Hey guys! Long time since my last post here XD well, here's something A W E S O M E that happened some days ago:
So, my two cousins (Rafael - 6 years old - and Gustavo - 2 years old) were at my house, they slept there for the weekend and on Saturday we went outside to play.
The boys, my mom, their dad and me played ball, tag, etc etc. Then, it was 7pm, and the adults wanted to go back inside, but we (the kids) didn't... So they took little Gustavo with them (he was sleepy) and Rafael and I went to this piece of field right beside my house... And then he made the...
I've been RPing since 2003, and I'm a very passionate writer - I don't hurry from a situation to the next, I love to take it slow and dig into my characters' heads and the situation itself when I write about them. That is not to say I constantly write really in-depth - of course I don't, or that I'd never do a time-skip - of course I do...Just, i don't want to needlessly hurry. To me, it's quality over quantity. I need a writing partner with similar passion and preference in those terms.
I won't grow up
(I won't grow up)
I don't want to go to school
(I don't want to go to school)
Just to learn to be a parrot
(Just to learn to be a parrot)
And recite a silly rule
(And recite a silly rule)
If growing up means it would be
Beneath my dignity to climb a tree
I'll never grow up!
Never grow up!
Never grow up!
I've had dreams so big and small
But one I can hardly remember at all
It was different so full of creation
Ive been reunited with my imagination
It's been a long time since this dream has been created
As long as it's still here 'that' child will never be faded
All the little things in my life I had arranged
Yet he still knows in my soul I haven't changed
It's been through a lot of adventures that we'd begin
I just want one more, before I become an adult again
There was a time when I was alone
Nowhere to go and no place to call home
My only friend was the man in the moon
And even sometimes he would go away, too
Then one night, as I closed my eyes
I saw a shadow flying high
He came to me with the sweetest smile
Told me he wanted to talk for awhile
He said, "Peter Pan, that's what they call me
I promise that you'll never be lonely," and ever since that day
I enjoyed the unique portrayal of Peter's appearance. I love the elfish look that they gave him, and I feel as though Bobby Driscoll's wonderful voice was PERFECT for the role. I also enjoyed the lack of romance.
2. The 2003 Version
I enjoyed the realistic effects and the very subtle changes from the book, although most of it followed along (which I thought was alright. I like a little creative twists and turns, but I still found the movie very enjoyable). I also enjoyed...
NOTE: This is NOT the exact story. It is just my version and how I envisioned it.
Also, when you're done reading, please read the note at the end :)
Kensington Gardens was always busy on Sundays. This is, of course, why it was always a struggle for the Mr. and the Mrs. to find a nice empty spot to converse with their young son, Peter.
The three of them would normally speak of unimportant subjects, such as the lovely green of the grass or the blue of the sky. Today, however, they planned to discuss...
Hey guys, so I wrote this story while listening to "Neverland", by Zendaya Coleman, and I suggest you to read listening to it as well! :) Try to imagine the scenarios, I hope it inspires you!
The power had gone out hours ago. The rain was already over, however, there were still some thunders rumbling and lightnings across the sky from time to time. It was late, around 11pm.
She had always been afraid of the dark. The unknown. When the control is lost. Still, something made her go to the yard. She went outside and abandoned her family in the living room....
"There I was," A boy with dirty blonde hair and a smooth voice began with an intense tone, crouching on one leg upon a dusty grey rock. "In mid-air with a blade to my throat. Hook had a blood-thirsty glare as he moved the tip of the sword down to my chest and dragged it against my skin."
A few mermaids, who were surrounding him and gripping their hair in suspense, winced in unision.
"Oh, Peter!" One cried in a pained tone. "Were you alright?" Peter nodded before continuing.
What's the point of going to your cousin's house if he doesn't want to play with you at 2:44am? That's not fair! Let's play something, not waste time watching silly videos on Youtube cus we got nothing better to do DX I. WANT. TO. PLAY. Preferably outside, sneak out the house would be awesome... :D Cmon, dear cousin, you're only a 12 year old boy, you gotta play with me!
Posted 12 days ago