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Falling Skies

                                                                Chapter One
      I looked up at the luminous sky, seeing beautiful, white, billowy clouds, my best friend Michael and I were looking for different shaped clouds.
          "That one looks like you," I said laughing. 
          "Haha no, that looks like...like...a jewelery box."  I was stunned at what he just said because it seemed to me as if it was a bird or some sort of owl.  I guess I have my imagination and he has his.  Right? 
         "Liz, Liz?"
         "Yeah? Sorry I was just um...thinking."
         "Ha, it's okay.  I have to go.  Tomorrow, here, at 3 pm?"
         "Uh, yeah, sure that's fine."
         "Okay, bye Liz!" And then he left.  I started walking back home.  My name's Lizzara, but everyone calls me Liz.  My mother had died three years ago today.  I miss her a lot.  I live with my father now, he's a regular dad.  Not rich or poor.  We have a lovely little cottage that I absolutely adore.  My room is full of floral print.  I adored floral print since I was a child.  My father always bought me stuff with floral print at the market.  And my mother once made me a dress full of floral prints, all kinds of flowers, she even put a flower in my hair when I wore the beautiful dress.  Cancer, is what killed her.  I hated to see her in that pain.  In a way, I'm glad she....left us.  Only because i hated to see her in that pain and I know that she's in a happy state in Heaven now.  She's always looking down on me.Always.  I know she is because I feel it.  Her eyes, watching my every move.  Which is amazing because i know she loves me still and cares for me.  The school I go to is called Elmkrest Middle School.  I'm in 8th grade now.  I guess one could say I'mpretty, well, they have before. I knew I got it from my mom.  She has beautiful blue eyes, pure white and straight teeth, and blonde wavy hair flowing down to her middle back.  As do I.  My father has slick black hair and is quite the skinny one.  I do not have any siblings.  Sometimes I'm glad I don't.  But sometimes i also wish i did.  My friend Michael, I met him in Preschool.  We have been close friends since.  Very close sometimes.  Telling each other things we have not told anyone else. 
                                              Like that both our mothers had died from cancer. 
        

Me: I'm over him.
Him: Hi.
Me: Kidding.

Because I'm a ninja

Falling Skies

                                                                        chapter one
      I looked up at the luminous sky, seeing beautiful, white, billowy clouds, my best friend Michael and I were looking for different shaped clouds.
          "That one looks like you," I said laughing. 
          "Haha no, that looks like...like...a jewelery box."  I was stunned at what he just said because it seemed to me as if it was a bird or some sort of owl.  I guess I have my imagination and he has his.  Right? 
         "Liz, Liz?"
         "Yeah? Sorry I was just um...thinking."
         "Ha, it's okay.  I have to go.  Tomorrow, here, at 3 pm?"
         "Uh, yeah, sure that's fine."
         "Okay, bye Liz!" And then he left.  I started walking back home.  My name's Lizzara, but everyone calls me Liz.  My mother had died three years ago today.  I miss her a lot.  I live with my father now, he's a regular dad.  Not rich or poor.  We have a lovely little cottage that I absolutely adore.  My room is full of floral print.  I adored floral print since I was a child.  My father always bought me stuff with floral print at the market.  And my mother once made me a dress full of floral prints, all kinds of flowers, she even put a flower in my hair when I wore the beautiful dress.  Cancer, is what killed her.  I hated to see her in that pain.  In a way, I'm glad she....left us.  Only because i hated to see her in that pain and I know that she's in a happy state in Heaven now.  She's always looking down on me. Always.  I know she is because I feel it.  Her eyes, watching my every move.  Which is amazing because i know she loves me still and cares for me.  The school I go to is called Elmkrest Middle School.  I'm in 8th grade now.  I guess one could say I'm pretty, well, they have before. I knew I got it from my mom.  She has beautiful blue eyes, pure white and straight teeth, and blonde wavy hair flowing down to her middle back.  As do I.  My father has slick black hair and is quite the skinny one.  I do not have any siblings.  Sometimes I'm glad I don't.  But sometimes i also wish i did.  My friend Michael, I met him in Preschool.  We have been close friends since.  Very close sometimes.  Telling each other things we have not told anyone else. 
                                              Like that both our mothers had died from cancer. 
        
 
                                                                              [chapter 2 coming soon]
                                                                              [please comment if you like chapter 1]
                                             

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I really don't like witty now a days.......i just don't like seeing people fight and get all over each other. It's so different than before.