I know, I was writing a story called Land Of Never Ending, but I kind of had writers block and I can't seem to get the 2nd chapter done. It was kind of a story I just thought of, but this one I have been thinking of writing about for like a year now.

Before you read, this is what the story is about:
It is about a young teenaged girl named Isabelle. She is forced to move with her single mother and 2 siblings to a place called Black Stone Creek. While she is there she makes a shocking discovery about herself. She has signs of very powerful mental powers that give her the ability to tap into others' minds, she has visions and feelings about the future, and she can move objects with her mind. She showed signs of this when she was at her original home, but after moving they become more and more powerful. She also discovers that Black Stone is not the peaceful country side home that she thought it was. What she does not know is that there are people, bad people that want to get their hands on her and others like her for many different reasons. You'll find out later who Charlie is. I am not going to say anymore than that, just read! Enjoy!


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Chapter 1: Changes

Sometimes I wonder who I am. Other times I know, I just don’t like it. Charlie tells me to accept who I am because nothing can change it, he tells me that God made me who I am and I should appreciate myself for who I am… or what I am.
There is a time in a young girl’s life when she goes through changes. She goes from being a sweet little blue eyed girl, to a snotty teen in what seems to be only months. The emotions that one must go through in these years can drive one mad, and it is hard to get through. I was always trying to fit in the rest of the kids at school, but not matter what I did, they did not accept me. When I hit teen years I noticed a change in the people around me. I’m not talking about my family, or my friends, or the people I knew, I am talking about everyone else. I would go out in public, and some people would just stare at me, and I did not know why. Some would give me dirty looks; others would look at me like they knew me from somewhere. At the same time, my dreams changed too, they were getting weirder and weirder and more and more mixed up, and strange things would appear in them. At times they scared me so much that I could not sleep. I thought I was just watching too much television, but boy was I wrong. I had no idea what was happening to me.

Before something would happen, I always had these strange feelings. One time I was just drawing and I had this strange feeling that the phone was about to ring, and I said aloud “Leta”, which is my friend’s name, and low and behold, 5 seconds later, the phone rings, and it was Leta. After all these things that were happening to me, the weird things, and the teen emotions, I was forced to do the worst thing a girl could ever dream of. Yup you guessed it, I had to move.

“Isabelle, hurry up!” My mother screamed from the first floor of our house. I sighed, and grabbed the last box from my room and headed down stairs. “What took you so long; you only had one box left.”

“You know, just saying goodbye to my room…” I looked back up the stairs for the last time and let out a deep sigh.

“I know you’re sad honey, but it’s what’s best for our family.”

“But why do we have to move to a town named ‘Black Stone Creek’? I get a bad feeling every time I hear the name, or even thing about it. It’s such a creepy name.” I replied. I admit, every time the name was mentioned I did get a bad feeling, like if we moved there, something bad was going to happen.

“Oh honey, you’re just upset because you have to leave your home, that’s what the bad feeling is. You’ll get over it…” I rolled my eyes and carried the box out the door. My mother really had a way with words.

The car ride was long and brutal. It wouldn’t have been that bad if I was an only child, or the youngest for the matter. But no, I had 2 younger siblings to contend with; one boy – Jacob, and one girl – Maya. They were constantly fighting and picking on each other, and then they chose to pull me into it. We had to pull over 6 times because of their constant fighting, and 4 more times because both of them got car sick. Good thing I was up front with my mom, although they still reached forward from time to time to pull my hair, or wipe their snot of my shirt just to cheese me off.

The reason we were moving was very simple: My mom needed to get away. Ever since dad died she has not been herself. She stayed in that house for as long as she could, but she could not take it any longer. The rustle and bustle of the city, the constant reminder of what happened, and haunting memories of the past. So she decided to move somewhere quiet, in the country, and a place where we could relax.

After 5 hours, we finally arrived at our new home. Our pickup slowed to a stop and the U-haul trailer screeched as we stopped. Jacob and Maya ran our in a hurry to check out our new front yard. I have to admit, it was beautiful. We had a lot of land compared to the house we had back in the city. There was a big oak tree with a swing set hanging off a big limb. The house was not what I expected. I expected a big gray dirty house with an eerie mood to it. To my surprise it was clean and it looked like it was just painted. Actually, it looked like it was just built. Not just from the outside, but the inside as well.

I scooted out of the truck slowly and shut the door with a hard slam. I crossed my arms, and walked forward towards the house. My mom came up beside me and stopped. “It’s pretty, isn’t it?”

