My Storys Prolouge

The other night i got an idea for a story and as i had nothing else to do i started writing it in a spare book i had. I thought i may as well use part of it as a blog entry so here is the prolouge, remember it is only a draft.


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My Best Friend

My best friend is very active and full of energy, like one time we were sitting down watching tv and he just got up and ran around the room five times. He is also realy funny and is always making jokes. I can trust him with all my secrets and he can trust me. If he brakes something of mine he will pay for it to be fixed or replaced.

My Mum

I find it hard to describe my mum because she never has one fixed personality it always changes depending on her mood. She has good moods and bad moods and moods when shes tired and grumpy and always says no and moods when shes happy and smiley and likes to say yes, but they are very rare.

Midnighters 2 Touching Darkness

The other night i finished reading the second Midnighters book "Midnighters 2 Touching Darkness" and it was

really good.

The main story of this book is a group of normal people that know about the secret hour and stalk the main character Jessica Day and communicate with the darklings using a mutant half midnighter half darkling being, then the darklings try to take Jessicas friend Rex to turn into another mutant thing because the other one is dying.

My oppinion of this book is that its so good i cant wait till i get the next one but in a way i dont want to read the next one because after i read it it will be all over.

Biker In Mid Air Story

I can remember every detail of the moment, the colour of the sky, the shape of the clouds, the clothes the crowd were wearing, but the thing i remember most was those three seconds in the air. It was only three seconds but it felt like forever. In those three seconds my life flashed before my eyes, i remembered all my good memorys and all my bad memories, all my joys and regrets. Then there it was, waiting for me, the cold hard concrete. Smack. I crashed into the ground, all the thoughts i was thinking and emotions i was feeling were gone in an instant replaced by one thing, absolute pain. Then i was drifting in and out of consciousness wishing the welcoming blackness of sleep would just swallow me up, i started to hear a siren in the background then it was all over.