Jade Lawless

Writer's Block: Close Call

2009-05-22T01:42:58Z

Accidents happen all the time, and often we walk away miraculously uninjured. What has been your closest call with avoiding serious harm in an accident?

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Omg... I was this winter. The roads were very icy. I was in Sanborn turning from the highway to main street. I was going slow. I was being safe. But when I turned by wheel my car didn't. I state, once again, that I was driving slow and being cautious yet my car STILL slid.

Thing is, on the corner of main street and the highway is a Dyno's gas station.

And I was headed right for it.

So I gave up on trying to turn the car and turned back the wheel to where the car was heading. Once I rammed over the curb onto non-icy concrete a miracle happened.

I went BETWEEN the two gas pumps and slammed the breaks in time to stop me from running into the wall of the store.

I backed up a little. (STILL BETWEEN the two gas pumps, mind you.) Cranked the wheel to the left. Went forward. Backed up again a little. Then got out of there without a scratch!!

Oh and the people on the highway slowed down for me to slid out of control.

Writer's Block: Controversial Interrogation Techniques

2009-04-05T20:13:48Z

I drag the burlap sack
into the dirty, abandoned
warehouse.

Catching my pray took
Many weeks. But my
Chance finally came.

I giggled and shivered with excitment.
The memory comes back to me.
The surprise. The chase.

The catch.

The mixed look of fear and confusion
in his face.
I relish the memory.

Now back to the present.
It kicks and a muffled yell
Echos against the bare walls.
I barely restrain a scream
Of joy as I watch
My tormentor struggle in
Wild fear.

With my eyes gleaming in
Happiness, I roughly tear
The sack open.
The struggling stops for a second
Then the scared boy
Rages again while
Taking in his surroundings.

In the corner of the room
I hold back in fear that
I'll kill him too soon.

I slowly circle him.
I watch his body
Move crazily to circle with me.
Watching my every move.
Waiting in fear for
Me to strike out.
His every sin against me
Flashes before his eyes.
Wondering which one
Has pushed me pass
The edge.

I jerk toward him.
Faking him out.
His shriek is loud.
I cackle with laughter.

I am so happy!
The person who caused me
So much emotional pain
Will now receive tenfold
in physical pain.

I giggle and skip in
A circle around him
Like a little schoolgirl.

I stop in front of him.
And bend down to him.

I finally speak.

"Hello."

My voice is bright
And high-pitched
Because of my
Raging adrenaline.

A muffled name
Escapes his lips
From beneath the
Duck tape that
Abscures his mouth.

His eyes filled with confusion.
Why was she doing this?
Why would a harmless girl like her
Do something like this?
Why?

I imagine
Questions like those
Run through his head.

A malicious smile
Covers my face.
My hand slowly goes
Around behind my back.
His eyes dart from
My arm to my face.
Searching for an answer.
My fingers clasp around
My knife.
My sharpened knife.
I slip in out of the holster
And bring it around
To my front.

Once visible to my prey
With my shiny knifes' reflection
In his fear stricken eyes
He struggles and bucks
With anewed fear.

I answer his questioning eyes
with a soft, yet angry reply.

"Tonight... You die by
my hand. "

The screams.
My laughter.
And the sounds of
Ripping flesh.
Echos through
The night.

FIN

(Until my next craving)

Ranting to Kill - part 2 - My First Kill

2009-04-03T03:54:00Z

I drag the burlap sack
into the dirty, abandoned
warehouse.

Catching my pray took
Many weeks. But my
Chance finally came.

I giggled and shivered with excitment.
The memory comes back to me.
The surprise. The chase.

The catch.

The mixed look of fear and confusion
in his face.
I relish the memory.

Now back to the present.
It kicks and a muffled yell
Echos against the bare walls.
I barely restrain a scream
Of joy as I watch
My tormentor struggle in
Wild fear.

With my eyes gleaming in
Happiness, I roughly tear
The sack open.
The struggling stops for a second
Then the scared boy
Rages again while
Taking in his surroundings.

In the corner of the room
I hold back fo fear that
I'll kill him too soon.

I slowly circle him.
I watch his body
Move crazily to circle with me.
Watching my every move.
Waiting in fear for
Me to strike out.
His every sin against me
Flashes before his eyes.
Wondering which one
Has pushed me pass
The edge.

