The story is about a girl named Gwendolyn who moves in with her Aunt Casey. The reason is because her single mother, Clara, is having trouble with money so she sends her to live with her older sister, Casey. On Gwendolyn's first Tag of school, she's already being bullied Von a beliebt group known as 'The dark royals'. One day, on a weekend, she goes out into a near-by forest and spot a girl and boy, who are the leaders of the Dark royals at the school, doing this odd ritual. They find out that Gwendolyn is around and they target her. [I might change it up a bit later on]
I need five characters of the Dark royals [ three boys and two girls]
A friend of Gwendolyn [boy oder girl, doesn't matter]
And any other extra characters :)
Oh, Du get an extra thumbs up if Du can figure out a vampire story Titel ;)
Du need to fill out the things below:
Name-
Age-
Height-
Gender-
Hair color-
Eye color-
Personality-
Favorit color-
Siblings-
Relation to Gwendolyn- Enemy/friend/etc.
[If Von any chance Du can get a picture of the character that would be awesome XD]
Thanks~
--Giselle
I need five characters of the Dark royals [ three boys and two girls]
A friend of Gwendolyn [boy oder girl, doesn't matter]
And any other extra characters :)
Oh, Du get an extra thumbs up if Du can figure out a vampire story Titel ;)
Du need to fill out the things below:
Name-
Age-
Height-
Gender-
Hair color-
Eye color-
Personality-
Favorit color-
Siblings-
Relation to Gwendolyn- Enemy/friend/etc.
[If Von any chance Du can get a picture of the character that would be awesome XD]
Thanks~
--Giselle
Another poem Von me. This one came out kinda lame,but I'll let the rating be the judge (assuming there will be any).
That Girl
Have Du seen that girl,
That goes around here and there?
Nobody knows where she’s going,
Is she even going somewhere?
Pretty face, pretty hair,
Nobody knows her name,
She seems sad, what a coincidence,
I’ve been feeling the same.
She seems lost,
Doesn’t even know where she’s from,
I’m a nice guy so I invite her,
To stay in my home.
She seats in the couch,
My, is she pretty?
I wonder what I can say,
To comfort that girl , so dreamy.
Sarah,
She tells me it’s her name,
She feels sad,
Funny,
Because I’ve been feeling the same
That Girl
Have Du seen that girl,
That goes around here and there?
Nobody knows where she’s going,
Is she even going somewhere?
Pretty face, pretty hair,
Nobody knows her name,
She seems sad, what a coincidence,
I’ve been feeling the same.
She seems lost,
Doesn’t even know where she’s from,
I’m a nice guy so I invite her,
To stay in my home.
She seats in the couch,
My, is she pretty?
I wonder what I can say,
To comfort that girl , so dreamy.
Sarah,
She tells me it’s her name,
She feels sad,
Funny,
Because I’ve been feeling the same
I wrote this yesterday when me and my boyfriend had a big fight and it's a fight that may go on for a long time. I know I am young to write something like this but, I guess it helps. Plus If Du don't like it just tell me, ok?
The Power of Words
Du and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My Friends had to like Du a lot
and Du felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
Du think you're mr. I'm so cool
but Du used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people Du love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made Du feel much better.
But the fight we had,
Du sagte was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell Du gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!
The Power of Words
Du and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My Friends had to like Du a lot
and Du felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
Du think you're mr. I'm so cool
but Du used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people Du love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made Du feel much better.
But the fight we had,
Du sagte was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell Du gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!