“I guess.”

“I’m sorry honey, I know you are sad, but you’re going to love it here. I just had to get out of our house and settle down somewhere quiet and away from the noise.” She set her hand softly on my shoulder. “Just give it time.”

“I’ll try.” I let out a loud sigh. My mother looked at me with a playful grin. “What?”

“I have an idea!” She almost laughed what she said. She almost seemed almost like a kid, which surprised me because ever since dad died she has always been so serious and emotionless. “We have some pretty big property here, how about we get a dog. No 2 dogs!” Her grin got even bigger when I smiled my approval.

“I think I am going to go to bed early.” I faked a yawn. I wanted to do anything to be left alone. “That was kind of a long drive, so I’m pretty tired.”

“Isabelle.”

“Yes mom?”

“You have to unpack your bed sheets first.”

I laughed. And looked down, embarrassed. “Oh yeah.”

It took me an hour for me to find my sheets and my pillow. I put them on my bed, and I went to sleep as soon as I hit the pillow. I was more tired than I thought. That is when I started to dream…

its pretty good keep goin :)

its pretty good keep goin :)
Thanks. I'm glad you like it so far. I have to go, so I can't write chapter 2 now, but I might work on it tonight, or maybe later tomorrow.

Phew it's not that scary, Scarry! Keep up the good work!

That's is really good, I hope you keep it up. Well done! :) :piratesk:

Thanks peeps. I won't be able to write tonight because I am still a little sick. I woke up this morning with a really bad stomach ache, and I am still a little squeamish now, my hands are a little shaky so it is pretty hard to type. I got chapter 2 half way done so far last night and I will continue it tomorrow if I feel up to it.

New Chapter! It might be a little short, I can't really tell from Microsoft Word. In this chapter Charlie will be introduced... well sorta...

Chapter 2: Dreams

A bright white light shone in my eyes. The walls were so white… everything was cloudy; it was almost like a memory. I looked around and saw tables with needles and different color liquids. Sweat covered my face, and a feeling of fear and nervousness filled my mind. I tried to move my arms, but I couldn’t because they were restrained. A woman with dark green eyes looks over me, holding an injection needle, and in the syringe was some sort of blue liquid. She poked the needle into my skin and started to inject whatever the drug was into my system. I could feel it run through my veins, and it was intensely painful. I screamed out in pain at the top of my lungs.

My eyes shot open, and I sat up in my bed. The clock read 2:30 am. I wanted desperately for the sun to come up, but it would be 4 hours and 30 minutes until it would. My head was pounding, as if I was hit in the head with a mallet. I wiped the layer of sweat off my forehead, and slipped out of bed. I walked slowly across my room towards the bathroom, but I stopped to glance out of the window. For a second, I thought I saw a shadow of a person outside near the oak tree, but I told myself that it was just my eyes playing tricks on me, and it was only the shadow of a branch from the tree. I continued to walk to the bathroom, and when I got there I flipped the light on. The light burned my eyes, so I quickly shut it off and turned on a night light that my mother had put in there just in case; we had just moved in, so we were not used to the house just yet. I opened the medicine cabinet and pulled out the bottle of aspirin that my mother had put in there for me. I quickly turned my head, to see a figure in the doorway.
“Are you ok?” My mother said from the shadows. I let out a relieving sigh.

“Just a head ache.” I replied.

“You have been having a lot lately, I’m a little worried… I heard you scream I was wondering…”

“Just a nightmare, mom.” I turned on the light, and squinted my eyes. I could see the look of concern on her face. “What?”

“You have been having a lot of those lately too.” She crossed her arms and leaned I in the doorway.

“Don’t worry about it mom.” I gulped down the aspirin capsule, and flipped off the light, and brushed passed my mother and slipped back into bed. She stood there for a few moments, and then walked out, returning to her room.

After I was I bed, I tried to sleep. Restlessness was not very common for me, usually I fell asleep quite quickly, but the problem was my dreams. It was not like I was dreaming about terrifying monsters and man eating Dinosaurs or anything. They just scared me, because most of them came true, and when I woke up, I always had this weird and unique feeling that made the little hairs on the back on my neck stand on end.

I continued to dwell on the dream, and then I went on to think about the shadow outside. I kept trying to tell myself that it was just my imagination. I tried to think about something else, like my father. No matter what I tried, I still felt like someone was out there; someone was watching me from afar. But how could someone be watching me? I saw no one looking in, and there were no trees right outside my window where someone could hide and see me. But still I felt a presence, and I felt it until I fell asleep.

