I am Ellenor, I am 12 years old. My hobbies are listening to music, choreographing dances and writing parodies to my favourite songs. My fave genre of book is fantasy. I enjoy the Hunger Games (I have read it twice it a row), The Lord of the rings, The Hobbit and Harry Potter. I am so sorry I can't be a better writer and poet but I try my best. I just do it anyway because it is the perfect cure for boredom.
So cold out there,. No flashing light,. Everyone's in their lair,. Waiting through the night. We'll all sleep alone tonight,. Abandoning all the life,. Then deserting it in the twilight,.
One day, you will find me,. But right now I am alone,. You'll bend down on one knee,. And sweep me off my feet. One day, love will never be lost,. But right now I am alone,.
So long my dear,. Farewell my lullaby,. I've shed my last tear,. Now it's time to say goodbye. I am standing in the rain,. Gazing into his eyes,. Without him, I am no longer sane,.
Brushing past him again,. Memories rushing through my brain,. Happiness leaves me alone,. Leaving me depressed right to the bone. That's how love goes,. Just take in whatever it throws,.
Chapter 16 She had her father's sea green eyes and my hazel hair, apart from my hair, Yasmin looked like Fortis so much it brought tears to my eyes. Yasmin was in my arms.
Chapter 15 I've has a tough time recently. I've been wetting the bed frequently.
Chapter 14 Ever since Fortis went into a coma I've been as lonely as a lost toy. I've had no visitors, not even Opacare has come in. Yasmin is due in a matter of weeks and I'm not prepared.
Chapter 13 The guns were pointed at me again only to be shot at with my middle finger and in fear of being shot at, I whip out the taser.
"Good morning sweetheart" Fortis chirped as he entered the room, "I want to go home" I moan in reply, "We all do" he says trying his best to keep his temper, "Date?" I ask him, "4th August" he...
Chapter 10 All eyes were fixed on me apart from Fortis' eyes. He had them scrunched up waiting for the bullet to hit his chest. "Keep him alive.
Chapter 9 I suddenly woke waves of heat rushing up my body. I might pass out. Cap was snoring and Fortis was, well I don't know.
Chapter 8 "Here" I say and drop the leaves on Cap's lap, "No need to pick the whole forest" she says and chucks them in the pot.
Chapter 7 "What is this?" I ask him about where he got this lovely sandwich.
Written for @qwertysss my school friend and fellow Opuss writer who has used all of these beautiful words but denies she can write a good story.
Chapter 6 Fortis must have got bored of my plodding that was slower than a snail, so he did what I hated most. Picking me up. He carried me to the bottom of the fence but didn't put me down.
Chapter 5 "I'll carry him down for you" Vivos said but Fortis shook his head so I tipped back the chair and wheeled him down like that.
Chapter 4 I stood in complete silence apart from Fortis who was sat in complete silence.
Chapter 3 Sleeping would be easy if you were in a warm bed like those ones they sell in Cinereo that are much fancier than mine.
Chapter 2 "No, let me come with her, no" Fortis shouts, picks up a stick and attacks Resonare but Umbra turns around quickly and attacks him with a temperamental paralyser thing and he collapses to...
Chapter 1 We still keep in touch with Cap, ever since our return, every Saturday.
Chapter 17 Suddenly even though I was willing to fight her off I let out this girlish scream that woke Fortis.
Chapter 16 We followed Lubrica's directions that were stored in our minds as we turned through the everlasting corridors.
Chapter 15 My eyes widen in shock as a giant bruise started to form on Vivos' forehead, "Geeez, Fortis, you are like a little kid, too protective of his toys" Vivos said rubbing his head.
Chapter 14 The Prime Minister's house was empty and we were searching the bushes, bricks and grass for trap doors or secret entrances, "This is like a hotel compared to what I live in back in...
Chapter 13 The tunnel was pitch black apart from the tiny rays of light at the other end. There was this noise coming from above us, music, feet, talking and a faint buzzing noise.
Chapter 12 Fortis's hair turned from dirt to soft after I washed it and I felt proud of it.
Chapter 11 I screech with pain, blood pouring from the wound. I manage to see Fortis walk off into the forest, before...
Chapter 10 "Your not mad not even the slightest bit" he said in my ear and rapped his arms around me, but I just turned to face him and cried on his shoulder.
Chapter 9 Pain skewered me from my head to my toes. I wished I had died.
Chapter 8 I stood there silent and shocked for a few minutes, when out of nowhere Fortis crashed to the ground.
Chapter 7 "No, Vivos, The Caeruleus must have taken him" she says rather distraught.
Chapter 6 As I slowly drifted out of subconsciousness there was the most wonderful smell, egg, warm milk and rabbit, it must have been all a dream.
Being inspired is a beauty,. But being poets it's our duty,. To know the right,. Wrap it tight,. In a string of words,. So it sounds like the birds,. To make it rhyme,. In sense, in time,.
Chapter 5 I was so shocked I nearly fainted actually I think I did, fall back and bang my head on a tree root.
Chapter 4 "The Caeruleus?" I question him. "Yes, they are the dark soldiers of The Cinereo. Cinereo is the city in the south isn't." he explains.
Chapter 3 This was a shock to me and I slowly back away "Your d-d-dangerous" I stutter. "No, I am as harmless as a fly and I know you are too" he explains, oh great he knows or does he, I don't know.
Chapter 2 As I plodded down the front of my garden, I notice I had a second shadow.
Chapter 1 Light filled the dark bedroom just like any other morning.
Mary smiled at Anna and Peter then turned swiftly to her room her face red with embarrassment and closed the door.
"Lets go back to Downton and forget about this" Mathew said quieting as they picked up the suitcases one in each hand and made there way up the path towards home.
Moments later it started to tipping it down and Mathew hadn't even started walking towards the Grantham Arms.
"My Clothes" Mathew cried.
Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you riding through the ruts, don't complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. Don't bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality .
Mathew swiftly followed her, she was running at a high speed towards a room the room had a sign on the door that said Elizabeth. As Mary Barged through the door he heard a faint wailing.
Mary was sat down by the fire on the winter of 1921.