Short Story 4

Nikki squealed in delight as her mother handed her this month’s edition of Gouve Magazine. She quickly opened the cover, flipped to the table of contents and scanned the articles. “10 Great Tips to Ditch the Foods That Make You Somnolent”. “Hm,” she thought to herself, “I have been feeling drowsy in the morning; could be helpful to read this.” She scanned the page further to read “A Girl’s Domain: Fashion Tips for the Holiday Season” “You got that right,” she thought. “Girls rule the fashion world.” A brightly colored box caught her eye. It read “Feeling the deluge of homework and tests before Christmas Break? Here Are Tips To Maximize Your Time And Get More Sleep!” “Huh!” Nikki thought, “I could really use that one! I am feeling very divested of my time and sleep because of homework.” Nikki flipped to the page the article was on. The head line read “Feeling dormant after those continuous nights of next to no sleep? So run down that words even rearrange themselves in front of your eyes? Or when mom comes into wake you up in the morning, are you are still sitting at your computer typing while sleeping? Here are great tips to utilize your time to increase sleep before the holiday break!” Nikki began reading the article. “Most doctors say that lack of sleep can lead to numerous episodes of somnambulating. Although it can be funny watching someone sleepwalk because of the travesty of the action they are preforming, it is not good to do so, because you can easily hurt yourself by walking into walls and falling down stairs. What you are vested in at night can also help you sleep better; don’t wear tight clothing because your body expands at night and cloths that are too tight can be harmful. Another dominion you have at night is what you do right before bed; you have control over if you watch TV or not, but usually it is better not to eat or drink, watch or look at something with bright lights, or listen to music that is too loud or upbeat. Bottom line is that the best place to get the most restful sleep is in your domicile, in bed.” “Wow,” Nikki said, “I didn’t know about the not eating or drinking, or the tight cloths. This should help.” She finished reading her article and move on to read Gouve cover to cover.

Stort Story 3

Nikki was a true bibliophile, so as soon as she was given the chance she signed up for the book club. The club leader wanted her to pick the next book for them to read. So Nikki was sitting at the library looking at the different books on the list try to decide which to pick. The first book was called “Through Thick and Thin.” It was a book about your usual friends who had strong amity and they solve a mystery. She immediately put that in the ‘no’ pile, she didn’t was to pick a book that was so cliché like that. The next book was about a man was so enamored with his reflection and himself that all of his friends left him. Nikki sighed; so many books were based around the same topics. The third book she picked up was about the story of twin brothers who never got along because one was a philanthropist and the other was just an all-around odious fellow. Nikki put that one in the ‘maybe’ pile and continued looking. The next book was a historical fiction book about children from around the world banding together over the internet to try to pacify the wars going on; Nikki though that was really cool and put it into the ‘maybe’ pile. The next was a short story was about a woman with acrophobia going on her first plane trip. Nikki sighed; definitely not that one. The next book was a sad story about a young girl who has to have her dog put down from hydrophobia after he saved her from the fisher cat. The seventh book was about a girl who has to help an inimical and grouchy old man buy his groceries and other errands to get community service and he ends up liking her very much. Nikki tossed that one in the ‘no’ pile. Nikki wanted to pick the right book, nothing sad or sappy and nothing that was cliché. She hesitantly picked up the last book and flipped it over to read the back cover. The book was about a young man who was raised by xenophobists and has to be deported to a new country because of trouble his father had gotten into. He and his sister are separated and he doesn’t know any one. Nikki was definitely interested in this one. She grabbed the one about the kids ending a war and that one and went up to check out.

next little story

Nikki opened up the morning newspaper and skimmed through the articles. There were a bunch of articles about prominent figures in her community. The first story was about Mr. Derpy, the rich CEO of the local software firm. The story was about the matrix he grew up in. She read down a little further and read that he started his rise to wealth when he inherited an unexpected patrimony from his grandfather.
Nikki flipped the page and saw a story about two rich half- brothers, Mr. Ditzy and Mr. Doo. They had such a fraternal bond that they went into business together. Mr. Ditzy married twice and was a bigamist. His brother on the other hand was a monogamist his entire life.
Again she flipped the page and read about Mr. Hoity and Mr. Toity. All throughout Mr. Toity’s life Mr. Hoity had been an avuncular figure to him. Even after the death of Mr. Hoity’s business partner, Mr. Toity’s father, Mr. Hoity continued to care for him like an uncle, and eventually when he was old enough named him his new business partner.
Next Nikki read about the wealthy Flimflams. They were a wealthy family controlling all the local real estate firms. The article was about their latest patronage of a new art gallery for up-and-coming artist. They were always in the newspapers because of some big familial issue and drama that came with being a large, well-to-do family.
Below that article was an ad for the University of Pokey Oaks. They wanted you to matriculate now! Nikki sighed and flipped the page only to find a silly ad. It was advertising a website that could tell you if your name is a patronymic, because everyone should know the origin of their name. With a snort Nikki closed the paper, finished her coffee, and grabbed her bag for school.

Christmas Suprise!

I know I haven’t been talking in a while. I am sorry. But enough of that.

The reason I am writing is Christmas. It is the most magical time of year, for me at least. And this year it was even more special. Yesterday morning my brother and I both opened envelopes from our parents. Now, my brother and I are both getting older and will probably be moving out soon. So my parents have been looking at taking one last family vacation before we become too older for that sort of thing. So to my complete surprise, the envelope was a Hogwarts Express ticket my Dad had made into a plane ticket detailing our trip to universal studios! I was utterly shocked and happy to find out about the trip.

Christmas has always held wonder and awe for me. I love looking at the lights. The excitement in the young children’s eyes. The merriment in most people’s hearts. The whole world seems to be teeming with joy. It’s infectious! 🙂

Well for your enjoyment I will post more stories. Have a wonder-filled rest of 2013!

Short Story

For my writing class we are given a list of words to use in a creative story. I have written 12 of these stories so far. So since I am busy and I feel like sharing these stories I am going to post one per day until I run out. They vary in length and subject. I want to here what you guys think of my writing. Its a career option I have thought about following. so here is the first one I wrote over a year ago:

 

Nikki looked over her schedule again.  It was going to be quite a semester.  Her first class was a criminal science class. In it they were going to be reviewing a local homicide that happened a few years ago.  They would get to review all of the case files, including the autopsy reports.  That was going to be fun to do right after eating breakfast.

After that was her history class.  She was looking forward to it because they were going to be studying the late 1800s and early 1900s.  They would be looking at women’s fights to get more humane working conditions and then the rise of feminism and the women’s suffrage movement. Nikki was a firm believer in equality and loved studying what her ancestors did to help her have that freedom.

After her lunch break Nikki had a literature class.  This was probably going to be her toughest class.  She was going to be studying Charles Dickens A Christmas Carol, the classic story of the misanthrope Scrooge and his Christmas transformation.  She would also have to read Caves, Cannons and Crinolines, taking a look at what it was like to like during the time of the South’s fight for autonomy. The last book they were going to study was America’s Joan of Arc: the life of Anna Elizabeth Dickson, learning about the American feminist movement.  This one she was looking forward to because it would tie in great with her history class.

Her last class of the day was her humanities class.  This semester it would be art history.  Nikki wasn’t all that thrilled with art history, but took the class because the Mr. Art was teaching the class.  Not only was he virile, but he didn’t run the class like an autocrat.  Nikki liked taking classes where she got to have some say in what they would be learning.

All in all, it looked to Nikki like it was going to be a good semester.

Synesthesia

sorry about the long period of silence. I will try to post more often even if it is just a quick video. I apologize for any technical issues.