Chapter Three-Aspen
I sort of walked around for a while, trying to get my bearings. I might add that I was so loud I couldn’t hear anything when I was walking. There were bushes and shrubs everywhere. Then, at one point, I saw a deer. Me! I saw a deer. It was only about 20 feet away from me so I stopped moving and just stood really still.
It was interesting just watching it go about its business. Occasionally looking up and around then going back to eating from a patch of grass.
Then an arrow came whizzing through the air from behind me and hit it right in the chest. I gave a startled cry while I whipped around to see who shot it. “Sorry you had to see that, miss,” said a guy just about my age while he walked past me to the deer. He was about 6 feet tall and strongly built yet quick and nimble. He had dark hair and light eyes and was slightly tanned.
I just stood there for a moment. I was stunned first of all because I have never seen anything more than a bug die in my life. Second, this guy was weird! I mean he had an old-fashioned arrow and everything. Along with the full out green costume. “What leads you out here?” he asked. “No one comes to these parts, save for Robin Hood and his men,” the stunned look on my face soon turned to a confused grin.
I laughed, “You’re kidding, right? I mean you aren’t serious about the whole Robin Hood and merry men thing?”
“I am completely serious,” he frowned. “What strange dress. I’ve seen none like it before,” he said gesturing to my flip-flops and t-shirt along with my jeans and purse. “It is all very... colorful,” he laughed.
“I don’t see anything to laugh at,” I said crossing my arms and standing very tall. I relaxed, thinking about how hungry I was. “You don’t happen to have any food? I mean, besides that?” I said slowly, pointing to the doe before me.
“Oh, how rude of me. Here, since you do not seem to believe me, I will show you my Robin Hood and his merry men to boot. And yes, we do have food other than this,” he held out his hand. I looked at it. “Sorry, madam, but you did not seem the most graceful back there,” he was right. I took it, letting him guide me through the underbrush to his camp.
I was amazed at how organized the camp was. And how authentic everything seemed. I did not think that I was at the lake, or anywhere near it for that matter. “And this here is the one and only Sir Robin Hood himself,” he said with a flourish. Robin stood up. He was exactly how I would have imagined him. Oh, he was so tall and strong and handsome! He had bright, green, laughing eyes, and sandy hair, and he was wearing his famous hat with a feather in it. I think I melted at the sight of him.
“What be the name of our beautiful visitor?” he asked me.
“A... Aspen. Aspen Rose,” I managed to stammer.
“A charming name for a charming girl,” he said as he glanced at my clothing with a not-too-well-hidden smile. “Do you wish to have new apparel? I don’t mean to insult you, but those are the oddest things I have ever seen on a human, and they are ripped to shreds,” he sounded like my mom. He laughed as I rolled my eyes.
“What do you have?” I asked. I really was curious now because I had never seen anything like this... different world. I figured, hey what do I have to lose?
“Well, all we have really is extra men’s clothes, but they are clean and in good shape,” I thought it would be fun to sort of play dress up since I was here. Don’t ask why, but I got a sort of childlike mentality all of a sudden and I really wanted to see how I would look in old fashioned Robin Hood clothes. They set up my own tent and everything. It was actually pretty nice. Not really what I would have thought. I had so much fun making the green tights and shirt look feminine. In the end it was a knee-length dress that had the tights cut at mid-shin like leggings and a belt going across my middle. I cut the top to drape across one shoulder. And don’t forget the green shoes. They were like cute little moccasins. I was very pleased with myself indeed.
“Now for food,” I said as I walked back to Robin and the others. They had boar’s snout, roasted hare and pheasant, and the King’s venison. I opted for the candy bar in my purse. The name of the one I had met earlier was Leland Turner. I turned to him once to find him looking at me. He turned away quickly, blushing, I looked down and smiled. Maybe spending a while here wouldn’t be so bad.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
ASPEN- Chapter Two
Chapter two of Aspen. Please tell me what you think, and don't forget to read next week's post, as the plot thickens!
Chapter Two-Caroline (C)
That day when Aspen disappeared, I didn’t know what to do with myself. I mean I yelled her name right after she went. And that was the weird thing, she just vanished, poof, gone, it wasn’t like anyone took her or she walked off. One second she was there going to get some more stones and the next she was gone. I really started to flip out when she didn’t come back. When my dad came out, I tried to explain to him what happened but I couldn’t. “She just disappeared. She went to get stones and she was gone,” I stammered in between sobbing and trying to think.
