Christmas Eve!

Tomorrow is Christmas Eve! I can't beileve it is already here! I wish you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!! I love you all and thank you so much for keeping up with this blog!


Thanks!
Brittney!

Wish I may, Wish I might

Every year on my birthday my brother, older than me by a year, would ask me what I wished for, because as a fairytale obsessed four year old, I didn’t want anything I simply wished for it. And every year on my birthday I would answer, ‘I wish for the thing I can’t have’. Most thought I was quoting something and there wasn’t any way I could sound so mature, but when you lose your site at the age of three and you don’t remember being able to see and your parent’s treat you like a fragile thing half the time and then don’t pay attention to you for the rest, you grow up quickly.

                                                           Chapter 1

“Darling, are you ready to get up?” My mother’s sweet concerned voice filled my dream and it vanished. “Mother?” I ask sitting up. “Yes, darling? I’m here.” I feel my mother’s arm wrap around my shoulders. “Mother, must I go to school? I know it’s my last year but my grades are so good I can skip and-” “No! No, you must go to school. Darling you’ll be fine.” “I’m the new girl. The new girl is never fine. Plus, the kids will laugh at me, and mess with Frodo. The teachers never approve of Frodo anyways.” “Frodo has been trained not to let any kids ‘mess with him’. The teachers have be informed and Frodo’s personal trainer has taught him where to take you but just in case the school is assigning you a ‘hallway buddy’, to make sure you don’t miss your classes and that you get the correct books for each class.” “But mother-” “No buts! You will be going to school and that’s final!” I feel my mother roughly leave my side. “Mother I didn’t mean-” “Tracy will be in soon to help you get ready.” I hear my mother’s angry steps fade away and my sisters happy skipping and humming fills the hall and soon my room. “You haven’t gotten up yet?” Tracy asks me sitting next to me. “No, Mother and I just-” “I heard. In fact I think the whole town heard mother’s shouts.” Tracy laughs and I force a smile. “Come on, let’s get you dressed.” My younger sister said pulling me from bed. “Where’s Frodo?” I ask my hands going out to lead me. “Frodo!” My sister calls out and I hear my dog’s panting feel the room. “Good morning, Frodo.” I say reaching down to pet the dog. He pushed his head into my hand and welcome my petting. “You ready for school?” I ask the dog. “I’m sure he is.” Tracy answers. “Will you tell me what he looks like again?” I hear my sister’s smile as she tells me Frodo is a dark brown with a blond almost golden paw and has one ear pointed and the other ear floppy. “Thank you.” I say smiling. “Come on, I have the perfect outfit for you.” “What is it?” I ask as she drags me to where I think the closet is. We’ve just moved here to Sage and I haven’t learned where everything is yet. “It’s the new dress mother bought you. I think it will help you stand out on your first day.” “I don’t need to stand out.” “But it will look great with your golden colored hair and those new cream sunglasses.” “What’s it look like?” “It’s a pale pink lacey long dress with flowing sleeves. It’s so pretty! Please where it! For me?” I sigh and hold out my hands. “That’s the spirit!” Tracy says and I can just imagine her beaming smile. I put the dress on and beg Tracy to braid my hair down my back. “Wow.” I hear Tracy say. “What is it? What’s wrong?” I ask looking around franticly. “No, it’s okay. You just look so pretty. Here are some ballet flats that will pull it altogether. We better hurry, Mother is waiting for us.” I nod and pick up Frodo’s lead and follow them out of my room and out of the house. We load Frodo up first then I slide into the seat followed by Tracy then Mary. “You look so pretty sissy.” Mary says. “Thank you, Marry.” I say then stare out the window. I wish I could see the new town pass by, the tress, the clouds, and the sunny sky. But I can’t. We don’t know if I’ll ever be able to. “Stop it, Wendy.” Mother’s voice ordered interring my thoughts. “Stop what?” I ask leaning my head on the window, unlike the house, this car has been with us through everything. “It’s not going to come true.” Mother answered harshly.