I jerk toward him.
Faking him out.
His shriek is loud.
I cackle with laughter.

I am so happy!
The person who caused me
So much emotional pain
Will now receive tenfold
in physical pain.

I giggle and skip in
A circle around him
Like a little schoolgirl.

I stop in front of him.
And bend down to him.

I finally speak.

"Hello."

My voice is bright
And high-pitched
Because of my
Raging adrenaline.

A muffled name
Escapes his lips
From beneath the
Duck tape that
Abscures his mouth.

His eyes filled with confusion.
Why was she doing this?
Why would a harmless girl like her
Do something like this?
Why?

I imagine
Questions like those
Run through his head.

A malicious smile
Covers my face.
My hand slowly goes
Around behind my back.
His eyes dart from
My arm to my face.
Searching for an answer.
My fingers clasp around
My knife.
My sharpened knife.
I slip in out of the holster
And bring it around
To my front.

Once visible to my prey
With my shiny knifes' reflection
In his fear stricken eyes
He struggles and bucks
With anewed fear.

I answer his questioning eyes
with a soft, yet angry reply.

"Tonight... You die by
my hand. "

The screams.
My laughter.
And the sounds of
Ripping flesh.
Echos through
The night.

FIN

(Until my next craving)

Ranting To Kill - part 1

2009-04-03T03:31:15Z

I'm surrounded by idiots

You know,
Those stupid guys in school
Who think that being loud
And abrasingly annoying is cool
The ones that roam in a pack
Who think they're so awesome
When they look like
A group of gay boyfriends
Heck! Mabye they're really gay.

Sometimes the way they act and the
Drama they cause, not to mention
the gossip, they might as well be girls!
Another outrage:
Why do they have to be jocks!?
What happened to the jocks in the movies who
fought til the end to win the game?

Those guys probably only
became jocks so they can
get it on with eachother
in the locker rooms!
The gay bastards...

Why do they even exists?
They don't deserve to live.
They're a waste of space
and breathing air!
They should DIE!

The dame bullys who get their
fun out of hurting others.
Well I' not here for
your entertainment!

And one of these days..
Oh, one of these days soon...
I will kill them.
I will kill them all!

Each day I have a
New fantasy of how
each one will die.
BY MY HAND!

FIN

(Until my first kill)

Show Nothing

2009-01-16T17:38:24Z

Bite my tongue. Don't say a word.
Keep it inside. Be a caged bird.

Emotion is sin. Feeling is wrong.
Keep the mask on. All day long.

Go unnoticed. Keep out of sight.
Silent. Away from the spotlight.

In the shadows. Face blank.
No beat. Nothing to take.

Nothing to love. Nothing to lose.
No love to lose. No pain from you.

Solitude is the life I cling.
And my life's purpose?

SHOW NOTHING.

The Blues

2009-01-01T20:25:30Z

Is this the New Year or just another night?
Is this the new fear or just another fright?
Is this the new tear or just another desperation?

Is this the finger or just another fist?
Is this the kingdom or just a hit n' miss?
A misdirection, most in all this desperation

Is this what they call freedom?
Is this what you call pain?
Is this what they call discontented fame?

It'll be a day like this one
When the world caves in
When the world caves in
When the world caves in

I'm singing this one like a broken piece of glass
From broken arms an' broken noses in the back
Is this the New Year or just another desperation?

You're pushing till you're shoving
You bend until you break
Till you stand on the broken fields where our fathers lay

It'll be a day like this one
When the world caves in
When the world caves in
When the world caves in
When the world caves in
When the world caves in
When the world caves in

There's nothing here worth saving,
Is no one here at all?
Is there any net left that could break our fall?

It'll be a day like this one
When the sky falls down and the hungry and poor and deserted are found
Are you discontented? Have you been pushing hard?
Have you been throwing down this broken house of cards?

It'll be a day like this one
When the world caves in
When the world caves in
When the world caves in

Is there nothing left now?
Nothing left to sing
Are there any left who hasn't kiss the enemy?
Is this the New Year or just another desperation?

Does justice never find you? Do the wicked never lose?
Is there any honest song to sing besides these blues?

