Train to Infinity Part 1

It all began six months ago, when the three of us came together. Three perfect strangers. I still to this day think of it as a miracle. I'm the youngest of the three, being seventeen, and parker and Inigo in their late twenties.

It was April 7th, my uncle, and care taker, had another episode. I ran from the house when the abuse became too great. I could hear him stumbling after me, his slurred curse words just behind me as i ran into the darkness of the night. I ran into a nearby field and thorns tore into my bare legs and arms. Finally after what seemed like forever i arrived at a road. Rain began to come down then and the air around me instantly chilled as he called my name. i looked up and down the streets, looking for any signs of protection.

I still to this day think of this as a miracle. I was desperate and saw no signs of anyone on the long road. I was frustrated and scared as the sounds of my drunken uncle started closing in on me.

"You look like you could use a lift."

I gasped and looked up. There right before me was a man. His passenger door was open and he looked at me through it.

I didn't hesitate to think hey, maybe this guy is a murderer.

No, i ran like heck and jumped into that man's car. I closed the door and he was off, leaving behind my uncle who was just walking onto the street from the field.

"Do you have somewhere you'd like to go" he asked.

"Somewhere far away, please. As far away as you can take me."

"What about your parents?" he asked, "You don't look like you're old enough to travel the world just yet."

I turned and looked out the window, "My parents are dead, sir."

"Okay, sounds like you're a-ok for traveling the world then. I'm Parker." he reaches out his hand leaving his right hand on the wheel.

I take it, "Lillian."

"It's very nice to meet you, Lillian. I have one last question to ask you."

"What is that""You planning on traveling the world with your hello kitty pajamas on?"  

Bringing myself back to reality i giggle at his question. He was being serious when he said we were going to travel the world. In the last couple of months i've seen more of the world than i have in all my life. We've traveled from europe to canada, from canada to Hawaii, from Hawaii to japan. We went everywhere. I never questioned why he saved me that day, for some odd reason the question never came to my mind. We never asked questions from each others past. we always lived for the future, only asking questions for what we were going to do next.

It was in Canada when we found Inigo.

it was the third week after i left with Parker and we were driving from the Niagara falls. There he was on the side of the road, in rags. He stumbled through the snow, no shoes where on his feet.

Before i knew what happened Parker stopped beside him and had the window rolled down.

"You look like you could use a lift."

It was the same words that saved me that night that seemed like forever ago. Those same words that seemed like a divine miracle sent from above.

Inigo looked at us for a long moment, his eyes weary. I reached into the back and pulled on the door handle, making the back door open for him. He didn't give it a second thought. He was in the car in seconds and with trembling fingers he pulled the door closed.

He was thin, like he hadn't eaten in a very very long time.

I pulled off my large warm jacket and handed it to him. He put it on instantly.

"I'm Lillian and this is Peter." i said with a smile.

"In-in-inigo" he stuttered through his clattering teeth, "Th-thank y-you."

"Want to go on an adventure, Inigo?" Peter said, excitement in his eyes.

"Wh-what do you mean?"

"What i mean is, you're never going to spend another night out there in that cold."

I watched as hope filled his eyes as did the tears.

Running..

From the dream i had. Last post. Story is rushed so it isn't good.

Running is all i can do. I can feel something moving in the wind and causing the summer air to turn to an icy cold. The clouds above me are moving about in all different directions. The sun is turning to darkness too early for the day.
I rush inside my school to escape the odd feeling in the air, but the air doesn't change. Inside is even more eerie. No noises are heard from the classrooms. No clatter is heard in the halls. All there is is the heavy breathing from myself.
"Hello?"
No one answers my call. I begin to walk down the halls, looking in each classroom as i go. No one is here. Each room is empty, with each students things on their desks like they were still sitting there.
This is impossible. Where is everybody? It's the middle of the school day.
I begin to walk faster, checking every room i can find. Then i begin to run. dark empty rooms pass my me in a blur. I begin to run faster and faster. My heart pounds in my chest.
The rooms from the school begin to change to rooms from a cruise ship.
I continue to run. I don't think about the impossibilities that are happening around me. All i can think about is running. It's like my mind has stopped working and my body is on overdrive. I reach the end of the hall and begin to climb large brown stairs the circle around.
It gets harder to run as my jeans and t-shirt change to a long green dress. With each floor i climb my dress begins to change shape and color. To green it goes to a beautiful pale yellow. To yellow it goes to a short sparkling blue. To blue it goes to a tight red dress. It changes multiple times after that, until i get to the top.
At the top my final dress is a princess style white dress. It sparkles in the strong moonlight.
But what shines down on me isn't moonlight at all.
It's lights from air crafts above, alien air crafts.

