ONCE BLA UPON BLA A BLA TIME

Okay, seriously,  I am really close to putting a ten in the place of that eight. Just so you know. Now, here's a little,  fairy tale. 

                  Once there was a princess who was born bla bla bla, and the King and Queen were good, but made choices that were always a little stupid, so the fairies always hated them, bla bla bla, and a fairy cursed the baby that on her 10th birthday she would be stapling a story she had written, and she would get a  staple in her finger and die, bla bla bla... Luckily they caught her and she lowered it to an eight-year sleep. Then she dissolved into ashes. But, when she turns into ashes, she's just leaving a little something to remind them of her curse. .The queen screamed, bla bla bla.
                 Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you bla bla bla bla bla bla, it was Princess Beauty's birthday, bla bla bla. Not any old birthday, her 10th birthday. Bla bla bla, after the party, Princess Beauty went to the largest bedroom you'd ever be in. It was her's. She shared it with her sixteen other sisters. The thirteen boys shared another room. Her other fifteen siblings are either at college, or married. Any way, every girls' section was divided. She was the eighth sister in that huge room.  She went to her desk, bla bla bla, "I finished my story! Yay! Bla bla bla, bla bla!" She stapled it. "OWOWOW! BBBLLLAAA!" And she fell, slowly, blaly, blablabla, bla bbla.  When they found her, they were terrified, blaaa. . . and so eight years passed. But, she was growing more womanly in her sleep. She learned more and accelerated, till, she was sleeping, but she was wiser than her parents.
                She finally woke up, and went on with her life, parents rejoicing, bla bla bla. Until one day, a young man came to the castle. He was as old as Beauty, and as wise. He was Prince Handsome, and he had been robbed while traveling home from hunting. He had gone there, fallen in love, proposed, and gotten married. All the while his parents aware. They traveled to his land, and there they lived.


                                                                       THE END

Contiuing ogre and fairy story

 

CHAPTER 8

A MAP OF WHAT TO GO THROUGH

            The girls were very afraid. First, they would have to go through the Valley of  Storm, where Storm and Wind, Rain and Hail fought over who is the mightiest. Once they passed through there, (if they passed through there), they had to cross the Plains of Peril, where the Mist of Mortification lives. The Mist of Mortification tells your most embarrassing moments of your life. And worst of all, you can’t block out the voice of the Mist. It is saying out and inside your head so everyone can hear it. Nobody knows how to block out the sound of the terrifying voice. Most who have to pass through these Plains of Peril wander off in shame. If they succeeded in passing through, they had to find through the Path of Parolization, where you had to find your own way, because there was a deep mist in which nobody could see. And to make matters worse, there were mysterious voices who whispered all different directions. At that point, you would find the Mountains of Monsters, were all the beasts of the world lived, including the Witch of Wicked Works. They knew the rout, and followed, each adventure very surprising, but scary at the first.

CHAPTER 9

ADVENTURE #1

STORM, WIND, RAIN, HAIL

It was loud. Really loud. Storm was striking the hail, trying to make hail fail to work. Wind was trying to blow out rain. Hail was trying to rule out rain, splashing the drops of delicate dew. Rain was trying to shatter the blowing air of wind. All it was, was fight, fight, fight. Man, It was not fun to have to cross that 96 mile place of loudness. When they entered the land, Nala said, “Do we honestly have to cross this? Oh, I wish the rout were more lovely than this,” “Well, it is the only way to go and save Orian, so we can do it, right?” Anlie bravely and hopefully said. They flew, walked, and crawled through the ear piercing land. It was pure torture. When they were approximately 72 miles, Nala and Anlie couldn’t stand the loudness any longer. Nala screamed, “shi-ya!” While Anlie yelled, “Porkantal!” Which were both words for stop it, or be quiet. Immediately, Storm, Wind, Rain, and Hail were silent. Silent as the dead. Nala and Anlie turned back. The gigantic rain cloud ceased to rain, the wind seemed to be frozen, the hail was stuck in mid-air, an storm was a huge blur of  well, frozen storm. They once again were on their way, only, in peace and quiet. No one had accomplished to silent the quarreling weathers. And yet, it was so simple. Learn from this story, that when something seems so difficult, sometimes, it is so easy.

