The Black Valley

                     Chapter 1

Nicole laid down on the soft, green grass as she gazed upon the blue sky. I wonder why everything is so quiet. Nicole thought. She didn't mind it though, she rarely ever got a moment of silence. Suddenley, she hears hooves approaching her. She stood up, and gazed upon a horse rider, wearing all black. It was a black robe that covered every inch of him, including his face. Nicole's heart raced as he got closer and closer. He raised out a sword, she shut her eyes in fear, yearning to run, but to frightened! Suddenly, she felt a strong hand picking her up, and gentley placing her on the horse, she opened her eyes, it was her brother, John.

"Oh, I'm so glad it's you! I was terribley afraid!" she said, wrapping her arms around him. "Yeah, but  if I weren't here, you would have been killed, Nicole! You need to learn to run, no matter what, okay?" he said. Nicole looked down for a moment, and then thought about what he said. "You don't suppose the rider shall return, do you?" she asked. "We are leaving now, we must not stop until we are out of the town," he said sadly,"but we're going to try to meet up with mom and dad." he said.

A silent tear slid down Nicole's cheak. She then bowed her head. Dear Lord, I'm scared, I don't know what will happen, and.... I am going to try and let you deal with it, without another though. Amen.

Nicole had fallen asleep before they reached The Bridge of Other Worlds. No one knew where it led, no one knew what it was, and after a few years, they had even forgotten it existed.

"Nicole, wake up!" John said. "I think we've found something!" Nicole opened her eyes, and stared at the beauty of the bridge. But it wasn't really like a bridge at all! In fact, it looked nothing like one. It was grey, and round, and it apeared as if it had stairs from the outside.

"Let's take a look in there!" Nicole said. "I don't know, it might be dangerous." John said. "Please...." she said giving him her sad eyes. "Alright, but at the first sight of trouble, we're gone!" he said.

Okay, I promise I will try to get started on a short story soon, maybe this weekend since today is Friday. I'm not promising that I will write a story, but I will try. But, if I don't like it, I probably won't post it, then again, I might so you people can give me tips on how I can make it better. The only person that ever checks this blog anymore is Poetess. Thanks, Poetess, for still being loyal even though we haven't posted any stories in a long time. We need to figure out a way to keep in touch. And I understand that your mom might not let you e-mail me since you don't know me. Before I suggested e-mailing each other, I asked my mom, so I understand. I ask my mom about pretty much everything on here before I do it.

I haven't even tried writing in a while. I just usually start a story, and then trash it. I don't think I have what it takes to be a writer. I'm thinking about spending a week with my aunt sometime soon, and she has given me a lot of my inspiration, so maybe I will get back into writing again.

Does anyone have any suggestions on what I should write about. I think I will do a poll or something. Since hardly anyone gets on here, I will probably do it on my other blog, www.homeschoolblogger.com/indigobunting14 . I guess I will do it on here to, so here it is:

What are your favorite kind of books?

1. Fiction

2. Non-Fiction

3. Fiction/Historical

4. Comedy

5. Fiction/Animal

6. Other

Who ever wants to do the poll, please put your answer in a comment. Thanks!

Well, I guess I will go now, and I will start on a story...Tomorrow because I am too tired to do it today!

~*Emily*~

Hi Poetess,

It's me again, I am answering your comments. A entry is still the only way I know to get in touch with you. Do you have e-mail?

I can't tell my age on a blog, but if you have an e-mail, my mom said that I can tell you my age if it is just you and me.

Yes, I have heard of Janette Oke, I LOVE her books. I think my favorite is "Heart of the Wilderness", but I don't think that she wrote that with anyone else. I also like Martha Finley, well, the books based on the characters in her books. I haven't read the original books of Elsie Dinsmore.

I read your story. It was really good. I'm not that good with short stories, but I don't think I could write a long book either. I think it would be hard to write a 200 or more page book.

Thanks for the tips you gave me. I hope that we can keep in touch.(Somehow)

Well, I hope to talk to you soon!

Emily

Dear Poetess,

This is the only way I know how to get in touch with you since you don't have a blog. I thought that you might check back here again, so I decided to post an entry.

