Starting my dream!

Hey Everyone, Maizy Star here! I own a popular blog, dizzywoodhints.wordpress.com, which I wont post as much on anymore. Sry! Anyway, I am gonna post on some songs I will write, some pictures I make, stories I write, yeah, its alllllll good. So I am gonna start my dream with expressing my personality by showing you my creativity. Let me show you a story I have written before.

I would say this is weird, because it is! It all started when I leaned on a sewage cover…

I was skipping down the hallway of the outlet. My foot stepped on the sewage cover, just like a butcher pounding meat. My heart beated as I moved back instinctively. It opened! Just as I was going to get one of the construction workers fixing up the outlet, I saw a shine, a beautiful rainbow shine that could only be seen once in every two centuries. I went back and opened the lid more, then wiped the nastiness on my skirt. Was it nastiness? Probably not if you looked down in there and saw a sun shinning down below the clouds, which looked like it was almost about to rain. The hole was big enough for me to fit, but suddenly I knew I was wrong. My waist was stuck, and I was going to die! I slipped my fingers in, trying to numb them just to feel what numbness was like (that was one of the things I dreamed of experiencing). Instead, the hole opened more and I fell! Soon, I found myself under a sun and twelve feet of clouds blocking the sun. Major sunburn was what I felt underneath the right sleeve of my shirt, and it hurt like I fell from a tall cliff. I looked around to see if there was anyone, or even an innocent witness that saw me.

Soon, someone who came from nowhere appeared! It was my missing classmate, who was missing for four weeks. His name was Donald, and Sally, his little sister, was hiding behind him. Suddenly I burst out, “Did you fall from there, too!”

He replied with a straight, “Yes.” Donald was the smartest boy and most popular kid in the school. We were both in sixth grade, and our little siblings liked each other, crazy, because they are the most hated kids in their grade.

I apologize for saying it now, but, I am Maizy Allaberry Star. I am the smartest in the school, but no one appreciates that. I only have a few best friends, and these two girls, Ellie and Annie, I hate them. They may make me smile, but like this group of boys, every time they see me make a mistake, they have that chance to make fun of me. I made all sorts of mistakes! Mistake-pro! I always came home furious and sad after school, just because of them. The group of those boys thinks they are so cool, but in fact, the only people who think they are cool, are they’re 50 best friends, and themselves. On the other hand, Ellie and Annie think the same thing, but hate the group of boys, because they think they stole their idea.

Back to the missing troop now.

“How am I lucky to be with you?” I called out, just as I was trying to find an escape in the sky.

“Actually, you are very lucky, because if it was Rew that you were stuck with, you would have to go without him and possibly let him die,” replied Donald. Rew was born with only half a brain. He even brought a picture of it to school one day, but only Donald and I seemed to believe it. Donald knew about these things because he tutors all the kids in the school, since he was in fourth grade. I have tutored kids since third.

“DARN THAT REW!” I had another bad day today, so I yelled because of that, and like most other girls in the school, I sort of, well, liked him. One reason was he was smart and good looking. A second reason was I sometimes feel some affection from him going to me. Third, I know what he is like, a lot, for because we were both the smartest kids in the school, we are usually put in programs and partnered up a lot.

“Sorry, I guess my ex-friends came up to your nerves today?” See! He cares about me and he knows what the group of boys, which let’s call them the ‘Troop’, does to me! “Maizy? Hello, are you there?” He also has a sense of humor, which I like in a boy.

“Let me go to the nearest lake and wash up.” I arrived there and found out the water was actually cherry soda, maybe not the best drink I could have, but would be the worst substitute for water. I looked for another lake and there was sparkling water! Sour, bitter water I should say. I thought it would be best because I was both thirsty and sweaty. I should keep a diary about this, oh, and I almost forgot, the land only makes one type of regular plant, white birches. I was able to pull HUGE, THICK, sheets of the stuff that came off, just enough to make a diary that had ten pages everyday. So, here is my first entry-

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Dear Diary,

Today I am starting my first page of this diary. I have found out the places to clean your self, eat, and sleep. My favorite place is the candy fields. I study the different types of candy and how they grow. I don’t share with Donald, or his little sister Sally, my researches. Sally is a little fat girl, but not Donald. Donald’s dad isn’t Sally’s dad, but they share the same mom. Donald told me that when I talked about my brother. I wonder how Sally got in. When I pushed the hole, the hole just stayed there and grew bigger, the lid magically covered the portal, and the sewer cover looked like nothing happened, if you ignored the size of it. I need to go now. The dark chocolate sky is covering now. And the cheesy moon is coming with it. I guess the moon is made out of cheese, but now, why do I see more than one?

