Post by Enchant on Dec 4, 2005 8:07:03 GMT -5
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to Warner Bros, Scholastic, JK Rowling.... I don't lay any claim to it. However, the character of Macy Clemmens belongs to me
*Macy rose to the morning light and and cool crisp air that blew in from the open window. She sat up in her bed and stretched her arms and inhaled deeply.then moving over to the edge of the bed and reached down to the wooden floor and slid on her Tweety Bird slippers. Macy then stood up and gave a big yawn and went over to the wiindow. She over looked the green yard and the metal gate fence that divided her yard from her neighbors. While stratching her head and reached over to the chair beside her and grabbed her robe, then went down stairs and sat at the table in the kitchen. Her mother must have been up for hours, because bacon and eggs were nicely displayed on the table before her. A cartoon of orange juice and a carton of milk were also in the middle of the table. Macy reached over to pour her juice,as her mother came to the table, with a platter of french toast.*
"Good Morning, I am glad to see you actually got up today. How do you feel?"
*Macy gave a partial smile as she reached out and stabbed her fork into three peices of french toast.*
"I am alright. I mean I didn't think I would get the position in the first place. Kelly's story was more compelling then mine."
*Macy's mother raised her eyebrow and frowned.*
"You worked so hard on that story. I thought it was brilliant."
*Macy gave a slight chuckle.*
"Well you would, your my mother. Your bias."
*Macy's mother and she began to eat in silience. When they were done, Macy helped her mother clear of the table and then returned back upstairs to her room. When she reached her room she shut the door behind her stopped in front of the mirror. She then turned to her desk and took a seat. She lifted the cap off her pen and began to write.*
Dear Journal,................................................. May17,
Today Kelly gets her award today. I read her story and I have to admit, it was better then mine. I never thought that someone else would share the same passion as I. I got to be strong, although I am jealous. She will of course will gloat, and I cant show my feelings. I will walk up to her and give her congrats and bite my tongue.
I also dont want to see David today. He has been blowing me off, like I dont exist. I mean he broke up with me so I dont understand why he is treating me this way. Yesterday he was talking to his freinds about me. When I turned they all stopped talking and just looked at me , and when I turned to leave they began to laugh again. I wish I never went out with him.
Mark and Mindy still remain my best freinds. Although, I feel that we have run out of things to talk about. We just sit there at lunch and , we well actually eat. Anyhoo, I guess I will be going. Two weeks left till I am liberated from this High school life , I cant wait. I will be hanging with my freinds this summer and then off to school to study Lit. One day I will be a famous writer and Kelly will be jealous of me, david will not make fun of me and maybe the twins and I will have something to talk about.
*Macy closed her journal and then proceed to get dressed. She went down stairs .*
"I am leaving now, good bye mom."
*Macy could hear her mother's words coming from the back room*
"Have a good day and good luck."
"Thanks mom, bye"
*Macy then exited the house and shut the door behind her.*
Dear Journal......................................................................................................May 29
First off, let me apologize for not writing in you sooner, but so much has happened. I doubt if anyone would believe me. I am still having a hard time believing even in the possiblitiy of it. But I need to tell or I am going to explode. I dont know where to begin so I guess I shall start at the beggining. I went to school as usual, the last day I wrote to you. As I expected Kelly gloated at her award and David ignored me, and I ate at lunch while sitting next to my silent twin freinds. The day was normal I guess you could say. I was happy to find out that there was going to be an anouther wirting contest. A reall honest to goodness contest. And the prize was a prize indeed, It was an internship at a publishing company. I was excited to say the least. Anyways, I had missed my bus, because I had signed up for the contest. So I decided I would go ahead and walk home. On the way home ,I thought about what I would write about. All kinds of subject matter flowed through my head, but nothing seemed to keep. I then realized that my tennis shoe was untied and stopped and bent down to tie it. It was then I saw two middle aged men walk into the thick bushes. Normally, I wouldn't think anything of it, but they were dressed most peculiar. They were wairing long robes that looked like old curtains. One of the men had a long hat and carrying a small object in his hand that he was showing the other man. They seemed to be deep in converstaion. I don't know why, but I was compelled to follow them.I followed them cautuously, as the weeded in and out of the thick bushes. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but they seemed to be enthusiastic at the item the one man held. I kept my distance as I watched the men come to a complete halt. They looked around to see if anyone was watching. I hid behind the bushes quickly, before there eyes surveyed where I was. I then observed one of the men bend down and pick something up from the ground. What I saw next, I still dont know how to explain, they just disappeared, vanish poof they were gone. Needless to say I stood there in bewilderment. It wasn't possible, it was a trick, it had to be. No one could just disappear like that. I then came out from behind the bushes and rushed over to the spot, where the two men stood. I ran my hands around the brick wall wherre the stood infront of, in hopes that maybe there was a secret paasage way, you know like in the movies. I then looked at the ground and saw some small trash on the ground. There were bubblegum wrappers, a couple of bottle caps and old ripped and deteriorating paper. I suddenly had the urge to reach down and touch the items. I finally saw a shiny bottle cap pertruding out of the dirt. I reached down and lifted it up. It made my fingers tingle. It was a like licking a 9 volt battery. It didn't hurt, but it wasn't all to pleasent. Thats when it happened.
