Woot!!

Christmas has come and gone looking like this


but today it looks like this!
    WOOT! SNOW!!

THANK YOU JACK FROST!!


But.....I'm sick.....no snow for me.... Oh WELL,, It's still pretty outside. :3 :3


GO PLAY OUTSIDE PEOPLE....BEFORE IT MELTSSS!! D:

Writing~12-13-2012

This is an odd piece and I'm not sure If I like it or not. The words we had to include are
Requirements,delivery,notarized,rescheduled,abd gerbil.

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"Jackie!" A nasaly voice shouted. Jackie turned her silver hair falling behind her.   The voice belonged to her boss, Mr.Smith. He was a gerbil looking man. He had a pair of large eyes and a small nearly twitching nose. Behind him was a tall man with wavy sandy blond hair. His blue eyes sparkled and shone.

    "Hello Jackie," Mr.Smith said confidently, "I brought my nephew here for something important. Matt this is Miss Jackie."

     "Hello Jackie," Matt said his voice was a smooth as silk.He shook her hand and showed his perly white teeth.

    "Nice to meet you Matt. Now Mr.Smith,What do you need? I have to reachedule three deliveries."
    
       "Well I wanted to let you know that you fill all the requirements for--"

     "No." Jackie said, interrupting the man.

    "No? Do you know how many women would trip overthemselves to get to go out with me!?"

     "Two. Your mother and a woman intrested in your money and not you love." Jackie brushed a strand of silver hair behind her ear."Matt." She said as she wrote on a blank sheet of notebook paper. "Sign this." She handed him the paper, she watched as he wrote on it. "You just notarized that you were a witness to Mr.Smith's failure." She smiled softly as she turned back to the computer.

     The two men had left. Later Jackie had noticed a sticky note. Written on the note was a phone number and a message which said:

            Sorry about my crazy uncle, talk about it during lunch

                                     ~Matt

Snow. Random entry

I am normally one to hate snow. I mean I HATE the cold. I hate cold weather beyond compare, but lately I've been wanting snow.

  It looks like this outside. All rainy and muddy. SERIOUSLY!? It is DECEMBERRR!!!! WHY IS THERE NO SNOW ON THE GROUND!?!?  Or even frost or ice or something!?

   I wish so much it will look like this outside by Christmas. I mean that looks like winter, looks like Christmas.  I wanna play out in the snow...


JACK FROST MAKE IT SNOWWW!!!

   Nevermind.I  just want snow. By Christmas.



OOHHH, kay...mmm....I think I'm done with my wierd rant-like thing here.

(None of these pictures are mine....Googled them ;D)

Writing-12/6/2012

Xandar looked out the window and groaned loudly. Outside a thick level of snow covered the ground, icicles hung from the skeletal branches of the trees, and the wind blew stray flakes against his window.

    "What's wrong, big brother?" Xandar turned to see Christy sitting on his bed. Her curly red hair was messily falling in her face. 

     "It looks like Jack Frost visited last night," He said a yawn escaping his throat.

     "He did!?" Christy's blue-green eyes sparkled as she flew to the window. She clapped enthusiastically, "Oh my gosh, he did!" Xandar laughed as she ran from his room and darting into her own room. He ran his hand through his short blond hair as he heard a shout from his sister. "Xandar come on!! We're going outside!"

     Soon Xandar found himself outside. In the snow. Freezing his butt off. He looked to Christy. Her brilliant red hair flew behind her as she swung on the old tire swing. She was talking to no one.  Christy normally told stories of spirits and faeries.
      
    "Christy!" Xandar called, "You are too old for imaginary friends!!" Christy turned 13 years old about a month ago. Xandar started to complain to himself. "Stupid winter. Stupid snow. Stupid wind." As he spoke, a large mound of snow fell from the tree above him and landed right onto Xandar's face, "And stupid freaking Jack Frost for freaking nipping my face!" He shouted loudly.