My feet smacked the ground as I ran.

“Run Isabelle, run!!” a young man’s voice rang out. It was almost echoing in my head. Everything was cloudy again. My legs had a tingly feeling in them that almost made them week. My legs almost felt like they were going to fall off. My blonde hair whipped around in the wind as we ran and ran, until we got to a black SUV. He quickly got out a small clicker and unlocked the doors. He hopped into the driver seat, as I ran around to the passenger.

I spoke, but I was not in control of my words. “Where is Paryss?” I squawked clicking on the seatbelt; my hand shook as I did so.

“She was right behind us; she will be here any moment.” He put the key in the ignition and turned, but the car struggled, and would not start. “Why does this always happen in these situations? Isabelle, I need you to try to start it.”

“But I…” I started, but his sharp voice interrupted.

“Do it!” He yelled, tears ran down my cheeks, as I closed my eyes. I concentrated and concentrated, but nothing happened. More tears ran down my cheek. “Focus Isabelle!”

“I can’t Charlie…”

“You have to, you know what will happen if they get us.” All of a sudden, a blonde young woman opened the car and hopped in. “Paryss!”

“They’re right behind us, we need to go NOW!”

Charlie looked back at me, his green eyes almost digging into me. “Isabelle…” He said softly, putting his hand on my shoulder. I closed my eyes, and relaxed, and the car started. As soon as it did, Charlie put the car in drive, and put his foot down on the gas, and we zoomed forward.


“Isabelle, breakfast!” My mother yelled from the kitchen. I shot up out of bed, and looked around.

“Just a dream…” I hopped off my bed, and opened a bag with some of my clothes in it, and I got dressed. I ran down stares and greeted my mother. “Morning mom!”

“Morning sweetie!” She went over to the toaster and pulled out our breakfast.

“Ego waffles… nice mom.” She smiled and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Then she left the room, probably to go unpack some more. The syrup was across the table. I smiled lazily and said jokingly “Use the force Belle!” I reached out my hand toward the syrup bottle and it slid right over to my hand. My mouth fell right open. I looked all around the room to see if I was alone, and I was... or so I thought.

what does that mean?

what does that mean?
What does what mean? I don't know what you are asking. Can you please provide more info so I can answer your question?
If you have not noticed yet, this story is one of those that is not explained fully until you get more and more into the story (thats how I keep you hooked). If you don't know what is happening to her keep reading (I am working on chap 3 now).

Now Charlie isn't officially in this chapter, but he is in chapter 4.

Chapter 3: Charlie

I sat on the couch in our somewhat empty living room. I could hear my mom rustling through boxes, trying to get everything unpacked and put away. I didn’t know why she was trying to get it done all in one day. I guess she was just trying to make it seem like we have been living here for a while, and this was home.
I thought about what had happened in the kitchen and the syrup bottle. There has to be a plausible explanation, I thought to myself. ‘There is. You are special.’ The words just popped into my head. I stared off into space as I thought, and ran my fingers though my hair. Again I had that feeling; same feeling I had the night before, like I was not alone. I looked around the room but no one was there. ‘There’s something defiantly going on here.’ I thought.

Suddenly I heard a loud painful scream. I jumped to my feet, my heart racing a million miles an hour. I was relieved when I heard my mother’s voice “Jacob! Don’t bit your sister!”

“She started it!” he protested. The little tyke was always doing something to Maya, from pulling her pony tails, to kicking her in the back of the leg.

“I don’t care, no biting!” I sighed with relief, and sat back down on the couch. I turned my head to look out the window on the left side of the room. I saw a quick flash of a person looking in, but they ducked away before I could make out a face. I got up quickly and ran to the dining room.

“Mom I think someone is spying on me!” I gasped. She was putting a band aid on Maya’s arm because Jacob drew blood. “I saw someone looking in the living room window, and I have had this weird feeling ever since last night that someone is watching me.”

My mother laughed and said “Are you sure it is not just your imagination?”

“Positive.” I said bluntly.

“It is probably the neighbor boy, Charlie. I hear he is a little shy, and he is about your age if not a little bit older.” She gave me a devilish grin.