*Macy lifted up her head and looked out at the moonlight and sighed. She stood up from her desk and carried her journal over to her bed. She climbed upon it andadjusted her pillow and opened her journal and began writing once more.*
.........There was nothing special looking about the bottle cap. I was about to throw it, when I felt a sudden pull in my stomach. It was like gravity had increased,. I closed my eyes and tried to move, to no effect. I all of a sudden felt dizzy. I felt the sudden urge to puke , when it stopped. I inhaled deeply and opened my eyes. I was looking at the same same brick wall. I didn't know what had happened, all I knew is that I wasn't feeling to good and should be heading home.I went back the way I arrived. I pulled back the lkast large branch and I just stood there. I just stood there, holding the branch back, I had to be holusinating. I thought i must have cut myseslf on a rusted bottle cap or something, because I stood on the threshold of what appeared to be my insanity. The beautiful , large, green and open park was no longer there. Instead, I stood on the edge of a cobble stone road. A cobbled street, with a multitude of shops edgeing it. People of all shapes and sized, dress as odd, as the two men ,she had followed in the park. I didn't understand what was going on. I figured it miught be to the fact that I wasn't feeling well. I stepped out on the cobble stones and watched as the peole walked by, without paying me no mind.
*Macy gave a large yawn and rubbed her eyes and slid down in her bed. She placed the penin the book and foled it and placed it on her night stand. She then rolled over, closed her eyes, and let the the night sounds sing her to sleep.*
*Macy rose to the morning light and and cool crisp air that blew in from the open window. She sat up in her bed and stretched her arms and inhaled deeply.then moving over to the edge of the bed and reached down to the wooden floor and slid on her Tweety Bird slippers. Macy then stood up and gave a big yawn and went over to the wiindow. She over looked the green yard and the metal gate fence that divided her yard from her neighbors. While stratching her head and reached over to the chair beside her and grabbed her robe, then went down stairs and sat at the table in the kitchen. Her mother must have been up for hours, because bacon and eggs were nicely displayed on the table before her. A cartoon of orange juice and a carton of milk were also in the middle of the table. Macy reached over to pour her juice,as her mother came to the table, with a platter of french toast.*
"Good Morning, I am glad to see you actually got up today. How do you feel?"
*Macy gave a partial smile as she reached out and stabbed her fork into three peices of french toast.*
"I am alright. I mean I didn't think I would get the position in the first place. Kelly's story was more compelling then mine."
*Macy's mother raised her eyebrow and frowned.*
"You worked so hard on that story. I thought it was brilliant."
*Macy gave a slight chuckle.*
"Well you would, your my mother. Your bias."
*Macy's mother and she began to eat in silience. When they were done, Macy helped her mother clear of the table and then returned back upstairs to her room. When she reached her room she shut the door behind her stopped in front of the mirror. She then turned to her desk and took a seat. She lifted the cap off her pen and began to write.*
Dear Journal,................................................. May17,
Today Kelly gets her award today. I read her story and I have to admit, it was better then mine. I never thought that someone else would share the same passion as I. I got to be strong, although I am jealous. She will of course will gloat, and I cant show my feelings. I will walk up to her and give her congrats and bite my tongue.
I also dont want to see David today. He has been blowing me off, like I dont exist. I mean he broke up with me so I dont understand why he is treating me this way. Yesterday he was talking to his freinds about me. When I turned they all stopped talking and just looked at me , and when I turned to leave they began to laugh again. I wish I never went out with him.