Now that you read my little paragraph of small, cursive writing, I shall make a big move.

“Hi Sally! Have you seen your brother?” I asked Sally.

“Um, no, but I think he went over there,” she replied softly. She pointed to another section of the land that I haven’t discovered yet. Has Donald been coming here on his hunting trips? And is this why he always get us better tasting water? I ran over there to find out.

“Oh, hi there Zillitor!” Donald called when he saw me looking for him. Zillitor is my nickname that everyone calls me. My sister, Meecha, gave it to me.

“Hi Donald, what is this place?” I replied.

“This is another part of the land that I have discovered. We probably are the first ones to discover this, just like the candy land.”

“Speaking of candy, I am hungry for some licorice. Oh, and is this where you get your real meat and water?”

“Uh, yes, in fact, I even get our clothes here, for I always see something such as leather, rabbit, and bear fur coats here. I have seen the same ones everyday since the day you came here. Also, that is the day I discovered this place. Nothing mysterious, for you dropped here three weeks after we did.”

“Oh, ok. Um, can I talk to you privately? It is something important.”

“Okay, I wonder if it is serious.”

Back at the candy land, where Sally is left alone, scared and eating candied yams.

“Zillitor! Donald! I am scared!” Yet, there wasn’t any answer. “I will sleep now! If you do not want me to, then come over here!” She slept a few minutes after waiting and trying to sleep.

Back with our friends about to talk alone beneath a shady tree with large branches…

“Okay, I’ve been meaning to tell you this, but-“

“You like me.” Donald interrupted me and smiled. “Maizy, I want to tell you this, too, but right now love isn’t a choice right now. I am sorry.” I felt my heart break for these words. He loved me, but didn’t love me. I was jealous of all those girls who were with boyfriends, and dating before going into 7^th grade.

“I understand, Donald.” He put his hand behind my hair, pulled my head towards his, then kissed my cheek, but not for long, because I pulled my head back and ran away toward the direction opposite from camp. I felt weird about all this. He loves me, but doesn’t, yet he kisses my cheek as to be romantic. I had to rest my head in this forest of, of, ethics?

Donald returned back to camp, and cooked a little bit for Sally and me, hoping I could forgive him. We were both depressed and full of thoughts. I was unconscious, though. No one knew that. I wrote in my diary anyway, with many mistakes.

Sunday, June 11, 2006

Dear Diary,

Today my heart broke, for love is cruel and wicked. Donald makes things unconscious for me, and I am still having trouble stopping that. I need to make a pill and a drink from some herbs. I took a junior medicine class to help me in the wilderness. It should help. But I am falling asleep. I see a wonderful illusion of Donald coming towards m

I couldn’t finish, for I fell asleep, like I was sick. Hopefully Donald made me a medicine, for he took the class, too, and made one for his sister while I stayed here.

“Zillitor! Zillitor! Are you awake?” Yelled Donald.

“I am up. I don’t like people yelling in my ear,” I replied with a faint voice. I drank a cup full of an orange colored drink.

“I made you some orange juice. I found a part of candy land that had trees full of fruit, so I made you some-“

“Don’t talk. I will be traveling. I need to ask for someone.” I walked off into the forest again. There, I made a backpack out of leather, clothes out of rabbit skin, packed up some of the hides, hunted for meat, fished in the lake nearby, and picked some of the leaves that I knew made my breath smell good. I came back and asked Sally if she wanted to come, but she said no. Then in the fruit trees area where no one was, I summoned my sister, Meecha to come. I missed her a lot, and when she came, I hugged and kissed her and told her all about what has happened. Then, I told her what to do before we left. While she prepared, I wrote a diary entry in my diary, and it took about an hour, but I couldn’t remember much, for I was busy doing other stuff before writing and talking to Meecha.

Saturday, June 12, 2008

Dear Diary,

Today I asked for my sister, Meecha to come. She arrived saft6ly and was handling my outdoor survival book, fortunately. I fell asleep while writing the entry before this one. I woke up finding Donald by my side. I felt nothing for him anymore. And now for fun, a few words that I hear from Meecha. “I remember doing this yesterday in craft class! I also got to decorate it with stickers and paints. But instead, I used scissors to make fringes, patterns, and other things. I wonder if Zillitor wouldn’t mind it.” Okay, there were some words of hers. Now, I must go and do some studying, or maybe after a nice 5 minute nap.