I'm not really sure what I want to do with my life. I might want to be a writer, but I think that I would back down from my books being published. I would be afraid of rejection. I have also considered something in the science field because I enjoy that about the same as writing.

Did you say that you are writing a book? If so, do you have any tips? I start a story, or book, and then I just seem to give up because I look at the books that I read, and then I just say, "I'll never be able to finish this and make it as long and interesting as these other books." Most of my books are based on things that have happened, or I wish could happen, to me. The characters in my books are usually based on my friends, I just change the names, and sometimes the ages. The main character in most books that I write are supposed to be me.

I haven't really posted any of my stories on here becuase I haven't finished any of them. If I post one on here, I don't think it would be very good to let people read some of the story and not the rest.

Well, I will TRY to get on it.

~*Emily*~

I can't think of ANYTHING to write about. I picked up my notebook the other day to try to write some more of my story, but I only wrote a few sentences, and then erased them. I don't know how well I will be able to do this blog because I like writing LONG stories, like for an actual book, and that isn't the best thing to put on a blog because it would be the LONGEST ENTRY EVER. My aunt gave me the idea of the story that I am writing now, but I am a little stuck, and I don't even know that my story would be interesting. Well, I have to do an informal essay, but I have NO idea what to do it on. It is supposed to be written to entertain. Have any ideas!?!

~*Emily*~ (Indigobunting14)

Oh, could you visit my blog, or the blog I share with my sister?

www.homeschoolbogger.com/indigobunting14 (My blog)

www.homeschoolblogger.com/FollowTheRainbow (My shared blog)

Thanks!

But first, we need to grab some supplies from my house, follow me. Destiney said.

They ran to her house, and they saw her parents car. What, they are not supposed to be home yet! Destiney said. We have no time, we'll climb up the window then I gues. she said. Lead the way. James said. They climbed up the tree, and bust the window open. Won't they notice a broken window? James asked. Yeah, but we have bigger problems! she said.

She grabbed her pocket knife, duck tape, gist wrap, binoculars, and some water. "Knock, knock" they heard on her door.

Is anyone here? her mom asked. They jumped out the window and ran as fast as they could. They were finally near the Smith's house. they hid in the bushes and said, So, what do we do now? James asked. Follow me. she said. Are we winging it? he asked. Umm, I think we have to, so I just brought this, incase! she said.

If you liked it, read my next entry! Thanks!

-Leslie

They pointed a loaded gun at Destiney, though she is only fifteen! Micheal raced out, grabbed the guns, burned them with the ferness, and said, What have you done with James? Who is James? they asked. You know who he is, bring him to me! he damanded. HMMMMMMmm........ one of the world's most intelligant scientest, I don't know, maybe we could make a bargian. Mr. Smith said. What can I give you, I have no money! Micheal said. Maybe, a certain robot like thing, like yourself? he said. NO! You can't do that, that is cruel, and, Destiney was inturrupted by Micheal. Give me James, and I am your hostage. he said. Very well then! Boys, the scientest, please. he said. Greg! said James. Greg, I thought you said your name was Micheal? Destiney said. He has a slight lieing problem, that, and he loves the name Micheal. James replied. My name is not Greg, it's Micheal! he said. Is he REALLY from another planet? Destiney asked. Yes, he is! James said. Bye James. Micheal said sadly. Bye, but I am free, you can come home now! he said. No, I may not. I said I would stay, in your place. You two may go free now. said Mr. Smith.  They were pushed out and left, devistated.

What are you going to do? Destiney asked. I have no idea, wing it  I gues. James replied. There is no timme for that, I can help, I had to stay in that horrible place for twenty-four hours, and I got to look around. she said. May I help? she asked. I wouldn't dream of turning down any help at this point. he said.

Read my next entry for the next chapter if you liked it! Thanks!

-Leslie

The twins saw and heard everything, and got out there cell phones. Mom, Dad, the plan is a go, the robot came, he is going to our house right now! they said. Excellent work boys, we'll be home in about 3 minutes and 42 seconds. said Mr. Smith. We'll be there waiting! they said.

