Myth Camp- Chapter 3

                    Abigail was getting out of the jacuzzi placed in her limo. She took her towel dried herself and got dressed into her worst clothes she could find at home (still they were more expensive than what normal people could afford). A lovely t-shirt, a denim jacket, jeans and pink boots. She brushed her hair and tied it into a pony tail. The butler opened the door and let her out of the car. She and her mum went in threw a big gate with a big sign saying “Myth Camp” with a foot print picture on it. They went into a lovely wooden hut. The whole place was very beautiful but Abi thought it was ugly and dirty. At a desk at the end of the room in the hut sat a tall woman with blue eyes and a big smile. Her ears were big and her nose was small. Her back was very straight which made her look even taller and she was sitting cross-legged. To Abigail Anna (she saw her name on the name tag) seemed confident and very cheerful even thou she was in such a terrible forest filled with bugs. While Anna saw a nice 15 year old girl with fashionable clothes that seemed unhappy because of where she was. Abigail’s mum signed some papers and the teen was sent to her cabin and set her things out. On her way she saw something very strange.    

               The strange thing Abigail saw was not a monster it was a seven year old girl with gray eyes, brown hair and one arm. Lila was struggling to carry her big and heavy bag. If you looked closer you would notice she tightly clenched a piece of paper in her arm and was very happy to be in the forest. She didn’t notice blond haired Abigail staring at her, maybe it was because she was too exited or maybe because Lila was used to people freaked out by her appearance.  The stones in the camp were normal but to her they seemed rounder and the dark grass seemed greener.  She noticed how beautifully everything was painted and how well everything looked together. She knew it would look great on a painting because even thou she was only 7 she loved art and was great at it, loads of the people in the adoption center praised her for it.  The reception hut where Abigail was few minutes ago was occupied by a plump woman and her daughter. She sat on a bench in front of the hut and took out a copy out of her bag. She started sketching and didn’t even notice when the mother and child went out and Anna came up to her. Anna seemed different than other people she looked at Lila like she was normal and didn’t seem to care about her arm.

“You must be Lila nice to meet you, you’re a great artist, I absolutely love your picture”, Anna said in a warm voice looking at Lila’s copy and shock Lila’s hand.

“Hello and thank you, is this where you drop the forms miss?”, Lila asked quietly.

“Yes, come on in and call me Anna”, she answered.

         When the paper work was done Lila went to her new home for the summer and in it found Abigail unpacking herself.

          Erika also went alone because her granny was too weak to go with her. She thought that was great because she could run away without her granny being there and do something that had nothing to do with the camp for the next few weeks, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it because she kept remembering how proud her guardian was when she walked to the bus station. She had another great plan; she pretended to drop her admission sheet and pretended not to notice so nobody accused her of not wanting to go. She didn’t have luck with that plan either because people kept saying things like “look, you dropped this” or “I this yours, you don’t want to miss such fun”, one person even accused her of littering. The whole problem was that she hated the idea of going to the camp.  She hated legends because she was a very realistic thinker. The thing that scared her the most was that she might actually change which was doubtful but possible. Even thou Erika was not a tiny bit creative she could imagine the owner of the camp looking down on her but Anna didn’t. The twelve year old was surprised when Anna wasn’t acting like she was better after reading her file but she didn’t show it, Erika as usual acted very confident and a little arrogant. She looked at the woman, she was beautiful but her brown hair was a mess. Erika left her papers and went to the cabin number 3 that seemed like her most unlucky number at that time. It was very warm but a little windy so her black hair kept covering her pail face and small green eyes. When she opened the door and saw two girls in the cabin she said “ Oh great, so now not only I have to go to this camp, I will have to live with these two” in her head and she was so angry she didn’t even notice Lila’s missing limb.

            Suzie was so exited she couldn’t sit still in her car sit.

-Dad don’t call me your muffin in front of everyone please! – Suzie asked politely.

 -Won’t, can I call you Suzie or maybe I should call you my baby. - Her dad said laughing.

- OMG dad, just call me Susan, k. - she answered to her dad’s joke that she didn’t like.

         The radio was playing loudly and Susan’s dad was badly singing to it. The music didn’t stop her from falling asleep and when she woke up they were on the camp’s grounds. She tied up her dark hair into a plat and put on her anti animal cruelty, organic lip-gloss.  Her parents had a lot of money but you couldn’t see it looking at them or their clothes, house or car because they give most of it away to charities helping animals and the environment. Everything in her house was made from recyclable material so as the camp which made her very happy and even her car was eco-friendly. They walked down an alley surrounded by loads of flowers and trees and she could name every single one of them and that’s exactly what she did impressing her that with her knowledge. She kept seeing animals and birds hidden well enough for most people to miss. She felt like that was where she was meant to be. Her dad dropped of the papers and kissed her tan chick before leaving her to go have fun in the camp. For a second she felt lonely but then she saw a rare butterfly and got carried away into her own imaginative and beautiful world. She loved the lovely smell of the forest and the diverse colors of the environment around her. If she could she would run after a squirrel or a fox but she knew she needed to unpack herself and she was excited about meeting her new roommates. 