Some thing i wrote a while back for a RP

They crumble and fall. They turn to ashes to dust. They ride the wind and travel all around. They dissolve in water – melt in lava – become dust on your windowsill.

My family was gone in an instant. One by one they no longer lived in this world. Each one deserved death. Each one committed crimes and inflicted pain. Each crime was so sinful and so cruel. 

They believed they got away with it. They did for some time. They got away with it until I killed them. I didn't want to do it. They forced me. They all did. Every single one of them didn't take my threats seriously. None of them believed i would follow through with what i promised.

I did though.

Now they haunt me. In everything I see them. I see their sins carved into the world and into me.

Each one watches me. Each one kills my dreams. Somehow they still are here destroying my life one step at a time. People just call me unlucky, clumsy, or irresponsible. Those explanations aren’t true. I’m just haunted. Soon my dark blood stained secrets I fought so hard to cover up will be set lose. My world will come to end all at the expense of my diseased family.

Dark Shadows Haunt that House part 2

The little girl squirmed in her mother’s arms until she released her. The girl began running through the house toward the attic. Her mommy, screaming for her to stop, chased after her. Somehow, she knew she must not enter that attic. Something evil was in that house.

Lights began to shatter as the little girl ran past them. Floors began to creak. As the girl ran up the stairs, they began to violently shake, making the mother stumble. The expensive crystal chandeliers fell in slow motion as the wires disconnected in mid-air, almost as if someone had cut them. Then, all at the same time, the chandeliers hit the ground with a loud crash.

Once the mother reached the attic door and flung it open, an impossible wind knocked her against the opposite wall. She barely managed to open her eyes, but when she finally did, what she saw was horrifying – a giant black hole had engulfed her entire attic into tendrils of darkness. A large creature stood by the never-ending

depth of a hole, hand-in-hand with the little girl. The creature was jet-black, with pure white sharp teeth. It smiled an awful smile.The wind stopped and the mother fell to the floor, fear overtaking her. Shivers ran up and down her spine, making her feel as though she was in the presence of something so evil that nothing could help her out of this great hole of fear. She put her hands over her head and crawled as far as her body could take her. She felt as though all of her energy and all of the happy times she and her daughter possessed were being painfully taken from her. All the sins of her past came before her eyes at the very moment. A scream erupted from her mouth – a scream from the pits of hell. The little girl began to change, her skin looked as though a black fire surrounded it and her eyes grew wide, becoming a fiery, bloody red. The girl opened her mouth full of sharp teeth and laughed an unholy laugh. The last thing the mother saw was her little girl pushing her into the dark depths of hell.

Dark Shadows Haunt that House part 1

Dark shadows haunt that house. Horrid memories lurk in those walls….

There once lived a little girl, who filled her house with light. She had a head full of yellow curls, matched with bright blue eyes that sparkled with delight. She lived in a world full of giggles, bubbles, and toys. Plus, there was always mommy’s love which made her smile with joy.

The house was beautiful, and in the girl’s eyes, as big as a castle. Its white walls rose high with elegant columns. The staircases were large and twisted in marvelous artistic ways. Chandeliers of the most expensive collections hung from the ceilings.

It was big enough to have a different adventure each day. The girl ran around as she played with her friends, always finding fun places in the house that she had never seen or been before. They found hidden rooms in the walls, traps in the halls, and secrets in the attic.