Meanwhile, Destiney and Micheal were at the house, searching and searching for James.

We best look upstairs, that is where they said not to go. said Destiney. I believe I have searched there, it is downstairs we must look. he said. Ok. she said.

Just as there search downstairs was about to begin, DING-DONG! You have to go hide, I'll take care of them. Destiney whispered. Will you be ok? asked Micheal. Yes, go. she said. he ran upstairs as fast as his legs would cary him. DING DONG!

Destiney opened the door. Hello Mr. and Mrs. Smith! she said. Hello Destiney. Mrs. Smith said. Suddenely, the windows were sealed, and the door, baricateed, there was not escaping ANYWHERE for either of them.

If you liked it, read my next entry! THanks!

-Leslie

Nick almost did what the robot like thing saked till Destiney pulled him back. What on earth were you thinking? she asked. Well, he doesn't seem so scary now. they said in unicene. Wait, please, I need to talk to you! said the robot like thing. Go hide, he's to fast, I'll deal with him. Destiney said braveley. But, but, Go! She inturupted.

She paused, took a deap breathe, and faced the robot like thing. What are you? she asked. My people have no name. he replied. Aren't you a robot? she asked. No, but I look like the earth robot, I am actually from  a planet not in this uneverse, I lived on a planet without a name, for no one could discribe it's beauty, it is like earth, minus pollution, pavements, and useless things like that. he said. You USED to live? she said. Yes, I now live on earth, with my best friend, James, a human as yourself, well, until he disapeared. All the clues led, to the Smiths, I NEED to have a tour of the house. he said, teering up a bit in loss of his friend. Don't teer up nowm won't you rust? she asled. No, I am not really metal, I can feel, I can eat, I am like a human. he said. Of course I'll give you a tour, but the Smiths may not here about this! she said. Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Micheal! he said. Mine is DEstiney! she said while leading the, whatever he was back to the Smiths house.

If you liked it, read my next entry! Thanks!

-Leslie  

I am working on a story, but I have a hard time writing short ones! I tied writing short stories for little kids, but momma said that I would be better at writing novels for teens and pre-teens. I don't know, I wish that I could write more exciting stories, but when I try to write, I fill page after page. When I run out of ideas, I have about 10 pages, I'm writing my words close together, I don't really do paragraphs since their my rough drafts, and it wouldn't be good to end the story there. I have been thinking about what to be when I'm older. I thought that I might want to be a research tech. or something that includes science, but Momma said that I might want to be a writer. I am just afraid of rejection because I personally don't think that my stories are any good, and I am just writing them for fun. One thing I have noticed, is that I have a writer's imagination. I think of how I would like for things to be in my life, and I can seem to just write it down on paper.

I have to go, bye.

Emily--indigobunting14 

Wait, what do you mean happening AGIAN? Destiney asked. Well, wev'e heard it before, and mom always said it is the only time to go upstairs, because, Destiney inturuptted. Shh, it is near us! she said faintly.

The stomps came nearer and nearer. Destiney looked around a bit and then whispered; Wait, there is a window right there, a tree right next to it, climb out NOW boys. They did not hesitate, Destiney waited until both of the boys were out of the house, jumped out, grabbed the tree, book in hand, and they ran.

What do we do if it follows us? said Sam scarcely. Run faster! she said. They ran to her house, but just to grab her cell phone which she forgot to bring, then they were off agian. She was dialing 911, but she didn't know if the police-men could help her with her problem, she had no discription, our picture, our D.N.A sample, nothing but the where-abouts. She turned her head. It looks like a-a ten foot tall robot! Destiney said scarecly. Wait! said the robot like something.

Read my next entry if you liked it! Thanks!

