QUTTING AND STARTING A NEW BLOG

Hey Readers,
I've changed the main purpose of this blog. It will be removed so somebody else can take the name. Im starting a new blog called 'Escape From Your Chains' it will be escapefromyourchains.blogspot.co.uk Please join so you can get the latest tales fresh from my imagination. Since im shot for time, I will update with the latest installments every Friday, or after im done with homework.

Sorry 'bout the no posts! Needing More Assistance!

Hey Jammers,

Im really sorry I haven't posted, its just I dont have any time anymore, but im still planning Olivia's life. Since im not able to post as often as I like, im asking for more help so you guys dont need to see the same page all the time. It would be really helpful if there was someone to help me write stories or write other sections.

PEACE OUT

Hi everyone! Pinkie is back and better than ever! :) 

Me and GJ are going to talk about how to improve the blog.

Tell your friends about GJ's blog! (She owns it, I post on it)

Thank you! I'll be posting soon :)

Icy Universe: HalfBlood

The next month was hard. The words her BFF said kept ringing in her head...
"I will take your first born kit"
Those words kept running circles in her mind.

RedFeather had announced that in a weeks time the kits were to be living breathing creatures, so, Sir Gilbert and Greely were called in, as well as RiverClan (from Secrets), WindClan and ThunderClan. With 3 extra Clans, more space was required. Olivia and CaptainGut had dug out a bunny borrow style emergency den that could take 10 Clans if necessary. Greely and Sir Gilbert had sat outside the KitDen and waited for the birth, and the socalled BFF of Olivia to arrive.

Olivia received a call from her Mom, asking her to visit and since there was meat to be bought, Olivia decided to go. After she bought the meat, she headed to her parents house. Inside, they seated her down,
"Olivia," her mother said, slightly shaking,
"Your adopted." There was an awkward silence, her father took her hand and pushed something rounded into it, it was a ring.
"It was your parents, we dont know if it was your mothers or your fathers. the note said give it to her when shes 13"
"What note?"
"The note that was with you when the adoption agency took you in" her parents chimed.
Olivia stammered a goodbye then left.

Walking down the street, Olivia absent mindedly bumped into Luna, and dropped her ring. The ring Olivia dropped was a replica of Lunas, except smaller. Luna saw Olivia's ring and noticed something she felt before while hanging out with Olivia, they looked the same.
It only took Luna to remove her gothic makeup to realize they were twins.
"That means..." Luna trailed off before grabbing Olivia's hand and making a dash to her house, a old castle-like house atop a hill. Once inside her house Luna knocked on the door to her fathers study, he allowed them to enter. He saw olivia, and rather supriseidly stammered a hello.
"Dad, as you know this is Olivia. Well..."
She put up the chain to which her ring was attached to and took up Olivia's hand, to which, exposing the rings. Her fathers mouth was hanging open.
"I never thought you'd find out..." he whispered inwardly,
"Find out what?" the sisters chimed,
" That your both twins."
......
"Well if we are twins, whos are father?" The was a short pause and tension crackled in the air, Luna's father looked awkwardly down at his leather shoes, refusing to look at them,
"Oh. My. God."


Olivia sat down and she was briefed on the fact she is a vampire, a incredibly rare form, and so was Luna. Olivia's stomach lurched at this thought and she almost puked, he father seeing she had turned green, asked what was wrong, and in reply she answered just stomach pains.
"I've got to go home now,"
"Cant you stay for dinner?"
"Er..."
"Shes got to go check on her Clan"
Olivia nudged Luna,
"Your Clan?"
"Yeah, I got sucked into a portal to a alternet universe and I got a Clan and stuff, since its winter and its freezing, theres no prey so I have to buy meat and bring it back." She held up a bag,
"Well, I'm happy to meet your Clan."
Before they left, Olivia made an excuse to go to the toilet, there she called Captain Gut, she explained about how Luna and her father were coming and to get the Clan into the old dens.
Back in Jamaa, the wolves from ShadowClan glared icily and growled at their soon to be enemies, Olivia shook her head to indicate that will be in the near future and they know nothing of what to come. She gave Luna and her father a tour of the basecamp, leaving out the emergency den, and they went to resign in Olivia's home. CaptainGut was sitting on the sofa watching a football game (American) and leaped up when the Wild Wolves beat the Black Panthers,
"Hey Olivia!"
"Hey Caps, this is my sister and my dad."
There was a long awkward silence, until it was broken by NightPaw rushing in and jumping up and down on the spot repeating,
"Im gonna be a apprentice!"
and everybody burst out laughing. Lilly and Jasmin walked in and casually said hey and dropped on the couch to watch a documentary about wolves.
"Whats this about being an apprentice?" Her father as curiously,

