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Ask Shadow #3

Hello, everyone! It’s been quite a while! I’m very well alive, in case you were wondering. I’m sorry I haven’t posted content for like, a MONTH, but I’ve been seriously busy! The contest, BTW, is almost done, you can expected it out about the second week of December, the latest. Anyway, let’s catch up! I thought the easiest way would be by doing yet another Ask Shadow, you can check out #1 and #2, and now without further ado, here is Ask Shadow #3! NOTE: I’m so excited for winter! WINTER TRENDS AND WINTER FAVORITES COMING SOON! ❤ I changed my background as well.

What’s 9+10?

Enough of that! It’s 19, but for the fun of it, I’ll say: Tweeny Wun. 😉

What kind of make-up is good for  school?

It definitely depends on your school dress code, and what grade you are in, but for middle schoolers, I’d say, stay young. If you’re in Elementary, or 6th grade, I do NOT recommend ANY MAKE-UP products EXPECT skin creams and occasionally lip-gloss. A lot of people find it quite strange when kids are obsessing over this stuff, but my vote is that make-up should be used when you’re in 8th grade, going on to high-school, but if you’re in 7th Grade, some eye-liner, skin cream, and a little lip-gloss is pretty and cute, but hey, it’s all YOUR choice. And your schools choice… 😉

What are you recent favorite songs?

Well, I was going to do a post about it, but I love Taylor Swift, so definitely Blank Space, Out of the Woods, Welcome to New York… Title by Meghan Trainor…  and even though it’s a little old, I love ‘Brave’ as well. 🙂 I love a lot of songs, but I’m more into the pop or, country pop genre.

Purple or Light Pink Lipstick?

Well, this is hard, because light pink goes with everything, and it’s good especially if you’re around your teens and it is really pretty, but not always noticeable, while purple, although it’s my favorite color is defiantly noticeable. And if you didn’t know, I’m not gothic. Well there’s a part of me that is, fashion-wise. For example, I do like black, but I do NOT wear it everyday. So, I’m going to choose light pink FTW.

Favorite Album?

I hope you mean the kinds like ‘Believe’ and ‘Pink Friday’, because, like, I don’t know any old records. Jeez people, I’m not 40. Anyways, I LOVE ‘T.S. 1989’ it has the BEST SONGS. And my second favorite one is ‘FOUR’. So the first one, ‘T.S 1989’ is by Taylor Swift, obviously. And the second one, which is also just as amazing, is by One Direction. It’s called ‘FOUR’, as I previously stated.

That’s all for email me your questions at shadowsparkle1@gmail.com, THANKYOUTHANKYOU for all the views and waiting patiently! ❤

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A terrible case of Writers block…

Hi! So, if you haven’t seen it yet, here is a new page that I added called Shadow answers a few questions. I do exactly that. I answer a few questions. It’s pretty straightforward, like my title.

As you know, I just love to write. My problem is that when I’m in the middle of a book, I suddenly get another idea and I jump to that! I’ve been writing another story so far, and I’m trying my best to keep on to it I decided to give it a little break…so I work on a different one.

One of the stories that I’ve been writing recently is called…erm…well, I don’t have a name for it now. It’s about two girls who live in an orphanage. They are serious troublemakers

Here’s a small expert:

 

Sabrina’s face was red, warm and sticky. She badly wanted to stick it in a tub of icy cold water. She took a deep breath, in the sky which was full of humidity. She ran back, and came towards the ball. She kicked it, but landed just an inch from the goal, and Gretchen got it.

‘Water? Water?’ A lady said.

‘Perfect timing! Yes, please! One full bottle of nice cold freezing water.” Sabrina panted.

‘Ten dollars.’ The lady said sternly.

These people and their money. She closed her eyes and counted the dripping sweat. ‘Uh…I don’t have-’

‘I’m just teasing, sweetie.’ The lady smiled. ‘Oh, I’m rather good of an actress, don’t you think so, darling?’