“Belle an Charlie sitting in a tree K-“

“Can it pipsqueak!” I yelled at Maya and of course she started to pout. I rolled my eyes and said “Just because he is a little shy does not mean he would become a stalker and spy on me like that; looking through our windows. That’s just plain creepy, and if he is like that I don’t think I want to get to know him.” My mother didn’t say anything more; she just continued to take knick knacks out of the boxes to put them in her kario cabinet. I decided to do something besides sitting around and thinking, so I got out my soccer ball, and went outside.

Before I started to play with it, I decided to look over where I saw the person looking in, but he was not there. I sighed. “Maybe it is just my imagination.” I set the ball down on the ground, and got in position to kick. Once I was in position, I ran forward and kicked it as hard as I could. The ball went flying towards some boxes my mom had left on the patio, and written on the boxes was “Fragile”. I gasped and reached out my hand, as if to stop it, but I knew I couldn’t, but in the back of my mind, subconsciously, I knew I could. The ball stopped in mid air. I gasped at what I saw. The ball was floating in the air, nothing holding it back but my will to keep it from the boxes. I put my hand down and shut my eyes as pain filled my head. The ball plopped down right in front of the boxes. “How…” I said quietly to myself. Again the words formed into my head ‘Because you’re special.’ They were not my words. I did not think them.

I don’t know for how long, but I sat on the grass with my head down and my hand on my forehead. I finally got up and went inside for some aspirin. I could not hide my pain from my mother. She saw right through me.

“What’s wrong?” She asked with deep concern.

“Head ache.” I replied.

“Again??” She seemed surprised, but I know she was not. “Well, I am going to head off to the store to get some food. I am going to take Jacob and Maya so they don’t bother you. Are you going to be ok?”

I smiled slightly and said “I’ll be fine mom, and please take them with you!” I laughed and went upstairs to my bathroom.

I went into my bedroom after I took the medicine for me head ache. I went over to one of my boxes and got out my drawing bad, and my pencil boxes. I sat on my bed, and started to draw. As I drew, I remembered what my mother said about the neighbor boy; not what she said about him being shy and all, but what his name was. “Charlie…” I said out loud.

“I can’t Charlie…”

I then remembered the dream. ‘This has to be a coincidence!’ I thought. ‘It’s not a coincidence.’ Again words that were not mine popped into my mind. I started to remember what he looked like; in my dream. He has soft black spiked hair, and dark green eyes. Those green eyes of his, from my dream, haunted me. He looked at me like he believed in me with all his heart and mind.

I blinked the image of him away from my mind and said to myself “It was just a dream, and it is just a coincidence that the boy from my dream has the same name as the boy next door.” More words entered my mind ‘No, it is not just a dream, and it is not a coincidence. Stop telling yourself that. You ARE special.’

“STOP IT!!” I yelled. “Get out of my head Charlie!” I realized what I said and laughed to myself. ‘You’re being silly again.’ I thought. ‘No one is in my mind…’ What I didn’t know is that I was wrong. There was someone trying to tell me something, something important, and his name was Charlie.

omg!this story is awesome i love it so so much!

omg!this story is awesome i love it so so much!
Thanks! :) Glad you like it.

I am in a creative mood, so I made a banner/sig for the story. The girl in the corner was painted by me (in Paint Shop Pro 9). And if you haven't noticed, the girl is Isabelle (blonde hair, blue eyes...)

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omg she is pretty yea can you see if girl from the 22th cencerty is good plz

Simple bumpage of the thread. I would like to see some predictions. It would make things more interesting. So reach inside my mind and guess what might happen next, or later in the story!! lol I'm crazy :Tongue:

well i will help you so

Isabelle is gonna listen to Charlie in the next chapter, I just know it.

EDIT: Ariel, not being mean here, just telling ya that you shouldn't advertise your story, it's kinda against the VMKForums.com rules...>_<

Sorry for not writing anything lately. I have been busy, sorta. It has been so hot here and it is so hard to write while it is 105 in your room ^-^ I am going to try to write now, now that it is cool morning (for now so I'd better hurry).

Wow! I really like the story :)

Cool Story.. Very interesting and I can't wait to see what's going to happen next

OMG I LOVE IT!!! Only everyone is storys nowadays have that color hair and eyes...sometimes I wish they could be different. LOVE IT THO

scarry i really like this story i have been trying to write 1 but i just cant seem to get it started i just dont know out to begin it. Its about princess kit of the star kingdom :)

scarry i really like this story i have been trying to write 1 but i just cant seem to get it started i just dont know out to begin it. Its about princess kit of the star kingdom :)

starting something takes your mind your heart and your self no matter how you start it .. it will always be started


and scarry girl your story rocks!! it is so cool i read it like 2 times lol

Thanks everyone, and sorry for not posting the new chapter. I am still working on it. I have so many things going on right now that I forget easily. I am working on it right now.

