Writings

Unknown.

I’ve always seen people’s auras ever since I was little. Living with someone who couldn’t see them made me look crazy when I wasn’t crazy, I knew of someone who could see them as well. What I was seeing they had seen too. They weren’t my age but still they told me the truth about it because I could sense it. I’ve always knew when people were lying to me about something. I just never knew what was the lie and what wasn’t. Now that I am older I can see their aura change when they are lying. It may be as small as a flicker in the aura. It normally turned a dark red almost black in one spot. I could tell that she was lying to him from a few feet away. It wasn’t something that I could change because I didn’t know the two, but I just couldn’t sit there either. So, I gotten up and walk up to them and started talking to him. He was so sweet, when he told me he wanted to finish talking to Sarah. I look at ‘Sarah’ and she is looking back and me. All I could see was evil. So, I turned towards her and challenged her with my eyes. She knew he was now under my protection. She looked taken back. She asked him if he knew me. He said no. I turned back to him and smiled sweetly saying I would like to get to know you better. His eyes lit up. She growled. I looked back at her.

“How long have you two been together?” I ask.

“Oh, we’ve been together for a long time.” She says. I laugh looking back at him.

“I wasn’t ask you, I was ask him.” He looks confused.

“We are not together right now, She wants to though.”

“Kevin please, let’s just go home and sort this out.” He laughs,

“Sort this out? You cheated on me with my own brother and had me raise his kid thinking that it was mine. How do we sort this out?” He finishes his drink and I reach out my arm and he takes it. “See you later Sarah, Tell Kara, I love and I’ll see her first thing in the morning.” We walk away.

“I’m sorry.” Is all I say. He hushes me and smiles sadly.

“I knew for a long time that she was messing around on me but I never thought that it would be him. What a shitty birthday this has turned out to be.” He dryly laughs. I stop, rutted in my place. Kyle standing at the door. Kevin looks at me and then at Kyle.

“He shouldn’t be here.” I whisper. I close my eyes.

“Who Kyle?” Kevin asks. “He’s always here around this time.” I open my eyes to see Kyle walking towards us.

“Jessie didn’t think I would see you here ever again.” He says mesmerized.

“Didn’t think I would be back after all these years?” I shot back. Kevin looks back and forth between the two of us but says nothing.

“Look Jess-”

“It’s Jessie now.” I interrupt him. “Save the broken promise for someone who wants to hear them.” I pull Kevin out of there and away from him. “I am so sorry you had to see that. It’s been a long time since I was last here.”

“Why? If you don’t mind me asking.”

“I don’t mind at all. He is why I left. I swear that I would never come back.” I say looking up at the dark sky.

“Why did you come back?” he presses.

“That’s for another time.” I smile sweetly again.

“Really? After you seen my ex you want to see me again?” My smile widens.

“Yes.”

“Jessie” Kyle says walking out of the bar. “Look, I need to tell you Xavier, has been looking for you. Be careful.” I laugh.

“He is looking for me. No, you got it all wrong I’ve been looking for him. Since I am back. I’ll see him tomorrow.” I turn and look at Kevin. I hand him my number, “Call me tomorrow night, if you want. Since Kyle will probably tell you to stay away from me, right Kyle?”

“Yeah, your nothing but trouble.”

“I hope you call. But I got to run. My sister is waiting for me. I stopped in here to get a few drinks before heading over to her place.” I say walking away from them as I turn the corner I stop to listen.

“Kyle, what’s your deal with her? She was nice.” Kyle laughs.

“Jessie is anything but nice. Please stay away from her. I’m pleading with you. Just stay with Sarah. She is safer than Jessie.”

“Sarah, is nothing to me!” he growls. “Jessie, may be in your eyes “bad” but all I can see is goodness in her.”

“Kevin, you don’t know what your getting into with her.” Kyle shots back.

“The unknown isn’t always bad.”

“This unknown is Bad”

“Pal, you’ve been hear longer than me but the one thing you don’t know is that not everyone is bad.”

“You don’t know her like I do.”

“You knew her. She said it’s been a long time since she was last here, she could’ve changed. You’d never know.” I hear footsteps towards me and run.

TO BE CONTINUED

I will be writing more on this. I think I might post again this week. This is not from a writing prompt. I came up with this one on my own. I am so happy to share this with you guys. I’ve been writing it for the last hour. I’m really happy about it. Like, Comment, Share and Follow. Have a great night and Day!