Sabrina nodded. ‘Yes! I’m glad of that.’ She grabbed the bottle and twisted the cap off. She gulped all of it down.

‘You must be real thirsty, for sure.’ The lady watched with big eyes. She was wearing a black cloak, which was very, very extraordinary in this weather. She had black hair in a bun, and gorgeous blushed cheeks and sparkling green eyes.

Sabrina thanked the lady as she ran to finish her soccer match.

‘Last time I’m letting my orphanage play!’ Yelled Mr. Dandelion.

‘We did the best we could.’ Daphne stared at Mr. Dandelion with big blue eyes. Sabrina and Daphne were sisters, living in the Dandelion Orphanage, which was controlled by Mr. and Mrs. Dandelion, and an assistant, Georgina, who was more of the ‘Cook’. There was one matron, called Roxie.

‘Oh, yeah? Well, your ‘best’ AIN’T GOOD ENOUGH!’

Mr. Dandelion has a bunch of rules posted everywhere. Hallways, kitchen, play area, grounds, doors, bedrooms. Rules about eating, talking, dinner rules, study rules, basic rules, rules upon rules upon rules. He and Mrs. Dandelion are full of them.

Daphne nodded. The next day, she was running in the hallways, to get to her bedroom so she could grab her book. It was rather interesting. Of course, no running, talking, singing, jumping or any other physical activity other then walking was allowed. She and Sabrina had of course, broken all the rules, many times, and faced every punishment there was.

The thinking box, the shame box, picking weeds, planting, cleaning, scrubbing the floor with a toothbrush, skipping meals. More, more punishments.

A bony hand pulled Daphne. It was Cecelia Dandelion. She was tall, skinny, bony and wore floral dresses. Was she beautiful? No. Wouldn’t say so. But in this town, it is rude to disrespect ladies, pretty ones…and Cecelia Dandelion ones.

‘You little mushroom. What are you doing?’

‘Going to my room?’ Daphne tried playing innocent. She pointed to her bedroom door.

Dandelion pointed to the sign on it. It said ‘No running.’  ‘Read it’.

‘What does it say?’ Daphne asked cheekily.

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That’s just the start. There’s way more, but I wouldn’t want to give it away. And please note that this is copyrighted, and if you dare plagiarize, then you’re heading in a ton of trouble, Mister/Miss.

The other one, I just started. It’s about a girl named Lilac Vonrose, who’s seventeen and she want’s to go to culinary school, and is worried about college and blah, and she needs a job. I’ll probably quit on it too, because I just want to explore characters on it. Eh. Who cares?

Here another expert of a different story, about two girls who are sisters who turn out to be magic and they’re living in an orphanage or something. Lilac and Daphne. I like those names. I’m pretty attached to them.

HERE’S THE EXPERT:

[ My gosh, Daphne, be QUIET! ]

My name is Lilac Rose. I live in the Great House, also known as Cherry Childrens Garden, which is an orphanage, a few miles west from Manhattan. I only have a few hours to tell you this, so listen closely.  [ Daphne, I’m not stalling! Wait a second! ]

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“Ay, RED!” Ms. Grimm held my sleeve. “Finish making your bed yet?” She asked closely. My younger sister, Daphne, who is 9 decided to make a stand.

“You can’t talk to Lily like that, Ms. Grim Face!” Daphne had three green grapes in her hand, which she swang at Ms. Grimm. The second one hit her right in the pupil, and juice squirted in.

“Nice shot, sis! Hey, but we better run!” I quickly said. We ran out of the dorm and slid on the floor to avoid Matron from seizing us by our shoulders. Even though Matron’s name is Nurse Roxie, she prefers the old term, Matron. She sure is a bully!

Daphne handed me one of her grapes. “Grimm is coming closer!”

I held my eagle necklace. It just has a charm on it, shaped like an eagle with my name in it, that was a gift from my mom. The last time I saw her was 3 years ago, when I was 9. I don’t really remember my real last name, just my middle name. There is a lot that I still remember, but a lot of the memories are fuzzy.