"Well, theres stages in Clans. The kit is basically a baby and youngster. The Warrior is the adult and Elders are well, the elderly."
"So what are you?"  Luna asked confused,
"Im the Clan leader, anybody whos name ends in 'star' is the leader. My warriorname is IceStar. Your warriorname would be MidnightFang, and dad, your warriorname would be..." She stared at him for a minute rubbing her chin, "BlackFeather, since your always wearing darky type clothes." She grinned. "Wanna meet the Clan?"
"Sure I guess"
Olivia stepped out onto the ledge infront of her door, turned into a arcticwolf and howled. The Clan slowed flowed out of their dens and looked at Olivia.
"This is Luna, my sister, and my dad." She gave a look so as they know not to looked as shocked. IronClaws and StoneHeart came up and introduced themselves, took the meat and went into the KitDen. NightPaw introduced himself to the new twolegs, went and sat with the crowd, then NightmareMoon came and introduced herself, and so on until the whole Clan were introduced to the newcomers. After Olivia's father and sister left, the whole Clan, Greely, Sir Gilbert, WindClan, ThunderClan and RiverClan sat in the emergency den,
"Are you being serious?" Greely growled, anger shadowing his voice, "They cannot be your family, you'll have to kill them -"
"I'll only have to kill Luna, not my father. That reminds me..." She grabbed her phone and called her father,
"Hello Mr. Jackson, I just want to say, Luna becomes evil in the future and she wants to... how do I put it, murder me -" The phone on the other line fell silent,
"Visit me now Olivia, bring your deputies and a few warriors and Captain Gut"
"Err, okay." She took NightmareMoon, RainStalker and SandFeather, alone with StoneHeart and IronClaws, CaptainGut, Lilly and Jasmin tagged along
Standing at the steps of the old mansion, it appeared that way, the ten youths glanced sideways at each other, casting fearful looks. Finally, Olivia pressed the doorbell. They were greeted inside by mr. Jackson,
"So, tell me all about this 'future evil' and all,"
he didn't look very old, maybe in his early thirties,
"Well -" Before she could continue, IronClaws spoke up, speaking in fast, quick paced words, told the story of how the Olivia was a soon-to-be-mother and how Luna visited her and gave her the frightful message. StoneHeart's mouth hung open. Olivia twiddled her thumbs,
"I get it. So what? You've got to end her life or something, I understand." They all gaped at him
"I had to do something similar to it, since im a HalfBlood"
"What, like the ones from the Percy Jackson books?" He nodded his head,
(by this time I was thinking she could be all like, "Omigod" and start flapping her arms and jumping up and down) She stared at him,
"Well in that case, do you have any weapons?" he nodded again and led them to the weapon chamber.

After a good hours worth of raiding, the wolves had stuffed numerous amounts of weapons into the furpockets, leaving the walls and chests bare. In camp, Olivia gave the swords to the warriors, making sure to tell them not to damage them, since they were her fathers.

Hours later, Olivia sat in the KitDen, talking to StoneHeart, doubled over, the air knocked out of her lungs, as she went into labour.

JOIN THE ROLEPLAYING!

Hey Jammers,

I've created a Roleplaying page so you guys can roleplay! Please sign up so theres some interesting stuff to do around here (more a less, for me!) How to sign up is on the page, so sign up today!

#ROLEPLAY!!

I Might Quit.

Hi People Who Care To Read This Post,

Since nobody looks, comments or even READ my stories, I might quit. Im wasting my life putting effort into my writing and nobody even CARES about reading them, whats the point in writing them if nobody ever READS them. Im getting really ticked off about this so Im gonna quit unless theres a change. Theres only 6 days until I start school again so I hope I havn't wasting ALMOST A YEAR writing for nobody to read my stories. Farewell AJPR and Jamaas LoreClub, until I next time,

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

Hey Jammers!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

I hope you've had a WONDERFUL time this year. I've had a rough year, making new friends, losing some and some other things. In order to keep the blog updated and tended to, please share with others and join our team (not like become an author, but you can if you want to) Please check out my Youtube channel since im currently working on 4 AJMV's (here) Enjoy your new year!

