Would you like to meet my friends?
You would? Hurrah!
I’m sure they are the finest group
Of folks I ever saw

Let’s begin with Lucy,
The dear, brave, and sweet girl.
She’s gentle yet faithful
Through ev’ry adventure.

And that’s Pollyanna,
Standing by the window.
She’s most remarkable
Among everyone I know.

Her life was not easy,
But she still played the game.
She would count her blessings
Whene’er troubles came.

In a small town library on the corner of the square, two young people walked slowly towards each other down an isle between a few bookshelves. The young girl was dressed all in black, even down to the tips of her combat boots. The only color about her was the natural pink of her lips, and the unnatural bright blue tips of her jet black hair. The boy, on the other hand, was wearing a green shirt over bluejeans and bright red running shoes. Once they got to the middle, their hands met, reaching for the same book.

Judy stared at her bedroom ceiling, just as she did every night. She admired the familiar crevices as she allowed her mind to drift freely. Normally this habit resulted in sleep, but this particular night her brain was wide-awake. Her eyes careened to her bookcase, as she thought of the many adventures that lurked inside each book, ready to be released into her imagination. She looked at her favorite, “Out of the dark and into the sky”, and thought of the brilliant adventure it took the reader on.

The first five verses of John pack quite a punch. They show the eternality of Christ along with his power, authority, and victory as the light of the world that has not and cannot be overcome by the darkness. It’s a great introduction to a phenomenal book:

I really like the Peleg Chronicles by Matthew Christian Harding. Here's the link to his website:http://matthewchristianharding.com/. Also, Any PC "Peleg Chronicle" fans, please comment that you are... well, a fan! Anyway, hope you like it.

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People become leaders by using persuasive ways, like propaganda, posters, TV and ads. But some, like me, want other people to be interested in something that they are interested in. This essay is to get you interested in my favorite book series: The Peleg Chronicles!

Turn

The
Soft crinkle
Of the bending
The slightest move

With
A motion
Turning a page
A whole new world

One
Soft sigh
A held breath
A trance of wonder

Hurt
Odd pain
Not your own
Brought on by ink

This
New place
Brand new world
Exciting new adventure

Not
Of flesh
Born of words
Living deep inside

All
New view
Shifted forever
Brought by a turn

The Still Voice of A Poet

The quiet little poet
Sits in a corner all alone
Pen and paper, worth more than gold
The folding chair is her throne.

Poetry whispers very softly
It takes the ear of one who cares,
To hear the tiny voice
And see the thoughts it bears

The voice of a poet
Is still, that is true
But it can still effect you
Just see what it may do!

After the scrumptious breakfast of scones and sausage that Aunt Monria served me, my first order of business was to return to my room and write a letter to my parents, informing them of my safe arrival. I then had the rest of the day to myself, and decided to spend it familiarizing myself with my new home city. Donning a thick shawl to keep off the chill, I left the mansion and walked across the grounds and out the gate into the town of Havenwing. It was market day, Aunt Monria had told me, which promised more excitement in addition to the pure enjoyment of exploration.

 I used to love to read

It went hand in hand with to write

I used to love to lose sleep

Reading books all through the night

But now I don’t read as much

Even though I should

I love the stories I encounter

I find them really good

I find myself hesitating

To read something written well

Because every time I read something masterful

A bit of jealousy in me swells

Shannon Hale invents names with ease

Meg Whalen Turner holds you prisoner

1.
You make a valentine of galaxies
The universe is your love letter
Though we’re stained and torn
You laid down your life for us, so insignificant
So we could be your bride—
Whiter than snow.

2.
And I’ll ride away on my Heart Air Balloon
Fly off to the sky
Away from the HeartbreakLands where now I dwell
And I will be the Queen of Hearts.
But I will miss the seashells,
And there are things I cannot forget…