Here is a book that I started writing when I was eight or so and I am still writing it til this day. It's been about five years now and it still isn't finished. Here a sample of it:
A Secret To Keep
Author: Rina Love
#1 The Perfect Spot
"Hey Lyss," cried Marina from the ocean shore. "come on in. The water is really warm." It was the beginning of summer break. Alyssa Periwinkle and Marina Shell decided to spend the summer down at the ocean. They had bought a small rustic green cabin with wooden trim three years ago. They were now seventeen.
"I'm coming!" Alyssa called back to her. They have known each other since they were five. They're best friends. They both LOVE the ocean. They lived by it in Florida. Their families decided the girls should go to the Caribbean for the summer.
Alyssa grabbed their masks and fins and ran to meet Marina. Alyssa has dark, shoulder length hair and green eyes. She enjoys adventuring and swimming. She is very funny and can be very stubborn. Marina (or Rin) has blue eyes and golden brown shoulder length hair. She also enjoys adventuring but is more laid back and smooth.
They have a special relationship with the water animals. Most fish will swim away when you get to close, but Rina and Lyss can sit right in the coral reef and, if anything, the fish will only get closer. They spend a lot of time with the dolphins that live rite there, Mieka, Flyn and occasionally Bubbles. Alyssa and Marina get to ride on their backs whenever they wished.
One day, when the girls returned from bathing suit shopping, they decided to have a picnic. They packed up the lemonade, B.L.T.s, sour cream & onion chips and water melon and were on their way. They decided to go to the beach rite in front of their cabin. Nobody ever went there because they didn't know about it.
As they approached the beach, they saw a mountain of rocks. As they got closer, they noticed a large crack in the side off the cliff face. They crawled through it. On the other side of the rocks, was a beautiful cove. Sitting on a rock a little ways out, was a girl that looked about seventeen or so.
"Wow!" they said as they looked ate the aqua blue, crystal clear water. The girl heard them and leapt of her rock into the water. They heard the splash and looked up. Her head was all they could see as she swam out from behind the rock. Slowly she made her way towards them. As she got closer, Marina noticed something strange about the girl.
"Alyssa," whispered Marina,"look!"
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Saturday, December 20, 2014
Friday, November 21, 2014
Something BIG, Black, and Fuzzy Comes Stampeding Our Way
Here is a short story I wrote. It is actually real. This did happen to me in exactly the way I described it. I hope you enjoy it!
Something BIG, Black, and Fuzzy Comes Stampeding
Our Way
By: Rina Love
Crunch!
Crunch! Crunch! “What was that?!”
I thought to myself as I sat up and turned to examine the thicket to the right
of me. Something big, black, and fuzzy moved through the tightly planted, mini
pine trees. The beast breathed heavily as he made a trail through the trees. I
turned to face my dad, sitting with his back up against the base of the oak
tree on the other side of the path. He turned his head to me and put a finger to
his mouth as you would if you were to say “Shhh!”. I nodded and turned my head
back towards the thicket, tightening my grip on my rifle just in case. The
black beast shoved the trees aside as it marched onward towards the opening
where my dad and I sat. I gasped as it broke through the thicket and came
stampeding towards us...
Wait, let me start at the beginning…
BEEP!
BEEP! BEEP!
“Ugh.”
I said sleepily and smacked my alarm clock to make the obnoxious noise subside.
I rolled out of bed and marched sluggishly to my door and down the stairs to
the kitchen. My dad was awake and packing up hunting gear. He looked up from
his hunting pack and smiled.
“Ready to go bring home a deer?” he
asked excitedly.
“I guess so.” I said rubbing the sleep
from my eyes.
“Hurry up and get ready to go because
there isn't much time till daylight breaks.” he said going back to his packing.
“Dad, it’s 4:00 in the morning! We
have HOURS until daylight breaks!” I said as I continued my way into the
kitchen. The concrete floor on my bare feet was cold and made me wish I had
worn my fuzzy slippers.
“We need to get out there before the
sun hits so we can have a better hunt.” He answered without looking up. I
rolled my eyes while I poured cereal and milk in a bowl for myself. Once done
with the milk, I placed it in the cereal cupboard and the cereal I placed in
the refrigerator. I started to walk away from the kitchen when I realized my
mistake.
“Ugh.” I huffed, spun on my heels and
went back into the kitchen. Proves how
tiered I am. I thought to myself as I swapped the milk and cereal.
At about 4:30, we were outside,
walking up our dark, half mile long drive way. About a quarter of the way up
the drive way, we strayed from the path, known so well, and headed off into the
dark forest.
Me dressed in a warm camo jacket,
thick mud boots, warm camo pants, an orange vest and orange hat, camo fanny
pack carrying a rifle and my dad dressed in the same except for his orange back
pack carrying his rifle, tromped through the forest until we found a four
wheeler trail. We marched along that until we came upon two oak trees directly
across from each other on either side of the path. I sat at one tree’s base and
Dad sat at the other. I took out a banana from my pack and started chewing away.
About 15 minutes went by before we
heard anything.
Crunch!
Crunch! Crunch! “What was that?!” I thought to myself as I sat up and
turned to examine the thicket to the right of me. Something big, black, and
fuzzy moved through the tightly planted, mini pine trees. The beast breathed
heavily as it made a trail through the trees. I turned to face Dad, sitting
with his back up against the base of the oak tree on the other side of the
path. He turned his head to me and put a finger to his mouth as you would if
you were to say “Shhh!”. I nodded and turned my head back towards the thicket,
tightening my grip on my rifle just in case. The black beast shoved the trees
aside as it marched onward towards the opening where my dad and I sat. I gasped
as it broke through the thicket and came stampeding towards us.