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“And this is your hallway buddy, Robbie. I’ve given him your list of classes and altered all your teachers about Frodo. Please feel free to come to me if there is any trouble.” I nod and force a smile. Knowing full well that my mother was still here. “Wendy,” Mother’s over chipper voice sounded. “The principal and I are going to go finish some paperwork. I’ll see you after school, darling.” “Alright, mother, goodbye.” I say and feel her hug me. No good luck. No I love you. Just I’ll see you after school. Which is a lie because she’ll still be at work till almost eleven. “So what’s with the outfit and special treatment? You a princess or something?” A deep voice asked. “No. Now if you point me in the direction of the office I must go tell my Mother I need a new ‘Hallway buddy’.” I say turning to where I heard my mother earlier. “It’s that way.” My idiotic ‘buddy’ told me. “I don’t know if you know this,” I say hoping he didn’t walk away. “Know what?” He asks. Good. I’m not talking to the wall. I sigh. “But I’ve lost my sight so saying ‘That way’ isn’t going to help anyone.” “So you can’t see anything?” He says after a while. “No, I can’t.” “Oh, uh, my aunt’s deaf.” “That’s not really the same thing.” I say hiding a smirk. “Well, the office is,” I feel him putting his hands on my shoulders. I feel a little tingly feeling build up inside me and I shrug it off. “That way, if you put your hand on the wall you can feel your way to the second door, that’s the office. I mean if you want to get a new buddy. But I kinda need this so I won’t get kicked out of school.” I could hear a smirk in his voice. Who is this, the bad boy? “Please let go of me.” I say shrugging him off. “Okay. As much as I hate it here, it gets me out of the house. I still am going to be your buddy, I can’t get kicked out of school.” I sigh. “I don’t wish to cause trouble so I think it’s best for everyone if I don’t have a bad boy as my ‘buddy’.” “Who said I was the bad boy.” “I can hear it in your voice and how you still have your hands on my shoulders.” I hear a door up the door open and he quickly takes his hands off of me. “Thank you. Now to my first class please.” I say holding Frodo’s leash tighter. “After you.” I say. “Do I go in front of your dog or do you hold my hand or how does this work?” “I can take your arm and you can lead me to my class, Frodo will make sure I won’t run into anything.” I say reaching out slightly. “Is this the norm. for a blind person?” “It makes seeing people more comfortable.” I answer smiling. “Okay, right this way, Princess.” I hide a smirk. He just thinks he’s all that doesn’t he? “I think you should stop calling me princess.” I say smirking. “And where is the fun in that?” Robbie asks and I can hear his smirk.

16

My birthday was yesterday readers! I turned 16! How awesome is that?! No, I can't drive yet... So I'm going to post this thing I'm working on buuuut I don't like it at all. My friend loves it so that's the only reason I do it but yeah. My mom said she's going to edit Finding In The Battle Field and we will make a awesome story. Not a short story but a real story! And I had this idea for a new story while watching the voice.... Okay I think I'll leave you with that,
Brittney :)

No Promises.....

So I met Quinn Loftis at an Meet the Library Book Club with my friends and I ended up giving her my blog address! So since she said she'll be looking at my blog I won't fangirl but no promises. I will have ever tell you all to go to her website and check it out or to read her book Prince of Wolves! I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!!! AND ONE OF MY FAVORITE LINES IS ON 99 AND I LOVE JEN SHE IS SO FUNNY!!!!! I JUST LOVE FANE SO SO SOSOSOSOSOSSOSOSOSOSOOSSOSOOSSOSO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So I guess I did fangirl..... Oh well. ALSO SHE SIGNED MY COPY OF THE BOOK!!!!!!!

Okay, I'm leaving now, Once Upon a Time is on,
Brittney


Here is the link for her website: QuinnLoftisBooks

New Photo

What do you think?

