I wake up to an unusual feeling: Caspian’s arms are not around me. I shiver; he keeps the Ihana at an ungodly chilly temperature, though I don’t usually realize it because he keeps me warm. My shoulders feel bare, unnatural. When I open my eyes, I see him sitting up in bed, cross-legged, staring at me. His head is cocked to the side, a strange expression on his face, like he’s never seen me before. His orange eyes examine me in a way I’ve not seen since I first met him. And then it hits me: It came. The day he forgot me has come. And on Christmas Eve, too, a day when we’re supposed to celebrate and have fun and kiss the ones we love. Except what if the person you love doesn’t know who you are? “Caspian,” I whisper. “Are you okay?” Lines of worry appear all over his face. “I should know you,” he whispers back. “I should know who you are. I…My arm was around you when I woke up. I remember you smiling, …show more content…
She wraps her arms around me and lets me cry into her shoulder. She strokes my hair like my mother would when I was little and scared of a thunderstorm. Violet doesn’t say anything; she doesn’t need to. When I think I’ve let everything out, I pull back and give her a weak smile. She pushes a strand of snotty hair behind my ear. “Let’s go Christmas shopping today,” she says. “Take your mind off what’s going on. Leave Caspian here to find memories of you.” I give her a dubious look, but she tells me to trust her. So I do. She rounds up everyone, keeping a chipper attitude despite the solemnity of the situation. She flies the Ihana, something I’m still not used to seeing, to a planet called Noëlla. “How are we supposed to even buy stuff?” Keeley asks. “I have, like, no alien money. I barely even have money from Earth.” Violet smiles and raises an eyebrow. “Secrets. You place your hand on a payment orb and tell a secret. The orb determines the psychological value of the secret. The better, more repressed secret, the
As you walk down the ally it rains, it is night you should not be out here everyone knows that except you. You are just visiting from acrost the bay. Tonight while walking back to your car, you relise that your car was stolen. All that's left is your keys in your right pocket next to your phone and a peice of gum. Then just as you think that it just can't get worse, a mugger comes up from behind you. He puts his gun to your stomach and says " We both want something the other person can provide, I want money and you don't want to get filled with led, so..." after that all you hear is a scream. You look up and all you see is somthing unhuman this creature had long pointed ears, it had wings that were 6 ft across, and you can already see the
name is Phoebe Caulfield, and I live in New York City with my parents, Mr. And Mrs. Caulfield. I am 10 years old, and have two brothers, Holden and D.B. My brother, Allie, died of leukemia three years ago. Holden was expelled from Pencey Prep school, which isn't a surprise at all because Holden hates school, and is always getting expelled, which makes my parents extremely angry every single time. Meanwhile, D.B is in Hollywood writing short stories for Hollywood movies.
How long have I been here? How long since I gave up my pride to grovel at the feet of ---?
At a young age I became acquainted with life's greatest pain. Loss. My parents, the Heroes of Alrudia, went off on a mission. It wasn't that difficult a task for Luiknights of their grade and they had two additional teams to go with them. But, they never came back. I remember that day. I opened the door and came face to face with a grief stricken man. The fact that I recognized the man was a bad sign. I knew immediately that something was wrong. It was the hardest I've cried in my entire life. I thought the grief would last only a short time but it stuck with me. It devastated Jas. Then and there I knew I had to be strong. I had to be strong for her. I thought that if I hid my agony, buried it deep within myself, that I could move on. Oh how wrong I
“I don’t remember much, I remember my mom carrying me.” He stares into my eyes, then squeezes his eyes shut. “I remember very long walks and I remember us in a river.” He then
I lay on my back and I see the gleam of the sword. My master, Augustus, is about to kill me, for a crime I didn't commit. I have been a slave for over 26 years. I will not die this way.. I am Tatiana Paetili and this is how I escaped my death to be a free woman.
Hi my name Lorenzo and I just found out my dad is Hermes and I thought it was pretty cool till a 3 months ago I was attacked by my dog that really wasn’t my dog but a monster a Hydra at that. I know that I was a demigod when my mom took me to a new shoe store and it was called The winged shoes of tomorrow.
I woke up this morning worried, anxious even. My head twisting and turning with thoughts. I have this weird feeling in my throat and it's getting harder and harder to breathe.
Sweat started to pour down his face and neck, and he began to shake as he wondered when death would wrap its boney arms around him. “Morgana you are one of my closest friends, but I swear if you try to scare me like that again I will have you executed” Benjamin said. “Don't make me laugh Benjamin all I have to do is show you those puppy dog eyes and stick out my lip for you to forgive me,” Morgana said “Om that may be true I am sure that these constant frights will cause me to have a heart attack long before I get the chance to have you executed.” Morgana stoke her hand out the window the sun reflecting off her hair that was darker than a crow's feather, and she grabbed onto the door when she noticed that the royal carriage has started moving.
"I'll be honest, the whole idea intrigues me. Its odd to be true, but I've seen and heard worse," probably, he added silently. "To know me is the real question though, how well do you think you have to know me? A day, a week, a lifetime? You can stand next to a person every day on the bus, chat about the game last night, or the latest tv show and now know them. Married couples who lie next to each night, lying in each others arms, don't always know the whispers of each others hearts. It's up to you Molly, how well do you think you need to know me before," he paused, the rest of it
Okay, so I have something to confess: before this year, I didn’t know what cauliflower tasted like. In fact, cauliflower kind of freaked me out. I don’t know if it was because it kind of reminded me of a brain or just because I was still holding on to a childhood fear of vegetables that sounded like something only boring adults ate, but cauliflower just didn’t seem like something I could get down with. And then one day, something magical happened: I actually tried it.
"Don't touch me, Wulfric?" she said and pushed my hands away from her soft skin.
She uses her free hand to move some of her loose hair behind her ear. "I have been so preoccupied with how everyone is settling into
I have not experienced such a fair, yet foul day before in my life. Through the many battles I led and partook in, I have never seen beings of such grotesque and hideous appearance. With their stooped postures, twisted faces, their devilish grins and those eyes with a sense of deception among them. And they were so withered and wild in their clothing and they hailed me with titles that sounded so unbelievable yet promising. And despite that, their wildest proclamations were to be true? The Thane of Cawdor is what they promised and that is what I am. And they promised me king, so is that what I will come to be?
She whispers into your ear “I love you...please don’t hurt yourself...I know this isn’t you...but please don’t...” she says clearly fighting off tears of her own