    "That wasn't very nice," A voice said behind him. Xandar turned to see a boy. He had white hair streaked with blue stripes. He wore a white t-shirt, a denim vest and dark blue shorts. Frost covered his clothes and hair.
     "Who are you?"
    
          "Apparently stupid freaking Jack Frost." The boy smirked. Xandar looked up at the boy in disbelief- that's when he noticed the boy wasn't tall he was floating.
       
        "N-No....Jack F-frost...H-he's just a story."

         "Oh, really?" Jack stuck his face close to Xandar's, he then poked Xandar's nose with his cold finger. Xandar watched in awe as a large snow flake appeared on the tip of his nose.

         "H-how did you do t-that?" He studdered out as shivers racked his figure.

        Jack laughed loudly, as he proudl announced, "Because I'm awesome!"

        "Xandar, Why are you talking to yoursel?" Xandar looked at his sister then to Jack.
       
         Jack smiled sadly when he noticed the confusion on Xandar's face. "You have to believe in me to see me." Jack's eyes held sorrow and loneliness. The the pale boy grinned, "Lucky you!"
        
         Christy took Xandar's hand an pulled him toward the house. Xandar watched as Jack Frost flew into the sky laughing loudly as snow fell behind him.
         

Amazing!! :3

So I have been crazy busy again, Woo! :3


So get this, Friday I turned 16 years old...and I wasn't really planning anything ya know. I was thinking I'd go out with family and that sort of stuff. Then The night before my mom asked me if I wanted to go Christmas shopping And I said yea

So on Friday I have my outfit of stuff I had at home, when my mom walks in she tells me she didn't like it (I was so devastated!! >.<) so she took me into her room to chose between  a few outfits she had bought me for my birthday (Yea!!) .

  We went to this little place uptown and I got a complete make over! I got red highlights (I've been wanting highlights for years), and got my hair and makeup done really nice. (Thanks to a wonderful family friend!! ) :3 

                                                                (After picture  ^)

Then me and my mom went out to eat, next we went to my friend's dance studio (I thought I was going for a dance recital thing). We went inside and it was completely dark, and then the lights were turned on and there were tons of my friends!  It was amazing!

    Me and my Dad have a song we dance to it's called Butterfly kisses by Bob Carlisle. We danced to it at the father-daughter dances we had gone to since I was in 2nd grade. It has always been our song. There infront of everyone my Daddy gave me a beautiful necklace of a butterfly. Then we danced to our song, each of us trying not to cry. And yea I am a Daddy's girl, deal with it.

  My family and my friends parents (Close enough to be like a second family) Had gotten it all together, just for me. It was so awesome. It was like a dance party and everything it was so amazing. I felt so special seeing my friends there.  I had an amazing birthday! And I know I will remember all the people who wished me well and came to celebrate this amazing day with me.

   I also want to make a special thing here for my little brother,  who decided 14 years ago him and I will share this day together. He is always there for me and doesn't (For the most part) try to kill me. (no matter how annoying I get) I love you Frosty!! I love that we are so close and I don't wanna lose that, got it. ;)


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whew

Whew life has been so busy as of late!

   I started a sort of job with a school teaching art. I love it there! The kids are just awesome and I love getting to see their artwork every time I get to go in. It's like this school for homeschoolers. All the kids including myself are home schooled. They are there to learn, the theme this year for them was trees but it has shifted to native Americans. I even got to watch this wonderful class of children preform in front of their parents. They read poems, played instruments and sang. Even, if I come in about once a month, I can see how much they have progressed. And I am so proud of these children. :)

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    Thanksgiving has come and gone, in a flurry of excitement and laughter, might I add. I went to my Boyfriend's family event. We ate food, played phase 10, and ate some more, before my family came to take me and him to my family dinner. There we ate even more food. We talked with my little cousins, who seem to keep growing (slow it down will you!?). We had a dart war and I ended up shot in the eye. Of course. (Dad lol) Then my parents went to some black Friday sales and I went to go spend more time with my BF family.