“Donald, I have some studies I have done in the past. Meecha, I need you to listen too. Sally, I have something for you,” I said sleepily.

“Zillitor, Zillitor, Maizy! Wake up. You aren’t with Don and Sal anymore. We have our own camp. You fell asleep after I made my backpack. I hope it was okay that I decorated it. Anyway, we need to do some studying here today. After that, we are going to work with writing our studies together, and find samples of the things here. We need to hurry. Also, I cooked us up a nice meal,” Meecha informed me.

“Sorry, I really want to go home. Hey, what did you make?”

“The bark of a type of tree, which I ate, has a taste of chicken, and I am not kidding. Then, the leaves have tastes of tacos, burritos, and hamburgers. Another type of tree has bacon, and this bush has some nice tasting Morta Della. I know that you love that, so I made a batch with extra bunches of that bark in it. For lunch, we will have a sandwich of the bush, tree bark that tastes like salami, and pieces of clouds that are Swiss cheese.” Meecha is known of making at least a paragraph’s worth of talking when being informative.

“I will go bathe in the real water lake, or maybe at the seltzer water lake.”

“Don’t worry, the things here are 100% sanitary. It is very good, so we could even eat the ground. It is a yeast powder, in fact. Also, there is another type of bush that has a taste of that liver recipe dad makes us, and we know we both love it.”

“Can you say anything but a paragraph of information right now? It is hard following you.”

“Oh sorry, go ahead and bathe. Wait! I will come with you.”

“Okay, I will pick out our clothes.”

Suddenly, I heard Donald singing that new song that came out on iTunes last week, which was my favorite song, Falling Aboard Your Ship. It had a nice tune to it, and all the kids at the school loved it. I hid myself right away and told Meecha. We couldn’t let him know we were here, so we got our stuff and hid in the bushes.

“Hey Sally, shall we set up our camp here?” Donald asked. This wasn’t good, for he picked our camping spot. We now had to run away and hide. It would be hard. Have I told you that Meecha is my twin? Well, she is. She is two minutes younger than me. Anyway, while we were moving, I wrote a little bit in my diary. It was a little messy and I didn’t write in cursive.

Sunday, June 13, 2008

Dear Diary,

Meecha and I are running away from Donald. He ended up taking our wonderful camping spot. Sorry my entry is a little messy. It sucks. We haven’t done all of our studying yet, so we are a little behind, but because the clouds look like stairs, we can hope that they are strong enough so we can climb at the top and, wait a minute, maybe there is a land there with people! Also, we are now approaching a new land where there are neighborhoods and it looks like home. Nothing is edible except for the produce they have, but they have the taste they have to have. Oh well, I need to go. Bye!

“We are close that Donald and Sally didn’t get us. Hey, this neighborhood looks abandoned,” Meecha told me.

“I think we will have to pick a house to live in and find its goods. Look for the closest museum and library. We can find things there,” I commanded Meecha.

“I see a library there, oh and there is a wonderful garden there! This place may be abandoned, but these flowers are well taken care of! I wonder why. Maybe th-“

“Don’t talk so much. Anyway, I think that these flowers are special because they can help themselves and never need people to help them. Shouldn’t we name these lands? I call this one Flower Ridge.”

“Okay, the forest we were in should be called Black Forest Ham. Ha ha! That’s funny!”

“I agree. Because you never visited the candy land, I should name it, so it will be Candy Land, like the game.”

“Okay, so, shall we study how old these lands are and pick our home?”

“You pick our home, I will do the studying. I have a fast mind anyway.”

“Okay, we will find a house, and if I want my own and it is okay with you, then we can have our own.” After a short while, we found a house that was loaded with people. One of them was the fattest, but most beautiful women in the world. We learned that all the eggs in her were fertile, so next month she will have 56 babies. This was hard to believe. Another person was a man so short he needed someone to make sure no one stepped on him. Then, there were two twins, like Meecha and me, who looked nothing alike, but they were identical. We stayed in the neighborhood for at least two months and did some studying. By then, the woman who was fat had just had all her babies and recently finished recognizing them and giving them all names. I put in more than 74 diary entries at that time, too. We founded three lands covered with people, and five that haven’t been found yet. We have heard news of Donald and Sally coming and going, but they never found us. Meecha and I probably were missing for that whole time, but maybe they forgot us. We didn’t look the same since we were 11. Our growth spurt and puberty have changed us. It was amazing.

