The Horrible Life Of Feathers

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The Horrible Life Of Feathers

Postby . ME » Sat Feb 04, 2012 12:47 pm

Before I start the story, This is a journal of a rat named Feathers and her life as a slave. It will be in 'Entry's' instead of 'Chapters'. For example, If it was chapter one, It would be called Entry one. To the story!

Entry one:
Hello Journal. I am Feathers, a rat. I bet you said said " Ewww Rat! ". But oh well. Here is a photo of me:
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Pet's name: Feathers
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I got my name for....I dont know. Well, Right now in my first entry Im most likely going to show you all the people in the castle. So, Here are some photos with the name written next to them:
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Pet's name: King Charlie
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/ That is King Charlie. He is the ruler. Dont look scary? Ha.
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Pet's name: Queen Cyntha
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/ This is Queen Cyntha, A.K.A, King Charlie's wife. She is nicer, but still mean.
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Pet's name: Princess Lilly
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/ Princess Lilly, The queen and king's daughter. She mostly plays in the nursery room with her brother.
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Pet's name: Prince Sebastian
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/ Prince Sebastian, The queen and kings son. He likes to play in the nursery room with his sister.
That isn't everybody, But its the rulers of the castle. You'll learn more about these people and others in the story. So, Today, I was cleaning the dungeon, when Princess Lilly came in. " Daddy told me to tell you that you need to work with the dragon dogs. " She said. She was kinda my friend, but we didn't really know each other. I sighed, and said " Ok. I'll go and see them. ". She nodded as took a step back as I went outside to find the dragons. Night was out there, trying to tame the new dragon, Crimson Face. Night is my second best friend. Here is a photo of him:
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Pet's name: Night
And a photo of Crimson Face:
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Pet's name: Crimson Face.
Alright, back to the story. So yeah, he was trying to tame him. " Chill out! " He shrieked as the dragon dog blew fire right next to his foot. I noticed one of his hind legs was bleeding. I couldn't stand seeing him nearly killed by the stupid king's orders, So I jumped onto the dragon's back. He jumped everywhere. Right, left, up, down, etc. I could see Night from the corner of my eye, afraid. I continued to sit on the dragons back until it stopped and was calmed. I got off the dragon. " Thanks...." Night panted. " No problem. What time is it? " I asked. " Uh...." He said as he checked his watch. " 11:30AM ". " Shoot! Gotta run! " I called over my shoulder as I ran into the castle. But of course, King Charlie stopped me. " What do you think your doing, Slave? " He roared angrily right in my face. " Let me pass this one time! Come on! " I cried. " No! You shall go into the dungeon! " He said. He picked me up by my tail ( which really hurt! ), walked to the dungeon, and threw me inside. Its been three hours since I've been in here. And Im still in. Oh, Great, the guard is coming to take me out right now. Goodbye for now, Journal!
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The F E A R of falling apart
And truth be told, I N E V E R was yours
The F E A R, the F E A R of falling apart
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Re: The Horrible Life Of Feathers

Postby . ME » Mon Feb 06, 2012 3:34 am

Entry two:

Alrightt. It's been one whole day since that dragon taming, and I now have tons of bruises. Not just because the dragon flopping me around everywhere, but the five guards, which I have photos of, just beat me for asking the king something! Tell me that is not fair?!
Alright, Anyways, I promised the photos, so:
Image Thats Nothing But The Best. Remember, The king names them, Not me.
Image This is Built With Metal And Justice
Image This is Shielded From The Outside World
ImageThis is Clock Ringing At Midnight
Image And this is Filled With Blue Blood.

Creepy names, Eh? Well, here is how the story went:
Filled With Blue Blood opened the dungeon door and growled at me. Nothing But The Best, Built With Metal And Justice, Shielded From The Outside World, and Clock Ringing At Midnight jumped at me outta no where! And they had whips. Strong whips. VERY strong whips. They started beating me with them, whipping them as hard as possible. It hurt, very very bad. Then a rat came out of no where and saved me; I supposed it was Fox, She was very sneaky and fast. But when I got to my room, it wasnt Fox. It was this guy:
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His name was Talon, and now were great friends. We share a slave room. Yep, I have to share a room with a guy...But there is no beds in the rooms, So I squeeze myself into a very very tiny whole inside the room and sleep in there, while he sleeps on the floor. Mhm. And since I mentioned Fox in this, she is my number one bestie; For now. I think somehow Talon is gonna become my bestie. Anywho, here is the photo of Fox:
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Fox and I were friends before we were slaves. She got her name due to her sneaky, sly, and fastness. Other than that, she does not look like a rat who'd be named Fox. Goodbye for now journal, I dont have anything else to write about!
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If you love me let me G O
If you love me let me G O
‘Cause these words are K N I V E S that often leave scars
The F E A R of falling apart
And truth be told, I N E V E R was yours
The F E A R, the F E A R of falling apart
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Re: The Horrible Life Of Feathers