       CHAPTER 10

ADVENTURE #2

PLAINS OF PERIL/MIST OF MORTIFICATION

           

            The land was hideous. Instead of a regular plain, with a big old meadow, it was a very plain land. No flowers, no grass, just hardened and cracked old dirt. And to have to walk and fly over it with bear feet! And the sky wasn’t clear or blue at all!It was covered by a certain mist. Nala and Anlie were sure Hell wasn’t far away.

            They started in silence. Then, they herd faint whispers. “Anlie once kissed a tree, getting ready to have to kiss her Aunt Corabelle! Hea Haa Haa.”  “I didn’t do it!” cried poor Anlie. But, she had. “HA! Nala once kissed an ogre!” Anlie yelled over the Mist, “I didn’t know you actually kissed him!” And so it went on.

            When Nala and Anlie couldn’t handle the horror, they yelled, “SHIYA!” Nothing happened. The Mist didn’t stop. They tried to think. “Ah! Dear, dear Mist, will you be ever so polite and kind as you are, as to stop telling these fascinating stories of us?” Nala said in her polite voice.

            Silence. “Thank you ever so much; your kindness is the token of our trip. Goodbye.” 

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Hey, romance lovers, have I got a story for you. I wrote it myself.
                       THE STORY OF ROBERT AND JENNIISA

“Mother, I had a terrible day at work.”

         Robert Flinnagoran  was a single twenty one year old. He worked at the local Tallahassee library.  His father had died two years ago, so he lived with his mother in the Terrific Tallahassee apartment complex. He had been engaged two years ago, but something had happened that day. “I saw Jenniisa.”

         Wait, I forgot, you do not know the story of Robert, so I will tell you.

         Two years ago, Robert Flinnagoran was walking to class at Collage of Education, University of Florida, a Hawaiian-looking girl was clearly late to class, all walking quickly. Suddenly, a bunch of her papers that she was loaded with, fell. Rob ran on instinct, helping to pick up papers. When they were almost done, their hands met on the last paper. They looked up, the girl picking the paper up. “Miss, what is your name,” Rob said, entranced in the beauty of this tropical – not to mention tanned girl. “Jenniisa Kealoha. Thank you for helping,” Beautiful Jenniisa replied, blushing. To end the awkward silence, “ I have to go. I’m almost late for class.” And she ran off. Later, they bumped into each other. And no matter what, Robert would never stop “bumping by pure chance into her”. Soon, they started dating. On one date, they became engaged. By that time, Robert Flinnagoran was a traveling doctor-in-training.

         One day, he had to go treat Scarlet Fever in Australia.

         He was gone for five months treating this person. It turned out that the reason that this person still didn’t get better, was because  Rob got Scarlet Fever, and HIS doctor got it, so he didn’t get better before a year was over. After a year and three months, he had only a cough left.  By then, his to-be bride was somewhere in Paris. He tried to find her, but little did he know that his darling was being treated in the hospital for a paralyzed leg. She wrote, but he was sick, and treating Scarlet Fever, so nobody let letters pass, and there was no phone.

         He called her best friend, but she didn’t know Jenniisa’s location and so he supposed that his sweet heart was helping her dear fragile mother. When he got to her, the house was bare. When he learned this, he called his mother. Jenniisa’s mother had died long ago.

         He went home and had a good cry. And when he was himself, only melancholy, he quit the doctor business for sadness, but ended up looking for a job.

         Finally he found a job at a library. He was to be the “librarian at the desk”.

         Now, back to present time.

         “Oh?” replied mother, all of the sudden snapping up from her knitting, something she never does unless she is intensely interested in something, like she does when somebody decides to write a letter. “There is something worth while doin’. Just all this new technology. P-mailing and pastebook.”

         “Yes. She was in a wheelchair. She’s more beautiful than ever.” Flinnagoran sighed. “When she looked at me, you know what she did? She pounded me with the book she was checking out. She was getting Moby Dick, and do you know how heavy that book is?” He told the story in those exact words.

