HEEEEYYY GUYS! I AMM SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SORRY I HAVNT WRITTEN IN SO LONG! I HAV JUST STARTED BACK 2 SCHOOL AND GOT THE BEST TEACHER EVA! HER NAME'S MS.K AND SHES REALLY OLD BUT SOOOOO KEWL! SHE PLAYS AWESOME GAMES IN EVERY SUBJECT AND TAKES US OUT 2 PLAY GAMEZ IN PE ...U KNOW THAT STUPID TEACHER I HAD LAST YEAR? WELL SHE RETIRED! WE ALL PARTIED! ANY WAY THIS IS GOING 2 BE ONE OF THE BEST STORIES I HAVE EVER WRITTTEN! P.S I DONT OWN PJO THE MYTH MASTER DOES AND IM JEALOUS, I NEED UR BRAIN RICK! I OWN ONLY MY WORDSXXEMILYTHESTRANGE12 P.P.S I USED 2 BE CONVERSECHICK12
CHAPTER 1 hidden secrets
Hi, my name is Phoebe. I'm ten turning eleven on March 12 and have the strangest story ever. For an 11 year old, I have one the smartest brains you'll come across and the most athletic person especially in swimming. I have deep grey eyes and black long glossy hair, with red streaks. My mom is an architect and my dad owns the arcade near our apartment. When I was little and even now, my parents wouldn't sing me lullabies or books at night, they would tell me Greek myths, ever since then I have been fascinated by them. Ever since I can remember, I have been different. Not just the usual, tall, punky, girl who stays after in maths to revise the lesson, but just weird. For example, when I was eight I was looking around the garage for some boxes for my science project, I found a whole vase of deadly weapons of Greek swords, bronze knives, and poisoned arrows. I checked them all out, before my mom came in. "Phoebe! What are you doing with those? Put them down this instant! They aren't ours! They are the neighbour's whose gone to Australia for 10 years!"
Or, I was looking in my mom's jewellery box for something to wear to my friend Megan's party, and found a black leather string of unique beads with little scenes and markings on them, then bingo! Here's Mom's line!: "Phoebe Jackson! What did I tell you about going through my stuff?"
I think you get the point. My mom and dad are both 28. Yeah mom was pregnant with me when she was 17. Enough about my mom. Well, my dad is awesome. He is all laid back and relaxed, while mom is always stressed. He has all these cool friends, who play air hockey and pack man with me at dad's old arcade. And mom has a couple of friends who she sees often. Anyway my story is crazy and hard to believe, so if you enjoy painful deaths, wicked family secrets and harmful arachnids then read on, but if you enjoy happy stories about happy little normal girls, who have a nice day and a nice dinner and sweet dreams then I'm sure one of the next stories is for you.
I woke up in the middle of the night from a strange dream, I was just in a grand, majestic hall, looking for the bathroom when two figures appeared in silver dust. The woman was in a long white, chiffon, with embroiled gold on it, she had curly dark hair, and stormy grey eyes like mine, with a large snowy owl on her shoulder. The man was dressed in golden armour and holding a trident in his right hand.
"W-who are you?" I said in a shaky voice.
"We may not tell you so soon, my dear. Time shall come and we shall reveal our identities to you." Spoke the woman.
"Right well, i'm just looking for the bathroom so..."
"Just down the hall." Smiled the man. The woman elbowed him and gave a dark look.
"I mean, you cannot say a word to anyone about us or this dream."
I simply nodded. After that I woke up and thought about the whole thing. Then i saw my greatest fear just crawling on the wall. Oh yeah forgot to mention, i'm terrified of spiders.
HOW WAS THAT? PLANNING TO DO SIX STORIES OF THIS GIRL, AND END IT SO EPIC. AND I WANT TO THANK EVERYONE FOR ALL THE SUPPORT AND COMMENTS! ESPECIALLY ANNABETHISTHEBEST.
THANKS SO MUCH REMEMBER R+R CYAXXXXXX