And nothing is okay
Till the world caves in
Till the world caves in
Till the world caves in
Till the world caves in
Till the world caves in
Until the world caves in
Until the world caves in
Until the world caves in
Until the world caves in
Until the world caves in
Until the world caves in

First Christmas...

2008-12-26T17:17:03Z

This is my first Christmas without my dad...

Exactly twenty-five days since he died...

And this is also the first Christmas that my brother did not be with me on Christmas night...

This Christmas, I had to play Santa and stay up till 2 am wrapping presents...

I had to pick up the discarded Christmas paper on Christmas morning after all the presents were opened...

Dad did that...

Dad wore that coat
Dad watched that show
Dad drove that van
Dad worked on that
Dad loved this song
Dad always said that
Dad used that...

I miss him...

Heavenly Demon

2008-12-17T17:38:11Z

ok this just came into my head and I DON"T KNOW HOW TO FINISH THIS!!!
*EDIT* ok ok I think I've got it but I know its not finished... *Sigh*

This poem is about a boy who I know nothing about, who has never talked to me, and who has intriged me beyond my imagination...

Your sunken cheeks
Hollow and cold
Your tired blue eyes
Bore into my soul
Your petruding bones
Streach your skin
Everything about you
Is like a sin
I don't know how
I don't know why
But whenever you glance
I just want to die
I can't approach you
Your too good for me
But your angelic haze
Is the only thing I see
You white golden locks
Layered like feathers
Curiositiy fills my mind
My security withers
Why must you taunt me?
You heavenly demon
Do you hate me?
Is there even a reason
That whenever I see you
You haunt my thoughts?
Tell me the truth
Its all I got
Are you intriged by me?
As I am to you?
Do you wonder who I am?
Tell me, it it true?

Do you know I exist?

Writer's Block: Cryptozoology

2008-10-22T03:03:18Z

Bigfoot, the Yeti, the Loch Ness Monster, el chupacabra—what is your favorite creature that may or may not exist?

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BIGFOOT!!!! A.K.A SASQUATCH!!! lol!!

I am currently acting in a play about bigfoot. I am a news network anchor that has 50 line. :) lol

Anime Avenue (An Anime Fanfic)

2008-09-24T03:37:45Z

Warning: This is a Crack Fic. It's just for fun. No flames please, but constructive criticism is welcomed.

Once there was a town called Troy. Population: twenty. Number of teenagers? Three. And they were all girls. They were also the three closest friends in the world.

Ka-Chan, the oldest at age 17, was the most mature of the group. The 'mother', if you will. She always took care of Bonna and Jade, and she was always there to help. Bonna, a year younger, was the sarcastic one. She was a talented writer, as well as Ka-Chan, and great at drawing. Jade, same age as Bonna, was... Well, the childish one of the trio. She loved food, playing around, and thinking up stories. She was really creative and hyperactive!

In a freaking small town like Troy, what were they to do? One word: Anime. OK, well, two works: Anime and Manga. Wait... That's three words! Aw, who cares? Anyway, the point is, they love it. They eat, breathe, and sleep anime. There favorite animes are Naruto, Prince of Tennis, and Ruroni Kenshin. There are countless of others, but we won't waste time telling you them.

At school they are, well, not outcasts... Just, um, a 'side' group. They're different, no denying that, but not creepy or strange. To the exception of Jade, of course.

"AHHHHH!!!!! POCKYYYYY!!!!" screamed Jade as she skated down the hall (at break-neck speed) on her new Ripstick with chocolate all over her face. Students scrambled into the hallways to see her retreating figure barely miss the vending machines.

"There goes Jade. I think she ate that chocolate stuff again..."
"You mean that Japanese candy?? Tch. She and her friends are weird."
"Yeah, and they read comics like little kids!"
Conversations like that were heard in the halls of their high school everyday. But the three friends didn't care. They had each other and that was enough.

"WHOOO HOO!!!! I DID IT!! I PASSED MY FINAL!! GOOD-BYE GEOMETRY!!!" Her cries (and the cries of the principal) echoed through the gym and throughout the rest of the school. Bonna and Ka-Chan, in different classrooms, both thought (relatively) the same thing.
"Jade cheated...again." Bonna stated.
"Well, I guess third times the charm." Ka-Chan nervously chuckled to herself, hoping Jade didn't cheat.