I love it so far... This is the kind of story I'll read three times b4 I go on to another 1. Keep it up!

i finially finished all you got done, its totally awesome, scarry n.n
i <333333 it.

Sorry for taking my sweet old time on Chapter 4. I was trying to make it perfect (it still isn't perfect lol).

In this chapter Belle actually gets to meet Charlie in person.

Chapter 4: No Title

I sat on my bed for a few minutes. Then I got anxious. I walked over to the pile of moving boxes, and looks around for a particular box. The box was not too hard to miss. It was a Gateway box, the box I had put my laptop in. I opened the box and threw out all the packaging material and bubble wrap until I got to the laptop. I picked it up carefully so I would not drop it, and carried it to my desk.
“Please tell me mom transferred our Comcast service to this house already.” I clicked on my internet browser icon, and on the screen was the familiar page “Google.” I sighed. “That’s a relief!” I thought about what I was going to search for a minute. I looked down at the keyboard and bit my lip, and then I started to type. ‘Telepathic psychic moving objects with mind special abilities’. These were the key words I needed for the search. I looked at all the different links and most of them had to do with myths or online psychic hotlines, but one caught my eye.
“Many teens from the ages of 13-18 have reported to gain special abilities such as Telepathic abilities and psychic abilities along with the ability to move objects with their mind and glimpses of the future (occurs mainly when subject is asleep or in a relaxed state).” I clicked on the link to read more. “1 out of 100 teens are said to have these powers. Some do not know of it due to a mild case, but others aren’t so lucky and have a more severe case of what is formally called Mutyminamia which is a disease that may form during puberty, a time of change for teens. Scientist that study this phenomenon theories that it is caused due to genetic mutation that might be caused by the lack of healthy foods and indulgences in unhealthy foods with many different unhealthy chemicals by, the mother of the child during pregnancy or caused by a medication the mother might have been taking at the time. Scientists still don’t know the exact cause, but some are looking for a cure. Many do not believe that it is a disease at all, but a jump in evolution or an act of God, depending on what they believe. Others believe it is an oncoming plague that needs to be cured and is readily searching for a cure, but in the process destroying precious human lives. These operations are illegal; if you ever encounter one of these organizations please report them to the FBI immediately.” I gasped in shock when I reached the last line. “They think this is a disease?” I put rubbed eyes and was about to read on but again I felt Charlie’s words. ‘Not all good things are recognized as such.’ I smiled and said “Ain’t that the truth.” I felt a tingly sensation run up my spine, I knew it was because he laughing ‘Heehee despite the circumstances I am looking forward to meeting you, even though…’ I frowned “What do you mean?” There was no reply for a while. ‘You should leave. You are too special; you can’t afford for them to get their hands on you… nobody will benefit, especially us.’ “Wait what do you mean us?” No reply. I looked at the screen and remembered those people who wanted to cure others like me. I scrolled down and saw more. It was a list.
“List of reported abilities:
Psychic abilities; the ability to sense or see the future
The ability to move objects with ones mind
Telepathic abilities; the ability to communicate with other people with ones mind and reading thoughts
Turbo; the ability to move at super sonic speeds
Shadow Stealth; The ability to make ones self invisible
The ability to move through any solid object
The ability to form electro magnetic force fields and EMP impulses
The ability to manipulate the elements, and weather
The ability to pause, slow down and/or speed up time
AND MORE.”
I just stared at the screen then I thought out loud. “What is this, X Men?”



I walked down the stairs to greet my mother who had just gotten home from the store. I stopped though, in the middle of the steps. I remembered my dream… the needles, and awkward fluid running through the tubes. They were looking for the cure, and they were going to try to use me to find it.



“You ok?” My mother asked at dinner. She knew there was something wrong with me. She always knew. I made it obviously. I was pushing my peas around on my plate, not eating them. To tell you the truth I hated peas, but my mother knew that was not all that was bothering me. “You don’t still have that head ache do you? I’m a little worried hun. You had one last night, then this afternoon.”

“I’m fine mom!” I snapped. I saw the hurt look in her eyes. I sighed and rubbed my eyes “I’m just a little tired and stressed out right now.”