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          Recently I went to the city of Cincinnati. My BF's family took me along with them to the festival of lights. IT was beautiful! I always love going to the city. All the lights and tall buildings never cease to amaze me. At the Festival of lights....Oh the lights were so beautiful. It made me feel like a little kid again looking over the lake at the lights as they seemed to dance to the music.

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       I am a senior in girl scouts and I am in a combined troop of cadets, Seniors and juniors. I have been (apparently) Talked about around a couple troops in town...Don't worry nothing bad! :) Because of this I had the opportunity to talk to a group of cadets about my passion..Art. Even better, Comics!! :D :D It was awesome. Even better I talked to Carol Tyler, (She is a female graphic artist. I met her through a Library program a few years ago.), and I got her to come and help pretty much guide me through it.

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Talent is any sort of gift you have, find it, nurture it, and share it with anyone.  

Questions From an Artist

I wrote this piece earlier this week....

I walked down the street to spot a woman scratching away in a book. She looked upset, so I asked her what held her thoughts.

   With her hopeless voice came,
 'One way...Are we all destined to go one way? Are we born just to fade to the mundane? Only....this way?'
   Why do we do so little while we're here, yet dream so big? Why do we do as others do?
    Do as they say?
    Do we continue a pitiful existence of sorrow, for all time?'
'Should we strive for our dreams?  Should we struggle for our passions?
 Try to catch them or dry as we ignore them?
Fight for them or fall with out them?
Accomplish them or Fail ourselves?'
As I pondered these questions, I received a final question from the forlorn artist. 'Is your Life the Masterpiece you wish to be remembered by?'

How would you reply?

So.....yea......it is very short and I'm not sure what this could technically be called...:3

Life is Crazy ;)

It's been a while since I've typed about life. Life is insane. My life is I suppose. :D
  Since I wrote last I had started Voice and piano lessons, I got together with a wonderful guy, and I've continued to write.
 
I finished 9th grade and I've started 10th grade with OHVA. I've drawn and drawn and drawn. I've reconnect with good friends that I lost contact with over the summer, and I've drawn some more.

I even broke my collar bone about 6 weeks ago, I've just escaped the confines of my sling. I am ecstatic that I can use my entire right arm again. :3 You never realize how much you use a non-moving bone such as the collarbone, and that messing a single part of yourself messes up the entirety of your person. I just want to thank my wonderfully amazing mother and Father who had been taking care of me and dealing with my wining, (Sorry about that)  I am so happy I'm all healed in time for the Cincy Comic Expo. :)

(Now you are caught up to the present)
  I made a pair of silver and black wings for the Comic expo this weekend. I am so excited :D :D :D Me and My Daddy went last year and I had such a great time last year,I've been counting down the days since Aug.
  I'll be dressed all steampunk-like just....you know moreso than las year. :3

The story of the creepes Chapter 3

 Note-- I'm very sorry for not posting sooner but I've been quite busy.


