever. So what happens now? I didn't enter either of the writing contests (Whoops...), haven't started on the reading and am falling behind on the blogging. So will I just not be counted for this term or what? Because I'm pretty sure I'll be able to pick back up next term it's just been so... I don't know--BLEEEH this term. Ick.

Well, anyways, enough with that subject.

Christmas was awesome! Even though I don't really understand why my family celebrates it since we're not Christian... oh well! It's still fun! I'd have to say that the best part was when my mom saw all the gifts for her that hadn't been out the night before. I mean, I've never really ever had money to get my mom real gifts before, so being able to get her $200+ in merchandise was wicked awesome.

From Santa, I got Rockband2 and a silver snowflake necklace with crystals. From my mom, I got the books Sucks to Be Me by Kimberly Pauley, Savvy... by someone whose name has been forgotten, and Skinned that has had its author ALSO forgotten! XD Smart me... I also got some theater makeup, a magazine subscription, and a sewing machine. There were also a couple of games and they've been MEGA fun to play. In fact, after this I think I'll go play Bananagrams. :D

My dad got me $175 which has been almost completely used on getting new clothes, makeup, and hair stuff. And I'm hoping to get some books before I spend all of my moolah. Yeah, you could say that I suck at saving money.

I seriously cannot even wait to go see Marley and Me--got the book for Christmas last year and I reeeeeaaaallly can't wait to see if the movie is anywhere near as good as I've been told it is.

...Guess that's it for now! Hopefully I can come up with more things to write about sometime soon!

Hope everyone enjoys the rest of the break!

╰☆╮Mimi╰☆╮

Story In The Making

So, my next Twilight rant has taken me a little longer than expected to write--still working on it even. So, instead, I guess I'll be putting up a story I have to write for my English class. (It's still in the making, too. :D)

Becoming Pandora
Greenhill, Illinois
1940

“Adam,” Marri whispered in the cold of the night. “Adam, wake up! We’re leaving” She shoved her younger brother slightly, causing him to stir in his sleep. “Adam!” She said impatiently, forcing his eyelids apart with her thumbs and index fingers.

“What?” Adam groaned, trying to pull away from his sister.

“We’ve got to go! They said they’re sending me away since I’m almost fifteen!” Marri hissed, urgency clear in her voice.

Adam opened his eyes and look around, taking in his surroundings. No light seep in from the broken screened windows; no conversations could be heard, even through the thing wall that separated the boy’s room from the girls of the orphanage.

“Whatever it is, Marri, I bet it can wait until sun up.” He groaned, pulling his scratchy wool blanket up to his chin, only to have Marri yank it off his bed entirely.

“No it can’t, Adam! They could send me off to a work house in the morning, and you and I both know that they would never let you come with me. Now get up! We’ve got to get going!” Finally paying attention, Adam kicked his legs over the edge of the bed, making as little noise as possible.

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In as little as five minutes, the Treft siblings were packed and ready to leave the orphanage. Quiet as mice, the two tiptoed down the hallways of the orphanage, skipped the one squeaking stair on their way out, and opened the door without a sound.

Cold air met their faces as they stepped out onto the streets of Greenhill, Illinois. Marri let thoughts take over her mind—they were out of the orphanage, but now what? Where would they go? How would they earn money? Surely they couldn’t go around breaking the law and steal from others, but they’d have to find out something.

“Where are we going to go, Marri?” Adam squeaked from behind her. His feet shuffled quickly to keep up with his sister, his elder of eight years. Her legs were much longer than his, making him have to nearly run to keep up with her.

“I’ll walk slower, sorry, I was thinking.” Marri said, avoiding his question. Where would they go? Another orphanage or an actual work house? They could always beg for sympathy… but what if that ended them up getting set apart? What if Marri got sent to a workhouse and Adam to an orphanage?

“Marri, I’m practically sleepwalking. Can’t we find somewhere to sleep?” Adam begged. Marri looked down at him, walking quickly by her side. Her knapsack strung over his shoulder with his belongings in it. When Adam had said he had nothing to keep his belongings in, Marri offered her bag to him—making it so she had to pack her things into the empty Pancake box she had found in the orphanage kitchen.

“Just a little longer, Adam, and then we’ll find somewhere to rest.” Train horns could be heard in the distance, away from the city part of the state. “Adam,” Marri whispered.

“What is it?” Adam replied, when he spoke, it was clear that he was dog-tired.

“Do you ever think about mom and dad?” Tears welled up in her eyes, forcing her to blink and let them fall. Adam didn’t look at his sister, but he shrugged.

“I suppose so. I never really knew them, so I don’t know.” Marri could hear longing in her younger brother’s voice. Their parents had died only a year or so after he’d been born, or so Marri was told. She’d never really seen their bodies or been given details on the death.

“Would you like me to tell you a story about them?” She looked down at Adam as he nodded his head vigorously. “Alright. One December, many, many years ago, it snowed, just before Christmas and mom and dad had taken you and I out ice skating on the lake. Of course, you didn’t skate, dad held you…”

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╰☆╮Mimi╰☆╮