"It's finally SUMMER!!!!" yelled Jade while doing a 360 degree jump on her Ripstick. This time in the parking lot with Bonna and Ka-Chan heading to Ka=Chan's car. They carpool since they live in the same town.
"So, you finally passed Geometry." Bonna said almost mono-tone.
"Yeah! Isn't it great? No summer school, Nya!!" Jade replied, Eiji-like.
"Congratulations, Jade! I'm so proud of you!" Ka-Chan side-hugged her, Jades arms flails to try to regain her balance.
"So how did you cheat this time?" Bonna asked getting straight to the point. And into the car.
Jade was flabbergasted. "I didn't cheat!"
"Suuuure you didn't. Because you never cheated before."
"Ka-Chan! Tell Bonna I didn't cheat! You believe me. Don't you?"
"Well..." She paused.
"You don't believe me...." Jade stopped and stood rooted to the spot. "Well, that's good because I need help washing the answers off my arm!" Jade smiled cheekily while pushing up her sleeves.
"Jade Steels Lawless!!"
"What?? I don't want to go to Su-.. Su-...Su-"
"-MmerSchool." Bonna filled in.
"Yeah. That." Jade was looking very worried but smiled again. "Because we have Anime Avenue!!" She yelled energetically.

Let me fill you in. Anime Avenue is basically a street with nothing around it. Nothing. No houses, no buildings, nada. But there was a pole for a road sign... but no sign. Anyway, even the ancient hags of Troy didn't even know why the Avenue is there. It doesn't go anywhere, just to an open field. That field is where Jade, Bonna, and Ka-Chan go to read and trade manga books. Bonna sometimes brings her cordless DVD player and they watch anime.

Ka-Chan just remembered something. "Oh yeah!! Guess what? I got a road sign for Anime Avenue!!"
Both Bonna and Jade stopped short, turned around and yelled, "SHUT UP!!! Are you serious? No way!!"
"Yeah! I ordered the sign off the Internet and it should be in the mail today. You're going to love it!"
"Well, floor it, woman!! Let's go!" Bonna yelled as she pulled Jade and Ka-Chan into the car. And off they drove, anxious to get home.

END OF PART ONE

The Dead Tree Which I Read By...

2008-09-12T03:13:22Z

Walking in the field, I head towards a solitary object.
Holding the item most precious to me against my chest.
Upon reaching my destination, the dead tree, I sit and lean against its hollow trunk.
I lay the object on my lap.
Oh, what fragile strings it ties to my heart!
The intrigate feeling of hope, happiness, and familarty it brings to my soul.
A smile that has long left my face. returns as I tenderly turns its pages.
I slowly lose myself in my sweeten memories as I return to the past...

Suddenly a yell pierces the air.
I look up , my face distorted with fear.
Body tightens as I instinktively get ready to flee.
It can't find me. It won't find me!
Its cold, cruel claws wll never touch my precious possesion.
One look and it can shred the pages and shatter the strings.
The porceline strings which keep me breathing in this messed up reality.
No. Screw the strings. It's the book which keeps me holding on.

The Lamb's Book of Life.

Happy

2008-09-07T04:23:56Z

Go ahead and make me sad
It’s okay if it makes you happy
Rip my heart out and stomp on it
It’s okay if it makes you happy

Pour salt inside these wounds
I’ll lick them clean if it makes you happy
Corrode my heart like an ancient ruin
I’ll live there forever if it makes you happy

I don’t care, if it makes you happy
I don’t care about myself just as long
As you’re always happy
I’ll survive all of this
As long as I know you’re always happy

Whatever makes you happy!

Burn the photographs; forget about me
I’ll forget about me too, if it makes you happy
I’m so sorry if I ever hurt you
You’re the only thing that makes me happy

I just miss, being happy
I’m sorry for anything I’ve done
And I’m sorry I can’t make you happy
I just wish I could make you happy

Writer's Block: You and A Fictional Character of Your Choice

2008-08-28T03:07:07Z

If you were stranded on an island with a fictional character, who would it be and why?