Chapter 3- Physic
   "Hello, my name is Officer Lindsey. I'm sorry about what has just happened here; maybe you can help me by answering some questions?" She said smiling. She looked trustworthy," What’s your name, kid?"
    "Valen Creepe."
    "Do you know what happened here?" Valen shook his head.  After similar questioning for about half an hour, Valen was starting to cry again.
    "Bubby!!" Eestair yelled as she ran to Valen,"Don't cry bubby. Hallow is going to be okay." Eestair sat on Valen's lap and pet Moonlight, who was sitting next to her master, keeping an eye on the intruder. Officer Lindsey watched the two for a moment before giving a false looking toothy grin,Valen could tell she wanted to go home.
    "And who is this?" Officer Lindsey asked.
    "I am Eestair Creepe," She said just before her eyes turned white,"You should have some other officers looking in the woods for the criminal you know?" Officer Lindsey stared at the girl awestricken. Eestair continued, "I sense he is in there. By the way, his name in Henry Mongol, He is not going to remember attacking my brother. He has brown hair, black eyes and distinct  pointed ears, like an Elf from TV."
 Her eyes became green again and she looked around for a moment trying to recall where she was. She looked as if she didn't know what she had just said. "I love you bubby," She said sweetly and she kissed Valen on the cheek. Eestair grabbed Moonlight's leash and skipped away.
    'Master Valen! Help gah!' Moonlight mentally called. Valen laughed and waved to them. 
    "What was that about," Officer Lindsey asked still shaken. She had written every thing down in a large note book that she had been writing the entire night's conversations.
    "Eestair is a psychic. She has helped for the cause as you people would say, on many cases, murders and people who do bodily harm mainly. She’s the famous psychic Riatsee. She hasn't been wrong as of yet. Has she?" He smirked as he said this.
    Officer Lindsey looked even more surprised. She then put her officer hat back on, waved, and walked out the door. Valen heard her car door slam shut and he turned to watch the blue and red lights disappear into the woods. He then walked up the stairs into the children's combined bedroom. He looked to the family pictures remembering the memories that came up when he looked at them. He flipped on the light expecting to see Eestair and Kris. They were no where to be found.
    Valen closed his eyes and he saw in black and white vision. He was looked through Moonlight's eyes. He saw his dad's room in his mind's eye. On James's bed, he saw Kris hugging Eestair, and Kris was pulling the blankets over himself and Eestair. Moonlight then jumped on the bed and crawled under the blanket.    
    She knew Valen was in her head, 'Do not worry master Valen, I will protect them. Gather your weapons.' Valen opened his eyes and walked over to his closet. He pushed past his clothing and squished himself into a small crevasse made into the wall.
    "Creepe, Valen. Monster hunter code: VC160," Valen said clearly and loudly. Suddenly the floor beneath his feet slid into the wall, and Valen fell. Valen slid and tumbled on a medal slide in the dark. He ran into the walls of the slide as it turned, he attempted to clap his hands as he was rammed into the hard cold walls. Eventually he managed a clap and the lights had turned on. Once Valen reached the bottom of the slide, he fell into a chair. The chair then slid over to a large black screen.
    "Hello Valen, Creepe." A robotic woman's voice said. The room lit up revealing a large silver control panel with hundreds of buttons and keys.  The screen flashed on. A holographic keyboard appeared in front of Valen. "What is the matter, Master Valen Creepe?" Valen pressed the keys on the holographic board: W-e-r-e-w-o-l-f L-e-g-e-n-d-s . "Master Valen Creepe, why is it you want to learn about werewolf lore? You normally look for information for your school work or about your mother.“ The robotic voice said while the screen said 'Checking files for: Werewolf legends '.
    "Mary, a werewolf attacked Hallow." Valen said. He then started at the beginning and told the robotic lab the evening's events as he read different legends and fables about the wolf men. 
    "Mary," Valen said breaking the silence. He had been reading a few files. "Can you find me how to cure the curse of a werewolf? Well, if the curse was passed through a bite, and the cure can not be fatal."
    "Of course Master Valen Creepe," The screen said 'searching' for a few moments. “Master Valen Creepe, such files exist but they are each failed tests." Valen sighed and turned in his chair. He stood and paced in the room running his hands through his hair.
    "What should I do? What should I do?" He mumbled as he paced.  The question was bouncing around in his head for hours. He sat in the chair, still thinking. "He's my brother but, but he's now high priority on my list of monsters." He whispered to himself. He stood up, then screamed at the top of his lungs and punched the desk in anger. He yelled again, and sat back down. He thought and thought the trouble heavy on his mind, after he thought and thought for a long time, the fear from the events had tired him out. Valen tried to keep his eyes open as his lids grew heaver and heaver but, eventually Valen fell fast asleep.