         The next day, he went to work and saw Jenniisa with a cast on her leg. She ran to him stumbling  a bit. When she almost reached him she fell, him catching her. “I am so sorry for pounding you. Ever since I went home, I felt terrible. At the doctor, I cried as they put the cast on because I loved you terribly. So I made up my mind to wait here for you. Oh, I am so sorry. You didn’t come, and when I saw you……….I was just never prepared to meet you again……you didn’t come. I thought you had changed your mind on me, and I was so upset. But when I saw you, I knew nothing had changed. Why didn’t you come? When I was in Paris, why didn’t you call? Why didn’t you write?” sobbed Jenniisa. “Sweet, there is much to say, and……..” started Robert, but was interrupted and fired for “smooching” on the job. Rob and Jenniisa went to his car, and drove home. When they got at his home, Rob explained, and they became re-engaged.

        

                                    EPILOGUE

        

         The wedding was beautiful. Now they are mother and father of two pairs of triplets, four pairs of twins, one group of quadruplets, and one boy who was born by himself. (All the others are girls.) Once in a while they get frustrated with all these kids, but it’s all good. They are a wonderful family. And if by chance, you want to know the stories from their mouths, they live in a gigantic house in Maine, and sometimes in a gigantic house in Hawaii.

Your feelings

 Whenever you are feeling,
A little down in the dumps,
Your heart is sinking,
As it does it's pumps.

Whenever you are feeling,
Happy as can be,
Are you usually,
Around ME?

Tick tock

 Tick tock,
Goes the clock,
On the windowsill.

 Tick tock,
Goes the clock,
It asks me a question,
And I say,"I will!"

my ogre and fairy story

 

                           Prologue

Once, long ago, when the universe  did incredible things, on a magical planet, magical things lived. You could see space from this planet.
       Dragons, giants, imps,  fairys, ogres, all of the magical creatures lived on this planet, called, Waganes.
     Once on Waganes, there lived a fairy ,  and an ogre. The fairy's name, was Nala. Nala was a quite elegant fairy. She lived in the Enchanted Forest. She had long, golden hair that, when she flew high, her hair barely  touched the ground, and when she flew low, her hair would rake the leaves gracefully. Her long golden dress covered her bare feet. Her shouders showed, and she had beautiful, smooth white skin.  She had blue green eyes
She knew right from wrong, and was very obedient, but daring. She was eightteen. Of course, she was small. She had a cute twinkling voise.The ogre was nineteen years old. He had avacado skin, and it was surprisingly smooth. He was also bald. He had a nice smile in his eyes. He had rags as clothes (of course). He was also, daring, and adventurous. He lived in the Marvelous Mountains. Orian was his name.
                                               CHAPTER 1   THE ARGEUMENT

On the other side of Marvelous Mountains, is Depths of Despair, and on the other side of  the Enchanted Forest, is Wonderfull Works
          Once, Nala was on her way to Depths of Despair, and Orian was on his way to Wonderful Works. Now, fairies and ogres are raised to hate ogres, and ogres are raised to hate fairies.                                                                                                                                    

            Suddenly, Nala  saw an ogre  stomping right towards her! Orian saw a fairy which was floating right towards him! Despite  this, they kept going, supposing the other would  turn back. They kept going until they were face to face with each other. “ Get away and let me pass to Depths of Despair,” Nala said, with pride, and with her head held high.

“ Step aside, and let me get to Wonderful Works; or I’ll crush you like a mule,” Orian said, growling  with disrespect for the little fairy. “ And why, may I ask you, do you wish to pass there?” Nala asked, again with pride and head held high. “ There, you can get the best Blood Sauce. Why are you floating to Depths of Despair?”  Orian  disrespectfully replied. “ To fetch Poppy Tomalies,” Nala boasted. “Now then, get on with your dirty work; and carry on,” “Now you get on with your life, and buy your trashy food,” Orian mocked. Then they parted with broken pride.

                                                CHAPTER 2   FOUND LOVE

            About three hours later, while Nala was chatting with her best friend, Annlie about how disrespectful ogres were, they heard a powerful, and low yell. This startled the girls, and they looked in the direction of the yell. They were looking in the direction of the Castle of Dirosh. Dirosh was the most powerful dragon in the area. Nala had forgotten that she had a basket of food for the dragon. Every day someone is assigned to bring Dirosh food. Dirosh was too lazy to hunt. So he always told people to bring him even just a little food. so today was Nala’s turn. “ I’m sorry, Ann. Dirosh might be yelling because I’ve  forgotten to give him his food,” Nala said anxiously. “All right ;” Ann said, jokingly. “You have my permission to go.” Nala smiled. She went and fetched the basket, and set off.