Mark and Mindy still remain my best freinds. Although, I feel that we have run out of things to talk about. We just sit there at lunch and , we well actually eat. Anyhoo, I guess I will be going. Two weeks left till I am liberated from this High school life , I cant wait. I will be hanging with my freinds this summer and then off to school to study Lit. One day I will be a famous writer and Kelly will be jealous of me, david will not make fun of me and maybe the twins and I will have something to talk about.
*Macy closed her journal and then proceed to get dressed. She went down stairs .*
"I am leaving now, good bye mom."
*Macy could hear her mother's words coming from the back room*
"Have a good day and good luck."
"Thanks mom, bye"
*Macy then exited the house and shut the door behind her.*
Dear Journal......................................................................................................May 29
First off, let me apologize for not writing in you sooner, but so much has happened. I doubt if anyone would believe me. I am still having a hard time believing even in the possiblitiy of it. But I need to tell or I am going to explode. I dont know where to begin so I guess I shall start at the beggining. I went to school as usual, the last day I wrote to you. As I expected Kelly gloated at her award and David ignored me, and I ate at lunch while sitting next to my silent twin freinds. The day was normal I guess you could say. I was happy to find out that there was going to be an anouther wirting contest. A reall honest to goodness contest. And the prize was a prize indeed, It was an internship at a publishing company. I was excited to say the least. Anyways, I had missed my bus, because I had signed up for the contest. So I decided I would go ahead and walk home. On the way home ,I thought about what I would write about. All kinds of subject matter flowed through my head, but nothing seemed to keep. I then realized that my tennis shoe was untied and stopped and bent down to tie it. It was then I saw two middle aged men walk into the thick bushes. Normally, I wouldn't think anything of it, but they were dressed most peculiar. They were wairing long robes that looked like old curtains. One of the men had a long hat and carrying a small object in his hand that he was showing the other man. They seemed to be deep in converstaion. I don't know why, but I was compelled to follow them.I followed them cautuously, as the weeded in and out of the thick bushes. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but they seemed to be enthusiastic at the item the one man held. I kept my distance as I watched the men come to a complete halt. They looked around to see if anyone was watching. I hid behind the bushes quickly, before there eyes surveyed where I was. I then observed one of the men bend down and pick something up from the ground. What I saw next, I still dont know how to explain, they just disappeared, vanish poof they were gone. Needless to say I stood there in bewilderment. It wasn't possible, it was a trick, it had to be. No one could just disappear like that. I then came out from behind the bushes and rushed over to the spot, where the two men stood. I ran my hands around the brick wall wherre the stood infront of, in hopes that maybe there was a secret paasage way, you know like in the movies. I then looked at the ground and saw some small trash on the ground. There were bubblegum wrappers, a couple of bottle caps and old ripped and deteriorating paper. I suddenly had the urge to reach down and touch the items. I finally saw a shiny bottle cap pertruding out of the dirt. I reached down and lifted it up. It made my fingers tingle. It was a like licking a 9 volt battery. It didn't hurt, but it wasn't all to pleasent. Thats when it happened.
*Macy lifted up her head and looked out at the moonlight and sighed. She stood up from her desk and carried her journal over to her bed. She climbed upon it andadjusted her pillow and opened her journal and began writing once more.*
.........There was nothing special looking about the bottle cap. I was about to throw it, when I felt a sudden pull in my stomach. It was like gravity had increased,. I closed my eyes and tried to move, to no effect. I all of a sudden felt dizzy. I felt the sudden urge to puke , when it stopped. I inhaled deeply and opened my eyes. I was looking at the same same brick wall. I didn't know what had happened, all I knew is that I wasn't feeling to good and should be heading home.I went back the way I arrived. I pulled back the lkast large branch and I just stood there. I just stood there, holding the branch back, I had to be holusinating. I thought i must have cut myseslf on a rusted bottle cap or something, because I stood on the threshold of what appeared to be my insanity. The beautiful , large, green and open park was no longer there. Instead, I stood on the edge of a cobble stone road. A cobbled street, with a multitude of shops edgeing it. People of all shapes and sized, dress as odd, as the two men ,she had followed in the park. I didn't understand what was going on. I figured it miught be to the fact that I wasn't feeling well. I stepped out on the cobble stones and watched as the peole walked by, without paying me no mind.
*Macy gave a large yawn and rubbed her eyes and slid down in her bed. She placed the penin the book and foled it and placed it on her night stand. She then rolled over, closed her eyes, and let the the night sounds sing her to sleep.*
~to be continued~