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Shino Aburame from Naruto!!!! Because his bugs would find food and water and he's SO KAWAII!!!

My second choice would be Inui Sadaharu from Prince of Tennis!! Because he is really smart and smexy!!

And my third choice would be Kaoru Kaido from Prince of Tennis!! Because he's hotter than the sun!!!

Yay, Ranting!!!

2008-08-27T03:45:01Z

Yeah, it's 10:20 pm. After late night band practice (7-9 pm) I got home and the MINUTE I walk in I have a list of chores to do... For Heavens Sake!! I don't have time for this!!! I have so many friggin things to do but I have to keep putting them off because of family or homework or the fact that it gets to be past midnight when I finish my homework!!!!

I have my stories/fanfics and poems to write. Pictures to draw. Random, BUT important stuff to do. I have to watch my anime and read my manga. I have blogs that I have to update. I have forums that I have to post and RP in. Etc Etc Etc.

And then there is school!! ARUG!!! I hate it!! Except that I get to see my friends but still!! Do they REALLY have to give us THAT MUCH homework??GOSH!!

And on top of all that, theres this 'Inner Turmoil' I'm dealing with. On side is Super Optimistic and the other side is Sadistically Pessimistic. S.O. is saying: One day my dreams will come true!! I can do anything!! And S.P. is saying: God! I'm such a fuckin LOSER!! Like Hell it'll come true. I'm wasting my time hoping. You'll never amount to anything in life, you have no money!! Then S.O.'s like: I'll just keep wishing on that shooting star!! I'll never stop dreaming!! S.P.'s all: Buts there just dreams. They'll never happen. I need money to make the world go round and I got zip!!!

ARGH!! Its so smeggin confusing. Do I keep dreaming and hoping and wishing that I can make my goals become reality??? Or am I wasting my time trying to get something I'll never achieve?? T

he way to become who I want to be is practically impossible to achieve. That's what makes it so frustrating!!!

Self Destructing

2008-08-24T18:03:26Z

I'm so stupid.

I'm so fucking stupid.

I can't do anything right.

I try so hard…

I can't do it.

I can't do it all.

I'm so weak and helpless.

It's like each time I try to fly.

I fall to my death.

But then I'm brought back to life.

By my friends, my hopes, and my dreams.

My fucking stupid dreams.

My dreams that I can never achieve.

Dreams that make up a fairy tale fantasy

That I believe in with all my heart.

But when I'm brought back to reality

My heart cracks and it brings an aching pain.

And I dream so much.

And I hope so much that it'll come true.

But every morning I wake up

And I'm still in this cruel reality.

And you know what the worst part is?

I know that one day my heart will break

Into millions of pieces.

Pieces of each of my dreams.

And I still dream anyway.

Orchestrating my own destruction.

Just because it gives me such an

Unimaginable feeling of hope and happiness.

Is this my self-destructing punishment, God?

Punishment for putting my dreams ahead of You?

For not being smart enough?

For not working hard enough?

For not being Christian enough?

I'm sorry

I'm so fucking sorry…

I just can't do it.

I can't get straight A's at school.

I can't take care of my family.

And I can't go to church every Sunday.

Please.

Please forgive me!

I know I don't deserve Your forgiveness.

I'm a worthless, piece of trash.

I'm a sinner to the core.

I'm not pretty.

I'm not athletic.

I'm not talented.

So please, I beg of you.

Let me dream.

Let me dream of all the things

I want to be.

I want to have.

I want to happen.

Let me hope.

Let me hope that my dreams might

Come true one day.

Let me keep believing that

Naïve lie I tell myself.

Because it makes me so happy.

My Self-Destructing Lie.

Fan Girl Magic? Prince of Tennis Fanfic

2008-08-22T03:41:36Z

This is a story written between me, Sophitia, and Klp_girl! This is just the rough draft of part one and it is being edited/ok-ed by Klp and Soph. 1/3rd of part two is done but we won't post it unless you comment!!!

Warning: This is a Crack Fic. It's just for fun. No flames, please, but constructive criticism is welcomed.

On a Saturday evening three girls named Jade, Ka-Chan, and Sophitia were hanging in their bedroom fan-girling about their favorite anime/manga…

Prince of Tennis.