            When she got to the castle, she checked in the window. There, fighting the dragon, was the ogre who had spoken so rudely to her! Suddenly, at the very back of her mind, she heard a distinct voice, saying, “Help him. You know you love him. You remember that you had felt sorry after you had spoken rudely to him. Help Him. Make it up to him.” “You know what?” she whispered to  herself, “I will.” and with that, she climbed through the window, and zapped a force field around him, just about when Dirosh was going to bite him. Dirosh suddenly realized that there was a force field around his prey, so he glared at Nala, and crawled towards her. She became so frightened, that she accidentally set the force field off. Suddenly, Orian  pounced on Dirosh, and  squeezed his neck, and made him suffacate. That was the last of him. There was a very long silence. Nala was the first to speak. “Thank you for saving me,” She accidentally blushed. “Oh, no. Thank you. You saved me first. What ever made you do what you did?” Orian  bashfully said. “I felt bad for being rude to you. I decided to make it up to you.” “Funny, same here.” They then realized that they had loved each other. They decided that they would walk and talk around the lake. Right in the middle of a conversation, Nala’s mother called to her, telling her that she needed to do her chores. Nala hung her head in frustration. Orian lifted her head up. “Hey,” He started. “Will you meet me here, tomorrow at noon?” she smiled and nodded. She then floated off to her mother and father.

                                    CHAPTER 3 ATTACK!

            Over the next few months, they met each other every day. They became more and more in love. Each day was a strain to get away from home to see each other. All through the morning each day, they tried to slip away. Nala’s  parents’ said she was going through a faze. Orian’s parents’ said he always  needed fresh air in the morning. After they got together, the rest of the day they were content.

            One morning, when they got together, they heard a faint laugh. It was a shrill laugh, like a witch’s. A moment later, they  saw a black streak across the sky. Nala twisted her tiny fingers. She wasn’t so good around witches. Of course, in some spells she could overcome witches, but witches had a potion that killed fairies. Only if they didn’t know the S.S.C. (Secret Signing Code). Nala knew the S.S.C., but still she was worried, because witches had potions for the most powerful creatures. Ogres were one of the most powerful.

            Suddenly, the witch landed. “Shoo. Scat. Get away. Why are you here?” Orian growled. “He he he. Not a chance I’m going. I’m here because you two lovers killed my darling. How dare you speak so disrespectfully to the Witch of Wicked Works,” WWW snapped. Suddenly, the “warriors” heard a vibration, and a bubbly sound coming from the witch’s cauldron hanging from her broom, containing the fearful potions. “ Grr. Why did my sister have to text me right now?” the witch growled. (Phones were made then. Phones were shipped over to earth, taken apart, and then, we simply stole the idea). The witch went over to her cauldron, and fetched her phone. It started to ring. So she turned her back on them, and spoke, probably to her  sister. Mean while, Orian slowly and quietly, picked up a nearby log, aimed, and threw it, right at the witch, at her shoulder, right when she got off. “ YOU TALL, UGLY WRENCH! I’LL GET YOU FOR THIS! AND AS FOR YOU MY PRITTY, YOU’LL  GET IT TOO! YOU TWO KILLED MY BOY-DRAGON-FRIEND! I’LL GET YOU FOR THIS, IF IT’S THE LAST THING I DO!” she outraged, clutching her shoulder, where Orian had hit her. She got on her broom, gave one last menacing glare over her shoulder, and swooped off into the sky.

                                                CHAPTER 4

               RELATIONSHIP

            “Oh, Orian, I am frightened. She can do no harm to me, but she can do harm to those around me, including you. Oh, she could take my most prize possessions, my family, my friends, you, oh, help,” she cried. “hey, it’s cool so far, okay? She can do no harm for now. She’s hurt. How can she do magic if she’s injured?  Calm down, calm down. It’s okay,” Orian soothed, trying to calm the sobbing Nala.