[ Daphne, wait. I’m coming to that part! ]

Daphne has a necklace with a owl charm, with her name in it as well. I guess we both got it. We moved to this orphanage 5 years ago, after Mom and Dad…well I’m not sure. I’m not sure if they disappeared or dumped us. We were always the Mysterious Case. Ever since then, it was just my sister and me. And since Daphne knew I was the only other one she had, she and I became close friends, and she’s often like the older sister.

Grimm came closer to us. “Oh, old grape in the lady’s eye prank?” She smiled. Punishments, punishments, punishments.

“Nope. It’s the Grape in the old lady’s eyes prank. The grape isn’t old. I picked it from that dump you guys call the garden, Ma’am.” Daphne said in a sweet voice as lemonade. But, I wouldn’t know what that would taste like, since we barely ever had milk. Only once a month, because it was like desert. ( Desert is peach, I know right? It’s like we live in the 1800s, though it’s the 21st Century for crying out LOUD!!!

 

“Oh, Daphne! You naughty dirty little child!” Ms. Grimm was shocked.

“I’m not dirty. I took a shower this morning.”

“No kidding! The water sprayed everywhere! You must clean it-”

“But, Ms. Grimm, I thought Mr. Hans said you were the maid of the dorm!”
“I’M NOT A MAID, I’M A RESPECTED TEACHER!”

“Who can’t teach.” Grinned Daphne. She looked at me. One more word, and she’d get us in huge trouble!

It was my turn to step in. “What she’s saying is that-”

“I KNOW, I HEAR what she’s saying-”

“Aren’t you too old though?” I asked. I couldn’t hold it. That’s what ended us in the Naughty Box for 8 hours. The Naughty Box is a huge cardboard that was delivered for Ms. Grimm’s Cat Crate. She has over 42, so it held tons. Probably like, 50.

 

Well those are a few. I have like 50 stores.Soooo, yeah. Hope you enjoyed!

[ My gosh, Daphne, be QUIET! ]

My name is Lilac Rose. I live in the Great House, also known as Cherry Childrens Garden, which is an orphanage, a few miles west from Manhattan. I only have a few hours to tell you this, so listen closely.  [ Daphne, I’m not stalling! Wait a second! ]

_____________________________________________________________________________

 

“Ay, RED!” Ms. Grimm held my sleeve. “Finish making your bed yet?” She asked closely. My younger sister, Daphne, who is 9 decided to make a stand.

“You can’t talk to Lily like that, Ms. Grim Face!” Daphne had three green grapes in her hand, which she swang at Ms. Grimm. The second one hit her right in the pupil, and juice squirted in.

“Nice shot, sis! Hey, but we better run!” I quickly said. We ran out of the dorm and slid on the floor to avoid Matron from seizing us by our shoulders. Even though Matron’s name is Nurse Roxie, she prefers the old term, Matron. She sure is a bully!

Daphne handed me one of her grapes. “Grimm is coming closer!”

I held my eagle necklace. It just has a charm on it, shaped like an eagle with my name in it, that was a gift from my mom. The last time I saw her was 3 years ago, when I was 9. I don’t really remember my real last name, just my middle name. There is a lot that I still remember, but a lot of the memories are fuzzy.

[ Daphne, wait. I’m coming to that part! ]

Daphne has a necklace with a owl charm, with her name in it as well. I guess we both got it. We moved to this orphanage 5 years ago, after Mom and Dad…well I’m not sure. I’m not sure if they disappeared or dumped us. We were always the Mysterious Case. Ever since then, it was just my sister and me. And since Daphne knew I was the only other one she had, she and I became close friends, and she’s often like the older sister.

  1. Grimm came closer to us. “Oh, old grape in the lady’s eye prank?” She smiled. Punishments, punishments, punishments.

“Nope. It’s the Grape in the old lady’s eyes prank. The grape isn’t old. I picked it from that dump you guys call the garden, Ma’am.” Daphne said in a sweet voice as lemonade. But, I wouldn’t know what that would taste like, since we barely ever had milk. Only once a month, because it was like desert. ( Desert is peach, I know right? It’s like we live in the 1800s, though it’s the 21st Century for crying out LOUD!!!