Woo-Hoo!! here some school :P

Okay, I haven't been on in a while too much school, I've been so busy!! Here's my school day of today:
 Algebra,
 Writing,
 Literature,
Science,
 Japanese,
 Spelling,
 and typing.
Woo, and I'm real happy because I finished at 3:30 (Yayy!) Compared to the usual 5 or 6pm....>.>

 After school I'mma draw!! yayyyy

The story of the creepes Chapter 2

Chapter 2-Protect
   
    Valen looked at the phone number, that he held in his hand. It was written in flourished handwriting, and the paper was yellowing with the age of 10 years. Valen closed his eyes and tried to see his mother, but the only thing he can remember of her is her tinkling laughter and a beautiful pair of kind, innocent brown eyes. Valen swallowed nervously and gently pushed the number into the phone. He placed the receiver to his ear and listened to it ring. Once. Twice. In the middle of the third ring he heard the phone click as some one answered the phone.        
    "Hello?" A woman's light, happy, and girlish voice says on the other line.
    "H-hello?" Valen's voice caught as a tear slides down his face, “Is this Shellian Creepe?" He instantly wanted to kick himself. He didn't know if she had remarried or, if she hadn't, kept the name.
    "Yes, this is. May I ask who I am speaking to?" Valen had forgotten, she left when he was four, his voice had gotten deeper,he didn't exactly sound like an adorable four year old. She wouldn't recognize him.
    "I'm Valen. Valen Creepe, I'm," Valen took a deep breath," I'm your son. And Hallow is hurt and we all need our mom. Me, Eestair, Kris and especially Hallow, We all need you, Mom," Valen was crying quietly now.
    "Oh, Cupid, oh my baby boy," Shellian sounded far away as if she was remembering all of them, all of her children. "I am on my way. Tell James....tell him. I am on my way." The phone clicked as she hung up. Valen listened to the silence on the other side of the phone. He heard a whimper from under the table; he knelt down, and saw Moonlight. He crawled under the table and stroked her fur.
    "It's okay Moonlight," Valen whispered soothingly,"Mommy's coming to help us." Valen kissed Moonlight's head, she barked and licked his face. "Come on Moonlight." He climbed out from under the table and grabbed her leash from the old wooden hat rack. The two year old puppy wagged her tail as he clipped her leash on her  black collar with the hand sewn silver crescent moon made by Valen. 
         Valen walked into the living room, greeted by the startling sight of his father crouched down on the ground rocking back and forth staring at bloodied broken Hallow. Valen walked over to his dad, gently pulling Moonlight behind him, she was staring intensely at Hallow. He bent over his dad whispering, "Don't worry Dad, help is on the way." Valen kissed his dad on the head and ruffled his curly chestnut colored hair.
         James looked up at Valen, as a small child would, his eyes wide and filled to the brim with fear, his voice sounded so small, "Valen, Do you really think Hallow will be okay?" James then started to bit his nails as his eyes unfocused and he stared to nowhere, he began rocking again. Valen knew his dad was in shock. 