Her mommy heard laughs and whispers in the middle of the night. She walked slowly through the halls, searching for the cause of the noise. As the whispers grew louder, she stopped and looked around. There were no rooms in this hall, but the voices were coming from the wall.

She placed her ear to the mural covering the tall wall on the right side of the hallway.

“Where is the treasure?” She heard her daughter ask, giggling.

“In the attic.” A deep, rough voice said.

Her mother began to panic. No one should be in the house except her and her daughter. She searched desperately to find a way into the hidden room, but was unable to find one. She pushed against the wall with all her might, finding that the door, when pushed, budged and began to open.

There, in the dusty room, sat a small table. Her daughter sat cross-legged by it, her eyes wide as she spotted her mommy. Her mommy

rushed in and grabbed her daughter, looking around the room, but finding no one.

The room was lit with a small candle, revealing weird symbols on the cracked walls. There was nowhere for anyone to escape besides the door she just entered, so how then, did the man disappear so quickly?

“Where is the man?” The mother asked her daughter frantically.

“He’s standing right there.” The girl said, pointing by the candle.

There was nothing there except a shadow against the wall, somehow slowly taking the shape of a man. There was nothing there to make that shadow. Suddenly, the candle blew out. Startled, the mother backed slowly out of the room.

“He’s in the attic, mommy.” The little girl said smiling brightly up at her. “He has a treasure for me.”

some dreams

I found a dream journal i kept on my iphone. LOL. Here is a list of some dreams i had. Uncut what i wrote when i got up. These were from 2011-2012

Dream nov 11:

going around belk with friends. Got clothes like Tina. Stealing eggs with Bailey and Liza. Looking at couches Dark and cloudy. With a guy he takes my computer and checks it for damage. In a dark hole. Half lit. Writing things in blood. Someone left in the darkness. 

Dream Oct 27:

driving in a car in the mountains. I see a fire. Driving behind a car line. The car line is Bi. Building beside it is on fire also. Suddenly two people go into the building and are in the top floor. Then they come down. I go in the building but i don't see a fire. I go to the very top and take a box of jewelry. The fire is suddenly under control. 

Dream Oct 19: 

At a thing with water and i need a bathing suit and a jacket cover uo. I asked for XL cause i wanted it to cover my legs. Mrs. Salinas said, "GO LOSE SOME WEIGHT!!" and i took my old jacket back. I began to cry and started to talk to mecca about it when Hannah R. and I had to go lift heavy things in the water. I fell and almost drowned. Phil was there and he saved me. was in a comma for a month or a year and he was by my side this whole time. 

Suddenly there were dogs on a big hill. It was a race. Little cages were on the sides of the field. I couldn't get rocky to stop running. He was barking at something evil. 

Dream Sep 17: 

Family coming out of the ocean stealing a lighthouse. We got into the car and get caught. I find the man of my dreams and walk on the beach with him. Fireworks go off in the distance. 

Dream Sep 1:

On a boat in another country. I was a servant helping out.

Then in Wilmington with my mom driving away from a huge tornado with three tornadoes coming off of it with three attached to each. 

Then Tyler and I are going to a huge FaceBook party that's held in a giant warehouse. You need special invitation boxers to get in. They are blue with the FB logo. Also it is bubblegum. Hannah R didn't have the invite and got kicked out. She figured out how to get back in though. 

Tyler was a football player. 

dream Jun 29:

Had on a non matching outfit and was trying to change. I was running through classes at RCA and ended up at the cafeteria. I had to get help to get to the door. I started running and the hallways changed to those on a cruise. I was running through the halls of doors, looking for my parents room. I found mom in a ball dress and took the room key. I began to run up the floors, passing each ballroom. Each room was different. Aliens started showing up when i got to the top floor. I had on a long red dress. It swished against the floor and showed my curves. I ran with everyone else. The aliens looked exactly like us. They talked like us and acted like us. They chases us though. They shot at us. I continued to run. Then a blond teenage alien started chasing me and claimed me. 

Live or Die.

Many people ask me where i go when I'm out of school. Some people i lie to. Some i tell the truth, but to those that i do tell never believe. That's good though. If they did believe they would be in danger. 

