Notebook Scribbles ❄ Short Stories

[sparrow;]

I live in the US *feels super alone*

I live in New Zealand...

This is an awesome story! Write more soon... or else >:D

[Snowflakette]

@Everyone Thank you! <3
@20lait1 Wow! That means we're really close to each other! I usually go to HK once every three months, we might have passed each other without even noticing. o.o
@Mangle I feel embarrassed about my stories too, but our ELA teacher "encouraged" us to write a story for the competition.

This is a narrative poem I wrote in class, if you want to see any more of my poems, feel free to tell me! In our class, we had to write lots of poems, so I'm happy to share!
The poem I'm putting here is my best poem in my opinion (I don't have any of my poems are good since I don't rhyme good and I don't word good, but whatever), I hope you like it!
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A "Great" Day
By me (Snowflakette)

I woke up when the sun shone into my eyes,
It was the weekend, surprise surprise!
I reached around for my slippers that are green,
But strangely, they were no where to be seen.
"Come on!" said I, sulky with crossed arms.

I walked bare feet to the bathroom,
Where I'd brush my teeth and get ready for noon.
Suddenly, my soap slid next to my feet like moss,
I stepped on it, and slid, all the way across.
"Come on!" said I, sulky with crossed arms.

I landed in the bathtub, and shrieked like a million mice,
The bathtub was filled with water, cold as ice!
I drained the water, not letting it ruin my day,
But then, my finger got stuck in the way.
"Come on!" said I, sulky with crossed arms.

I changed my clothes and bolted out of the house,
The wind was screaming, making me shudder like a mouse.
I checked my mail, hoping to find letters from my friend Mist,
When I closed it, the mailbox slammed on my wrist.
"Come on!" said I, sulky with crossed arms.

I decided to go out for a walk on the street,
Then, a stampede of random children came and stepped on my feet.
"Sorry!" they said, but I could tell it was a lie,
For their expressions showed that it was so funny they could die.
I walked back home thinking how today was an unpleasant day,
I can't believe my unlucky day is on the first of May.
"Come on!" said I, sulky with crossed arms.

[sparrow;]

I hope that wasn't a true story about your day c:

[Snowflakette]

@*free* No, it's not. XD

I recently found a piece of writing in my school email, it was written when I was in grade 5. We had to write fractured fairy tales, so I made a "parody" of the Ugly Duckling.
There are errors, because my writing skills weren't that good back then, so yea.

The Ugly Duckling Swan
By me (Snowflakette

Mother Swan flew home, exhausted from the shopping in Book End Boutique. She glanced down at the nest that held the eggs and smiled. “Oh, my adorable babies! They will come out soon! I can’t wait!” she gushed, as she set the shopping bags down. Then she started decorating the nest, so the newborn swans will have a pleasant surprise.

She started muttering to herself as she customized the soft nest. If you put all the words together, it would sound like this: “Goes here! Move left! Move down! Whoa! Get this! Put it here! Make it tighter! Whoa there! This one! Over there! Good! Up a little! Move it left! Stick it! This one is good! There! Perfect!”

Suddenly, Mother Swan heard a pop, followed by a crack. “Oh my gosh! They’re coming out! Yippie!” she cried. The first baby swan walked over to her. Mother Swan hugged him tightly. Then another, and another.

Mother Swan stopped at the very last one. It was reddish-pink, a very unusual color for swans. “Oh no, we have a problem here,” she sighed.

The narrator’s sick, so I’m taking over. Let’s start with the basics. Hi there! I’m Chillie. I’m the reddish-pink swan the narrator mentioned. It’s not my fault that my color is different.

But it does make a big difference. Now my siblings hate me, thinking that I have some sort of very weird virus, that if I touch them, they will turn reddish-pink too. Well, that is so not true. They also call me ‘Redhead’, like how rude is that?!

Even my mother doesn’t like me. She bought delicious cupcakes from Three Bear’s Bakery for… my siblings, not me! I have to drink lake water and eat kind-of-bitter bread! Ugh!

I went to the Endless Stories Library to find about unusual creatures (like me). My eyes landed on a picture of a baby phoenix. It has reddish-pink feathers, like me. Oh wait, am I a phoenix?!

I need to sort things out. So I fly out of the window and into the cold, dark forest.

Big mistake. Now I’m freezing. “Ugh!” I complain, “I am such an egghead! Why did I come here?! I knew fair and square that it’s dangerous in here, especially at nighttime! I want my mother!”
Wait, the last sentence I said was that I want my mother, but I can’t find my real mother yet. Mother Swan is... well, too sensitive. And I don’t want to be treated like garbage. So I straighten my feathers and continue flying to the other side of the eerie forest.