      "I know he will be," Valen whispered. Valen walked towards a flood window. He looked towards the full moon; it was all aglow in an Halloween orange hue with out a cloud blocking his view. His finely tuned eyes saw a small black dot speed away from the house into the woods. "I will hunt you down and kill you,because you are the beast who did this to Hallow, you hurt my brother so I will murder you,” Valen mumbled heatedly, anger flashing in his icy eyes. He looked at his reflection in the large black window and saw his blond hair was a mess and his eyeliner from the day before was smeared down his face from crying. He reached up and tried to smooth out his hair. "I'm acting like a freaking girl," He grumbled under his breath. In the window he saw the red and blue lights from the ambulance and police cars through the darkness of the night. Valen tiptoed to Hallow and kissed his cheek. "Be strong big brother. I lov-" Valen’s voice cracked as another tear slid down his face. Valen hung his head as he began to cry again. Valen watched as the tears fall onto the table mixing with a pool of blood. Moonlight licked his hand as he sobbed.
    He felt a hand pull his face up gently. He looked up to see     Hallow's smiling eyes, "What’s-wrong-little-bro?" He whispered in between deep, throaty gasps.
    Valen started to speak hastily, "Hallow people are coming to--" Hallow interrupted him.
    "Valen.....you.....have....to be ........strong...for dad and Eestar and Kris....There is strenght in you.....I have seen it ...This.... will......help...you...if you...need it." Hallow whispered painfully as he slowly and hesitantly slid his hand into Valen's.Valen slipped something large into Valen's small hand and squished his hand closed.  Hallow coughed once more and fell into unconsciousness.
    The ambulance personnel busted into the room, they were pushing the gurney inside. A Female officer spoke softly to James and walked him to the ambulance after throwing a blanket over his shoulders. "Excuse us, miss," the younger paramedic said to Valen. Valen looked up at first not realizing who the paramedic was talking to. "I'm sorry for the confusion young man....But we need you to move." The man sputtered out. Valen nodded and Moonlight lead him outside. Valen sat outside the window and looked inside. He saw the two paramedics lifting Hallow and setting him down gently on the gurney. "What the heck could do this much damage to such a big and strong young man??" The younger man said.
    "It’s a full moon, maybe a werewolf did it," The older man chuckled as he slammed the ambulance door behind him. Valen watched as the loud white and red vehicle drove away taking Hallow and his Father. Valen watched the van until it's flashing lights disappeared behind the hills and trees.
    "Now the strong are gone only the weak remain. I have to be the strong one now, Dad always said 'When the monsters go bump in the night that's when we bump back,just a lot harder,'" Valen whispered, "What do you think I should do Moonlight??"
      Moonlight cocked her head to the side and whimpered. In Valen's head he heard Moonlight's voice say, 'Protect your Family, Master Valen.' Valen, unknown to his dad, can communicate with animals. Valen hadn't told anyone about his special talent. Valen subconsciously knew he'd be a target if anyone besides the animals knew, He knew many people evil and good longed for his talent.  
    "Of course, that's right. Come on girl." Valen walked with Moonlight into the house and came face to face with the officer from before. 