-Leslie

Destiney!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! yelled the twins. We are now down stairs, you can fix us lunch now!!! yelled Nick. She ran down the stairs, and forgot to close the book! She said, You two are in BIG trouble! Your parents said not to go up the stairs! she exploded as if she was looking for them and worried. Whatever, I'm hungry. said Sam. Fine, I'll fix you something to eat, but then your both in trouble! she said. After they ate, they hid upstairs agian, of course! She ran up too, grabbed the book, and just as she was about to read it, she heard a noise. IT sounded like the stomp of  a foot, but way to big to be Nick or Sam's foot. She stood up, looked around, and ran down the stairs to find Nick and Sam running behind her legs yelling "Not agian, save us!" C-c-come on, up the stairs, run! she said. THey ran faster then ever. Hidding under the bed, reading the book, hoping it would tell her what was happening.

Read agian tomorrow, it'll be on here what happens! Thanks!

-Leslie

She was searching for the Terrible Twins, she had not caught sight of them when suddenley, she heard footsteps. She only caught a glimpse of their backs going up the stairs.

Get back down here! she yelled. After a moments pause, she was walking up the stairs. Very slowly, she crept up the beautiful stairs, she was mad at them for their disobediance, and yet, so thankful, her excuse for walking up the georgus stairs. She had reached the top in about ten minutes. Where are you two? she asked. She saw a shadow. Hello? she whispered. C-come on out you two. she said nervously. She followed the shadow, uncertain who it belonged to, or were it was going. She was about to cacth them, but then, something, she saw something, it was a book, an opened book. She stepped nearer and nearer to it, paying no attention to the twins. I supose someone must think it is interesting, considering it is opened. she thought. But this was a strange thing for her, she does not like to read, but she is a very curios person. Closer and close she drew to it, then with no pause, she picked it up. It read; "To whomever finds this book, take ye not the time to read it. This is a house that you need escape, unless you are in the Smith genaration, you know not what it holds, and mostlikely can not take the mystery that it holds, this be your warning, if you take time to read this whole book, it may be to late, you will try to explore the house mostlikley, leave while ye can." She wondered why it would leave a warning, who opened it, was it the last baby-sitter?

Read my next entry for chapter three if you liked it! Thanks!

-Leslie

Here I am, in front of what might be my doom, the Smiths. But, I am ok, it is just 24 hours, I am strong. Destiney stepped closer and closer to the steps, but froze at the sight of the door, It looked like it had been abandoned. I can't believe I let them talk me into  babysit THE TORTURE TWINS!!!!!! she thought. She reached for the door, but found that it was already opening very slowly. Her heart pounded through her chest, and she breathed in deeply, Ms. Destiney, I presume? said a butler. Y-y-y-y-y-y- (caughs) yes. she said nervously. Please, do come in! said Mr. Dave Smith. She entered speachless, gazing at the old cobwebs, dust, and everything you would see in a haunted house really. Then, a door creaked open, and the twins were learking around it going "Hehehehehehehe....." But then, something else  caught her eye, it was the most lovely staircase she had ever laid her eyes on. It had a velvet green rug to cover the stairs, the hand rails looked like they were hand-carved, they had to lovely Victorian looking statues at the bottom, just as she was walking toward them, she heard a voice say, "That is the only place offlimits, feel free everywhere else, make sure they do not go up there either, got it?" he said rudely. Yes sir. she said.

THe Smiths wasted no time, and were out before you could blink.

Nick, Sam, where are you? Destiney asked.

Read the next entry for Cahpter 2 if you liked it! THanks!

-Leslie

Hey! I am Leslie, better known as TNT. (If u know me!)

Well, I am making a comic book! When I am done, I'll post it on here, could be a while though! I will write some stories in a sec, thanks!

-Leslie

I had to do this 4 SCHOOL....

Hi this is indigobunting14. My friend invited me to join this blog with them to write my stories in. I can't think of a Title for this story so if you could read it and think of a title, that would be great! I haven't finished editing it yet, so if there are any mistakes, please comment and tell me.