I'll tell you a part of my story. You can choose to believe it or you can throw away the idea as a silly tall tale. 

Just remember, by reading this you put yourself in danger. Either put this down and continue your life as it is now or continue reading and risk handing your life over to the fate of those far above you. 

My real name is Kathy Len. My whole life I'm living now is just a cover up to disguise what secrets lie beneath. My whole family is fake. On normal days i act like a regular teenage girl. I have drama and I care about normal things such as weight and boys. I go to school and have friends. But on an unusual day I get a call from my true life, the life that is full of danger and surprises. 

I'm working undercover for the government. 

My first mission was to be a normal teenage girl and go to the same school two very special people go to. I was sent there to protect these two girls from any harm if it came to them and wait for Ten Toe Walk to happen. The TTW hasn't happened and isn't expected to happen any time too soon. I was sent in just in case. 

What is TTW you may ask? That is a disease similar to zombies. It's a virus the government was experimenting with and was stolen from us by a secret organization. We fear it may be released if we do something they don't really appreciate.

While the government thought it was a waste to let one of their few teenage workers rot away in a prison waiting for something that may not happen anytime soon, they sent me on other small missions to fill the time and keep me on my toes. 

This is the reason I'm out of school so often. Many missions i've completed just this school year. I've been learning under the famous James Bond. Yes, he is real. Yes, he is hot. Yes, he is one of the best. 

So now you know why I'm out so often. You may not believe this and laugh at my running imagination. 

But if you do believe this keep looking over your shoulders, sleep with one eye open, and keep on your toes. We are watching you. This is just scratching the surface of the unknown things that happen in this nation. We know and do more than you think. Now that you believe we will be keeping a strict eye on you, waiting for the moment where you slip up.  

Not really a point to this story....

You know that feeling you get when you know you've messed up big time? When you know you're going to pay for this and there is no way around it? Yeah, I'm really feeling that right now. I'm feeling it come up my throat this very moment, actually. 
I look over at the two people I'm going to die with and hold up my hand, stopping the conversation, "If you will excuse me for a moment." They give me a strange look as I throw myself to the side of the boat to get rid of the breakfast i had this morning. 
As I'm purging a giant wave comes up to wipe the acidic up-comings from my face. I don't know weither to thank the good ole sea for trying to be polite or yell at it saying I'm going to find a way to pump all of it into space. I stand up straight, still struggling to catch my breath and face the two insanely stupid people.
I give them a smile and they cringe at the sight. I walk towards them, straightening my blazer as i do so. A small unhomured laugh leaves my lips, "So, you mean to tell me that Jones called the Chava Cleaver on us and that are ship is heading to its' home this very moment?"
Aristocles Thorbjørn gives me a look as if I have gone mad, "Marta, wot yer say is true, but yer must calm yorself. Jones is a sad, grievin' man. We cannot put the bleedin' blame on 'is shoulders. He believed we 'ave wronged 'im and 'is family. In 'is mince pies, by doin' this, right, he is copping revenge and peace."
"We ran over his dog, Art," i reply with clenched teeth, "He didn't have to curse us to eternal pain and suffering."
Valentina puts up her hands in defense, "Oh mah God, It was an accident! Fry mah hide! Eff'n Jones loved th' dang thin' so much he sh'd haf been watchin' it instead of lettin' it roam all on over th' roads! Literally, th' thin' hated Jones so much it scooted right in front of our car like it wanted t'die."
Aristocles pinches the bridge of his nose, "Why do i seek the company of you two? All you bring is spit and blood."
"Why are you even friends with Jones? He overreacts to the extreme. Example number one: this whole situation," I kick the pieces of exploded cell phone across the deck, "He sends us out on a boat. He calls us telling us we're going to die by the hands of Chava Cleaver and then he explodes all of our radios and communication. He brings a giant storm down on our heads and then sets our boat onto a course which we can't change, sending us to the giant pit. What kind of friend is he if he is just going to sacrifice you and your best friends?"
The Japanese man screams out, "Ching chong ching ching!!"
"I don't understand your language!! I don't know what you're saying!" I stomp my feet on the ground like a child, "Who even are you?!"
Art cringes, "Maybe I should 'ave chosen me mates more wisely..."
I sink down into my chair. There's no point. I'm soaked. I'm going to die beside my redneck friend, my British one, and by a random Jap, by the hands of a giant robot. It all sounds like a poor joke.
"So, whut is we a-gonna does now? Jest set har an' wait t'die?" Val raises her voice, "ah's only seventeen! ah cain't die jest on account o' i hit a stoopid houn'dog!"
"There's one fin' we may right well do. We will fight. We must be strong until deaff knocks on us door. We must stand up against the evils of this world and show no fear, even if we 'ave no chance against it. Prepare for battle! Struth!"
"Yeah, no, calm down, Art. This isn't war," I begin to pace, "We aren't going to die. We just have to figure out a way t-"
And that's when it begins to rise out of the depths of the sea. It's glowing blue light lights up all the water around us. A large robotic hand scoops us from the water.
The Jaeger looks down at us. Is the the Chava Cleaver? The Jaeger gone rouge? I squint up at it, trying to see past the blinding light. No.
"It's !"
"Gipsy Danger!"