today?

Today has been an awesome day...:). For my classes today we watched history shows. Two were on the conquest of the Americas, one was on the nightmare at Jamestown and the final one was on pearl harbor.
  I did a math class in between two videos..

I started to work on re-drawing some old comics( from when I started drawing), and I got to talk with a friend over facebook and play X-box with him today, it was so fun :). I really suck at call of duty though lol and here it is one in the morning and I'm here telling everyone about a good day, :), I think it is good anyway.

The story of the creepes Chapter 1

  Chapter 1- Attack
   
    James awoke to the sound of a bloodcurdling scream. He squinted to the clock. Through the blurred red digits he could read that the clock said 3 in the morning. He heard another shriek closer to the house, it sounded like a teenager's, possibly male. He grabbed his glasses off the wooden nightstand next to him. Then he jumped out of bed and ran out of his room, pulling his glasses onto his face. He was running for the children's room. His four children were the world to him, ever since his wife divorced him and left their children for some cheap bar singer.
    He jumped over the puppy in the hall way and stumbled up  the stairs. When he finally slid to a stop in the children's room, he slowly looked over the  darken room. He looked to his youngest and only daughter, Eestair, her dark hair spread out on the pillow. She was holding tight to a worn blue and pink stuffed bunny. She wasn't even one year old when her mom left her, now she is 10 and will need a motherly figure soon to help her how her dad couldn't.
    He then looked at Kris. Kris's silver-blond hair reflected in the pale blue moonlight. His blankets were kicked to the end of his bed.  Kris unlike his older brothers remembers absolutely nothing about his mother; he was only 3 when his mother left. Now he was the repairman of the house, he fixed everything and learned all from his dad. 
    James looked to his second oldest and handsomest son, Valen, his ex-wife called Valen her cupid. His shining mess of long wavy blond hair was in his face, Valen was snoring softly. James noticed he forgot to remove his eyeliner before he went to bed, it was smeared down his face as if he was crying. There was another tear sliding down his face as he whispered, "Run Hallow, Run." Valen rolled to his side and kicked off the blankets, still whispering to his dreams.
    James heard the dog walk into the room and jump on Valen's bed. She bit the blanket and covered him. After she had made sure he was completely covered she crawled under the blanket and squirmed her way under his arm to where he was hugging her. Soon after she had began to sleep, Valen's night terrors had calmed as did his whispers. 
    James, having heard Valen's fear in his whispered, shaken cries, looked to where Hallow, his oldest boy, normally slept. He was shocked when Hallow was gone from his bed. James whispered his son's name over and over. He quietly slid out of the room trying not to wake his other children. He began a hasty search of the house.
      He checked the attic where his son liked to gaze at the moon. He then ran into the kitchen to see if Hallow was there, he was not. He ran the entire length of the home and he didn't see a single trace of where his son was. James was getting even more desperate each time he failed; he looked through the entire house and came up empty handed.
    James was reaching for the phone to call the police to get a search party for his son, although he had the sneaking suspicion the police wouldn't be able to help.  He heard someone faintly tap on the front door. James flew to the door and flipped on the porch light. The yellow light illuminated the ground around the porch. James peek through a window, he gasped at the ever growing pool of a dark red liquid that reflected the yellow light eerily. James pulled open the door and stifled a scream.  
     On the ground was a blood covered boy. His black hoodie was nothing more than a few rags connected by threads, his purple pajama pants were soaked with the crimson liquid. The boy looked up blood covered his face making him almost unrecognizable. He said, "Oh, hi Dad." It took James a moment to realize that this weak boy that was covered in a thick layer of the boy's own blood was his son,  headstrong, over-protective Hallow.
    "Hallow!" James shrieked.  James knelt to the ground asking, "Who did this to you?"
    "Not......Who......What," Hallow murmured before falling out of consciousness.
    James shook his son for a moment or two,  tears falling down his face. He stroked his son's face mumbling the boy's name once and then lifted him off the ground and carried him inside the house. James laid Hallow on the dining room table, and shouted for Valen.
    Valen flew in his wild hair flying behind him, "Yes, Da--Oh no What happened to Hallow?" He whispered in shock when he saw his big brother laid out on the table and in the dim light given off by the light outside, Valen saw only one thing, blood and lots of it. The air was filled with the coppery sent of blood, Valen hated the thought of eating another living creatures flesh,so he was a vegetarian. The sight was nearly too much for the poor boy to handle.
    James ignored his son's question, and said "Call a hospital, call 9-1-1, and call," He hesitated for a moment. He took a deep breath and started again, "Call your mother." Valen's ice blue eyes filled with surprise and sorrow with the mentioning of his mother.
    Valen nodded, His eyes were brimming with tears of fear, sorrow, and anger at whoever had done this to his brother. On his way to the phone he flipped on a lamp so he could navigate his way through the dog toys left by Moonlight, their white German Shepard-husky mix. As the lamp's soft warm light lit the room up, James realized how serious his son's condition was.
    Hallow's normally long slicked back black hair was windblown as if he was riding his four wheeler. James looked at the boy's strong face just like his own and he had his mother's kind brown eyes. Hallow's face now had three long but thin scratches on his forehead to his chin. There were many scratches similar to the ones on his face on his chest and legs, each were pouring out blood. Hallow's right arm had a series of puncture wounds, James stared for a couple minutes. He was stunned when he realized that it was a huge bite wound on his son's arm.
    In his bloodied hands Hallow held two things, in one a plank of wood with a rusted nail at the top with coarse brown fur and the crimson liquid on it. In the other a long and thick canine's tooth. In an instance James knew his son was bitten by a werewolf. He slouched and slid down to the ground,when he was there he started to shake and cry.

dressin' up

Okay so, I dressed in a costume yesterday and it looked awesome so Firstly I may do more costumes idk
secondly should I?? 

 In these pictures I am a girl in the 1900's dressed and is filling the position  of an airship captain. 

 Here for Halloween I was an Evil Alice. It was so fun to edit these pictures.
Well those are the only costumes I have for you to see. I do hope I will have more :)