Chap 1
They say the woods had magical powers, or that there were creatures possessing the woods that caused strange things to happen in the neighboring town. But myths may be able to fool the 19th century, maybe even the 20th century, but the 21st century? You’ve got to be kidding me. With the kind of first class technology that can map out entire areas through every nook and cranny, and that can create a program that can entangle the entire world in its web. The 21st century was 1st class, un-gullible and not easily fooled, too wrapped up in our own little bubble of a world that we created for ourselves, that we forget the dangerous place of death and misery that this world really is.
For hundreds of years no human had touched Greenwood Forest. But with it’s lush fields, tall shady trees, excellent soil and abundance in water, Greenwood forest had caught the eyes of 21st century housing development planners, and soon a little town was to be constructed there. And that was the place that Eleanor and Brandon Dyson and their kids 17year old Brandy, 19 ano old Cadence, 11 ano old Carly and 8 mês old Caylee were going to be moving to. After all with the new baby and everything the family needed mais space, and Mr. Dyson had gotten a job there.
They drove down the dusty old road for what seemed like forever, with nothing surrounding them but dead grama and murky grey skies. There was a grey sky yeah, but somehow, stupidly enough, there was no rain. The long electricity lines made a pretty sight as birds used them for a nest and huge epiphytes grew onto them hanging on with their long and pretty roots. Soon they could see the forest ahead of them, It was so beautiful and lush and green. And as they entered, the sky automatically turned bright blue and the clouds opened up, white and cottony and pretty. The road here was brand new.
“You know, there are a lot of stories about these woods” said Mr. Dyson “One of the reasons why they took so long to build on it.”
“Oh come on Brandon, let’s not scare the kids”
“I’m not scarin’ them hun just trying to make this drive a little mais interesting that’s all”
Eleanor rolled her eyes, and then Brandon continued “They say the forest is filled with malevolent creatures, and not the good kind either, I’m talking about spirits that live inside of the trees so that they can watch you at night, spirits of children who died in horrible ways when they were only babies, they say their feet turn backwards and they wear big straw hats over their heads to hide the fact that they have no face, every once in a while, they like to call other kids so they can drag them into the forest to cadastrar-se them in play forever. One a the popular rumors is that if you go deep enough into these woods you see a pretty lady, and you know what she does to you? She leads you deeper and deeper inside the woods and then she…” then all of a sudden the car started to shake and tumble, then Mr. Dyson pulled over.
“Looks like we popped a tire” he said. The teenagers gave a fed up sigh while Carly just had on a worried look. Mom looked pretty fed up herself, leaning her head out the window with a tired look on her face, then all of a sudden, for what seemed to make no logical sense, Caylee burst out in an uncontrollable fit of laughter. conhaque just stared at her; this usually humored him, but not this time, not after what seemed like a 1000 hora drive to the end of the world. Yes, he was cranky. He looked at his sisters. Cadence had instinctively pulled out her phone and started texting wildly, while Carly was playing with her ponies. He rolled his eyes, and then he checked his phone. 0 messages, 0 calls. He shrugged, and then he opened the door of the car.
“Where are you going?” asked Cadence
“I dunno” he smirked. She just shook her head. Ironically enough, even though conhaque was named after his father, he looked absolutely nothing like him; he had his mother’s Bright blonde hair except with hints of brown and her crystal blue eyes. He even got his curious and slightly laid back, hands off attitude from his mom. His sisters were feisty, fiery and forceful like their dad, and they had his deep black-brown hair and green-brown eyes except with a hint of blue. They were exiting and alive and interested, while conhaque lived in Brandon universe.
His white sneakers hit the ground. He was wearing bright blue jeans and a hot red sweater. His hair was combed up in something like a Justin Beiber hairdo. He started to walk. He looked back; he could see his father trying to fix the white hatch back. He turned his head away from the car and into the forest.
He knew forests were dangerous and whatever, he thought. But that was just talk, he had never experienced it himself, and what if they were wrong? If they were right then he would just die...and what would be the problem with that? Yes, as you can probably tell conhaque was a very apathetic young man, not caring about his own life or where it took him, just simply going with the flow. He was bored and was simply curing his boredom.
He took one step into the forest over a big twig, and then all of a sudden some long hanging vines blew behind him and sort of shoved him into the forest, he fell on his hands. “Ah!” He got up, dusted off his hands and then continued walking. Then he heard moans coming from the trees. He looked around, looking for deformed children, then sighed. It was only just the breeze. He stifled a laugh.
He looked down; the ground was so full of bright brown fallen leaves that he couldn’t see the ground. Then he looked ahead at the deep brown, thick árvore in front of him and surely enough, a young lady peeked out.
