Pete was an inventor.
He could fix any appliance or machine that you could possibly imagine.
But he was bored.
The age of inventions seemed to have ended when Pete's father died.
The one thing Pete wanted to do was have some sort of adventure, which led to his doing lots of extreme sports.
Like sailboarding.
It was a highly blustrous day which is perfect for urban sailboarding.
Pete and J-Boy were at the local college campus doing just that.
Pete invented the sport. The sailboard is a board similar to a skateboard with a mast in the center.
The mast holds the sail used for steering. A second sail, similar to a parachute, is attached at several points on the board.
~Part II~
Chapter Four
Please note: When I was reading over this chapter, I realized that I sounded like I BELIEVED in magic and i tell you, that is NOT the case. As you read this, please keep in mind that I'm writing fantasy and that I DON'T believe in magic at all!
Also, any words or phrases that may have been quoted from C.S. Lewis’ book or the Movie are not mine and Every true “Narnian” should recognize them.
Other than that, enjoy and God Bless You!
(o.o.c.) this is less of an actual story and more like an explanation, but I didn't want to make it into an essay.
Hiya!
Well, I'm trying a new story. Hopefully I'll keep writing it. I've got a vague idea of what I want to happen, and what this story is about. As it goes on, it'll be clear just what "talents" means. Annnnddd....I'd love to hear your thoughts. Comments?? It helps immensely when ya'll comment, because knowing people are reading is SO encouraging. Thanks!!
-Homey ;D
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One: Running, Healing, and Aggressive Cops.
I am Aalen.
I am 16 years of age, and i live in a small city neighborhood.
I like thinking of stories and I like telling stories. I do not like writing them down. (too many speling erors)
When i think of a story the first thing i do is tell it to myself. then i tell it to my best friend.
I have created countless storylines, elements, mechanics, worlds, settings, multiverses and the like. but the one who helps me get them straight is my friend Leinad K. Romethe.
Chapter three.
It was less than an hour until dinner time when I made it back to Uncle Oruc's and Aunt Monria's house. I turned my horse over to the stable master, Gerson, and went in through the back entrance of the house. The servants were in a veritable uproar scrambling through preparations for dinner, so I was able to make my way unnoticed through the hallway and up the stairs to my room.
Oh, I remembered. Uncle Oruc and Aunt Monria were having guests tonight. I had best make a good impression when I went to dinner, as befitted Havenwing's newest school teacher.
{1} “Humpty Dumpty”
**Hi! My best friend and I have been writing this for awhile, so I thought I'd post it sense she can't have a AP account :(... Hope you enjoy! This first Prologue was writen by myself then the first chapter is one that Liddyanne wrote, then its me, then its her and then its me and then its her and so and so forth! Thanks! Enjoy!**
Prologue