You can't get lost if you don't know where your going
The cold autumn air coiled around me like tin foil causing goosebumps to run up and down my soft, porcelain-colored skin. My dark brown ringlet-curls bounced as I walked.
So I'm gonna write a story that is set in about 1895-1905... somewhere around that time period. So…… yeah. Hope y'all like it!.
I walked though the door to my house. "Hello!" my mom greeted. I didn't answer. I dropped my backpack and kicked off my shoes. I walked into the kitchen and tiredly flung open the fridge.
So I really like @AngelDainy 's story so I'm thinking of doing a vampire story. Yeah, it's a little cliche and I'm really being a copy-cat, but should I?. Comment your answer(:.
A bright light went into Alyssa, Maya, Kai, and Masons eyes. I quickly took it out. "Sorry!" I apologized to them.
I fluttered my eyes open. Expecting to see a large pastel-colored bedroom in a mansion with a view of the Eiffel Tower and scents of fresh cinnamon rolls the chef had made rolling through the mansion.
The next day, there was a thin sheet of fresh white snow on the forest floor. There was gray clouds covering sunlight. The air was fresh and pure. I flipped up the head on my cloak. "Hello.
The mist on the floor completed the creepy scene. The cold air. The dead trees. My dark brown hair that was dark, but not almost black.
-Stella- The noise. To most people, it would sound like sweet music, but I couldn't stand it. The lyrics, the melody, the tempo, the everything. Then he threw a rock at my window.
-Stella- I paced back and forth in my room. I knew he was coming. I just knew it. I heard footsteps in the backyard. He was here. The only thing I could think of doing was pretending to be asleep.
When I woke up, I felt hung-over. Of coarse, I'm only eleven, but that's what I imagine it feels like. I think I was the last one to wake up because Maya, Alyssa, Kai, and Mason were already up.
The soft autumn breeze coiled around me. The brightly colored leaves seemed to dance around us. It was silent but beautiful on this wonderful October day. "Camille?" Mason stuttered.
I opened my eyes. Everything was blurry. I could tell I was still in the forest because I could almost taste musky pine trees on my tongue.
I felt wood on my bare hands. My legs swung up onto a branch. I finally sat up. I felt as if the warm sun wrapped around me like a blanket. All I could think about was right now.