Photo Shoot ideas!

SO!! Here is a list of a few really cool photo shoots that i really want to do! 

Black and white photo-shoot - SO for this photo shoot i would have a lana del ray "BLUE JEANS" music video type of style. Like some shoots will be head shots in the water and such. Then I would get my couch and put a white sheet over it. I'd put it against the two long windows in my living room and open them slightly so that the light is streaming in through the blinds. I'd have the windows sporting long and flowing white draperies. I'd have a M. Monroe looking theme. Then my "model" would get to work amodeling(my new word.)

school girl photo-shoot - for this one i would want more than one model. They would have geek glasses on and books open. In some shots their hair would be messed up and i would try to emphasize the stress school puts on students. 

Road photo-shoot with cars and car lights - I would want the road to be new and to look like it's silky smooth. It would just be after it has rained and i would like a bit of fog going about. It would be dark and a car light would shine behind my model, only showing her silhouette. In some pictures I will have car lights coming from behind and in front of my model.  

self love photo shoot. (writing on body)  - for this one i would show that anyone could have depression or thoughts of suicide. This will be a more serious photo-shoot. I'd take pictures of multiple people in different places. I'd take one of a single person in a crowd. Everyone will be walking in different directions and walking past this single person(aka my model) And my model will be staring directly into the camera. It'll show that my model feels different than everyone else - like an outcast- someone who doesn't belong. Then i'd have another picture. It will be a empty room. The floor and walls will be dirty. The will be a single lamp without a shade. My model will be sitting with her knees to her chest. Then i would have one where a girl is in a bathtub - fully clothed. She would be soaked to the bone- i haven't thought of a pose yet though. One idea would be a girl sitting around with her family and friends. They are all laughing and smiling. She will be smiling back - but it will look a little fake - she'll have a noose around her neck. This will show that no one really knows who is suicidal. I'll take a lot of pictures of the noose with different people and different settings. I have a lot of different ideas for this photo-shoot. Hopefully i can get a lot of models.

Mirror photo shoot- (dirty mirror) - I'd have two twin girls - dressed to show how different their personalities are - posing on either side of the mirror. They'd be doing sort of the same poses but in their own styles. 

Beach photo shoot - For this one it would be just another normal beach photo-shoot. If have the sun hats making cool shadows on the face and i'd have the sun and the water. The usual. 

party photo shoot . ( white backdrop (balloons,  etv) - this will be a more fun photo-shoot. It'll kind of be like the music video 22 by Taylor Swift. It'll just be a lot of different friends wearing their own styles. It'll just show the happiness of teens and friends doing a lot of crazy things - like racing carts through stores, doing photo booths, walking down the streets like a boss, etc.

Childish photo shoot.(girlish) - this one I'm planning for the upcoming spring. It'll take place at parks, colorful places, places with lush green grass and beautiful flowers. My model will be blowing bubble gum and popping bubbles. She'll be throwing sparkles and playing with balloons.