Suddenly, red eyes stare at me. I turn around to check if they’re still here. It quickly disappear before my eyes. I shrug and keep flying. Maybe it’s just my imagination.

But no! It appear again. It walks toward me. I freeze at the spot.. What does it want?! I look carefully. It is a… rabbit?

“Oh, hi there, Mr. Rabbit! Nice to see ya! Do you want to play with me? Well, sorry, because I have to get moving. I need to---” I stop in mid sentence. It is scowling at me. It’s not a good rabbit!

“Hello there, Chillie.” it says smugly.

My heart skip a beat. “H-how d-did you know my n-name?” I stammer.

He laugh, all evil-like. “I’ve been spying on you, birdie. Do you know why?” he says.

“Um, as a matter of fact, no.” I reply, trying to be casual. He chuckles again. I hate it when he does that.

“Well, I think you know that you’re a phoenix already,” he explains, “and you know that phoenixes have magical feathers that can grant the owner any wish. So just give me a feather. Oh, and by the way, I’m Master Bunny.” he smiles all evil-like, and holds out a paw.

I back away. “Um, sir. Since I just realised you’re a bad guy, I should get going. Alone.” I learned that lesson from Little Red Riding Hood.

“Okay then, birdie. Here’s a deal. Either choose the easy way, which is handing over a magic feather of yours and I won’t bother you, or choose the hard way---” Master Bunny says. I fly up as quickly as I can.

“SHE CHOSE THE HARD WAY!” I hear him shout. Suddenly, all sorts of things fall down to me. Rocks, dust, water (DIRTY WATER) and garbage. Is this some sort of curse that Master Bunny magic up?

Before I know it, I fall to the ground, panting. “Now look what you’ve done, mister! I’m all wet, stinky and dirty! I really need to take a bath now!” I cry, and give him my most fierce glare.

That didn’t impress him. Suddenly, he shouts, “Master Bunny crew, get her!” Hundreds of weird creatures attack me. I see that there are spiders, scorpions, snakes and more!

“AAAAH!” I cry, “AAAAAH! I mean, la la la! LA LA LA LA!” I learned that from Snow White, that if you sing, birds will come and rescue you. No such luck for me, because the MB Crew are still attacking me.

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I see a sparrow. He suddenly throw rocks at the MB Crew! Wow, those rocks must do a lot of damage, because soon, the creatures all run away. I look back at Master Bunny. He is shaking his fist and yelling at me.

The sparrow fly down to check on me. “Are you okay?” he ask.

“I guess I’m fine.” I say, panting.

“Good. I’m Dusty.” he says. “Nice to meet you. I’m Chillie.” I reply.

“You two are the worst! Here’s my revenge!” Master Bunny suddenly shriek, throwing a massive fire ball at us. We duck quickly.

My heart is beating like a drum. Sweat is dripping down my feathers. A sharp pang of pain stab my side. I look down. Dusty is plucking a feather from me!

“I wish Master Bunny would disappear and never, ever, return!” he shouts. Master Bunny starts to fade. Then he disappears in a cloud of glowing red dust.

“Whew. Thanks, Dusty. I owe you my life.” I say thankfully.

“No problem. Hey, where’s your family?” he asks.

I smack my forehead. I remember that I am in search of my long-lost family. “I can’t find my family.” I say.

“Ah, I know!” Dusty exclaims, “You are the lost phoenix princess! Yes, bright blue eyes, golden beak and magical shiny feathers!”

I blink, “Princess?”

“Yes, you, the princess of Firequill! Come!” Dusty says, pulling me up into the sky.

Moments later, I land in the kingdom of Firequill, a land with lots of phoenixes. Two phoenixes come flying towards me. One has a golden crown, and the other a silver tiara.

“My little princess! We missed you so much, dear!” the queen says. She is my mother!! “We thought you were gone forever!” a smaller one my size says. From my research with Firequill, she must be Princess Amber, which is, my sister!

“Mom! Sis!” I cry, hugging them. Then I hug Dusty. “Thanks, for everything.” I say. He smiles. “Anytime you want me, I’ll be in that cherry blossom tree with a large bush beneath.” he says. And then my mom, my sister and I fly to the huge, pink castle.