Icy Universe: Rising Thunder

WELCOME to the Great Project!!!!

Due to laziness, I will write the Great project in parts.
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Hope you enjoy this Christmas special!

All was silent apart from the laughter that rang out in the StoneClan camp. Only two were wide awake, having some fun of their own. But next door, an unhappy couple tossed and turned in their bed. That couple were IronClaw and StoneHeart.
The laughter came from Olivia and CaptainGuts room. The unhappy couple, unknown to the rest of the Clan, got out of their bed to see what their leaders were doing. StoneHeart knocked on the timber door. From inside the cozy home, Olivia called
"Just a second!"
IronClaws, being the moody wolf he is, muttered
"I dont have time for this!"
And almost threw the door off its hinges. Olivia, startled, awkwardly covered herself with her arms and tail, turned into a hawk and flew to Canyons Pathway.
Back at camp, StoneHeart and IronClaws were glued to the spot, shellshocked at the scene that had just unravled before their eyes.
StoneHeart stammered an apology, grabbed IronClaws' paw and dragged him next door.
Through the wall, CaptainGut heard the argument, you moody this, be patient that. There was a short pause.
"But baby"
He took her paws before continuing,
"Its who and what I am"
StoneHeart let go of his paws, went to the ledge outside and sat on it. Her hindpaws dangling below. IronClaws came and sat by her.
"Look," he said,
"You know how hard its been for me. What with MidnightTalon being turned into a Phantom by The Phantom King and learning she has a mate T.P.K's son." He paused before saying,
"Buts its getting better, as long as I've you"
IronClaws finally said smiling. StoneHeart turned and gazed into is bright, golden eyes before admitting,
"I know, I love you. And im behind you every step of the way."
She gave him a peck on the cheek, hugged him and went on a night hunt, hoping to catch something.
Back in Canyons Pathway, Olivia had decided to stay for awhile. The snow had brought back many memories of the life she had left. CaptainGut emerged, sorrow played his face. He explained how BloodFang, a BloodClan queen, had returned from a meeting with BloodStar, her mate, to find one of her kits dead, and leaning over him was BlackClaws.
The dead kit was StormKit, a beautiful light-grey he-wolf his sea blue eyes were always ablaze with stars.
Once hearing this tragic information Olivia turned into her warrior cheetah and bolted through to the camp.
In the camp, BloodFang was hunkered down, her face in her paws, crying sorrowfully. Comforting her was FoxThorn, a sleek fox looking he-wolf.
Olivia carried the three kits to the KitDen to warm them up. Once she returned, she asked BloodFang to come into her den.
"Err... sorry 'bout the mess...." She quickly grabbed the stuff and shoved it into the wardrobe.
"So, explain in full what happened. The more you give the more we got." BloodFang told the story again, but this time she gave light on something unknown to the clans,
"I dont get why BlackClaws would do that, afterall he is kin" Olivia, drinking a mug of hot chocolate, immediately spat out the contents in her mouth.
"He's your brother! Well, it must be a power thing. Who would kill their kins kit?"
"Well, im not really sure. But, I've got to go feed the kits now. Bye, and thank you, really, thank you for letting me stay here."

The next month was hard, the snow had been piling up in Jamaa, and Olivia had began growing in size. By now, her scent had changed and it was of obvious concern to her, her deputies and CaptainGut of a needed explanation and a visit to RedFeather's den.

RedFeather had easily pointed out the reason of her mounting in size, once hearing of the awkward situation that had previously occurred. Olivia was going to be a mother.

She muttered something under her breath before storming out towards her den. Grabbing her pair of Dre. Beats headphones she set off to Jamaa. Harry caught up with her just before she left the camp,
"You goin' Jamaa?"
"Yea"
"Can I come? I havn't seen much other than what I saw on our way through.
"Sure"
They padded in silence for what seemed like forever until Harry said,
"StarrySkies told me that when a she-wolf is larger and her scent changes, she's you know..."
"Yep"
"Your scents both changed are you..."
He made a bloted fat dude sign. Olivia looked at him,
"What do you think?"
"Yes?"
"Right. happy now?"
Again, they padded in silence for another minute before reaching Siperia Forest,
"We meet here in 30, kay?"
Harry nodded.

