Category Archives: Challenges

AAWC Challenge Four

Hello everyone! I’m back! Sorry for not posting in ages, sometimes you just feel like you need a break from everything. Today I am going to do the next AAWC challenge. The prompt was ‘bright‘. I included Pegasus, the team name. I must warn you though, it’s a bit abstract.

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I lifted my head and the bright light hit, blinding me. I stood up, straightened out my body. I was aching from being curled up in a ball for so long. I pirouetted, and then the steps seemed to come easily. I was remembering how to dance, how to make myself feel happy and how to get away from my troubles. I was beaming now as I moved gracefully across the floor. My movements were fluid and full of feeling. I was putting everything into my performance. The dance came to an end and I turned to see my beautiful Pegasus.

“What a wonderful display,” he said, and we both smiled.

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AAWC Challenge Three

Hello everyone! I am here today with my third entry for Misty’s comp. Enjoy!

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I held onto my little sister as tight as I could, as the icy water surrounded us. Hundreds were already dead, and there was no sign of the German submarine that had torpedoed our ship. I couldn’t cry. I could only watch as the beautiful ocean liner RMS Lusitania went down at an alarming speed. The Titanic had taken around 3 hours to sink, but our Lusy wasn’t hanging around. When the torpedoes hit there were huge holes in the side of her, and great fires raging below her decks – she didn’t stand a chance. She was broken.

I became worried as my sister Sally stopped moving. I looked desperately for signs of life, I checked her pulse and thrashed around with her in the water in the hope that I could rouse her. Then everything went blurry as the cold began to take over.

Faraway voices called:

“These two ‘ere, they’re breathing!”

“Haul ’em in then, don’t hang about!”

Then my mind and vision went dark.

I was woken, and I sat up. I could tell that we were back on land, because there was the sound of people talking all around me. The birds were land birds, the sky was kind – unlike the sky at sea, which was cruel just like the water below it. Then I saw… My sister lying a few metres away, but breathing steadily. There was no colour in her cheeks. She had always been pale, but never as pale as this. But she was breathing.

I realised as I knelt beside her, that she was broken – just like our Lusy.

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I hope you thought it was ok, and I’m sorry that all of my AAWC stories turn out to be about ships! People say that it is easiest to write about what you like/enjoy, and I LOVE ships, so I find it really easy to write good stories involving ships. 🙂

Byeeeeeeeeeee!

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BIBPC First Category

Hello everyone! Yes, I am doing another competition/challenge, Megan’s Boring Into Beautiful Photography Contest! This week’s category was:

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Little things

So, this is my entry:

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Too cute! I actually took this one a while back, it was in one of my older posts, and I got some little Daisies from our garden and put it in a Sylvanian pencil pot.

By the way, tomorrow is a VERY important day, you will find out more tomorrow because there will be a special post…

Byeeeeeeeeeee!

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AAWC Challenge One

Hello everyone! Here is my entry for Misty’s writing competition. Enjoy! (I have included Pegasus, the team name.)

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Maisie and me were always together, always the same. Wherever she went, I went. Whatever I did, she did too. It was like having a constant reflection. I never wanted anything to happen, I didn’t want the imaginary mirror to shatter and for us to fall apart. I didn’t want to forget all our happy memories but now it was more painful than ever to remember. Early in the morning when we were little, we used to wake each other up and play with our teddies. Mr. Pegasus would go flying above the bed covers and soaring through the skies. Doreen the Dinosaur would stomp along the duvet. We would play imaginary games all morning until mum came, telling us to get ready for school.

The time passes quickly, and now I sometimes think about how I had always taken Maisie for granted. I loved her so much, especially in the first few days of nursery school. I had a reflection that none of the other kids had. She was always there to hold my hand; and in return I would hold hers. We helped each other through life. Until one day Maisie was gone.

“Daisy, I’m so sorry!”

“Ohhhh, you poor little thing!”

“How will you cope?”

That was what I heard after that Sunday. The terrible Sunday. Every day, I hike up to the spot where it happened. I kneel down in the soft, brown mud by the river. I lean over as far as I dare, and look at my own reflection. I remember my real reflection, Maisie. She will never come back.

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Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

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Coming soon…

Hello everyone! I am posting today to tell you about Misty’s Aspiring Authors Writing Challenge. I have entered, and I think that there is still time to sign up but I’m not sure. I am on Team Pegasus (definitely going to be the best team!)

The challenge starts on April 2nd. That is when the first prompt is posted, so I should be posting a LOT of stories/poems every week or so.

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