HI  I am writeing a storie  LOL i CAN GIVE YOU A ChPTER OF THAT BUT IT IS NOT TOO LONG THE CHAPERS ARE REALLY SHORT

OK HERE it is

 The futcher pizza dalivery guy

BOOK 1                                                                                                                                                                    

Candy bar pizza to mars

 Chapter 1

It all stars when  I was looking for a job. I was going stor to stor Looking for work. I was the only one of my brothers and sisters who had not been rich or done some good deed to get him or her in the paper and across the world and on pluto and all thatMy oldest brother knows  difernt tipes of Kaarate and when in new york partying because the pesadin thew his a bithday part and 15,000 peple are going to be there including his parents who are billyon airs and star in the GA domb. My older sister broke the world recode for most teddy bares and is in bosten now interviewing with the wolrds largest banana compan.  I am nothing no money no fame no nothing.  And here I was now begging for work!! I was pittaful.  Maybe I should just stop looking for work today I thought to myself. so I went home to take a nap

Ok that was the first chapter I will write the second one tomarrow

Love Morgan

Hi sorry guys it finly let me back on I for got our pass word!!!!!!!! LOL well I am trying to think of a storie I think this is going to be funny maybe any way!!!!!!!!

Friendly Fred

By me'

once there was a goat!! He was in a barn watching the guy who owned him  feed the hourses!!!! The man's name was Mr. Alfred He was a nice man I I had just started working for his wife, she brote me down to him so he could pay me It being a friday and all but wile we were walking down there we hered a big BOOM and we both stated running for the Barn I turned out that when Mr. Alfred bint down to get something The goat hit him right on the other side of his lap.  He was really mad at his goat and he told his wife to go get the shote gun so he could kill it!!! She went  back to the house to get it wile Me and Mr. Alfred figered out he ode me 40 cents  I told him that if he was cross his heart going to shoot that goat that I would be willing to take him instaed of the money!!!!!! Thats when he told me That  This goat was one aof a kind He said Tha he was the last of his kind too so I took him home but my pa didn't like him that well, He ate all of our food and cost of a lot of money!!!!!!so I had to get ride of him He did say though that if I could find one good reson for him to stay he could but I could not find one so off he went I tryed to trade him to a boy at my school for a moble and three peeces of candy It worked for a a little wile he took him home and told him mom but his mom untied him and she bint down too and he butted he into the mud she said he had to give him back soo there went my juny to try to find him a home I went to try three other pepple but Friendly fred butted them all that is what I named him!!!!! I just turned hime loos and went home the next day after school This man came up the rode and said a gote ate all me food I will give you 11 $ to give me some more and that was my good reson I got to ceep fred

THE END!!!!!!!

He he

Hello,

So can yall wait till HSM 2 comes out??????? I can't!!

Hello!!!!

Sorry I have not done this blog thing in 4 ever!! Been really BUSY!! I have been reading this Book!!!  It is really Cooooooooooooooooool!!   I still have not done the Story!! Sorry y'all!! Gotta JEt!

StoriesFromTheHeat

What should my story be? I can't think of any ideas... Do you have any ideas???

Help me!!!

~*StoriesFromTheHeart*~

Hey Happy 4 of JULY everybody.. Sorry I don't have a story right now..  I will have one soon!!!! 

Have a great 4 of JULY!!

Comment US !!! We need some!!!! If you would!!! Thanks!!

~*StoiesFromTheHeart*~

Hi I am the friend. My friend did really good on her book report. I liked that alot. I don't have a book report sooooooo..... I don't really know what to do. Ummmmmmm I will give you a book reort later. Here is a small true story

The little girl

By StoriesFromTheHeart

Once upon a time there was a girl that got up and had to can beens all day long then she went over to her grandmothers house to eat supper and she got though and went out side and there was on of her best friends out there. She wanted to play too so they got on there 4-weelers and rode in the paster But The girrls friend had to go to a party so she went to get readdy and the other girl went home and got in the pool.

She knew she would get to play and swim all day with her friend the next day.

THE END.

LOL ok that was all true I was the little girl Funny Every thing was true but the part were she went home and got in the pool but I am baout to make that part real

See you

StoriesFromTheHeart

Hey guys,

My friend and I are going to make this blog a story blog.. We are going to write stories...Then you can tell us if y'all like it....We will all so do book reports..Stuff like that! I will put one of my Book reports on here today!

MY friend with write later on today!!

                      Pandas                    

*StoriesFromTheHeart*~