Update

Hello Everyone,
 I am working on a few projects on http://writergirlkait.wix.com/kaitsstoryserials that I hope you will check out. If you enjoyed reading some of my older work, please have a look. I hope I have improved at least a little! I appreciate your support.

The Girl Knight part 3

III.

A Change of Heart

Abby got into her carriage. The carriage would bring her to the witch’s tower, deep in Evergreen Forest. It was there that she would be tested on her knowledge of witchcraft. They drove past many houses, all deserted. The inhabitants were in the city, enjoying the festivities. Abby wished she could watch too, but she had to do her test. The test was more important than a parade. Besides, she had seen more parades than she cared to count. 

Finally, they reached the witch’s tower. Witch Claudia threw open the door. “You made it!” she cried. “Come on in and we’ll get started!” Abby smiled. She had known Witch Claudia since she was little. Claudia had always been very cheery and enthusiastic about everything. Abby had always loved how she could make anything fun and exciting.

Abby and Claudia got right to work. “First category, potions. Make me a basic love potion,” instructed Claudia. Abby performed the task perfectly. “Next category!” announced Claudia. “Spells. Perform a basic happiness spell.”  Abby opened her grimoire and whispered, “Sparkles, dance, make me shine, give me happiness sublime.” “Very good!” cried Claudia.  She was cheery as usual. But Abby noticed that as the test went on, she became more and more morose and dull. As Abby approached the completion of her test, two hours later, the light suddenly left Claudia’s eyes. “Claud, what’s wrong?” asked Abby. “Nothing Abigail, you have a test to complete,” said Claudia absently. “But Claud-” “Get to work!” yelled Claudia. Abby frowned. Claudia never raised her voice. What was going on?

Abby got her answer moments later. Claudia suddenly turned around. “So you’re done, eh?” she said. “Well yes, I suppose I should be going,” said Abby suspiciously. “You’re not going anywhere!” yelled Claudia. She zapped Abby into a corner, and prison bars magically appeared! “Claudia!” cried Abby. Claudia just laughed viciously. Abby sank to the ground in despair. 

Sorry again

I am really bad at remembering things, okay? So please forgive me if I keep missing days.

Story drafts- Rosa Find's her way

Chapter 1

Hi! I’m Rosa. Well, actually, I’m Rosalyn, but everyone calls me Rosa. Honestly, I don’t care. My sister Mackenzie says Rosalyn is better for an adult. Mackenzie is kind of a know-it-all. Anyways, I’m Rosa Johnston and I’m 12 years old. I have blond hair, blue eyes and I’m sorta short and chubby. I’m not overweight, just healthy. My twin sister is Mackenzie. She’s my opposite. I think that’s confusing. I’m this born to be star and she absolutely hates the spotlight. Weird, right? 

So today we’re heading off to Green Lakes Campground. Mackenzie and I just love Green Lakes. It’s absolutely amazing. There’s two lakes, and they’re always warm and refreshing. It’s the ideal camping spot. I’ve got two pink suitcases because we’re leaving for two whole weeks! Our housekeeper Mrs Roland looks after our house while we’re away. We live in a lighthouse! It has three floors. Mackenzie and I have our own bedroom on the third floor. That’s where all the bedrooms are. Downstairs is our kitchen, living room and dining room. On the first floor there’s a banquet hall, a little museum and this massive entrance hall. 

Sorry

Hi! Sorry about missing posts, I was away from internet. I will notify you the next time that occurs.

Story Drafts-Mother's Day Disaster

Hi! I’m Lacey O’Conner. I happen to be a total faliure at gift giving. Seriously, if someone graded the Christmas gifts I gave last year, I would get an F-. If that exists. So you can imagine the problem I had this Mother’s Day.

My craft was a disaster. So was my card. So my dad took me to the mall. It was 11:45 so we made our way to the food court first. As we sat there, I looked around the food court for other girls my age. Next to us, there was a girl with her brother and grandmother. She had a Body Shop bag. Then I saw a girl with a baseball cap and a GAP bag. Ok, I thought, good start. Body Shop first then. “Ready for Karen too?” my dad asked. “Oh my god!’ I said. “I forgot!” “Lacey, Lacey, Lacey,” said my dad, shaking his head. Karen is my dad’s wife.  My parents are divorced. My mom hasn’t remarried, but dad did. So I live with mom half the time, and dad and Karen half the time. “Ok,” I said. “I’ll get something for Mom and something for Karen. I’ve got enough money.” So Dad had to agree. 

“Body Shop first,” I directed Dad. “Mom likes their stuff.” At least, I hoped she did. I really didn’t know. “Karen likes scented soaps,” Dad reminded me. “Right,” I said. I had forgotten that. Mom says I’m very absentminded. It’s embarrassing.

New story-Deergirl

Prologue

Fallen Leaves stood at the door of the family tepee as she watched her younger brother Whistling Birch play with his friends. They were playing with the knuckle bones. Along came the older boys, heading off to hunt for elk, moose or buffalo. The other tribes also hunted for deer, but since before Fallen Leaves was born the Deer tribe had never touched deer. It was tradition. The Buffalo tribe was going off past their camp now. they always went this way to the hunt. A few boys called to Whistling Birch and his friends, “Wimpy Deer people! Only wimps don’t hunt deer!” One of the little boys, Birds-at-Dawn, started to cry. The Buffalo boys laughed even harder. “Wimps! Wimps and crybabys!” they yelled. Then, whooping with laughter, they ran of down the track. Fallen Leaves felt someone behind her. Her grandmother, Laughing Brook, put her hand on Fallen Leaves’ shoulder. “Gather the the children in the meeting tent,” she instructed. “I will be waiting.” Fallen Leaves did as she was told. When all the children had gathered in the tent, Laughing Brook began her tale. “This is the story of why we do not hunt deer. It is the story of Deergirl.”