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Author has written 5 stories for Minecraft, and Dota 2.
STATUS UPDATE: Most things currently shifting towards my new fictionpress account.
GOING TO DO LIST:
ALL STORIES POSTPONED DUE TO SCHOOL!
The god cyphers -DELETED
Mobs of minecraft - Proabbly never going to be touched again
war of the spiral- DELETED
The fate of model Z- My first and worst fanfiction on the sight, it was derived from my very unexperienced mind at teh tiem fater playing megaman ZX advent , and watcing to many anime shows. I keep it up to show how enexperienced i was and how ive improved since then. DELETED
A demons heart- A quick collection of 2 oneshots about equinox monde, my OC for the story "New feelings" and now main villainous charector of "Equinoxes revenge"Just something i whipepd up in boredom to explain equinoxes mind and past.In tihs story i discover im good at explaining phycologic stuff to.
Equinoxes revenge- A collab with scarletslaysquids this story is the sequal to her fanfic "New feelings" ... And its full of magic,death,insanity only two particularly phycotic aurthors such as me and scarlet can bring,her own touch of romance,and my absurd laws of magic,as well as angels and demons galore!Shouls I mention theres minecraft and youtubers?posted on scarlets page LINK:http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9710777/1/Equinox-s-Revenge
The serenade of the nether - A story set in the same minecraftia appearing in equinoxes revenge,itll include some fairly toned down magic not normally found in minecraft that remaniscant of that ive used previously,A plot including The hero of light before solstice, some fairly complicated plots and twist, Non-blocky humans,a song older than living memory, never-before concepts of the void,and fairly untreaded ground for minecraft.Did I mention theres going to be no youtubers?
Boredom- basically what happens when you leave equinox alone for too long with nothing to do. Written as a school project. Also, slight warning, even I have absolutely NO IDEA about what exactly she ends up doing. Takes place a few months after E.R, and its fairly unpolished. Found on my brand- new fictionpress account. LINK: https://www.fictionpress.com/modeluchosen1
i woke up at midnight.why?well heres why:
I woke up and hopped out of bed.luna looked up,shocked and wondering "why did you wake me up?"luna was my familys new,7-month old kitten. Me:(outloud) "GROSS!.what the heck is in that cat food?i had a dream that world ended with a fart because of that!" Luna just stared,shook her head,licked her leg, settled down,and FARTED AGAIN.she promptly slept...but i was wide awake for the rest of the night.
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See that boy doing his homework in homeroom? Last night he convinced his friend out of suicide.
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back.
The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.
The cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."
Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.
The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."
His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't
forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''
"OK," he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for
the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"
Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that
mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!''
"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''
"My mommy loves white roses."
A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister
is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
Now you have 2 choices:
1) Repost this message.
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart.
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