The End

Hello everyone! My name isn’t Chillie anymore. Mother Phoenix insists calling me Sophia, Princess Sophia. But I insist you guys call me Chillie.

So, my life is getting better and better lately. I visit Dusty twice a week. We would do flying races together and play with the cuddly little creatures in the bush below his tree. There is Snowflake the bunny (she’s like, a million times better than Big Boy Pants Master Bunny), Flurry the squirrel (his tail is super fluffy, so I often lay on it and relax) and Flames the dragon (well, he’s not cuddly, but I like playing Catch the Fire Ball with him). It’s always fun, fun, fun!

Back in the castle, it’s super awesome! I get to sleep in my own nest! It’s extremely soft, decorated with a pink cushion, pink lacy ribbons, pink blankets, pink feathers (those are not mine! I hope not!) and pink plush toys. You could say it’s pink everything for me, while Amber’s nest is yellow everything.

The food, it’s really delicious! Big fresh caterpillars and juicy beetles for me! I also crave these crisp sweet apples Mother buys from Snow’s No-Poison Apple Shop!

For the family gossip, Mother just laid a golden egg! I wonder if the phoenix baby is a boy or girl, but it’s not going to the swans, of course!

It’s feathers and apples for my life now! I’m having a fableous time!

I also have the game version of the story! Click here!
It only works if you have a GameStarMechanic user though (thank you Mangle for notifying that), but you can sign up for one if you want, it's free.

[Kellin Quinn]

(This is what I have, so far. Ps, can I post?)

Chii walked in a circle, raising little clouds of dust with each step. She drew in a shaky breath and forced it back out sharply. She looked into the sky, brilliant light shimmering through the spaced clouds. 'Bossy' they called her. She was fine with it, as long as it was her orders they followed, anyone else's would get them killed. She continued to pace, humoring herself with the clouds that formed around her black converses. He tight leather pants wed dusted up to her knees from so much pacing. She smiled and brought her eyes to the panic!at the disco hoodie she wore, no matter how hot the day could be. Her hand slowly raised, catching the earring that was shaped as a feather, dangling down from her earlobe. She looked back towards the woods, slowly her feet were taking her body to the mouth or this pit. She took one last glance at the patch of dust on the ground before plunging into the growth.

Chii stumbled out of the forest into the cabin she had stayed the night in. She walked inside, not missing the door's eerie creek. "Morning everybody." She said in a loud voice, looking around the breakfast scene. The floor thudded against the clumsy fall of her feet. She went over to a kitchen chair and pulled it out, "May I?" She asked before taking a seat. Her hungry eyes skimmed through the selection displayed in front of her. Her stomach growled at the sight of food, she was the first one up. She had gone hiking and found the dust spot. Now as she was here, sitting in front of an empty plate she looked at the people in the room. "I am starving!" She exaggerated to them, still waiting for permission.

Chii finished eating and stood up. "I'm going out anyone coming with me?" She asked, eying a particularly cute boy across the room. She didn't wait for an answer, instead she turned and walked out. The wooden porch echoing her footsteps perfectly. She sighed in the forestie air and walked back into the forest, leaves crunching under her weight. A soft breeze rustled the leaves and tousled her hair. She smiled and continued walking. She fell once and scraped her palm, but it quickly healed. Soon the forest started constricting more and more light until she came to the sandy spot where the trees opened up to a brilliant sunshine. She looked down and saw her footprints from earlier and sighed. She wasn't getting far. She saw the imprint of the Converse symbol on her shoes on the dirt all over the circle. Even where she'd attempted a sandhouse. She squatted down and punched the sad little mound. Standing up she drew in a deep breath and exhaled sharply, she looked ahead and plunged into the woods deeper.

Chii noticed no one was coming with her the moment she left. When she finished her little trip, she came back to the cabin, her shoes got kicked off and she looked back at the cute one. With a small wink at him she sat near him. 'Bossy and Flirty!' She thought to herself. She hoped the boy would flirt back. She leaned back and pulled her hair around her shoulder. "It's nice out today!" She exclaimed breaking the short, eerie silence. She looked around at all the staring people and faked a cough, looking down. After a minute she looked back at the boy, "I'm Chii, by the way. In case you forgot..." She honestly had forgotten his name. She smiled slightly shy. Then she gasped at herself. 'Me? Shy? Please!' She told herself but looking up at him again she really was shy...She poured a cup of juice and sipped it, waiting for his response.