“Hey, Mrs. Gubbard, can I baby sit for you today?” Meecha asked Mrs. Gubbard, the woman with many children.

“Well sure Meecha! You can baby sit Gloria, Mona, Alexandra, Ernie, Rew-“Mrs. Gubbard kept on going, but I thought to myself something.

“Rew, don’t I know that name? Like, maybe, Rew Arnad! Man, I am so happy Meecha is baby sitting and not me.”
“Okay, thank you, we need the money before we leave this world today.”

“L-l-leave!” I yelled. The babies were crying. “What do you mean leave?”

Meecha replied with a, “Zillitor, I have told you this since Thursday.” Today was Wednesday, so almost a week she has told me. “You need to find Donald and Sally, so we can get them, too.” This was going to be hard. Last time I heard about them was a 15 day trip to parts unknown about three days ago, who knows where they are?

“Okay, but it may take more than a day. Wait, I will find transportation. You baby sit.” I went out and rode a horse-powered dragon car to the south, were Donald and Sally were. It took 10 hours to find them, and 10 hours to get back.

“Thank you for bringing us back home Zillitor. We really appreciate it,” thanked Donald. He looked into my eyes while mine were looking at the house. Not true love anymore. Then he brought up a saddened, “I am sorry Maizy, you know love doesn’t come first all the time, but why can’t you forgive me all these years? I know you were there the time I took your spot in the forest. I am really sorry, but because we are 13 now, we can make up for it. Before we split, I will give you a surprise.”

“Okay, I forgive you, but we can’t date. Love isn’t a priority right now, I don’t believe in it at this time. You better be single though, in case I like you again,” I told him with a strict manner.

We both said deal and shook our hands. I brushed my hand on my shirt right after we shook. He saw it and frowned, and said nothing to me until in was departure time in the dragon car we got to keep.

“Sally, are you buckled up?” Meecha asked. Sally replied with a nod. Meecha asked that same question to Donald and me, but with our own names instead of Sally’s. We said yes and flew in the air, and went into the hole Donald and I fell in. We arrived were we started, but something was bad, very bad.

“What happened?” Donald asked.

“I think, I think, OH NO!” I screamed. The land was covered with have you seen this child papers, with our faces and names on them. The whole area was torn down, too, for that was a penalty to the city for lying. The only part of the valley was now only a huge city hall, were only 16 families of five lived, one family of two, and one family of three. The last two families were ours. We came to them and cried on our parents’ shoulders. We all cried, and after four years, the valley was better than ever. Now, Meecha, Donald, and I are 17, and guess what? I got a boyfriend. His name is Donald Harrison. We are very happy, and Meecha is boyfriend and girlfriend with Rew Arnad, who turned out to be smarter than ever. Sally, on the other hand, still is too young to date, and so is Kever, my brother. Did I mention that yet? It was sad, though, for Donald’s mom died in a car accident and cracked her head. I still write in my diary today, and this day today is Saturday, September 15, 2012, were everything is wonderful. The other land, were it is well-known now, is going well, and they have a larger population. Meecha, Donald, Rew, Sally, Kever, and I plan to live there when we are older, married, and need a home. We soon hope to get great credit for this land as well.

The city needed this land to expand.

Epilogue

At age 32, Maizy Allaberry Star married Donald Ruth Harrison on the same day that Meecha Arrie Star married Rew White Arnad. Kever Star stayed single forever and lived a good life, where Sally died at age 44 with a bad heart, for she was too fat to live. In the year 2027, the land that the group found didn’t exist anymore, again. It took until 2180 when it was found again, then abandoned for the last time 15 years later. It didn’t survive, but all the land was given to make more land in the ocean. The edible and valuable things of the land, which was always named Quorum, turned out to never expire or be extinct. They lived forever, until when extraterrestrials from another galaxy about 1,000,000,000 light years away blew up the solar system and the Milky Way, so the Milky Way was off the map. This year wasn’t recorded, for no one was able to do that. Though, Maizy and Donald adopted a little girl the day she was born, and a little boy at age 1. The little boy, however didn’t live long because his mother before treated him badly and poisoned him. He died the next week. 13 years after Maizy and Donald were together, they divorced. Meecha died before Rew when she was 90 years of age. Maizy made it into 112, so did Rew, but Donald went into the war and never came back. Rew and Meecha’s kids carried on that story, but no one cared. That is why the land seemed extinct. The story must end, it is… The End.

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