 

“Oh, Daphne! You naughty dirty little child!” Ms. Grimm was shocked.

“I’m not dirty. I took a shower this morning.”

“No kidding! The water sprayed everywhere! You must clean it-”

“But, Ms. Grimm, I thought Mr. Hans said you were the maid of the dorm!”
“I’M NOT A MAID, I’M A RESPECTED TEACHER!”

“Who can’t teach.” Grinned Daphne. She looked at me. One more word, and she’d get us in huge trouble!

It was my turn to step in. “What she’s saying is that-”

“I KNOW, I HEAR what she’s saying-”

“Aren’t you too old though?” I asked. I couldn’t hold it. That’s what ended us in the Naughty Box for 8 hours. The Naughty Box is a huge cardboard that was delivered for Ms. Grimm’s Cat Crate. She has over 42, so it held tons. Probably like, 50.

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Yeah, that’s it. Hope you enjoyed!

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* Do not think that I’m joking when I say that you will be in a serious situation if you plagiarize. All of these characters are owned by me.

 


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♥ Happy Friendship Day! ♥

It’s August 3rd! That means it’s the day to celebrate your friends! Happy Friendship day to my bestest friends (yes, I’m quite aware that bestest isn’t a word, but to my understanding, it means better then best) and they are….Pearlyperson, PhantomFalcon and GoingHorsey! Yup! Those are their pen names, and they do not have a blog, though. None of them. But that doesn’t mean their not amaaazing! I couldn’t wish for better friends!

Friendship Day. Its a day to show our appreciation, love and affection towards our friends. Almost in everyone’s life-friends hold a very important place where they can share anything that they cant share with others.

And you guys! The people reading this! My viewers. It’s thanks to you that I’ve continued blogging! Now it’s one of my greatest passions! So, thank you for encouraging and supporting me 🙂

I edited/designed tons of pictures for this, and got a few from Google. Here are some of them:

 

 

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Okay this next picture is really cute:

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And other design by me, and another:

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friendship day funny images

Those are just a few random pictures, to describe friendship. Summer’s almost over, everyone! That means we can unite with our friends again soon! Oh, and here’s a very short horror story: School tomorrow.

Lol. I don’t have school tomorrow though. 🙂 Thank gosh.

Have a great rest of the summer, and again, Happy Friendship day! 🙂

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Hi 🙂

This is just a short post about this question I was wondering about…

I was thinking, and then I wondered, In which season do people prefer to travel? Which is the busiest season? I mean for the winter holidays, people are flying all over the place, to visit families, and such. But summer is longer. So don’t people have more time to travel? Then I thought, wouldn’t it just be better to go in winter? Summer is hot, and it’s easy to get a migraine. But there are tons of sickness’ in winter. Though basically every single season has a sickness. Honestly, I need a chart to tell me. But when I searched in on the internet, I don’t think I searched correctly, because links to things like, ‘Summer cost more fuel then winter’ and more stuff about oil and gas. Seriously, this makes no sense. I wish that the internet would…just bring you to EXACTLY where you wanted. Like seriously, Google. Ever tried searching ‘Where is Chuck Norris Right Now’, and clicked ‘I’m feeling lucky’? Well, try it. It says:

Google won’t search for Chuck Norris because it knows you don’t find Chuck Norris, he finds you.

Your search – Chuck Norris – did not match any documents.

Suggestions:

  • Run, before he finds you.
  • Try a different person.
  • Try someone less dangerous.

My gosh that is freaky. Don’t believe me? Search it up YOURSELF.

Anyway, this is going towards internet. Maybe I’ll do a post about why the internet bugs me sometimes. (SOMETIMES)

Anyway that’s the question. In which season do larger groups of people travel? Summer or Winter?