"In Prince of Tennis, don't you think Tezuka says 'Hai' like 'Ay'?" said the oldest sister.

"Well, I don't think the Japanese think there is a difference." Said Ka-Chan, the second oldest.

"Who cares? Their all hot anyway!" Jade said. The youngest of the three.

"When did you like Tezuka? He's mine!" exclaimed Sophitia with a glare to kill.

"Hey, hey!" Jade backed away. "I just said he was hot. They all are. Besides," shrugged Jade with a sly grin. "I got Inui and Kaido and Taka-kun!"

"Why do you get three when I only get Oishi and Eiji?" yelled Ka-Chan. She really loved the Golden Pair.

"Yeah!" sided Sophitia. "And I only get Tezuka and Fuji!"

"Fine! We'll write down their names, take the ones we like and sign so we can't fight again." decided Jade as she shuffled around for a piece of paper and pen. So all the sisters gather around and marked their favorite guys and signed it. As the three girls finish signing a bright light appeared blinding the sisters. And "POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP!" All nine members of Seigaku popped in the sister's bedroom floor.

The three girls sat in dazed wonderment as the nine regulars awoke from unconsciousness. The three sisters each gave out a fan girl squee. While jumping up and down and hugging, a thought occurs to Ka-Chan and Sophitia.

The elder two share a knowing look. The same thought runs through each of their heads. "In about 2 seconds Jade's going to start grabbing guys. I need to same mine!" exclaimed Ka-Chan.

Sophitia grabs Tezuka, Fuji, and Momo-Chan, and heads for the stairs.

Ka-Chan grabs the Golden Pair and Ryoma. Feeling a strong need to rescue the youngest of the group.

Jade is left in the girls bedroom as she realizes her sister have left with 2/3rds of the regulars. (She does not realize that 2/3rds are gone, just the majority. She sucks ar Math.)

She comes to her senses and runs to the door, slams it shut and locks it. She turns around and gives Inui, Kaido, and Taka-Kun an evil grin as they slowly wake up. Inui looks around and opens his notebook and starts scribbling away not even bothering to get up. Kaido sits up and lets out a hiss and Taka-Kun is still [luckily] a bit swirly. Sensing Jade's presence, Inui looks up from his notebook to see her reading over his shoulder. He closes the notebook with a slam and asks, "Where are we?"

Not knowing herself (and not caring) she answers: "Does it really matter?" She giggled as she glomped him. She couldn't believe they were here! She was just holding herself back from doing crazy things to them. Inui opens his notebook and pushes up his glasses. Kaido blushes at the sight before him and Jade notices.

"Kya! Your blushing, Kaido! Your so kawaii!" Jade then let's go of Inui to glomp Kaido, her fangirlness returning full-strength once more. Blushing furiously and hissing, Kaido flails his arms uselessly as he tries to get away. Taka, then finally wakes from his slumber.

"Um… Sorry, but who are you? And why are you hugging Kaido?" she lets go of Kaido.

"Oh! My name's Jade! And, um, you're cute and all but you're no fun shy. We need… A RACKET!" Jade yells in a commanding voice and out of nowhere comes a tennis racket.

"How did you do that?" said a shocked Inui.

The surprised Jade shrugges it off and says plainly, "I was a fan girl in need." She hands Taka the racket. [Hint: Fan girl Magic!]

Before the girl's bedroom is thrown into chaos by a 'burning' Taka-San, let's back up and join Sophitia as she flees the room.

As the four careen around the corner and start down the stairs, Fuji asks with a serene smile on his face, "Tezuka, where do you think she's taking us?"

Tezuka, shaking off his unconsciousness, replies (while dragging a half-dead Momo), "Downstairs."

Upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, Sophitia seems indecisive. Fuji becomes impaitent and begins leading the other three to the parent's bedroom.

"Huh? What are…?" Sophitia asks, confused.

"I think Momo needs to lie down," Fuji replies.

"Oh, alright," she follows. As the four turn the corner, another group of people comes into view.

Now for Ka-Chan's Point-of-View...

Ka-Chan meanwhile is still at the top of the stairs. A bratty/asleep Ryoma has grabbed onto the railing. Ka-Chan is getting more and more flustered by the minute. Turning to Oishi, Ka-Chan exclaims "If you value your virginity, grab Eiji and follow me."