“Stressed out from what?” I did not need to answer that question. She knew exactly why. Or at least she thought she did. “You’re still upset about the move aren’t you Belle…”

“A little, but I’m over it. I’m just upset that I will never see my friends again.” I slumped down in my chair.

“You’ll make new friends. I’ve met that Charlie boy, and he is a nice boy. I’m sure you’ll love him once you get to know him.” My sister snickered to herself.

“Love?” I laughed.

“You know what I mean.” My mom rolled her eyes and got up to clear the table.

‘What ya don’t love me? I’m a nice guy…” I rolled my eyes “Oh shut up.” My mom stopped what she was doing, turned around and looked stared at me. Maya and Jacob did the same. “What…?”

“You just said ‘oh shut up.’” She put her hands on her hips.

“No I didn’t…”

“Yes you did.”

‘You really gotta work on keeping your thoughts in your noggin young lady.’ Charlie joked.
‘Yeah well you really gotta work on shutting up young man.’ I replied. ‘Not to mention you need to learn that spying on people in really rude.’

‘I’m jot spying on you Belle…”

‘Oh really then who was it that was looking in the window this morning, Santa Clause?’

‘Maybe it was the Easter Bunny…’

‘Be serious please.’

‘I am.’

‘No you’re not.’

‘I mean I am serious about not spying on you, I wasn’t serious about the Easter Bunny.’

‘Ok genius, who is it?’ No reply ‘I asked you a question Charlie stop ignoring me!’

‘Let’s not talk about this please. Mind if I come over? I bet you’re just dying to see my gorgeous face.’

‘I’ve seen what you look like already.’

‘Oh really? When?’

‘In a dream I had last night.’

‘Oh yeah that…’

‘So why do you want to come over?’

‘Can’t a friend give a friend a house warming gift? Plus I need to speak to you in person about something important.’

‘Alright, but you’d better call first.’

‘Why?’

‘My mom does not know I’m telepathic? What other reason is there?’ A moment later the phone rang. My mom picked it up. “Oh hi Charlie! Of course you can come over! I was just about to make some dessert. Ok, alright, bye!” She put down the phone and gave me a huge grin. “Charlie is coming over to say hi.” Maya gave me a look that said ‘Ooooo Charlie. You’re boyfriend!’

“I know what you’re thinking pipsqueak, don’t say it.” She stuck her tongue out at me and got up to go watch TV.
About 10 minutes later, I heard a knock on the door. “I’ll get it!” I yelled and I raced to the door and opened it. In the doorway stood an incredibly charming tall young man with beautiful green eyes and spiked black hair. He had strong arms and his skin was a creamy light tan. He was 18 years old at the most. He was not kidding when he said he had a ‘gorgeous face’.
“Hello, you must be Isabelle, I’m Charlie.” His irresistible British accent tickled my ears. He held out his hand, and I complied by putting my hand out and shaking his hand. “So… you gonna let me in or do I have to stand here all night?”

i like this story alot i can't wait to read what happens next :)

i like this story alot i can't wait to read what happens next :)
Thanks. I am glad you are enjoying the story. I am starting chatper 5 tonight ^-^ So I will post it soon.
Any comments on chapter 4?

OMG i just love this story!!You really are a good writer! Chapter 4 made me smile all the way through! lol
I have started this story in my head. But haven't got to typing it or writing it down....
Well I will be checking to read on!
~Hockey

OMG i just love this story!!You really are a good writer! Chapter 4 made me smile all the way through! lol
I have started this story in my head. But haven't got to typing it or writing it down....
Well I will be checking to read on!
~Hockey
Aww thank you :hug: I'm glad chapter 4 made you smile.

Are you writing any more, because the story is awesome!
Keep writing, it really is, keep up the great work!

Are you writing any more, because the story is awesome!
Keep writing, it really is, keep up the great work!
I don't know if I am because I was talking to one of my best friends on IM and I gave her a link to the story. She said she loves it (she was telling me that in all caps - she was also saying I am a a great writer - ect) Well she also said I shouldn't post it because someone might steal it (lol she thought it was the bomb) and she said I should have it published (omg? She must have really liked it!!) So when she told me that, I got excited, so I am thinking about actually doing that. I have a book that has instructions on how to get a book published. So yeah I am actually thinking about doing that... maybe.