Love,

Jackie

Story Time, Writing Prompts, Writings

Ghost Story?

Your character moves into a new apartment.  On the surface, the place seemed ideal, but his/her first night there, your character discovers a terrible problem with the place that he/she didn’t take into account

As Kelly and I up the stairs to my new apartment, I notice that the apartment next to mine has DO NOT ENTER tap all over the door. Why would they put that up on the door? I just keep walking into my apartment. She walks back toward my room “There’s three-room? Your job must be really good since you don’t need a roommate.” She says putting one of the last two boxes, in the living room. “What are you doing again?” she asks walking into the room I was in.

“I am a writer. You know this.” I say turning to face her. “And I hate how I had to move to be closer to work, but I got a really good price on this place.”

“How much of a good price?”

“$775 a month.” I turn back to my desk.

She gasps again. “I didn’t realize the time. Mom’s going to kill me if I don’t get home soon.” She hugs me from behind. “I will call you when I get home. I love you, sissy. Bye.” She runs out the door. Well, now it’s just me. I start unpacking my writing room.  There was a loud sound from the living room. I grab the scissors I had been using and walk out toward the living room and see no one is there. I notice one of the boxes on the floor. Wow, sometimes I could be pardoned sometimes. Turn and walk back to the room I was working in. It took a good three more hours to unpack the whole room. Wow, it really does get dark early, well at least my bed is already set up. I walk into my room and see it isn’t set up. “Fuck,” I say. Well, it looks like I am on the floor tonight. I get my pillow and blanket. I set up a makeshift bed on the floor. As I start to fall asleep something falls in the next room. I get up to check what it is and I see a little boy in the room. “Who are you and how did you get in here?” I ask.

“You can see me?” the little boy asks. The boy looks like he can be seven years old. With dark blue eyes and reddish hair.

“Yeah can’t everyone see you?” I ask. He shakes his head no. “Why not?”

“Because I am dead.” He says and he disappeared. “no one’s ever seen me before. Expertly not a pregnant one.” He says

“I’m not Pregnant. I can’t be.” This ghost is being really rude.

“Yes, you are. I can smell it on you. And I can hear its heartbeat.” He says reappearing “And telling by the look of you are more than three months. Well, I will see you later.” He says disappearing again.

“Why do you keep doing that?” I yell.

“Will you shut it down there. People are trying to sleep.” Someone yells from upstairs. Well, I am going to have to research this place and find out what happened to the little boy. I lay back down and close my eyes but I can’t sleep because someone’s staring at me. So I roll over and see the little boy really close to my face.

“What’s your name?” I ask trying to find out something about him.

“Mama always told me not to talk to strangers.” He says.

“Okay,” I say he looks about seven years old.

“Now go to sleep before I make you.” He says disappearing again. I do as he says for fear that he will hurt me if I don’t. When I wake up, I text Kelly, ‘Kelly, something is so wrong with this apartment. I think it is haunted.’

‘Your joking right it can’t be haunted. There’s no such thing as ghosts.’ She texts back.

‘I wish I was joking…but I am not joking.’ I text back.

‘come on Jessie. I know your joking.’ she texts back

‘NO… I am not’ I text back

‘what can I do?’ she texts back; the thing is I know she ain’t believing me but I will go with it just to get her to do what I need her to do.

‘it’s a little kid about the age of seven and I need you to look up a death.” I text her.

‘Alright.’

‘Call me when you get the info’

‘Okay.’ I start trying to figure out more about the little boy in my apartment. I first search the address. 224 Southwest St, Apt. B. Blanket high, Ocean. I put into googles search. A new paper article comes up from seven years ago about a reopening. Why would they need to be reopening? I click on the article, Jay’s Apartments reopening after a very triatic death. What the hell is going on around here? I skim through it and see nothing of a seven-year-old boy in. So I close the page and start looking at some other one. When I came to the fifth one it said Seven-year-old Samul Jackson was found dead, in the apartment building that has been empty since the owner passed away four years ago. It’s Samul, I can’t believe that I am seeing him. Is it really him? “Samul? Are you here?” I say I hear a faint gasp.

“yes. How do you know my name?” I can’t tell Kelly who this is she will definitely think I am crazy.

“My name is Jessie Jackson,” I say back.

