A NEW STORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I have not written on this in fooooorrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeevvvvvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrr, so I think it's pretty exciting that I'm blogging again. If you've seen my first ever post, (Titled "The Pied Piper of Hamelin) you would find that I originally said this blog would last a year. So now Part 2 of the epic blog saga BEGINS...Enjoy! This is an article written for toys everywhere.

There was a cowboy. Not a real cowboy- it was just a wind-up toy. Hey! What are you talking about? Toys can be real cowboys too! Uh, okay. Anyways this toy cowboy was stolen by a girl named Nadia from her brother Luke. First, Nadia pick-locked his room (okay, so what if the door was already open? Life is boring without a little drama. Then again, Shakespeare wasn't exactly interesting, either...) then she crept towards his toy box, and took the cowboy while he was sleeping. He was placed into her dollhouse.

Then he found himself next to a Barbie, (in Australia-speak, it's kind of ironic that Barbies are so hot) in a tea party. When he woke up he saw *Julienneamene Gertrudeabroncolione*. It was love at first sight. "Are you girl shy?" asked Julienneamene when he opened his mouth but didn't speak. "No," he said. "I just can't pronounce your name." She stared at him. How romantic! she thought.

Nadia opened up the dollhouse. "Time for tea! And we've got a special guest today-A cowboy!"

Oh no, thought the cowboy, she's going to torture me! Nadia picked up the cowboy and another Barbie named Alfa L. Fa and made kissing noises. She mocked the cowboy and Julienneamene was angry. When the everyone had gone to sleep, the cowboy sneaked out of the house and saw Alfa L. Fa ripping off her disguise and revealing herself to be *Evil Girl!!!* She had kidnapped Julienneamene (because as all cartoon-lovers know, villains are evil for no reason. Which isn't really surprising since in cartoons, every person you meet has some deformity and no one notices. Take Popeye for instance. He looks like a cauliflower with two chins. And Superman- no one can tell if he's muscular or fat.) The cowboy saved the day and took Julienneamene home.

Turns out home was where the cowboy lived. Julienneamene then told the cowboy how she wanted the cowboy to live with her. "With all those losers? I'd rather stay with my friends. Right, Buzz Lightyear?" Julienneamene stared at him. "What's up with the purple head?"

How romantic! thought Buzz. THE END.

A New Tale From the Faeries

This is the story of my adventure, involving the faeries, the circus, and Rane.
Ferimin, (if you read my stories about him you should know who he is) Tari and I were bored. We had nothing to do.
Then Tari heard a voice from her faery box-a box which faeries use to send verbal messages to each other.
FAERY ALERT FAERY ALERT FAERY ALERT the voice said. "A faery has been kidnapped and sent to the circus!!! Circus is unknown, but we have some clues as to what happened to the faery! Type of faery: Minutus Pixius. End of message. P.S: Report to the faery alliance immediately. Respond what time you shall be there."
BEEP BEEP. Tari responded by saying, "Tari Ellipsicus Samhain Tether, Brutus Ferimin, and Kyle Xxxxxx (I can't tell you my last name) will be there in 0.25 seconds." ZIP!
It turned out that the kidnapped faery said "Rane is master! Taking me away I realize he is the greatest!" After we learned the details of our mission, we were off.
Our first question was how they actually found a faery. The answer? Well, the only way I knew that faeries even existed was because Ferimin made himself known to me. So, another faery must have spilled the beans and showed another faery to another human. According to the Alliance, they never asked permission to show another faery to one of us. Putting two and two together we realized the answer was Rane.
Rane was currently hiding in New York, so we realized that the circus was called The Bombini Brother's circus.
Tari and Ferimin disguised themselves as humans and we entered the Big Top.
Now you might want to know why Rane was so evil. Well, he was exiled from Faeryworld and could only come back with the heart of a human. Now you know, so I may continue.
"Now," said the Ringmaster, "I present a boy that will take out a man's heart-and the man shall live!" Cheers erupted from the crowd.
Rane came on stage.
"We have to think of a distraction!" I said. But before we could do that, we had to find the faery. Ferimin's ears detected Help! HELP! Then we realized the faery was forced to say that Rane was the master. Unfortunately, she said those words in the Big Top, making it obvious Rane was hiding there.
Ferimin detected her plea of help in Rane's jacket. I threw a lightning bolt at Rane, breaking his concentration, letting the pixie escape, and accidentally untying the poor man who almost had his life taken.
Rane managed to escape. But if you see him, report to me!

The Essence of Chocolate

Chocolate. The most beautiful, dark, satisfying bite of chocolate can make you feel better in an instant.
Not that it made me feel better. It was in fact the one thing that trapped me in the underworld.
The land of the dead is horrifying, and very smelly.
One day, a man told me to eat a piece of chocolate he had. He said it was an experimental model, a supernatural model. I didn't know what he meant by that, but I ate it anyways. Suddenly, I was pulled downward. Miles and miles and miles and miles and miles downward. Then I landed in a pile of dirt. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!" I screamed. A ferryman rode his boat to me. "Heeeeeeeeellllloooooooooo, yoooounnnnggg trrrraaavvveeller. Yoooooooooou maaaaay croooosssss thhhhhe Rivvvvvvvvvvver Stixxxxxx."
I was scared. "Ha!!" said the ferryman. "You should have seen the look on your face! Although we are to cross ol' Stix..."
Screaming, I started to run, but the ferrymen grabbed me. I was trapped in the underworld.