“Whoa, honey, just slow down. Tell me the whole story,” he said putting an arm around me. I told him everything that happened from when Aspen walked out of the house to when she was completely gone. “You call 911 and I’ll call her parents. We’ll get this straightened out,” my dad was always reassuring.
I called 911 on my cell. I basically told them that my friend disappeared and to send police right away. We were out at the lake which was half an hour from any people, but the police got there pretty quickly. Aspen’s family came as soon as they could too. I explained my story to the police several times. They all looked at me like I was crazy, but they said they would try to do all that they could to get her back. They made the Roses believe that Aspen would be back, but I didn’t believe them. I couldn’t. Not when I had seen her evaporate right before my eyes. I didn’t believe she would ever come back. Ever. That is a long time.
The next day Aspen’s family hired a detective that was all official and the whole shebang. He seemed pretty up-tight at first, but then when he asked me about what I saw and exactly what happened, he actually believed me. He sat down in his chair and frowned, looking like he was thinking really hard. He had black hair and big, sad eyes . He seemed about thirty to me. And he was pretty smart too. “I get cases like this all the time,” he said to Aspen’s parents when I had finished my story for the billionth time.
“Really?” asked Mrs. Rose.
He leaned forward for emphasis, “Oh, yes. You see, I handle cases that have one aspect out of the ordinary. Like odd disappearances, strange sightings, things like that. Once you’ve seen a few, the rest are all the same, and generally easy to solve. Once you release the barriers of impossibility, logic comes to the surface. Sherlock Holmes said something to that effect. It is rather difficult to believe, but there is logic behind this impossible occurrence. I will do all I can to finish this puzzle and find your daughter. It is not an impossible task,” once he had finished this speech Aspen’s parents stood up.
“You have no idea how reassuring that is to hear,” Mr. Rose said, shaking his hand.
“Yes, thank you. This has already helped so much,” Aspen’s mom said as she took her husband’s hand and walked out.
“Caroline, can I speak with you for a moment?” he asked me.
“Sure,” I said sitting back down. “What did you want to say?”
“Well, I didn’t want to say this to Aspen’s parents because I’m not exactly positive about it, but I am pretty sure,” he paused.
“Well, what is it?” I was desperate to find any way to get my friend back.
“This case is a little out of the ordinary, even for me. But I think that Aspen... Aspen fell into the fourth dimension,” he said looking at me wondering how I would respond.
“Is this some sort of joke to you? Do you think my story isn’t real? I want to get Aspen back just as much as her family, and I don’t need you making fun of me!” I yelled, standing up.
“No, no! I’m not making fun of you. I seriously believe this, and I told you, this case is out of the ordinary. Please, Caroline, sit down,” I sat since he didn’t seem like he was making fun of me.
I said one short word, “How?”
“Well, scientists and mathematicians have studied this for a long time, and they firmly believe that there is an... active fourth dimension. You see, it is almost like a black hole on earth. It opens for a fraction of a moment and in that mille-second acts as a black hole, sucking in all in its reach. It is phenomenal that your friend should have stood in that exact spot at that precise time. Now, we don’t know where this leads to or what it does to a person. But we do have a clue, you see, just like some people disappear this way some come this way. People have just shown up suddenly at seemingly random locations and times. All these people have claimed to have come from some time in the past. Most have been sent to insane asylums and such...”
“Wait,” I said, sitting at the edge of my seat. “So, you’re saying that Aspen fell into a sort of hole or mix up in the dimensions and time traveled?”
He thought for a moment, “Yes.”
Chapter Two-Caroline (C)
That day when Aspen disappeared, I didn’t know what to do with myself. I mean I yelled her name right after she went. And that was the weird thing, she just vanished, poof, gone, it wasn’t like anyone took her or she walked off. One second she was there going to get some more stones and the next she was gone. I really started to flip out when she didn’t come back. When my dad came out, I tried to explain to him what happened but I couldn’t. “She just disappeared. She went to get stones and she was gone,” I stammered in between sobbing and trying to think.
“Whoa, honey, just slow down. Tell me the whole story,” he said putting an arm around me. I told him everything that happened from when Aspen walked out of the house to when she was completely gone. “You call 911 and I’ll call her parents. We’ll get this straightened out,” my dad was always reassuring.