Well, well, well....

So I am a horrible person. I haven't posted on here since Father's Day. I'm not going to be like "Life is busy I haven't had time" but I am going to tell you that I am having huge writers block. I can start things but not finish them. It's really horrible. I also learned I can't spell to save my life.... So yeah if your still reading this and hadn't given up on me, I love you. I think I'm going to try to start SpellBound again but my laptop keeps crashing.... I know, I know. I said I wouldn't say excuses but you had to know! Haha so today is Monday and everyone needs to watch Switched At Birth on ABC Family. That's seems to be it!

Love you guys and I'm sorry

-Brittney

My dad's birthday and Father's day

Today is my dad's birthday along with Father's Day. I love my dad and am so blessed to have him. I wrote this last year for his Christmas and thought it would work well for today.

The Father, The Wonderful Father, My dad

The father spun his little girl around and listened to her burst into giggles.
The father played video games with his little son and shared in “No’s” and “OH’s”.
The father told his wife every morning that he loved her and kissed her every night when she came home from work.
The father watched his children grow up into teenagers.
He dealt with the daughter’s back talk and eye rolls.
He dealt with the son’s brutally beat downs in Halo.
The father who dealt with what his son’s illnesses.
The father, who paid action to his daughter when she felt left alone.
The father, who held his crying wife when the world on her shoulders felt too great to bare.
The wonderful father who read his daughter’s stories.
The wonderful father who played Halo with his son even though he was going to lose.
The father, the wonderful father, my father who I am so blessed to have.
I love my dad.

Just wanted to say

I love you all.

Random Moment

That heart stopping moment when the text just ends an you don't know what happens to your characters....

Okay guys

Alright. I just wanted to say I'm sorry I haven't posted in forever but I don't anything to post. 

And I love you all. 

Kay bye

 

-Brittney

New story!!!!

Here is s sneak peek guys!!
Enjoy!

“What’s your name?” Sam asked Jane quietly. “I don’t know… Bret called me Janie. I think that’s my name.” Sam finally looked at the girl. Jane stared back. Sam had blond hair pulled back into bun. Her eyes were brown and her skin was covered with dirt. When Jane thought about it Bret was covered with dirt too. “So you don’t know who you are?” “I woke up to Bret standing over me trying to wake me up. While someone kept saying that it wasn’t going to work because I’ve been in a comma for two years...” Jane sniffled and wiped more tears away. “Oh my gosh… I can’t even think what that feels like. And waking to this new world we live in.”

School, School, and guess what MORE SCHOOL!

That's why I haven't posted much bloggers, I'm so sorry!
On the plus side I went to my first out of state mission trip and came home yesterday! It was better than words can describe. I watched God do amazing things this week I can't even describe.

New story! Check out this sneak peek!