TO BE CONTINUED...

The Brain, a Crest, and a Baffling Mystery

Don't read this!!!!!!! PLEASE!!!
Wow. You're as stubborn as a mule. If you really want to read this, then fine. But don't say I didn't warn you.

Heggelp! Eggi eggam geggoegging teggo deggiegge!

HA! That was in CODE!
Oh, alright, I might as well tell you the story.
But before I begin, let me tell you one thing: This story is all about the brain. The brain is full of mysteries. How do we dream? How do we think? All these questions haven't been answered yet.
So let's begin the madness.

At xx:xx, a boy walked down xxxxx xxxxx Lane, in xxxx, xxxxxxx.
The xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx=10:00, Misty Ridge, Bonn, Germany.
His name was Hans.
Bored and exhausted after a long day at school, he walked to his street.
Then he walked in his house.
Rewind: He saw police cars and fire trucks around his home.
"What the-?..." he thought. Suddenly, a cold hand grabbed him. Startled, he turned around. Then he saw Them. He couldn't see their faces. But he saw Them.
Hans was whisked away in a heartbeat.

That was a preview of my new book! See ya!

The Burning Snow

This is a horror story.

The Burning Snow:

It was a cold, cold night. Michael was a person who lived in a cabin in the wilderness of Siberia. He was often horrified when he heard a ghost story. This is one story he heard:

On a cold, bitter night, a girl ran through the Wilderness. Her mother abandoned her and her father died. Her name was Ana.
Eventually she was so overcome in grief she became insane. Ana was close to committing suicide but then thought-"Everyone must have to live like this! I hate my life! I HATE IT!"
And she became a Skitzelfranic killer. Ana grew up to be a murderer.
One day, realizing her wrong doings, Ana jumped off a mountain. That was how she died.
People say that they see a girl trudging through the snow. Trudging. Trudging. Trudging.

Of course, it was only a story. Or was it?
Michael returned home after school. Something fell over him. Micheal turned-
Oh no.
There were a bunch of bones-and they were set on fire. But that was impossible! There was snow everywhere! He was lucky they didn't burn him.
Wait- The bones had fallen off of a-a-a mountain. Just like-
Uh-oh. These were the bones of Ana.

To be continued...

The Hidden Identity

Where am I?
Who am I?
How did I get here?
When did I get here?
What is happening?!

I woke up only to find myself in an interrogation room. How...wha...?
A man steps up. "Who are you?"
Trembling, I told him that I honestly didn't know. "Pah!" He slaps me in the face, and blood pours out of my nose.
"He took it! I know he did! The secret to the next step of our society is stolen!"
HUH?!
"I didn't take anything!" I cried! "I don't know who I am or how I got here!" The man seems quite angry.
Suddenly, I realize something-the only chance of escape is in your instincts!
I look around. I am tied up in a chair-along with a little girl. She winks.
She has a cell phone. "Here," she says, obviously pretending to be afraid. The man picks it up-Only then do I realize that there is a strange slot in the phone, holding something-something...
It's a bomb.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
The girl reveals she was wearing gloves. She pulls her hand free from the ropes, and unties me. There is a deadly fire spreading across the place.
Suddenly, I remember everything. My name is Kyle, I was kidnapped and brought here to the Emporium, a place where they hypnotize people and force them to commit terrorist attacks, all for money. Unfortunately, they didn't hypnotize me properly. I woke up with amnesia. They wanted a few files that revealed what they had done, and if the police and the FBI knew-they would destroy the society. Luckily, the hypnotism didn't last long.
And I had those files.
The burning Emporium was heating up. I recognize the girl-her name is Ana, and she was my partner.
Suddenly she jumps out the window on the highest floor, a parachute streaming behind her. I jumped after Ana.
Police come. I reveal what happened and I gave them the file. The Emporium is destroyed, and all is well. The end.

Dragons

In that last story, I didn't finish. I want YOU to finish it.
In the meantime, here is a legend about Dragons.

There was once a noble Dragon King. He had two sons.
One day...he died. One of the children, Stargazer, followed his father. The only heir to the throne was Firrvar.
No one liked Firrvar. In fact, no one wanted him to be king. Why? Because he was evil, and the reason why was because of bitter memories of childhood past.
So Merlin, son of the Allur and child of a pious woman, decided to put a sword in a blacksmiths anvil. Whoever could dismantle the sword from the stone could be king.
But even Merlin was corrupted. For he had made sure, due to his magic, that Arthur Pendragon and not Firvarr, would successfully remove the sword. Arthur Pendragon was made king. Everyone treated him like a hero. But King Arthur was murdered by Firvarr. And Firvarr destroyed humanity itself.
Some thought Firvarr died. Others, however, know the truth.
But that's another story.