i wrote a short story for school a while back, and i just had the thought that you guys would get a good kick out of it. it’s not the greatest piece of work i’ve written, but i still feel a bit proud of it.
I know I’ve been pretty offline for so long, and I’m sorry about that. I haven’t been updated with other blogs, I’ve gotten behind in my blog designs, I kept delaying things I was committed to, and I just feel so bad about it. I’m really sorry guys for not being there when I was expected. I completely have forgotten about so many things and I just botched up.
I’m not saying this is the only reason I’ve been away, but definitely a big part of it is because I’ve just grown out of my blog. I’ve matured way more than I thought in the past year and a half, and I kinda just got sick of my blog. I didn’t like the design or where I was going with it. Tbh, it felt like I didn’t really have a plan for it. It was just mindless posts that I didn’t put much time and effort into. It was a pathetic blog, and I didn’t want to be a part of it anymore.
So I’m restarting.
Give myself a new, fresh beginning and try again.
And that means everything. Design, niche, and, if it comes to it, friends. I’m wanting to start from scratch and just reboot myself.
Because I do love blogging. It’s fun to share thoughts and make new friends. But I just hated with where I was going. My blog seemed like it was owned by a ten-year-old, while there are ten-year-olds out there who have blogs like teens.
I want to thank all the nice comments you guys left me while I was gone, as that really helped motivate me to get back going. ❤
So over the next few weeks, I’m going to be redesigning and rethinking the whole blog and posting a little bit to talk about the journey. I’m also going to try to catch up on all your guys’ blogs, but that may be a bit slow going. 😉
Today, my mom was calculating Student Loan payment and what not on a government student loan site. They asked her many questions, but one caught her eye. She soon brought this question to my attention;
The following questions will be used to calculate your family size￼. Do not include yourself or your spouse (if applicable) in your responses to these questions. You and your spouse, as appropriate, are automatically included in your family size.
How many children, including unborn children, are in your family and receive more than half of their support from you?
This pretty much proves that even the government believes that children in the womb are still in fact children. Because if they did not, why would they say ‘including unborn children’ to calculate your affordability payment? They want to know how many children you are supporting and an unborn child still counts as a child in their…
They traveled for many days. If they came across a small, deserted village—as there were many in this land—the girls would run inside the houses to scavenge for food, while Aria hunted with her bow and arrows for any wild animals lurking around the ruins.
As they traveled on the roads, the girls would tell Aria more about their past. Apparently, there had been a small creek about half a mile from their house. They would go there once a day to get water at noontime, when there weren’t as many wild animals running around.
And before their parents had become “ill”, they had taught the girls how to cultivate a garden and find edible roots in the forest surrounding the house.
As they talked more and more, Aria found that Esther was ten years old, Jasper was eight, and Lilly was five.
Lilly had taken to clinging to Aria whenever possible, even if it meant hanging onto her leg while she tried to walk. Jasper was more of the quiet type, and would mostly stick to herself when we walked.
“Oh don’t mind her,” Lilly told Aria when she asked if Jasper was alright. “She does it all the time,” and then continued to play with her little doll Aria had made for her out of sticks and long grass. Continue reading “CWWC Entry Challenge #8 | Part 2”→
Today, I’m posting my entry for Loren’s CWWC, for the eighth challenge. I had originally written this for the seventh challenge, but unfortunately, I was unable to finish it in time. So I’m adding on to it so that I can do the eighth.
It’s pretty long, because I want to include a lot of prompts in there. The reason for that, is because I have missed about 4 challenges of this competition and I feel really bad, so I wanna make it up to my teammates. 🙂
Note to Loren: Loren, if possible, I would like to include the entire story with all its parts as one entry for Challenge 8. I used 4 prompts from previous challenges in this part. And don’t worry, I will be using some of the prompts from Challenge 8 later in this story.Continue reading “CWWC Challenge #8 Entry | Part 1”→
With one last slow, sorrowful look around the room, I grabbed my dirty, beat-up backpack and turned away. I slowly started to walk away when I felt a hand on my arm turn me around.
“Jake. Please don’t go,” she whispered, her voice catching slightly.
I smiled a very sad smile at her. This was always the hardest part. Saying goodbye. I had never liked it, but I had to do it.
Turning to face her, I reached for her hand and held on to it. Tightly. Like I never wanted to let it go. Which I didn’t. Continue reading “Random Writings Part 2”→