Using the adrenaline pounding through her veins, Ka-Chan throws Ryoma over her shoulder and leads a bewildered/terrified Oishi down the stairs.

Following a muttering Ka-Chan, the three regulars go to the farthest corner of the house.

Eiji turns to his doubles partner and asks, "What does she mean 'not far enough'?"

"Mada mada dane." Came out Ryoma's catch phrase.

"You say that now Ryoma, but you haven't met my sister. I'm saving you!" Ka-Chan turns on Ryoma.

"Perhaps you could explain what is going on, Miss." says Oishi.

"Call me Ka-Chan. To answer you question: I'm keeping my little sister from doing unspeakable things to you. I would go into greater detail but I believe there are virgin ears present."

Reactions to that statement:

Eiji – Confused look.

Oishi – Blushes furiously.

Ryoma – Takes a sip of Ponta.

(Where that came from I don't know, maybe he has the same power as Jade?)

At the other end of the house, Sophitia has a dilemma. Involving a certain sadistic prodigy.

"So, what you're saying is that the others are in a lot of trouble at the moment?" Fuji questions. Unsuccessfully trying to repress a sadistic grin.

"You have no idea." She said without meeting his eyes, slightly blushing.

Fuji immediately whips out his camera from nowhere (More magic?) and makes for the stairs.

An appalled Sophitia looks frantically from the open door to Tezuka and back again, "STOP HIM!!"

Tezuka pauses for a moment then says, "Fuji. Fifty laps."

"As soon as I fill up this film, Tezuka."

Little did Tezuka know that it was a digital camera…

END OF PART ONE

The Most Foolish Traveler in the World

2008-08-14T17:40:40Z

This summer I found this story in a book I was reading. I thought it was really good, so I wanted to share this with my family. So last night at dinner, I told them the story of The Most Foolish Traveler in the World.

Once upon a time a very foolish traveler was on a journey. He was stupid. Why was he stupid? He was fooled by everyone he met. The townspeople took advantage of him. Everywhere he went people made up all kinds of sad stories to tell him. And the traveler fell for every single one of them.
"Please, some money for medicine…?"
"I have a sick younger sister…"
"I don’t have money to buy seeds to plant in my fields."
Pretty soon on that journey, he was tricked into giving away all his money, clothes, and even his shoes were cheated away from him. But the foolish traveler was always glad to help. So when the townspeople lied to him saying, "This will really help us." Tears would stream down his face and he would always say the same thing: "I wish you happiness."

When he gave away his last belonging, he was naked with nothing else to cover himself with and ashamed to be seen. So he decided to go off the main road and travel in the dense forest. Where no one could see him. Then he was soon discovered and met the monsters who lived in the forest. They wanted to eat him, so they begged and pleaded and tricked him with clever and nice words. Of course, the traveler was fooled and when the monsters asked, he gave up one of his legs. Then an arm. And more and more.

Before it was over, the traveler was nothing but a head. He even gave his eyes to the last monster he met. As the last monster was munching on his eyes, he turned and said: "Thank you, traveler. In return, I'll give you this present." and left him. But that was a lie too.

His gift was a single piece of paper that had "fool" written on it. But the traveler couldn't see it. He didn't even know what it was. Even so, he cried and cried, saying: "Thank you. Thank you. This is the first time anyone's given me anything. I'm so happy. Thank you. Thank you." And even without eyes, great tears of joy kept flowing from his face.....

......Then the traveler died. The smile still on his face.

The end.

Everyone laughed. And my family started making fun of the traveler. While they laughed, I closed my eyes and thought about the traveler. I thought about how the traveler who gave everything away until he became nothing but a crying head. And how at the end, he still cried for joy saying, "Thank you. Thank you." And I realized how sorry I was for him. And I thought how lucky he was. See?

Loss...suffering...hardship....Things like that?

You can't always focus on them. It's pointless to think about them.

The traveler didn't. He never thought about his troubles at all.

That might be stupid to some people, but it's not stupid to me. I don't think he's foolish at all. Even though others think he was being tricked, I don't think he was. I think he did exactly what he wanted to do. I think, more than anything, that he wanted to make other people happy. I won't trick anyone, even if other people think that person deserves it. I just want to make them happy.