I called 911 on my cell. I basically told them that my friend disappeared and to send police right away. We were out at the lake which was half an hour from any people, but the police got there pretty quickly. Aspen’s family came as soon as they could too. I explained my story to the police several times. They all looked at me like I was crazy, but they said they would try to do all that they could to get her back. They made the Roses believe that Aspen would be back, but I didn’t believe them. I couldn’t. Not when I had seen her evaporate right before my eyes. I didn’t believe she would ever come back. Ever. That is a long time.
The next day Aspen’s family hired a detective that was all official and the whole shebang. He seemed pretty up-tight at first, but then when he asked me about what I saw and exactly what happened, he actually believed me. He sat down in his chair and frowned, looking like he was thinking really hard. He had black hair and big, sad eyes . He seemed about thirty to me. And he was pretty smart too. “I get cases like this all the time,” he said to Aspen’s parents when I had finished my story for the billionth time.
“Really?” asked Mrs. Rose.
He leaned forward for emphasis, “Oh, yes. You see, I handle cases that have one aspect out of the ordinary. Like odd disappearances, strange sightings, things like that. Once you’ve seen a few, the rest are all the same, and generally easy to solve. Once you release the barriers of impossibility, logic comes to the surface. Sherlock Holmes said something to that effect. It is rather difficult to believe, but there is logic behind this impossible occurrence. I will do all I can to finish this puzzle and find your daughter. It is not an impossible task,” once he had finished this speech Aspen’s parents stood up.
“You have no idea how reassuring that is to hear,” Mr. Rose said, shaking his hand.
“Yes, thank you. This has already helped so much,” Aspen’s mom said as she took her husband’s hand and walked out.
“Caroline, can I speak with you for a moment?” he asked me.
“Sure,” I said sitting back down. “What did you want to say?”
“Well, I didn’t want to say this to Aspen’s parents because I’m not exactly positive about it, but I am pretty sure,” he paused.
“Well, what is it?” I was desperate to find any way to get my friend back.
“This case is a little out of the ordinary, even for me. But I think that Aspen... Aspen fell into the fourth dimension,” he said looking at me wondering how I would respond.
“Is this some sort of joke to you? Do you think my story isn’t real? I want to get Aspen back just as much as her family, and I don’t need you making fun of me!” I yelled, standing up.
“No, no! I’m not making fun of you. I seriously believe this, and I told you, this case is out of the ordinary. Please, Caroline, sit down,” I sat since he didn’t seem like he was making fun of me.
I said one short word, “How?”
“Well, scientists and mathematicians have studied this for a long time, and they firmly believe that there is an... active fourth dimension. You see, it is almost like a black hole on earth. It opens for a fraction of a moment and in that mille-second acts as a black hole, sucking in all in its reach. It is phenomenal that your friend should have stood in that exact spot at that precise time. Now, we don’t know where this leads to or what it does to a person. But we do have a clue, you see, just like some people disappear this way some come this way. People have just shown up suddenly at seemingly random locations and times. All these people have claimed to have come from some time in the past. Most have been sent to insane asylums and such...”
“Wait,” I said, sitting at the edge of my seat. “So, you’re saying that Aspen fell into a sort of hole or mix up in the dimensions and time traveled?”
He thought for a moment, “Yes.”
Saturday, August 15, 2009
ASPEN- Chapter One
Hey, this is the first chapter of a book idea that I had. I'll post a chapter every week, so here is chapter one of the book Aspen. Enjoy!
Chapter One-Aspen
“Come oonnn, Aspen! We’re going to be late. You know your parents wanted you home before 3 so you could be there for your brother’s game,” I decided to just shove the rest of my stuff into my purse. Oh, by the way I was at Caroline’s family’s lake house for the week, that’s why I had such a butt load of stuff. I threw in my razor, shower gel, shampoo, conditioner, toothbrush (in a plastic baggie of course) and mini toothpaste tube, along with the stuff that was already in there. Which was my iPod, cell phone, camera, wallet, notepad, pen, and an old candy bar. I had a big purse. I ran outside just as Caroline’s dad ran in.
“Going to the bathroom, it’s a long ride,” he explained. I slowed as I reached Caroline and fell into a sitting position next to her, putting my overly-large purse in my lap. We both sat there for a second just looking at the lake.
“I’m going to miss this place. I always do, but then I remember I’m gonna come back next year and it will all be fine,” she was saying. I wasn’t really paying attention.
“Hey, let’s see who can chuck a rock farther into those woods there until your dad comes back,” I suggested.
“Sure,” she said, standing up and brushing off. I picked up a few stones about the same size. I threw first. My stones ended up going farther than her’s each time. Eventually we ran out.
“I’ll go get some more,” I said as I started walking off.