I don't know if I am because I was talking to one of my best friends on IM and I gave her a link to the story. She said she loves it (she was telling me that in all caps - she was also saying I am a a great writer - ect) Well she also said I shouldn't post it because someone might steal it (lol she thought it was the bomb) and she said I should have it published (omg? She must have really liked it!!) So when she told me that, I got excited, so I am thinking about actually doing that. I have a book that has instructions on how to get a book published. So yeah I am actually thinking about doing that... maybe.
Awesome! This is a really good book and getting it published sounds like a really good idea. I love it so far, keep it up :)

GOSH! BEST STORY EVER!! Thank you for writting it!

I don't know if I am because I was talking to one of my best friends on IM and I gave her a link to the story. She said she loves it (she was telling me that in all caps - she was also saying I am a a great writer - ect) Well she also said I shouldn't post it because someone might steal it (lol she thought it was the bomb) and she said I should have it published (omg? She must have really liked it!!) So when she told me that, I got excited, so I am thinking about actually doing that. I have a book that has instructions on how to get a book published. So yeah I am actually thinking about doing that... maybe.
You really should get it published! Just I'm kinda sad I can't read the rest of the story :(. But if it does get published I'm soo buying it!! lol
~Hockey

You really should get it published! Just I'm kinda sad I can't read the rest of the story :(. But if it does get published I'm soo buying it!! lol
~Hockey

Yeah i agree, tho i would totally buy it if it gets published!

Thanks guys!

I am actually considering this! My brother has a book that tells how to get a book published, and I'm gonna start reading it! I also emailed my favorite author and I asked for some tips on publishing (of course I also HAD to tell him how much I LOVE his books!!).
If I get it published, I am going to dedicate it to "My friends at vmk forums who gave me encouragement." :D

Yay!! That would be the first time I've been dedicated.... lol
~Hockey

that would be totally awesome if you got it published, scarry n.n
but you have to finish it first, and get an agent, ;)

that would be totally awesome if you got it published, scarry n.n
but you have to finish it first, and get an agent, ;)
Yeah well that's pretty obvious. That is what I told my friend when she told me I shoupld get it published. I was like "That's a great idea... but first things first I need to finish it :p" It will probably take a while to get it published because I only have 5 chapters done out of might be like 30 chapters. Then I have to go through revising, editing, and more (so it will be as close to perfect as it could be lol!).

Wow Scarry, awesome story. I'm so totally into it o_o
I'm not really a person that reads books or something.. but you make me want to read books LOL. Which is a good thing, I think.

I hope it gets published! I would buy it, well.. I don't think it'll be sold where I live, lol.
Best of luck!

Wow Scarry, awesome story. I'm so totally into it o_o
I'm not really a person that reads books or something.. but you make me want to read books LOL. Which is a good thing, I think.

I hope it gets published! I would buy it, well.. I don't think it'll be sold where I live, lol.
Best of luck!
Thanks!
I'm sure if it got published, you'd be able to buy it online somewhere. There are several nationwide/worldwide bookstore chains that have websites where you can buy books online. And there is Amazon and Ebay.

OOOH! took me about an hour to get through it all.... im not usually a slow reader, but i took alot of time reading this. Publishing it would be a great idea, but it made tears almost trickle down my cheeks to find out that you wont be posting more :(
Arg... im about to go to bed now (its late) and im gonna dream of this book LOL
OK well... All in All i love it :)

OOOH! took me about an hour to get through it all.... im not usually a slow reader, but i took alot of time reading this. Publishing it would be a great idea, but it made tears almost trickle down my cheeks to find out that you wont be posting more :(
Arg... im about to go to bed now (its late) and im gonna dream of this book LOL
OK well... All in All i love it :)
Aww thank you! I'm working on it right now, it may take a while to finish it but I hope to get it done and publish it as soon as I can, but overall it may take like a year or 2... I know!

that sotry is amazing no joke might even get published some day ;)

Awww, darn. I hope the book makes it, and if it does, I'm definitely getting it!

great story. keep up the good work

Aww, no more? Well, I'll be waiting for it in the bookstores across the country!

wow please write more please

She said, that she is planning on publishing it! :D and she won't be posting anymore.

Please Write More!! I like the story!! I think I will write a story...


Sincerely,
Teal

WOW... (SHOCKED)
I can't even write that good of a story! Great job I love it and keep writing please it's to good to stop.

i think the book if awesome you are so creativeand i hope you get the book published because if and when it comes out i will totally read it