                                     The Beginning

Maybe it’s too soon. Aunt Jackie was suddenly dead just a few months ago. Maybe I should wait longer before going through her things. I think as the journal in my hands starts to blur with fresh tears. “I got your message and got here as fast as I could.” I hear the second-well he’s not second anymore since Aunt Jackie is gone- most important person in the behind me but I don’t turn around. “Raine, are you okay?” He asks me. “I found her personal journal. She wrote her name on the front in the fancy letters that no one else knows how to write in.” My voice is just above a whisper. “Come here, Raine.” I don’t move because my eyes catch something else. Her favorite book thrown under her bed. I can barely make out the cover of it but I just know. Why is it under there? She loved that thing. “Thorne, I’m sorry you had to miss work just because I was upset I should have called my dad.” I say tearing my eyes away from the bed and looking at him. I had to look up because he was 6’8” and I’m only 5’8”, and that’s just barely. “You know I miss work anytime for you.” He says quietly his brown eyes showing his feelings for me. He loves me but I don’t know how I feel. It’s been this way ever since he suddenly came into my life. “What are you thinking about?” Thorne asks me guiding me to Jackie’s couch, I never said that we were in her huge house and after six months I’m finally looking through her stuff, she left everything to me in her will that no one knew about, it was crazy but so was everything else. I’m thinking about the day I first met you. The real first time not the one that everyone says is true. I was ten so it was seven years ago. I was walking along the border with Aunt Jackie, something that wasn’t allowed in our small city, when I saw something or someone stumbling on the outside of the border. I pointed and asked Jackie what or who that was. Next thing I know I’m lying in my bed, just waking up, with Jackie leaning over me faking a smile. She said that we were running, racing when I fainted. They say I got over heated but when Jackie and I were alone she leaned close and whispered, “You can’t tell anyone. No one can be trusted, no one but each other and that boy.” Then mom and dad came back in. I want to tell him but I promised Jackie I wouldn’t tell a soul so all I say is, “I’m thinking about… How much I miss Aunt Jackie.” I lied. I’m a very bad liar and Thorne knows that and my answer isn’t the real one but he just nods. He gives me a look that I know too well. “I just miss her so much. I thought I be over it by now but… I’m not.” I force more tears to come and try not to smile when my voice cracks at the parts I want it to. Bad at lying. Good at acting. They aren’t the same. Even when I act I can’t lie. And I hate it. So I try to stay along the lines of the truth. “I know.” Thorne says putting his arms around me and just holds me for a moment long enough to talk but not to long for anyone to wonder. “We need to talk.” He whispers. “Not here. Not safe.” I whisper back.  Aunt Jackie always said that her house was bugged by someone. She wasn’t sure who and neither are we but we know that Jackie was never wrong so we play it safe and don’t break any rules till we’re in the park in a secret place that Jackie showed us. “I love you.” Thorne says when we pull apart. “I love you too.” It was lie. But the problem was… That wasn’t hard to say because I’ve been saying it for the past year. Here when someone starts to date someone else you have to marry them in the end or you don’t marry at all so you have to love them or you have to learn to love them. It was unfair. But that’s The City. Our City. “I’m going to take you to the park. Grab your favorite book of our Aunt’s and we’ll go read it under the trees.” It was code. He knew something caught my eye, and that I wanted to look at it and the journal privately. “Okay.” I fake a sniff and force a few more tears as I started to wonder around the cluttered room. Aunt Jackie loved books and journals and her house showed it. Everywhere free space should be wasn’t. It was crammed with notebooks, books, paper, pens, and napkins she wrote on if there was no paper. I make it look like I trip be the bed, which wasn’t hard since books scattered the floor, and take a peek under the bed. “Thorne, I think this is my Aunt’s favorite book. Wonder how it got under here.” I say pulling it out from under her bed. “Who knows? Do you have everything? Good, let’s get going before the sunsets.” It’s code again. He means we don’t have much time left. The City has a curfew. When the sunsets you must be in your house or else you will… Well, no one really stayed out passed the ‘or else’ so no one knows. I smile and put the journal and book in my book bag. Thorne grabs my hand and pulls me out of the house. We make our way toward the park and sit under the trees where no cameras were and no one could hear us. “So what is that?” Thorne asked picking up the book. “It was my Aunt’s favorite. I don’t think she would have kept it under her bed unless there was a reason.” I whisper opening it. A note fluttered onto my lap. Thorne picked it up and almost dropped it after reading it. “What does it say?” I ask grabbing the note when he didn’t answer. ‘I’m alive. I’m hiding. Raine, you’re the only one who can find me. I love you, sweetie. If you’ve already read the journal then you know I’m your real mom and everything around you is false. Keep Thorne close. You can trust him. He is a Super and so are you.’  I placed the note back in the book and snapped it shut. “She’s my mom. You’re a Super. I’m a Super… That can’t be right.” My voice was barely a whisper. “She said that everything around us is false.” Us. Not just me. He’s with me in this. I started to shake and wanted to scream. “Can you read the journal? I don’t think I could.” I whisper and take of my bracelet. The City has us all wear these bracelets, it’s where our money is, it tells us who we are and who everyone around us is, and is our phone. It also tracks us. We aren’t allowed to take off the bracelets but I feel a giant weight off of my shoulders when I do. I always thought it was because when I had it on I had this headache that never went away unless it was off. Now it may be because I’m a Super and the bracelets keep my powers on off mode. “Raine, it’s just lines and lines of mixed up letters.” I look over his shoulder and roll my eyes. “You just wanted me to look at it. It’s written clear as day.” I say looking back at the ground. “What? No, it’s not. I can’t make out a thing… It looks like a code. But I can’t figure it out.” “Thorne, if you wanted me to read it you could have just asked. You don’t have to lie with me.” I say pulling the journal out of his hands and start to read aloud, “‘Dear my sweet daughter, Raine. If you’re reading this then it means someone has faked my death. Hunny, I know this is hard I’ve been called your aunt for years but I’m your real mother. Your parents, the people you live with now, they aren’t even related to us. But the only way for us to live in The City was for me to give you to that family and make the Bracelets that control our powers. You can read anything. Any tongue, any code, any form of writing even if it’s smudged. You can even read in the dark, with no light. It’s called being a Recoder. You may have another power but I’m not sure. My power is that no one can kill me, I can’t die unless of old age: Adapter. I miss you my deer daughter. I’ve written everything in this journal to help you find me and get out of The City. Only trust Thorne. No. one. else. He has two powers. He can read minds and talk through them: Mindling. And he can see which path is right; he can tell how to get out of a maze being blind folded: Seeing. Don’t let anyone else see this, they’ll know something is up. Don’t worry I’ll guide you through The City so you can escape.’” I look up and Thorne. “Wow.” He whispers. “Thorne, I’m scared.” I whisper closing the journal. “I know. But we can do this.” “How?” My mind was everywhere. How could we do anything? I’m only seventeen, I can’t go anywhere without sending a message to my par- people I live with and Thorne is only nineteen, and he just got a job as the math teacher at the school. “You heard your mom.” Thorne says looking down at me. He puts his arms around me and I feel safe almost at once. “We’re Supers.”