Do you really think that's stupid?

When you close your eyes....what do you think?

Writer's Block: Six-Word Story

2008-08-14T13:15:13Z

Hemingway was once challenged to write a story in only six words. His response? “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.” He is believed to have called it his greatest literary work ever. Can you write a story in six words?

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Happiness is fleeting, except with friends.

Crack A Smile

2008-08-06T17:01:21Z

Whenever you are feeling sad
Your eyes fixed upon the ground
You need someone to cheer you up
To turn your frown upside down

When times can get real rough
You need someone to lift your chin
Or tickle you 'till you can't breathe
Or 'till you simply grin

A kiss is just a kiss
A hug a mere embrace
But nothing beats the worldly known
A smile upon the face

Beside You

2008-08-06T16:58:02Z

THIS POEM IS DEDICATED TO MY FRIENDS!!!

Bonna
Ka-chan
and Sophitia!!

May they come true, your fondest wishes.
May you fulfill your fondest dreams.
Please be happy and ambitious
no matter how the world seems.
Through every single passing year
thou shalt not shed one tear,
for I will be there right beside you
to give you strength and to guide you.

Leaves

2008-08-06T16:53:51Z

Fall, leaves fall.
Every leaf speaks bliss to me,
fluttering from the autumn tree.
Its leaves are fragrant,
feathery, showy in their colors
beckoning with sexy shrug
to come over.
Wreaths of leaves blossom and glow
in the Indian summer sun.
Streams are trilling and frothing
in a mad dash to escape the summer calm
taunting the leaves for their climax of color,
a shade of red caught in the act.
Fall, leaves fall.
When night's away
ushers in a dreamier Autumn day.

Poems Are

2008-08-06T16:50:55Z

Poems are crazy. Poems are sweet.
Poems tell us a story, They go with a beat.

Pick it up and never put it down,
poems are great and always make silent sounds.

Every word counts, they pounce on your face,
slow down and enjoy them, it's not a race.

Poems can be fun if you make them to be,
poems are easy and so much fun, you see!

Poems are like fruit.
They are juicy and delicious.

Have a piece won't you, come in
and enjoy the words flow into your mind.

Poems are great. Poems are kind.
Poems are wacky, poems are mine.

Feeling

2008-07-21T14:12:27Z

I lie here broken, drenched in blood,
My life in pools, my soul a flood,
My heart is now my enemy,
With every beat, it's leaving me.

It hurts to breathe, it hurts to cry,
My heart is open to the sky,
Emptying my ruined shell,
Each beat, eternity in hell.

I pray for death, I want release,
To sleep for ever, rest in peace,
But drowning in my blood I stay,
I want release, for death I pray.

Blood as black as night emerges,
My heart my broken body purges,
I feel my life returning, healing,
With all the tragedy of feeling.

If You Could Be One Thing

2008-07-17T04:49:04Z

Dedicated to my new friend: ChocolateWereCat!!!

"If you could be one thing, what would it be?" The teacher asked.

"I would be a bird so I could fly away!" A girl said kindly.

"If you could be one animal, what would it be?" The teacher asked again.

"I would be a tiger, so I could run fast!" A boy said proudly.

"All right! What would you be?" The teacher asked to the dark corner of the room.

"I would be a cliff." The small girl in the corner said quietly.

"Why...that isn't an animal, dear!" The teacher exclaimed.

"I know it isn't, but I would still be a cliff, so I could be there for people." She said again.

The teacher was confused.

"How would a cliff help others?" The teacher asked.

"I would help others, by helping them find the courage….to jump."

Holy Shit

2008-07-05T10:52:29Z

Holy Shit, I wrote a lot of freakin poems!!!! And yes ppl, you DO have to read them all!!! JUST KIDDING!!! Just read the ones with the titles you like best. I won't hold it against you if you don't. Well, except for you guys, spirithp, sophitia, and klpgirl!!! ^-^ I'll just get bugging you untill you do!!! And you KNOW how annoying I can get!!! lol!! ;)

Well, this weekend I have to work from 6 am to 2 pm so I better get ready for work. I can't wait to see you guys on Monday!!!