Postby . ME » Mon Feb 06, 2012 8:00 am

Entry three:

Sorry I havent written in the past hours, Journal. But I've been busy cleaning the castle. Its night time now, and everyone else is asleep. So this is gonna be a short entry most likely. And I've noticed....The king is taking 'different' dogs and making them slaves to. Im not showing the photos in this entry though; Im to sleepy to find the photos. Anywho, I found a baby owl. I named her Charlotte, and Im keeping her as a pet now. But I cant tell or show the king; He'd put me in the dungeon and turn me into rat stew. Urgk! How gross! So here is a photo of Charlotte:
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But Im going to set her free; I took her in because she was injured. Tomorrow I plan healing her then setting her free. Oh, Journal, Did you ask if I was nocturnal like that owl? I wait, you cant talk. Well, some rats are nocturnal and some arent. And luckily, Im not. That owl is up right now, hooting away. Its annoying, but she is in pain....You really badly need a name, dont you? I'll think of one while trying to go to sleep. Goodbye, For now, No name!
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If you love me let me G O
If you love me let me G O
‘Cause these words are K N I V E S that often leave scars
The F E A R of falling apart
And truth be told, I N E V E R was yours
The F E A R, the F E A R of falling apart
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Re: The Horrible Life Of Feathers

Postby . ME » Wed Feb 08, 2012 12:48 am

( This chapter is a time skip. Last time I actually wrote was about a week ago, but in the story it has been about a month since Feathers has written )


Entry four:

Umm....Hey, Journal. Its been about....one month since I've written in you. Sorry. So yah, I didn't set that owl free. I actually tamed it. And uh....Well, you might yell at me for this, Journal......But you know that Talon guy? Er....Alright...Never mind. I'll tell you at the end of this entry, so I will close you before you can yell....Oh wait, You dont have a mouth. Or brain. Or eyes. Or anything a living thing would have. Any who, Im still telling you at the end of the story. Im up in my room. If your wondering why, No it is not night. It is bright morning, actually. And its due to that thing I said I'd tell you at the end of the story. The king screamed; Then shouted out joyfully. So I'll just be writing in you a lot more...Even though t-Oh wait. That has to do with that thing....Alright! Fine, I am going to tell you. I. Am. Pregnant. My children are expected any day, and there Talons children. But who cares, Im 18 anyway, just like Talon. And Talon's birthday is right before mine. We have a lot in common. And tomorrow is Talon's birthday. And the day after tomorrow is mine. So I will be writing in you a lot more; Even when my children are born. And I found out, I actually knew Talon when I was...Like, 8. We got separated when I was 10. And we caught up in this past month. A lot. And now I remember everything from when I used to hang out with him. Like, I actually used to have a crush on him. And we were besties. So, yup...I remember it all now. And Talon just walked in. I suppose he finished his three hours of work. The king cut his work down since im pregnant with his children. I guess the king Isn't that mean after all. Wait....He is probably just being nice because he will be getting new slaves. But I vow I'll save my children from his darkness. Talon wants to spend time with me; Were going to walk outside in the sunny meadow. Goodbye for now, Journal! Hey, I just got a name for you; Eagle. Get it? Eagles have TALONS. Talon.... Well, Goodbye for now, Eagle!
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If you love me let me G O
‘Cause these words are K N I V E S that often leave scars
The F E A R of falling apart
And truth be told, I N E V E R was yours
The F E A R, the F E A R of falling apart
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Re: The Horrible Life Of Feathers

Postby . ME » Wed Feb 08, 2012 9:01 am

Entry five:

Hello, Again, Eagle. Guess what? The king built a hospital/nursery. It was finished today in the afternoon, and its amazing. He made some of those 'odd' dogs he's been making slaves and two of the guards work on it. It was started in the bright morning of yesterday and finished today a few hours ago. He moved stuff into it right away. The beds are very comfy. Im sitting in one right now. People have been wondering why he is being so nice, but I think he just wants the children as slaves, as I said last entry. There is many cribs, soft beds, even a play pen in one side of the room. I got some photos of the 'odd' dogs, but Im to lazy to go get them from my room. Talon just came in. Sorry, Eagle. Goodbye!
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‘Cause these words are K N I V E S that often leave scars
The F E A R of falling apart
And truth be told, I N E V E R was yours
The F E A R, the F E A R of falling apart
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Re: The Horrible Life Of Feathers

Postby . ME » Wed Feb 08, 2012 11:14 am

Entry six ( Last entry! :[ )

Hey, Eagle. The king is making me throw you out. But before I go, I had my children. They all look the same. Here are there color/there looks. Its only one of them:
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They dont have names yet, Eagle. But Im naming one after you. Goodbye, forever.... :[

( Sorry this ended stupidly, I ran out of ideas )
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The F E A R, the F E A R of falling apart
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