I ran home crying. I hated him more now than I ever had or ever will. I mean seriously a girl can't make an fingertip blizzard in peace any more. My name is Ashley. Ashley Thorn.
I was outside, hiding behind the football scoreboard as usual when kyle Johnson saw me make a minature blizzard on the tip of my finger. Right then I got exspelled again.
To be continued........................
I have a book that I'm planning to come out in the summer called 'in office '( nothing to do with PJTO) And another one that I want come out in the next fall called ' Cold ' I have a feeling they will be good comment and read the books.
Thanks! Sincerely,
daughter of Aphrodite.
I was outside, hiding behind the football scoreboard as usual when kyle Johnson saw me make a minature blizzard on the tip of my finger. Right then I got exspelled again.
To be continued........................
I have a book that I'm planning to come out in the summer called 'in office '( nothing to do with PJTO) And another one that I want come out in the next fall called ' Cold ' I have a feeling they will be good comment and read the books.
Thanks! Sincerely,
daughter of Aphrodite.
This is what I think would happen if Percy lost the duel with Kronos and if Annabeth wasn't as strong.This is a poem.
Fights bravely sword in hand,
Inside this duel to the death.
Silver flashes bronze clangs.
For just one hour they fight.
He is wounded but still strong,
Then a flash of silver and black,
He is not fast enough,
Scarlet blood flows freely,
Red pools around him.
With his last dying breath,
He mumbles his loves name.
As she kneels and weeps,
For her fallen warrior.
She picks up up her lovers bronze sword,
And kills the unsuspecting enemy.
She raises her dagger,
And plunges it into her chest.
Fights bravely sword in hand,
Inside this duel to the death.
Silver flashes bronze clangs.
For just one hour they fight.
He is wounded but still strong,
Then a flash of silver and black,
He is not fast enough,
Scarlet blood flows freely,
Red pools around him.
With his last dying breath,
He mumbles his loves name.
As she kneels and weeps,
For her fallen warrior.
She picks up up her lovers bronze sword,
And kills the unsuspecting enemy.
She raises her dagger,
And plunges it into her chest.