Olivia set off towards Jamaa Township where she'd then  go to Mt. Shivver and Harry, unsure of where to go, followed her to J.T (Jamaa Township). He entered Jam Mart Clothing and bought a sword for the price of 10 gems due to the face the shop assistant thought he was cute. Upon exiting J.M.C (Jam Mart Clothing) and walking the short distance to the Diamond Shop, he saw StarrySkies kissing Night Storm, a black hewolf (duh!) with greeny-grey eyes. He saw Harry, stepped back and tripped over a kit. StarrySkies, shocked, said weekly
"Harry, im sorry, please..."
but her final words were drowned out by the buzz in J.T for Harry had already left.

Racing to reach the top of Mt. Shivver, Harry had plenty of time to think why StarrySkies would break his heart, and to how long this 'affair' was going on. Once he got to the top, Olivia was sitting on the tip of the great mountain.
"Um, Olivia, we've got to go"
"Fine"
They flew back to camp and went their separate ways, Olivia to her den and Harry to the top of the great oak tree in the center of camp.


Later that night, Olivia had forsaw a great battle, but the reason for this battle was unknown. An evil cackle echoed around the camp, waking its residents. The warriors grabbed their weapons and leaped out their den, only to hear the laughter growing fainter and fainter. Inside Olivia's den, Luna, her friend appeared, suited up in armour,
"Olivia, I will take your first born kit and raise it as my own, since, you beat me in our little duel..."
"Wait what?"
"In our duel, you beat me. So im travelling back in time to take your first born kit and raise it as my own, just so it can kill you."
Captain Gut burst into the room, the cold air dissolving her leaving mist.
"What was that?"
"Shes taking my... my first born kit, to get back at me at something that hasn't even happened yet..." Olivia replied in a feeble voice,
"We'll get the Alpha's to help prevent her doing that, and the other Clans, it'll be alright...." his soft words comforted her, and so, she fell asleep on his shoulder.

The Name Of Olivias Trilogy....

Hey Jammers!

I've decided to name Olivia's series "Icy Universe" since most of the time grim things seem to occur. These "happenings" arn't of Olivia's own accord so, don't go blaming her. Enjoy what has been written so far of her story.

Time Poem

Hey Jammers,

Since im sick I figured I might as well do some work. This poem is all about time and how precious it is.

Time

Time, rarer than ambergiuse*

Time, the most needed item in the world,

Time, the most wanted item in the world.

Time, like money, it can be spent on things that are not needed,

Time, is a pursuer, it catches up with you,

Time, is a healer, time heals your wounds.

Time, like a circus, is always packing up and moving on, without you,

Time, is a thief, under the rosebush is a thief you can not banish,

Time is a trap, there is no escaping it and your caught in it.

Time, disappearing like smoke and dust,

Time, vanishing when you need it most,

Time, your frienemy.

*Ambergiuse, a wax-like substance that originates as a secretion in the intestines of the sperm whale. Found floating in tropical seas and used in perfume.

Banner!

Hey Jammers,

this is the banner I made for myself, enjoy its gothicness!

JAMALIDAY GIFTS!

Hey Jammers!

So I logged in today and I saw the Jamaa Times and I remembered the Jamaliday Gifts!

This year its been changed! 

 This year AJHQ have released a new item! The JamaliDay Mat!

And since my GenralJitsu account has been banned, I don't have a fireplace to put it in front of :'( If you've got a spare fireplace, add me and trade it to me when im online! Thanks!

Can't wait to find out what tomorrows item is gonna be XD

Just A Little Longer!

Hey Jammers,

Im really sorry you have to wait this long for a story! Im currently in the planning stages of another tale and on the Jamaas Lore Club (press here to see) and I've planned some other stuff for you too so I hope you dont have to wait any longer for any more tales!

Workin' On A Tale + More!

Yo Jammers!

Im currently working on a new story and I hope once its finished I get more views and fans. Also, can you please tell if you like the music!

Since Halloween is over, I need to make a bonfire night banner. So off I go!

School trip!