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I'm a very bad person and have forgotten about this blog... Please forgive me! I promise I'll post soon!

Brittney

Happy Valentines Day!

Happy Valentines Day bloggers and remember that God loves you so you're not alone or not loved today!

~Brittney

F-E-E-D-B-A-C-K

FEEDBACK! That is the word of the year, folks. The word last year was views and that happened so maybe this on will too! I love you guys so comment please! If you do I'll post more Country meets City!


Brittney

New story

Alright my friend Kara and I are writing a new story. Here is the cover. It's about this girl, Star, an how her boyfriend, Ty, is in a coma and since he is in a coma her Pa's ranch is Falling behind so he sends her off to this preppy school in the city an hour away, she has to live there in these dorms and she has to wear a uniform and can't wear her boots. There she meets her room mate Jazzy, a city girl who is knows their going to be friends. Everything seems to go well. She visits Ty and the ranch every other day and every weekend. Jazzy and her boyfriend become close with Star and she doesn't lose her roots. But when Star gets worried call for her Pa during school saying she has to come home it's Ty everything seems to fall Apart.

Say What?!

1400 views! Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat? What a great way to start the year!
I love you guys!
Brittney

Happy New Year!

It's 2013 bloggers! Goodness time has flown. It feels just yesterday I thought about making a blog and now I have so many views and quiet followers. I just want to thank you all for making this blog amazing.

On a side note that will make everyone hate me, Spell Bound is taking a break. I'm going to write more but not post. Your getting a little to close to where I am. I may just take a break from it completely. Sometimes that's good, you know. But I'll work on other things like more short stories.

Don't hate me! I love you guys!
Brittney