A huge cow moose with fear in its eyes
marched uncomfortably towards me. I panicked slightly as it drew nearer and
nearer until it was almost on my legs. It came so close that I knew it hadn't have seen us. If it had, it would have bolted away in the other direction. Dad
made a loud kissing noise with his lips which drew the moose away from me
slightly. It drew the animal away just enough to get it back on the path. I let
out a heavy sigh of relief as it disappeared in the brush on the other side of
the path. I looked back over at my dad who was smiling delightfully. I smiled
back.
When we returned home that afternoon, my
mother asked us about our hunt.
“We didn't see any deer,” my Dad told her. “But we did have a moose come awfully
close to Rina.”
“You did?” Mom asked me.
“Yes! It was a big cow! Something must have
spooked her into the brush.” I answered.
“That sounds awfully exciting!” she said. “I
bet you’re both starving now.”
‘Yes! Definitely!” I said. Dad nodded and we
all made our way through the cluttered basement to the kitchen.
Thursday, November 20, 2014
Time Rasers
Hello! So, since this is my story corner, I decided to post one of the stories I'm working on. I haven't made it very far but I hope you like it.
Time Rasers
Author: Rina Love
Prologue
Have you ever been in an antique shop? You know the place
where your mom stops you at the door and tells you not to touch anything
because it's old and valuable. Then you go inside and touch things anyway.
Well, have you gone and touched things and had the weird feeling of a fire
starting inside you and warming you as it radiates through your muscles? If you
have, then you’re a Raser like me.
A Raser is someone who goes through time (typically the
past) to retrieve items with magic in them. Before you go asking any questions,
no. We don't drive race cars and have a crowd of people following us around.
Here, I'll explain the process of Retrieving.
Seekers are bookworms. They find
the objects then send us, the Rasers, out to retrieve them. We
get the objects and send them back for the Extractors. The Extractors are sorcerers. They extract
the magic from the item and place the item in the Coliseum. The item can still
hold magic if asked to. That's why we keep it.
The Coliseum is where the Seekers and Extractors practically live. That's
where all the items stay too. These items could be anything. They could be
things from the past like a gas light, sword, shield, and crown. Or it could be
something from the future. In all my 87 years, I've never seen anyone go to the
future. It's very rare.
Now, being a Raser isn't as easy as it sounds.
You don't just use your magic power to go through time, grab the object and
come back. That's just too easy. We don't have magic powers to time travel, we
have to wear a special ring and say the time and place where we want to go. The
ring doesn't always listen to the place where we want to go. It's always within
the state though.
Rasers don't always retrieve
objects. Sometimes we have to retrieve people who have the potential to become Rasers, Seekers, or Extractors. Once you complete a test,
you are given a ring to show what you are. It also helps you and gives you
power. Here, let me explain my life of being a Raser...
#1 Becoming Retrieved
"Jared!" called someone down the hall. I
groaned, rolled over in my bed and pulled the blankets up over my head.
"Jared!!!"Screamed the angry
voice.
"What?" I yelled back sleepily.
"It's time to get up. You have school
today." I pulled the blankets down and looked at my clock. It read 6:00a.m.
"It's too early." I mumbled and
buried my face in the pillow.
"JARED DAVISON!!!" my mother
screamed. "GET...OUTA BED...NOW!"
I let out a heavy sigh and threw back the
covers. I sat up and swung my legs off the side of the bed. I rubbed my eyes so
I could see clearly and stood up. I walked over to my dresser and took out a
fairly clean pair of jeans, a red T-shirt and a pair of socks. I got dressed
and walked over to my window. I pulled back the curtains and looked outside at
the early autumn leaves. I shivered at the thought of walking out there in just
my T-shirt and jeans. I turned to my bed-post, grabbed my black hoodie, threw
it over my shoulder and walked out my door into the hall. The smell of bacon
and eggs quickly caught my attention and I jogged into the kitchen. A plate of
bacon, eggs and a side of toast with jelly and a glass of orange juice sat
waiting for me on the island that separated the kitchen from the dining room.
"Did you finish your essay for English
class and complete all your math homework?" mom asked without taking her
eyes of the dishes she was washing.
"Good morning to you too." I
mumbled quietly to myself.
"Well did you?" she asked impatiently.
"Yes Mum." I answered. Being a
seventeen year old without a dad was a tough life. My dad died when I was five.
I still remember waking up one morning and watching the news about a thirty-seven
year old man named 'Todd Davison' was killed in an accident. An eighteen
wheeler had hit an oncoming dump truck and rolled over onto my dad's car and
crushed him. I remember crying and my mother crying. It took us about two years
to move on. The accident had been in January during a blizzard. I had always
been home schooled and my mom tried to continue it but, her trying to teach me
and make money at the same time had just been too hard so she sent me to public
school when I turned seven and she got a job as a nurse.
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
"I'm Bored" by Micheal Ian Black
I tried to find a way to post the whole book on here, but it was practically impossible. So, you'll just have to look it up! Click on the link below to view the book!
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
Introduction To Blog
So, this my story corner where I will write short stories. I hope you like it!!!
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