Saturday, November 28, 2015

Twinklebelle's Early! - Short Story

Do you know what "Elf on The Shelf" is? If not... here's a link to the website: The basic story behind these little "Scout Elves" is that Santa sends one to your house to keep an eye on you the month leading up to Christmas. The elf reports back to Santa every night and informs him if you've been naughty or nice. Usually, the elves arrive on December 1st, but my friend's elf, "Twinklebelle" came early this year! She came on Thanksgiving. I've decided to write a short story on why she came early. I know it's kind of a childish subject, but I just think I'm going to have a ton of fun writing this... Enjoy!
     Twinklebelle was dangling her feet over the edge of her bunk-bed in her dorm. Twinklebelle shared the dorm with all the other elves that went to children in the same town as her. Most elves hadn't finished this year's Scout training yet, so only 5 other elves were here, Handbone, Jimbo, Garvin, Marvin, and Buster. These elves happened to travel to Twinklebell's family's cousins.
     "What day did you get chosen to leave on?" Twinklebelle asked with a tone of boredom. She'd finished her training over a week ago, and she was growing very tired of having nothing to do all day long.
     "Tomorrow!" The elves replied happily. Twinklebelle squeaked, "Oh!". It was very lucky to get chosen to leave tomorrow, it was the first possible return day, Thanksgiving! "You're so lucky!" She replied enviously.
     "We know," Buster replied, "I'm really excited."
       Twinklebelle sighed. Now she was sad. Her kids, Emma, Luke, and Kate, wouldn't see her for another week! Then she got an idea, why shouldn't they? Twinklebelle had already finished her training! Right away she decided to go ask Santa if she could leave early.
     She jumped off the bed, startling her 5 cousins who were chatting about how much fun they were going to have this December. "I'm going to see Santa!" She shouted. And with that, she rushed out of the dorm, leaving the other elves staring at the flapping door behind her.
      Twinklebelle rushed down the elf sized hallways and turned into Santa's hall. Out of breath from her burst of excitement, she skid to a halt, panting, and knocked on the big wooden door.
     "Come in!" A deep, cheerful voice rang out. Twinklebelle pushed open the tiny elf entryway that was formed like a doggie-door into Santa's door. She stepped quietly into his office, now shaking. What if he says no?
     "Who's there?" Santa asked, peering over his desk.
      "M-Me." Twinklebelle replied, "T-Twinklebelle."
      "Ah! Hello, Twinklebelle!" Santa said jollily, "What can I do for you?
       Twinklebelle took a deep breath, and then a jumble of words poured out of her mouth, "CanImaybeifit'sokleaveearly-I'vefinishedmytrainingandI-" Santa held up a hand to silence the blabbering Twinklebelle. "Excuse me?" He said, squinting his eyes. Twinklebelle bit her lip in embarrassment, and then started again, "I was just wondering if... I could leave tomorrow instead of my original departure date, Decembe 1st." Santa eyed her skeptically, "Have you finished your training?" Twinklebell smiled, "Yes!"
     "Well then..." Santa started, "I don't see why not." Twinklebelle's eyelashes fluttered with excitement, "Yippee!" She squeaked. Santa chuckled, "Have fun."
       The next day, Twinklebelle was soaring over her family's town with her cousins. They had decided to land at the kid's Granny's house, so that they could meet the kids there. They left a note inside the house, sneaking around so they wouldn't be seen. "Let's hide over there!" Twinklebelle whispered, pointing at the well. The elves whooshed through the air and planted themselves in the well, giggling and saying, "Shh!" They were so happy when the kids ran outside to find them in the well.

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Riding In Style Writing Contest: 1

Hey guys!
This is my entry for day 1 of Bella's writing contest!

     I stepped lightly on the crunching leaves. This was a new forest we hadn't explored. I saw the other four members of my Establishment behind me, braced for anything to happen. 
    I heard a loud noise from somewhere ahead. I quickly pulled an arrow out of the quiver clipped to the waist of my jeans, and raised it to my bow. I saw something move on the other side of some bushes. I jerked my head to the left to signal to the rest of the group.
    I heard a low whisper. "Something is definitely there." I thought. I bravely stepped forward. I pulled my arrow back. Then, I heard the high pitched squeal of a baby. A jolt of surprise ran through me. The cry was followed by a sharp, "Shh!". I was very confused. Whatever was behind the bush wasn't moving now. 
    Joe, a tall, strong man from my Establishment approached the bushes. He walked around them, looking reading for anything. I followed, holding my bow tight, though I hoped dearly that I would not need it. How reached out a hand to rhe ground. He pulled up a young woman with blue eyes and tangled and curly blonde hair. She looked extremely shaken, tears were streaming done her pale face. In her arms she had a tiny newborn baby, a crying one. Joe didn't look bothered. 
     "Are you alone?" He asked skeptically, eyeing her as an enemy. "Ye-Yes" She squeaked, gripping her child tighter. Joe looked the woman up and down, inspecting her.
    "What's your name?" I asked, hoping to intimidate the lady less. "I...Iris." She stuttered, "And this here is Eleanor. Eleanor Rose. Ella for short." I nodded as Iris looked lovingly at Ella. The baby was wrapped in a tattered pink blanket. That's exacting what the mother and daughter were, tattered. "Can they come back to camp with us?" I sheepishly asked Joe, tugging on the end of my dark side braid. 
     Joe looked reluctant, but he nodded, "I guess." 
     "Come on," I gestured to Iris and Ella, "Follow me." I walked closer up to Iris, and smiled at her. She replied with a weak smile of her own, she'd obviously been through a lot. Iris looked a little older than me, maybe in her mid-twenties.
     It saddened me, how worn Iris appeared. She looked exhausted. She had bags under her eyes and was moving slowly, yet she kept her lips pursed tightly into a smile. This is what the government had done to us. Well, the lack of government. The government had crashed long before I was born, way back in 2029. It was 2055 now, and I was born in 2034. Since then things had gone down hill, people started to form groups, colonies, "Establishments", but that just made things worse. With no head govern, we all had different regulations, different laws, different opinions that kept us in a world of chaos. Things couldn't get much worse than this. That is what I was thinking as we brought Iris and Ella to our camp. But in the months to come, I was to be proved wrong. 

I wrote this like a prologue to a dystopian novel, oh and little something random, this is about 10 paragraphs long, and the whole time, you do not learn the main character's name! Did you notice that? It's not my BEST writing piece, but I think I did ok. I hope you liked it Bella!