Back from the dead.

Hi….I’m back from the dead.

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OK, not literally, but that’s what it feels like. But what do I find after my giant break?

100 followers! A spike in my stats! And….”One Lovely Blog Award”! one-lovely-blog1Did you all miss me that much? 😀

I think you know I’m sorry. But for a long time we didn’t have internet, and when we did, honestly, I didn’t feel very inspired. I also felt really guilty for abandoning you all for so long. But fret no more! I cannot promise I will post daily, but now I will post more often.

And thanks so much for Y.Zheng for nominating me for the award, but I’ll have to do it another time. Stay tuned!

So meanwhile, here is a picture of me and Nathan.

Selfie!

Selfie!

It’s the closest you’re ever getting to a photo of me, so enjoy! Thanks for reading. 😀

“Wiggles is watching”-short Horror Story (by me)

Last post I mentioned about leaving a hidden note for someone to find in my house. Something creepy, of course. So I wrote on a teeny letter a short horror story. I had to shorten so much I re-wrote it to make it better to post…what would you do if you found it? 🙂

Dear reader,

If you are reading this you must have brought this house. Or you’re a robber. Either way, drop everything, and continue to read this-if you care for your family and friend’s life.

When I first moved to the house you’re in now, I made a massive fuss about it. So to shut me up, my parents bribed me with a pet. But I unlike other children my age offered a pet; I didn’t go for a fish, dog, cat or hamster…but a green and brown snake.

My parents would have said “no” if he wasn’t so small (and cheap). So that day I walked back to my new house with a big glass box, with a small timid snake curled up inside. I had never been happier!

I called my snake Wiggles, because with me he was quite playful, but not to anyone else. He didn’t like any of my family-no matter how much they bribed him with dead (sometimes live!) mice he wouldn’t come out of his plastic bushes he hid in sometimes.

However, all animals grow over time, and Wiggles was no exception. By the end of the year he was over a metre long…and continued to grow.

At that time I had trusted to let Wiggles to have a slither around my room instead of being confined to his box. (There weren’t many his size now!) But Wiggles had always been an escape artist, always up for a snack, and bad tempered, so he couldn’t stop himself when he saw a member of my family. Wiggles was that big, he tried to swallow them alive.

After plenty of attempts, my parents said I had to get rid of Wiggles some way, or they would; in their own way. I was outraged!! Wiggles was my Best Friend-I couldn’t get rid of him! But I didn’t. I hid him.

I took a while (I hid Wiggles in lots of different places during that time) but starting behind my wardrobe, I made some tunnels inside the walls big enough for Wiggles to live in. I don’t think I saw him again after that, but I still knew he was there.

I could hear him.

Rustling, sometimes hissing, pressing his tail against the floorboards making them creak…I knew he was there. I still left plenty of food out for him to show I still cared for him, and our secret friendship stayed that way for years.

Until my parents decided to move house again.

For me it was a disaster-I had to leave Wiggles, and I couldn’t even express my sadness to anyone in case I got in trouble. But there was no stopping my parents, after years of friendship I had to leave him.

So, reader, in your new house, if you hear any odd noises at night, or in the day, doesn’t be scared. It’s only Wiggles. And he may be metres and metres and metres long now, and very, very hungry, but just try to stay out of his way, and you should be safe.

Oh, and to be on the safe side, feed him.

He prefers his meals alive.

Faithfully:

L.L.R

I have returned….

I’m back! How are you? I was camping in Wales with my family and some of their friends in a really cool campsite with a massive lake in the middle, with a forest surrounding it. It was great fun exploring and Nathan really enjoyed herself to. 🙂

Oh and I am sorry for not doing many posts this summer. I’m going away so much camping or whatever, there’s either no WiFi or no time to blog. I’ll keep trying, but when I move it’ll take a while to set the internet up as well so there might not be many posts then as well. 😦

Anyway, I haven’t mentioned this before, but I have an obsession with notebooks. I love them, and all throughout when I was little I would buy loads of them and I would fill them with weird drawings, odd stories and disturbing diaries. I had hundreds (yeah-seriously, well maybe just a hundred) notebooks filled with them. And I would always be buying more. But with The Move coming up, I needed to throw away tons of my belongings/junk. Including my mountain of notebooks.

I could still save lots of them, but also lots had to go. But surprisingly is wasn’t much of a problem, as lots of the notebooks had when I was young was filled with rubbish anyway. But-of course-my mum had to save a few of them. The ones with the embarrassing stories I never finished writing, or the ones with crazy looking drawings in them!

There’s still a lot more preparing to do before the move, and even though I’ve done quite a bit in my room, there’s still more horrors waiting for me to be found….

Thank you for reading! 🙂