He smiled, finally something about his fantasia that could actually be true. I mean, any sensible boy would have thought back at his father’s story and realized that it was dangerous, but he was desperate, so so desperate, and she was so so beautiful, so beautiful. He walked over a twig and it cracked. He reached out his hand to grab her soft, beautiful luscious body when suddenly he could hear his dad calling him from the distance. "Brandy" he heard. He moved back his hand, gave her a sad stare and ran away. Her breasts were blooming beautifully, filling up the topo, início part of her baby doll white and brown dress, the topo, início was white highlighting her bosoms and the bottom was nature brown. “She had curly blonde hair, kind of like a princess, and her eyes were brighter than the sky over the forest” he explained to his sister when they got to the house and had already unpacked and everything.
“Why do you always talk out all your disgusting girl fantasies to me Brandy? for the last time, I don’t care!”
“But she was real, I swear!”
“Well, if she’s so real then why didn’t you try to help her? Go run after her or something”
conhaque sighed “I could hear Dad calling my name and plus I didn’t want to get too deep down in those woods. I have horrible navigation senses”
“Oh wow, so you loved her so much that you didn’t care she was in the forest all alone? You could have told Dad or Mom”
“I…I didn’t think she needed help, she looked…fine” he chuckled
Carly rolled her eyes. He laughed and gave her a friendly nudge and then walked away. She laughed too “You need to find yourself a real girlfriend!” she shouted after him, and then she smiled, she loved her brother; him and her were very very close ever since he could remember, even though half of it was arguments.
They say the woods had magical powers, or that there were creatures possessing the woods that caused strange things to happen in the neighboring town. But myths may be able to fool the 19th century, maybe even the 20th century, but the 21st century? You’ve got to be kidding me. With the kind of first class technology that can map out entire areas through every nook and cranny, and that can create a program that can entangle the entire world in its web. The 21st century was 1st class, un-gullible and not easily fooled, too wrapped up in our own little bubble of a world that we created for ourselves, that we forget the dangerous place of death and misery that this world really is.
For hundreds of years no human had touched Greenwood Forest. But with it’s lush fields, tall shady trees, excellent soil and abundance in water, Greenwood forest had caught the eyes of 21st century housing development planners, and soon a little town was to be constructed there. And that was the place that Eleanor and Brandon Dyson and their kids 17year old Brandy, 19 ano old Cadence, 11 ano old Carly and 8 mês old Caylee were going to be moving to. After all with the new baby and everything the family needed mais space, and Mr. Dyson had gotten a job there.
They drove down the dusty old road for what seemed like forever, with nothing surrounding them but dead grama and murky grey skies. There was a grey sky yeah, but somehow, stupidly enough, there was no rain. The long electricity lines made a pretty sight as birds used them for a nest and huge epiphytes grew onto them hanging on with their long and pretty roots. Soon they could see the forest ahead of them, It was so beautiful and lush and green. And as they entered, the sky automatically turned bright blue and the clouds opened up, white and cottony and pretty. The road here was brand new.
“You know, there are a lot of stories about these woods” said Mr. Dyson “One of the reasons why they took so long to build on it.”
“Oh come on Brandon, let’s not scare the kids”
“I’m not scarin’ them hun just trying to make this drive a little mais interesting that’s all”
Eleanor rolled her eyes, and then Brandon continued “They say the forest is filled with malevolent creatures, and not the good kind either, I’m talking about spirits that live inside of the trees so that they can watch you at night, spirits of children who died in horrible ways when they were only babies, they say their feet turn backwards and they wear big straw hats over their heads to hide the fact that they have no face, every once in a while, they like to call other kids so they can drag them into the forest to cadastrar-se them in play forever. One a the popular rumors is that if you go deep enough into these woods you see a pretty lady, and you know what she does to you? She leads you deeper and deeper inside the woods and then she…” then all of a sudden the car started to shake and tumble, then Mr. Dyson pulled over.
“Looks like we popped a tire” he said. The teenagers gave a fed up sigh while Carly just had on a worried look. Mom looked pretty fed up herself, leaning her head out the window with a tired look on her face, then all of a sudden, for what seemed to make no logical sense, Caylee burst out in an uncontrollable fit of laughter. conhaque just stared at her; this usually humored him, but not this time, not after what seemed like a 1000 hora drive to the end of the world. Yes, he was cranky. He looked at his sisters. Cadence had instinctively pulled out her phone and started texting wildly, while Carly was playing with her ponies. He rolled his eyes, and then he checked his phone. 0 messages, 0 calls. He shrugged, and then he opened the door of the car.
“Where are you going?” asked Cadence
“I dunno” he smirked. She just shook her head. Ironically enough, even though conhaque was named after his father, he looked absolutely nothing like him; he had his mother’s Bright blonde hair except with hints of brown and her crystal blue eyes. He even got his curious and slightly laid back, hands off attitude from his mom. His sisters were feisty, fiery and forceful like their dad, and they had his deep black-brown hair and green-brown eyes except with a hint of blue. They were exiting and alive and interested, while conhaque lived in Brandon universe.