Life As A Half Goddess- Prologue

Every story has a beginning and this one starts with a question. The question may seem like a simple one, but it’s not. The question is, “who am I?”, not in the general way meaning who you think you are but the question is about me, the narrator of this story.  

        I don’t have a name and I don’t belong anywhere. I am a beautiful girl but I’m a deadly animal. I am a goddess yet I’m mortal. The easiest way to answer the question is a short story about a girl even more dangerous and beautiful than me. Her name changed as centuries went by but the meaning of it was always the same Nature.  Her race of gods was the oldest and was worshiped by people of the Stone Age. Nature was the most loving and beautiful of all goddesses. She had cat eyes and golden hair that that fell all the way down to her feet. She was the human’s favourite god and they worshiped her more than the powerful king of gods. She was a ruler of nature as her name suggests and she cared about everything that was alive. She had the power to bring to life but also to kill. Then only way to kill her was by stabbing her in the heart with a magical dagger but except from that she was immortal. She grew plants for the people and provided them with animals. She cared about everyone and was mostly always happy except when she had o kill. Nowadays she’d be called mother nature and being her didn’t only mean good things but in order to keep the world synchronised she had to also bring death as well as life. Yet she loved her powers and used them as well she could. Nature was also one of the few gods that came down from the heavens to the people. Usually she’d come down in a dress made of leaves and flowers, with her blond hair tied in a plat. Bare footed she walked into the village and help them. But as people became smarter and build civilizations they forgot about the old ways. They believed in new, fake gods and stopped caring about nature. It made the gods angry and most of them never helped people again. Nature was very depressed but tried to keep some nature and pure life in the world. It was a very hard job since people started polluting the earth and killing the forests in it. Of course she never came down in her human form but in the shape of a small brown bird or invisible mist. She hid in the shadows until one day she saw a man. He had coal black hair and ocean blue eyes. He was a ranger with a pure heart; he also loved nature as much as Nature herself. His name was John and he was an extraordinary ordinary human. Nature fell in love with him and came down to earth first as a deer and later as a girl she really was. They loved each other and met in the forest everyday for a few months. One sunny summer day John brought Nature over to a clearing and gave her a rose with a ring on it. Nature accepted the proposal and they got married in a small chapel. Nature knew the other Gods would not be happy with her so the couple kept moving from town to town and lived in small huts in forests, hiding.

      After a few years of running, hiding and loving Nature became pregnant and wasn’t able to move any more.  When the girl was born her parents loved her a lot. She had black hair and clever green eyes. Like her parents she loved nature.  They lived together peacefully until the little girl was 3 months. At that time the Gods found their location and attacked. The man knew nothing about his wife’s magic until the other Gods came down. Luckily Nature hid her daughter before they came for her. The girl was very little but not stupid. She knew she had to be quite and all she could do was listen to the screaming above her as she sat in the basement. Her mother fought bravely but unfortunately her killing powers didn’t work on other gods. She managed to take down some minor gods but then the powerful ones came and killed her husband. Nature’s heart broke and she stopped  fighting and let the gods put her out of her misery. After hours of screaming and fighting everything went quite and the baby started crying because she understood she became an orphan. When a family of foxes came to take her out she saw her beautiful mother lying on the ground covered in blood drained of her power , her golden hair covering her face. The stupid human’s blamed her parent’s death on an animal attack and killed a family of wolfs. The little girl grew up with animals and when she was 3 her powers started manifesting. She could turn into any animal and understood their speech. She also had a special connection with nature and helped plants grow. But unlike her mother she couldn’t bring back to life or kill and of course she wasn’t immortal because of the human blood in her veins. She grew up to be a beautiful, pale  girl with long, shiny black her. She lived happily in the forest with her family of animals. She never forgot the scene in the hut when her parents died. She grew up hating all gods and all she wanted was revenge.

    I am the little girl and I miss my mother and father terribly but I learned how to live without them and take care of myself. Everything would of been perfect if the hunters didn’t come

I think this is the most emotional piece of writing I ever wrote and I hope I will write more soon, I decided to have to stories so people can pick which one they like more. By the way I'm reading "The Golem's Eye".

Hello!!!

Hello my name is Marta. I heve a few blogs on blogger already. I'm interested in animals, mythology, art, reading and writing.

 

 My favourite type of books is fantasy and that is mostly what I read. My favourite author is L.J. Smith and my favourite books are the Night World series and the Ink Heart trilogy. 
Most of my stories are also fantasy. In my writing I commonly mention nature or magic. I love writing and I think it's a great past time aspecially that I can write anything I want.
I am just a young writer so my stories might not be great but so far I got mostly positive comments from a forum I wrote my story on.
My main story for this blog will be "Myth Camp" a book I'm working on. But I might also post other shorter stories and reviwes.
I also have a plan to start another long story but I'll see.

 I will post the start of "Myth Camp" today.