"I'm Alec!" He replied with a cute smile at her. She smiled, "Hi then Alec!" She smiled wider and stared at him for about two seconds. Chii noticed a girl aiming a snide remark at her flirt, "Shame.. It was almost nice without the brat." She gasped and stepped back. "Don't talk about yourself that way!" She sneered. She shoved her chair in and stormed outside. She sat on the porch steps and crossed her arms inside of her oversized hoodie. She thought of a million different comebacks she could have said, other than the lame one she hurriedly spat. "I'm not the brat here! Reality check!" She spat to no one. She hoped that, Isis heard her. Iris was her name...right? She did't care! She stood up and thought against doing something dumb and sat back down. The wind strolled through, smelling bitter. A minute ago it smelled nice, but that under sophisticated brat ruined her day.

[starsailor]

@Snow
I really love mythical creatures! That parody is awesome.^-^ Also, I can't access the game without having to sign up, which I'm not willing to.

@Panic
What you posted isn't relevant to this at all.

[Kellin Quinn]

(Oh, sorry. I posted on the wrong thing...Oops...)

[Snowflakette]

@Shadowbinder Thank you! ^^
@Kellin Quinn It's alright ^^

So I wanted to make my FNAF 3 AU a little more interesting, so here’s how my Purple Guy died in the springlock suit. I don’t have a name for him yet, so he will be called PG for now.

WARNING: THIS MIGHT GET YOU VERY CONFUSED AND EMOTIONAL! You have been warned! :v
P.S. This is my FNAF AU, so it’s probably different from yours. Mine contains all human animatronics and all. :3
P.P.S. Please don’t steal anything in this post, not the idea nor the conversation. ^^ It took me a long time to think about this and yeah. If I find my idea stolen I will ask you to take it down. c: Thank you!

The five children, now free souls, walked up to PG, who was staring at Springtrap.

“Oh, so we meet again,” PG smirked, gripping his axe, “This time, you’re gonna die a third time.”

The children gasped. PG slowly raised his axe and yelled, “Say goodbye to everything!”

“WAIT!” Louis, Golden Freddy’s soul, cried, jumping in front of the other dead children, “Before you kill us, tell me who’s knife are we going to die under.”

PG lowered his axe and cackled like a noob. “Of course you’re gonna die from me!”

Louis pretended to be confused, “Me? Who is ‘me’?” He asked innocently.

“I, Purple Guy!”

“Wrong.” said Louis, “The name ‘Purple Guy’ is just a placeholder. You can be Purple Guy, I can be Purple Guy, even Fazbear’s Fright can be named as Purple Guy. But who are you when you take the place holding name away?”

PG blinked in confusion. “What? I don’t know, and I don’t want to know.”

Louis nodded. “Okay, let me ask you another question. Who am I then?”

“You’re Louis, one of the children that I killed!”

“No. That’s me on the outside. I’m asking who am I on the inside.” Louis said.

PG was confused, “Eh? What’s the difference?”

“Well, for example, when I use the term ‘me’, you term is also ‘me’, what does this mean?”

PG simply made a small groan.

Louis ignored his groan and continued, “This means that you are the dead child, and I am the dead child too. You are me.”

“What are you talking about?”

“and I am you too!” Louis said.

“This- this is not interesting at all! It’s completely lame!” PG stammered.

“Okay, I’ll ask some interesting questions then.” said Louis, looking at the ceiling,

“Where, are we born from? Where, do we die to? Why did we appear on this world? What does our appearance mean to the world? Did the world choose us, or did we choose the world?”

“Enough!” PG shouted, clearly annoyed at the questions that he was unable to answer.

“Not enough.” Louis said, and continued.

“What is our connection to this universe? What does it do? Does the universe have an end? If it does, what is outside the universe? Does time have a length? How long or how short is it? Where does the past disappear to, and where does the future start off?”

“Is my question now, the same question you heard earlier?” Louis said, leaning close to PG.

“Ugh, I’m gonna kill you!” PG complained, holding his axe a little higher.

The child walked away from him, looking back and asking, “Who is ‘I’ and who is ‘you’? Is it me killing you or is it you killing me?”

PG was sick and tired of Louis while being extremely confused by his questions that were impossible to answer. “It’s… uh… it’s me killing me!” He said, and climbed into the suit, triggered it on purpose and his life ended right there.

And there we have it! I probably left you with some questions that you don’t really know, did I? XD

This is originally written on my Tumblr blog, but I felt like sharing it here too. ^^ Here's the link on Tumblr.

[namjoon.]

Awesome!

[Snowflakette]

Awesome!

Thanks! ^^