Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Frankie the little munchkin

One day Frankie the little munchkin was walking in a little girls garden, he was looking at all the statues and little toy figures (so he called them). The little girl was wandering around in the backyard and saw the little munchkin staring at all the statues in the garden. His face was scrunched up and angry, the little girl wondered why. It was mind boggling to her there was no reason to be angry or happy for that matter as it was a rainy day and he was stuck outside so she picked him up with her two fingers and brang him inside with her. He was flabbergasted out of all the gardens he had been too this was the wierdest, bestest and most different experience he had ever had yet he loved it!

Sunday, June 21, 2009


The animals down in the R.S.P.C.A have nothing to do but cry. They wallow around searching for hope for someone to care for them. Here is a story on the dog down the R.S.P.C.A.
The dog down at the R.S.P.C.A walks round looking for a heart, looking for love. He is locked in a cage and was stranded by his family. He thought they loved him now he knows. He now knows the life he used to live is over and he no longer has a family to call his own, and will never get rid of the images that go through his head everyday. He sees pictures of the adventures he lived for months till he was found by that truck that was the best day after he was left there. He had seen better days and now he was left at the R.S.P.C.A until some one cared enough to take him home and love and cherish the wonderful gift. Who would think something that precious would just be left out in the open to die from not eating or drinking. All we can think of is how sorry we are for this dog, people come and take dogs away but its never him they come and come yet he still sits there waiting for his turn he waited a year a year of sitting watching his friends leave him to stay.
A couple of years had passed and he would still sit there.
Finally his day had come a loving family came and chose him, that family was mine.


I love rain, I love the pitter patter you hear when you sit next to the window. Rain is lovely it helps me fall to sleep at night I listen to the glorious rain, it soothes me. The rain falls down on the grounds and annoys some people to me rain is the most greatsest gift the sky gives to us. Rain rain rain.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

My creative writing blog

Thanks for visiting my creative writing blog. I give thanks to unknown seeker for creating the idea. On this blog I will display my writing abilities hope you enjoy.
P.S please comment and tell me if you like my stories!!!!!!!!!!!!!! =)