Hɪ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ! I'ᴍ ʙᴀᴄᴋ, sɪɴᴄᴇ Gᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴀ ᴘᴏsᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴛʀɪᴘ I ᴡɪʟʟ. I ʜᴀᴅ sᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋғᴀsᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴅᴇʟɪᴄɪᴏᴜs ᴀɴᴅ sᴏ ᴡᴀs ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴍᴇᴀʟ! Wᴇ ᴅᴏɴᴇ sᴏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴠɪᴛɪᴇs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ʟɪɴᴇ, ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ʜᴜɢᴇ ʀᴏᴘᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʙʟɪɴᴅғᴏʟᴅᴇᴅ. Wᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴘᴇ, ᴡᴇ ᴀʟʟ ɢᴏᴛ ᴇxᴛʀᴇᴍᴇʟʏ ᴍᴜᴅᴅʏ. Oᴠᴇʀᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴠɪᴛʏ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴘғɪʀᴇ. Iᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴘɪᴛᴄʜ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴇᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀs. Iᴛ ᴡᴀs ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ. Hᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ʟɪsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴠᴀᴛᴇs ᴡᴇ ᴅᴏɴᴇ, ɪᴛ ᴍᴀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀʟʟ. I ᴄᴀɴ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ. xD
Lɪsᴛ:
Aʀᴄʜᴇʀʏ (Wɪᴛʜ ᴀʀʀᴏᴡs ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴜғғ)
Nɪɢʜᴛ ʟɪɴᴇ (A ʟɪɴᴇ ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴏɴ ᴏʙsᴛᴀᴄʟᴇs ʙʟɪɴᴅғᴏʟᴅᴇᴅ)
Cᴀᴍᴘғɪʀᴇ (Sɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴀ ғɪʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴜᴛᴅᴏᴏʀs)
Oʀɪᴇɴᴛᴇᴇʀɪɴɢ (Fᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴍᴀᴘ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴛʜɪɴɢs)
Sᴡɪᴍᴍɪɴɢ (Gᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏᴅʏ)
Rᴀғᴛ ʙᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ (Gᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴀ ғʟᴏᴀᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ)
Lᴏᴡ ʟɪɴᴇ (Yᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ʟɪɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ ɪᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀs)
Dʀᴜᴍᴍɪɴɢ (Mᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴀᴛs)
Sʜᴇʟᴛᴇʀ ʙᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ (Mᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴀ sʜᴇʟᴛᴇʀ ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇ ᴜsɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴏᴜᴛᴅᴏᴏʀs.)
 Tᴏ ᴛᴏᴘ ᴀʟʟ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴏғғ ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪsᴄᴏ. Bᴇsᴛ. Nɪɢʜᴛ. EVER!

Night line!

Yo Pinkie! Sorry I removed the last 3 pics, you cant include the faces of our year or it would give away our age, and I cant read a WORD of what the text was!

KITTY SPUD!

Helloo Jammers!
By the title of this post your probably gonna think 'Da Hell?' Well, the post is called 'Kitty Spud!' is because O My T (my swagalicious brother) taught Frost how to spud! And since I turned into a lazy bones, I havn't been able to tell you her eyes changed colour! They were a bluey-greyish-green, and now there a greeny-grey!
And if the trip hadn't been £200, I would probably be having some countryside fun. I'll try get Pinky to post when she gets back about how my fun they had, so you can read it and think "Wow, that must have been EPIC!" while im at school thinking "Oh my zios! I think my brains gonna explode" The day was fun to start with, until first break, I had nobody to talk with, then we did something what I completly forgot about, then at lunch, as I had nobody to talk with, I read my book. After lunch my brain switched off and I practically fell asleep. I've been dream planning my next couple of tales so you wont be seeing a zoisdamned no-new-post post page!

HOMEWORK!!

Hey Jammers!
Sorry I havn't posted in a while! My moms been using the computer for some very important stuff so I havn't been on AJ for a long while either. This is a homework post. The reason its a homework post is im doing a powerpoint and Im gonna hyperlink this to the presentation as im too lazy to edit on a font thingy-ma-gummy.
Basically, we finished reading The Hound Of The Baskervilles by Sir Auther Connon Doyle so we have to either present the whole story or we could select our favourite part. Im doing something that isn't part of the selection of what we could do, a presentation of what I think of both the film (we watched the 1939 version) and the book. Enjoy this short tale of how Stapleton (read the book for more understanding of whats going on) drowns in the Grimpen Mire. Also, I was listening to music while writing this, and please listen to 'What The Fox Say' By Ylvis! When he starts going Ring-dring-dring-ding-ring-ring-ring I literally burst out laughing!