His white sneakers hit the ground. He was wearing bright blue jeans and a hot red sweater. His hair was combed up in something like a Justin Beiber hairdo. He started to walk. He looked back; he could see his father trying to fix the white hatch back. He turned his head away from the car and into the forest.
He knew forests were dangerous and whatever, he thought. But that was just talk, he had never experienced it himself, and what if they were wrong? If they were right then he would just die...and what would be the problem with that? Yes, as you can probably tell conhaque was a very apathetic young man, not caring about his own life or where it took him, just simply going with the flow. He was bored and was simply curing his boredom.
He took one step into the forest over a big twig, and then all of a sudden some long hanging vines blew behind him and sort of shoved him into the forest, he fell on his hands. “Ah!” He got up, dusted off his hands and then continued walking. Then he heard moans coming from the trees. He looked around, looking for deformed children, then sighed. It was only just the breeze. He stifled a laugh.
He looked down; the ground was so full of bright brown fallen leaves that he couldn’t see the ground. Then he looked ahead at the deep brown, thick árvore in front of him and surely enough, a young lady peeked out.
He smiled, finally something about his fantasia that could actually be true. I mean, any sensible boy would have thought back at his father’s story and realized that it was dangerous, but he was desperate, so so desperate, and she was so so beautiful, so beautiful. He walked over a twig and it cracked. He reached out his hand to grab her soft, beautiful luscious body when suddenly he could hear his dad calling him from the distance. "Brandy" he heard. He moved back his hand, gave her a sad stare and ran away. Her breasts were blooming beautifully, filling up the topo, início part of her baby doll white and brown dress, the topo, início was white highlighting her bosoms and the bottom was nature brown. “She had curly blonde hair, kind of like a princess, and her eyes were brighter than the sky over the forest” he explained to his sister when they got to the house and had already unpacked and everything.
“Why do you always talk out all your disgusting girl fantasies to me Brandy? for the last time, I don’t care!”
“But she was real, I swear!”
“Well, if she’s so real then why didn’t you try to help her? Go run after her or something”
conhaque sighed “I could hear Dad calling my name and plus I didn’t want to get too deep down in those woods. I have horrible navigation senses”
“Oh wow, so you loved her so much that you didn’t care she was in the forest all alone? You could have told Dad or Mom”
“I…I didn’t think she needed help, she looked…fine” he chuckled
Carly rolled her eyes. He laughed and gave her a friendly nudge and then walked away. She laughed too “You need to find yourself a real girlfriend!” she shouted after him, and then she smiled, she loved her brother; him and her were very very close ever since he could remember, even though half of it was arguments.
Prologue Look at the world, yeah go on and look at it. Now tell me, What do you see? Home? Life? Secrets? Death? Anything? Well most people always see it differently. But they never see what’s right in front of them.
When you look at the world you always see the small things. You never see the big obvious things that lurk in the shadows of every dark corner .
Well some of us see it, others… don’t. You’d be surprised por ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… or never will.
And I know we shouldn’t be telling you, but you ought to know.
So look at the world, that’s right look at it. Because it’s going to change forever…
When you look at the world you always see the small things. You never see the big obvious things that lurk in the shadows of every dark corner .
Well some of us see it, others… don’t. You’d be surprised por ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… or never will.
And I know we shouldn’t be telling you, but you ought to know.
So look at the world, that’s right look at it. Because it’s going to change forever…
Okay this fits to be artigo worthy. I have this budding idea for a story about a girl named Skye(real named skylar) who discovers that she and her two friends are Sirens ( a different kind than you think). They all have ibdividual powers like Skye can use other peoples power, Hazelle and Gabriel,s powers are conjuring fogo and Hazelle can shapeshift objects. Their parents were friends and there dads, and hazelle and gabriel have one parent while skye has none, she lives with her aunt and she has this lost sister who thinks she is a Siren but is their kinds' enemy. Meanwhile Hazelle and Gabriel are dating but skye and him are close because their moms were friends and wjen her parents died she lived with them for a while as kids. So eventually they like each other. This story is confusing and jeeds work but its what i have. Tell me should i tweek it or leave it alone. Also give me insight into what to do to fix it. Thanks.
Falling...
Sometimes she’s down por the river
Or other times por her tree
Sometimes she thinks about the things she can never see
But when the rain falls down, she’d cry
There’s no reason why
She’s always walked alone
No one’s ever shared her ride
No one’s ever felt close to her, no one’s ever por her side
She’s avoided por everyone
And never has any fun
Now darkness is her favourite thing
She thinks there’s no hope
No on ever throws her a rope
When she’s falling…
Sometimes she’s down por the river
Or other times por her tree
Sometimes she thinks about the things she can never see
But when the rain falls down, she’d cry
There’s no reason why
She’s always walked alone
No one’s ever shared her ride
No one’s ever felt close to her, no one’s ever por her side
She’s avoided por everyone
And never has any fun
Now darkness is her favourite thing
She thinks there’s no hope
No on ever throws her a rope
When she’s falling…
