I'm kinda new to writing(well sorta. I'm Penulisan a book in the Teen Titans club) So I decided to see if I could write a good story. So here's a prologue and please tell me what anda think of this so I can see if I should start Penulisan the story atau not.
Four Hundred years ago, a girl named Akari Kokawa lived in a small village in Japan. She lived alone with her Father, . She never knew her mother for she was killed sejak her husband's brother. Akari's father was a cruel man. He beat his child and would often sell her body to men for money. She had enough of his torture and stabbed him to death in his sleep. She fled her utama and moved to Hong Kong, China where she became an orphan and lived with an elderly woman named Chan-juan. Akari took care of Chan-juan and thought of her as a mother. But, five years later on Akari's 16th birthday, her father's brother found them and killed both her and the elderly woman. When their souls reached purgatory the elderly woman went to Heaven, but Akari's was forbidden from BOTH Heaven and hell. So her soul wondered into space. She started to steal the souls of those living in suffering and take them for her own so they will never have a chance at reaching Heaven. Her soul still walks the earth today, and she still takes the souls out of the living. But legend has it, that one day, one person with a pure spirit will be born with the duty of vanquishing Akari and freeing the spirits so that they may final rest at peace.
Four Hundred years ago, a girl named Akari Kokawa lived in a small village in Japan. She lived alone with her Father, . She never knew her mother for she was killed sejak her husband's brother. Akari's father was a cruel man. He beat his child and would often sell her body to men for money. She had enough of his torture and stabbed him to death in his sleep. She fled her utama and moved to Hong Kong, China where she became an orphan and lived with an elderly woman named Chan-juan. Akari took care of Chan-juan and thought of her as a mother. But, five years later on Akari's 16th birthday, her father's brother found them and killed both her and the elderly woman. When their souls reached purgatory the elderly woman went to Heaven, but Akari's was forbidden from BOTH Heaven and hell. So her soul wondered into space. She started to steal the souls of those living in suffering and take them for her own so they will never have a chance at reaching Heaven. Her soul still walks the earth today, and she still takes the souls out of the living. But legend has it, that one day, one person with a pure spirit will be born with the duty of vanquishing Akari and freeing the spirits so that they may final rest at peace.
January 16, 1815
Journal,
We have gotten fortunate, Journal! Nastea has found coats in the broken down train. She sits sejak Sasha now, covering her in them. And she took one for herself as well. I can see color returning to Sasha’s cheeks. Nastea coughs harshly, shivering nervously. Her toes are turning blue, and one has already fallen off. We slept in the train last night, getting as much warmth as we could. We have to start to alih tomorrow, find shelter. The berries Nastea fed Sasha seem to have made Sasha a lot sicker than she was before. She’s coughing up blood now. The snow around her is stained with red and pink. I attempted to make a api, kebakaran earlier, and let me tell anda journal, it didn’t work out. It’s much to cold to start flames. For every time the api, kebakaran ignites, it extinguishes, the harsh winds blowing it out. I’m losing my teeth, journal. Nastea can’t talk anymore, and her and Sasha’s hair is mostly gone. Journal, what’s happening to us?
Bye Journal,
Nadia
Journal,
We have gotten fortunate, Journal! Nastea has found coats in the broken down train. She sits sejak Sasha now, covering her in them. And she took one for herself as well. I can see color returning to Sasha’s cheeks. Nastea coughs harshly, shivering nervously. Her toes are turning blue, and one has already fallen off. We slept in the train last night, getting as much warmth as we could. We have to start to alih tomorrow, find shelter. The berries Nastea fed Sasha seem to have made Sasha a lot sicker than she was before. She’s coughing up blood now. The snow around her is stained with red and pink. I attempted to make a api, kebakaran earlier, and let me tell anda journal, it didn’t work out. It’s much to cold to start flames. For every time the api, kebakaran ignites, it extinguishes, the harsh winds blowing it out. I’m losing my teeth, journal. Nastea can’t talk anymore, and her and Sasha’s hair is mostly gone. Journal, what’s happening to us?
Bye Journal,
Nadia
The pookie fell from a pokok
upon hitting the ground he farted
scared at his own flatulence he tried climbing up the tree. But for every branch he grabbed he tooted. and for every twig he broke, he farted.
farting all the way up, pookie climed that tree. He had to make it to the bahagian, atas anda see, cause that where pookie's make pee. Relief was almost in reach for pookie. till a stiring occurred within.. a rumbling sensation, and pookie knew.. with a tear, that he couldn't hold it in.
Till this hari those who were near berkata it sounded like a cow mooing. The momentum of his farts became like a rocket and shot pookie up and out that tree! Up in to the sky..till pookie could not be seen.
moral of story? dont eat beans. O_o
seterusnya chapter "The pookie Returns"