“Like my little sister?” I nod my head. “You’re so old though. It’s still 2002.” He says

“No it’s 2017 and I am 21 and you would be 21 as well,” I say as the tear fell. Just like the first time I found out my brother was missing and when they told us they found him dead, in the big city, and from that day on I found writing as my best friend. “Do you remember Kelly?” I ask. She is only three years behind us.

“Yes, I do.” He says back a little louder than last time.

“She was here with me yesterday. Helping me move into this place.” Just then it hits me again he said I was pregnant. “Am I really pregnant?” I ask.

“Yes, you are. Who is the father?” the tears come even more. “Did I say something to upset you?” I shake my head.

“He Dead Last Month,” I say putting a head over my belly. “Now I have something his family is going to try and take away from me.” I start sobbing.

“NOOOOOOOO” he screams, “I don’t want to.” He says getting really mad. “She is my sister! That’s why she can see me.” He says again. “Fine.” There a gust of wind “I will see you tonight.” And then he was gone. I called my doctor and made an appointment to see her. The earliest they could get me in was at 10:30 am and I took it. It is now 7:30 am it takes about two hours to get there from here so I need to leave very soon. As I am in the car I start thinking about some of the past things he and I used to do. I think I am going to write about them and make it into a novel. I start thinking of how I was going to do that. Time went by a lot faster than I thought it would, so I stopped down the street from my doctor’s office and got me something to eat. As I am sitting in the doctor’s office I start writing in my little notebook of things I want to write about. Like the time he and I went fishing when we were five years old. Dad finally thought we were old enough to sit still for a long time. Well looking back, he was wrong, but it was still fun. We were getting ready and I thought it would be a good idea to bring my favorite book with us so I could read to the fish. Our dad didn’t know that I brought the book and so when we got there Samul took my bag away from me because I made him mad, and though it into the water. “Jessie” the nurse calls pulling me out of my thoughts. I get up and follow her doing as she asked me to. “room three is the room we have saved for you.” She tells me. I walk back to room three and sit on the table. “The doctor will be with you in a minute.”

Sorry, this isn’t on time. The person I had editing it took longer than he said he would. So, I am so sorry. Tell me if you would like more of this story. I went out of my safe zone to write this. 

 

Writing Prompts

Writing Prompt #2

85120578fff63235016b7ddddf1d5542Sleeping has never been easy. When I hear my old pack howling every night makes sleeping even harder. I left my old pack because the Alpha was an ass and would always beat me. So, my pack mates were told they couldn’t talk to or see me because I left the pack. I am not in another pack yet. I will be heading off in a few weeks once I know that my sister won’t be hurt because of me leaving the pack.

“Jacob, I know you aren’t allowed to talk to me but please tell me you will take Sarah in as your own sister please,” I plead. Please say yes. I need to know that she will be taken care of.

“Look, Leo, please understand that she will be looked out for by the pack. With that in mind please don’t call here again,” he hangs up. Hearing him say that doesn’t help me. Something doesn’t feel right. So, I call Sarah. After three rings she picks up.

“Bubby,” she whispers.

“Is everything okay,”

“Sarah, who are you talking to,” a male asks.

“No one Xavier,” she says hanging the phone up. She’s with Xavier? Why would they be together? I call Xavier,

“Hello?” he says on the first ring.

“Xavier, please tell me you are taking care of my sister,” I demand. He laughs.

“So, you’re the one that she called,” I sigh.

“I called her. Tell me you are going to take care of her,” I’m trying to keep calm but I am starting to lose my cool.

“Why wouldn’t I take care of her, she is my mate after all,” Mate? Why didn’t he say anything before now?

“Why didn’t you say something before now,” I ask confused.

“Because she wasn’t old enough to have a mate and she had you to protect her. Now, that you are gone she needed her mate. So, here I am,” I guess I can respect that. “Now, I need to go. Alpha Rider, won’t be too happy if he finds out that I am talking to you. I just know how much you care about Sarah. That’s why I am telling you all this. Bye,” He hangs up. I set my phone on the bed and let the tears fall. I can’t believe I didn’t know my sister had a mate. I lay on the short side of the bed. Before I knew it I was sleep.

Writings

Wolfe’s Aventures.

*I can’t find the writing prompt that this came from, but I am going to post it anyways.*

“Mis. Wolfie are you in there?” The Man says from the other side of the door. there is six people with him “We are coming in.” the man says. then I hear the door open “Find her.” he says, “We need her alive and unharmed.” I wish I knew who they worked for.

“Boss she is nowhere to be found.” the woman says. thank god they didn’t look in the next room.