            finally, after about three minutes, Nala shed her last tears, wiping them away. “ I- I wanted to know- are we really in love?,” the thinking Nala  thoughtfully said. “Well, now to think about it, think about all the things we’ve done. You saved me, and I saved you, so, well, I think so,” Orian  said, surprised at the odd question. “Nala, your friend, Anlie, is over, she wanted to do some stuff with you!” Nala’s  ma called. “oh, COMING! I’m very sorry, I, sorrowfully have to write a report about how, ‘nasty’ ogres are,” she said, as she hung her head in sorrow because she had to write a report on “nasty” ogres. “Hey, you’re supposed to hate me, I’m supposed to hate you. But, fate brought us together, right? I mean, again, I saved you, and you, saved me, so, it’s equal. And, you know, I know you don’t hate me, so, It’s fine. At the most, just try to get a good grade on this, okay?” he said, very reasonably. Nala smiled, nodded and then, started to turn, then, strangely enough, Orian stopped her, and asked, “Can you put yourself to my size?” Then it was Nala’s turn to look confused. She then turned around mumbled some words, then, disappeared in a cloud of smoke. A second later, Nala once again, appeared, this time, Orian’s size. She slowly walked toward him, then halted, in front of him. “Before you go-we’ve been together awhile, have we not?” with a nod of Nala’s head, he continued, “- I wanted to give you a gift,” he nervously said. With that, he leaned over, and kissed Nala on the cheek. Nala grinned, turned herself back to her normal size, and went home, looking back, still smiling.

                        CHAPTER 5

            WORLD OF LIGHT

            There is a story I must tell in order to explain how Nala and Orian helped the world be a much lighter one.

                                                 Lighter World

            Once, ninety~nine thousand and ninety~nine  centuries ago, fairies and ogres actually got along. Actually, the king ogre and the queen fairy were best of friends. They actually were thinking of getting married. Together, everyone made a lighter world. Then, a witch befell them, for she was angered for the cause of, her sister won, when she was competing against the witch. The witch destroyed the city of witch the fairies and the ogres shared. They blamed the coming of the witch on the other. For this cause, they parted a part of land, not in the city. In order to completely lighten the world, an ogre and a fairy have to kiss in the ruins of the city.

                       

                                                CHAPTER 6

                        REVENGE

            The next day, they met again. Nala was in ogre size. Strangely, they felt like someone was watching them, just waiting to pounce. They decided to look around, checking to see if someone was doing so. But, before they could do anything, physically, they got pulled together, and kissed each other on the cheek, and stared lovingly into each other’s eyes. For a few minuets, they couldn’t snap out of it. Suddenly, out of the blue, the witch that had attacked them jumped out. “Ha! That’s been long enough being lovers. Say bye bye to each other,” she madly yelled. “ yea, that’s right, both of you will sorrow parting. You, my avocado, you will be killed, and you my pretty, will sorrow, just like I did. You two, I’m being awfully nice, letting you say goodbye. Okay, don’t look at me like I’m crazy. They say you hit me on the head too. That’s why I’m being ‘crazy’,” she-again- said crazily. It took a minuet to recollect what was happening. When the ogre and the fairy realized, they looked mournfully into each other’s eyes’. Nala silently started to cry. The tears rolled down her cheeks. Orian’s shoulders sagged. His eyes’ shone, but with tears. Out of the blue, the witch knocked Orian out. Then, he fell to the ground. The witch scooped him up. “Noooooooooooooooooooooo!” Nala screamed. Then she burst out in tears. The witch grimaced. (That’s the witch’s way of grinning). Then the witch got on her broom, and pushed off. Somehow, the weight of the ogre didn’t matter.

                        CHAPTER 7

            READY FOR ADVENTURE?

           

That day, Nala arrived at home, with a tear stained face. Annlie was waiting. She was actually excited. “We got an A plus on the report! What’s the matter? Was one of the ogres rude?” Anlie said when she saw Nala. “ I’m going far away to save one of the Witch of Wicked Works. I need someone to accompany me on my journey. I have a secret love. An ogre who’s name is Orian. Don’t look at me like I’m stupid. It’s very important to me. He was the ogre who I had an argument with. He’s the one who yelled. He’s why I keep on running away. I love him,” she explained. For the next few minuets, they talked about it. Anlie agreed that she would go with her, and she even got to like the sound of him. So they went to talk to their parents. They said it was very extremely important. They mentioned that they might not  be coming back. Their parents agreed to let them go. The girls packed their stuff, said their sorrowful goodbyes.

They were on their way to save an ogre.