Running through the fog, Stapleton was clinging onto what hope he had of escaping the moor in the thick brume. The hound was dead,  his one shot of owning his ancestral home was withdrawn. He had forgotten about the deadly Grimpen Mire, but he was soon remended as he ran into one lost in a train of thought, his cries of pain were muffled by the thick clouds of fog. Stapleton couldn't see the signpost he and Beryl had stuck in the path, so, stepping in the Mire itself, Stapleton found himself chin-high in the death lauding quagmire and starting drubbing wildly, only making it worse, and sunk to the bottom of the so called bottemless pit, what was only about 5 meters deep, whereas Stapleton was only 6 foot 4. By morning he was long gone, nothing other than Sir Henrys boot was found, but that was found on the path, Sherlock and Watson had thoroughly checked every inch of the Mire.

Hope you enjoy my English homework, my teacher would read this so please no hate comments though I would appreciate your ideas!

BIRTHWEEK!!!

Hey Jammers!

This week was my birthweek! A birthweek is the week they were born on. For my birthday I got a pair of DJ headphones (from mom), some jewellery (from mom), £50 (O My T), a Nerf Rebelle (from Pinkie), a puffball (from a good friend in my class), my sisters Jordans (my sister), my other brothers getting me a leather satchel like this

another friend got me a card, my other bezzie (Pinkies bezzie is also my bezzie, were a really good bunch of friends) whos been off a few days got me something but I didn't get it :( and my other bezzie has a range of gifts, but her little sister threw them out the window -.- Hope you found it interesting and not a complete waste of time!

Halloween Makerover Stuff!!

Hey Jammers,

By the title your probably gonna be thinking 'OOH A MAKEOVER!!' Well its not a full on scale makeover. Just something are going to be edited. I made a Halloween banner and for now thats gonna be all.

Homework!

Hey Jammers,

I had just finished my English homework I spent 3 hours on, and I thought you should see it :) Please comment what you think and this is this weeks tale :) P.S. my name is not John Baskerville

I was told this tale by my father, who heard it from his, and he heard it from his.

Hugo Baskerville was cold. You could forgive other men for being hard, afterall, the land breeds stony and bawny, but Hugo, he was a compleate different breed to the others. He was visibly preponderant and he was far more malicious than other men.

Whilst on an outing, Hugo saw the daughter of a farmer, captivated by her allure, Hugo asked for her hand in marriage, when she refused because of his harsh reputation, Hugo, used to getting what he wanted, set off to devise a plan to capture his one true love.

That night, Hugo and his friends kidnapped the farmers daughter and locked her in the attic of Baskerville Hall. The farmers daughter, miffed at being locked in a attic, clambering out the window and descending down the ivy on the side of the mansion, the farmers daughter fleed to her family farm some three miles away.

Hugo, unable to keep away from his beloved, he visited the decamped girl. Back in the dining room, Hugo had leaped onto the table and howled “I will give my soul to hell if I catch the ‘wench’!” His drunken friends yelled at him

“Set the dogs on her!” Hugo called to the groom to saddle his mighty sombre stallion and to give the dogs a scent of the napkin the girl dropped in her hast to escape, left his drunken friends to clamber onto their horses and gallop after him.

After chasing Hugo and his runaway bachelorette for a long while, Hugo’s friends came upon a old shepherd and asked “Have you seen our prey?”

mustering enough courage to answer the men who stood before him the shepard swallowed before saying

“Yes, I have, and I’ve seen more than that. I’ve seen a great black hellhound with great fiery eyes chasing him, retreat now, or be forever haunted” Hugo’s friends’ laugh bellowed through the chilly night air before they galloped on.

Not long later, they stumbled upon Hugo’s hunting dogs, once a cutthroat pack, now a bunch of whimpering dogs with their tails inbetween their legs. Hugo’s friends still shot onwards.

Hugo’s friends came to a vally, out shot Hugos’ robust midnight black mare, her mouth dapped with froth. Most of Hugo’s friends didn’t dare push on, but the bravest three did.

 In the vally, the girl lay dead, she had died of fear and fatigue, but that wasn’t what had frightened Hugo’s friends, it was what lay next to her. Hugo’s dead body lay there, and towering above him, was a huge, midnight black hound, plucking at his throat, the beast raised its head to glimpse at the new comers, its great yellow eyes burning into them, it returned to its feast.

The three men soon died of fear; one demised that night.

I advise you, stay away from the moor on the chilly nights, when evil is at its strongest.

Signed: John Baskerville

Authors note: I hope you enjoyed this tale I spent over 3 hours writing. It may be only 3 pages long, but as I have a blog I know many great websites to use when it comes to writing. If you would like to visit my blog, please ask me.