“She has to be here we seen her walk into this room.”

“Boss, the window was open when we came in here? could she have jumped. since she is a vampire she could make it through the four-story jump?”

“Fuck I didn’t think to put someone outside in case she went out the window.” few I thought for sure that someone seen me jump to the next window. “Let’s go.” When I see all seven of them get into the car I walk out of the and plug my headphones into my ears and start to play bartender. as I walked out of the hotel I seen my bike was still sitting outside. I love how they have no clue what I drive or how I get from place to place within days.

“Hey lady can you help me cross the road?” an old man asks me.

“Yeah why not.” I say not really caring, because I had all the time in the world. Once I helped the man across the street he handed me a five Dollar bill. “Thank you. You are so kind.”

“No problem. You helped me I will help you get lunch.”

“Thank you.” I walked across the street to my bike and went to the closest gas station and filled up. It felt good to give them the slip that easily. Could they be from my family’s work? No, I don’t think they pay someone that much to find me, I think they think I am dead because this is the first time in six years they have found me. I have been on the run for most of my life. As far as back I can remember. I have always wondered why I am running but then I remember that these people I am running from killed my mother and father. I hate being who I am. I hate to being on the run. I just want to have a normal life, where I can go to school and have friends and have a happy family one day. Bam, someone hit my bike. “Who the hell do you think you are?” I yell when I see someone getting out of the car. I try to get up but can’t move my legs.

“Why weren’t you paying attention to the cars around you?” says a man. “You could have been killed.” He yells. “You’re lucky it is just your legs.” He binds down. He goes to touch me, but I flinch away. I smell the people that were at the hotel. I start looking around to try to find where they are, but I can’t find them. “Let me take you to the hospital?” I shake my head and try to get up. “Your legs are looking really bad, let me help you.”

“No. I will be found.” I focus on where the pain is and heal it. I get up and pick up my bike. “Thank you for trying to help me.”

“I FOUND HER!” The guy yells as I hope on my bake and ride away as fast as I can.

*I don’t know why it didn’t show the story. I am so sorry about that. I know it is short but that’s all I can come up with for now. Do you like it so far? If so comment telling me what you liked about it. Don’t forget to leave a like. Also tell me if you guys would like some more.

Love,

Snappy Mouse*

 

Writing Prompts, Writings

Writing Prompt #1

Writing Prompt #1

“Jacob, Caroline and Lyle. I know what I did wasn’t something that I normally do. I just can’t sit by and watch her get abused. She needs someone to protect her.” I reason.

“I don’t care what you think she needed. If it she was meant to be protected she would be. You stepped in when you shouldn’t have.” Lyle snaps.

“Lyle, calm down. He did what he thought was right.” Caroline says putting her hand on her husband.

“Caroline, he is right, Xavier, shouldn’t have done it. It’s not in our nature to care about humans. We are supposed to make more demons, not save humans. Now we need to turn him in.”

“No. You can’t do that” Caroline says making the guys look at her. “I know what that girl is going throw. If she is like most of the girls in her situation she will become a demon to make the pain stop. So let’s see where this goes.” This can’t be good. Caroline is on my side? Lyle doesn’t seem to happy. As I was going to say something everything goes black. I’m being summoned. This can’t be good.

“How may I help you, Sarah?” I say as soon as appear.

“Can we talk?” She says softly. I smile.

“Sure. What do you want to talk about?” She looks at the window. “We can talk about anything.” I urge her on.

“I don’t want to be here anymore.” I must have looked confused when she finally looked at me. “I hate my life,” I sigh

“Look hold on till you are eighteen and you will be free of them. I promise.”

“Will you always be by my side?” Will I? Not if Lyle or Jacob turns me in. I have to gain her trust, so, I nod.

“I will always be by your side.”

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Writing Prompts

Weekly Writing Prompts

I am planning on working on a writing prompt weekly. The reason why is because this is after all a blog for my writings. How else am I going to show you how I write if I don’t post about my writings, right? So, I am going to be working on writing a story from a writing prompt. I plan on having it up on Wednesday August 29th 2018.

They will be weekly. The reason for that is because I want to spend time writing, editing and rereading. I have a week off from school starting on the 27th. So I will be spending the weekend coming up with blog posts so that all I have to do is write them. Some of them might change depending on what is going on but I want to post something daily. I am not good at spelling so I need to edit my posts before I post them. That’s all I have to say. So I guess I will end the post here.

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