“No, I don’t want to play anymore,” she said.
“Please, just one more round?” I asked, pouting a little.
“You know the only reason you want to play more is because you have a better arm,” she said with a slight smile.
“Yeah, and you have a better brain.”
“Okay,” she grinned at my compliment. I started jogging towards the general area we had aimed for. Then all of the sudden, I felt like there was something pulling at me. Like I was being sucked into the ground or something. It’s hard to explain, but all I know is that I ended up here.
Here, is another forest. It seems denser than the one by the lake and I can’t hear or see Caroline. I know I didn’t walk that far. And now I am freaking out, because I have no idea where I am and what I am doing here. I guess I’ll try calming myself down and explain who I am. I am Aspen Rose, 16 years old. Junior at Blakely High. I do okay in school. I’m sort of in the middle, you know, not straight A’s but not failing. I have my driver’s license. I have long semi-curly black hair that reaches the arch in my back and black eyes. It sounds creepy but I don’t look that evil. I’m about 5'8’’ (I know that sounds weird too, but at least I have okay posture) I’m pretty slender if I do say so myself. I don’t do any sports but I like watching them. Oh, and my friend, Caroline, I told you about before is red-haired, green-eyed, and about 5’6’, she plays volleyball and track. She’s pretty cool, I mean, she’s my best friend. I call her C. I don’t have a boyfriend, but she does. He’s pretty cool, too, I guess. They’ve been going out for about a year now. Good for them, and I mean that. I am really hungry, I should probably see if I can find anyone here. Maybe they’ll have food.
“Come oonnn, Aspen! We’re going to be late. You know your parents wanted you home before 3 so you could be there for your brother’s game,” I decided to just shove the rest of my stuff into my purse. Oh, by the way I was at Caroline’s family’s lake house for the week, that’s why I had such a butt load of stuff. I threw in my razor, shower gel, shampoo, conditioner, toothbrush (in a plastic baggie of course) and mini toothpaste tube, along with the stuff that was already in there. Which was my iPod, cell phone, camera, wallet, notepad, pen, and an old candy bar. I had a big purse. I ran outside just as Caroline’s dad ran in.
“Going to the bathroom, it’s a long ride,” he explained. I slowed as I reached Caroline and fell into a sitting position next to her, putting my overly-large purse in my lap. We both sat there for a second just looking at the lake.
“I’m going to miss this place. I always do, but then I remember I’m gonna come back next year and it will all be fine,” she was saying. I wasn’t really paying attention.
“Hey, let’s see who can chuck a rock farther into those woods there until your dad comes back,” I suggested.
“Sure,” she said, standing up and brushing off. I picked up a few stones about the same size. I threw first. My stones ended up going farther than her’s each time. Eventually we ran out.
“I’ll go get some more,” I said as I started walking off.
“No, I don’t want to play anymore,” she said.
“Please, just one more round?” I asked, pouting a little.
“You know the only reason you want to play more is because you have a better arm,” she said with a slight smile.
“Yeah, and you have a better brain.”
“Okay,” she grinned at my compliment. I started jogging towards the general area we had aimed for. Then all of the sudden, I felt like there was something pulling at me. Like I was being sucked into the ground or something. It’s hard to explain, but all I know is that I ended up here.
Here, is another forest. It seems denser than the one by the lake and I can’t hear or see Caroline. I know I didn’t walk that far. And now I am freaking out, because I have no idea where I am and what I am doing here. I guess I’ll try calming myself down and explain who I am. I am Aspen Rose, 16 years old. Junior at Blakely High. I do okay in school. I’m sort of in the middle, you know, not straight A’s but not failing. I have my driver’s license. I have long semi-curly black hair that reaches the arch in my back and black eyes. It sounds creepy but I don’t look that evil. I’m about 5'8’’ (I know that sounds weird too, but at least I have okay posture) I’m pretty slender if I do say so myself. I don’t do any sports but I like watching them. Oh, and my friend, Caroline, I told you about before is red-haired, green-eyed, and about 5’6’, she plays volleyball and track. She’s pretty cool, I mean, she’s my best friend. I call her C. I don’t have a boyfriend, but she does. He’s pretty cool, too, I guess. They’ve been going out for about a year now. Good for them, and I mean that. I am really hungry, I should probably see if I can find anyone here. Maybe they’ll have food.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Town Hall Meetings
I have heard so much news lately about these town hall meetings across the country, and I believe it is our duty as American citizens to fight for our rights. Yes, we are a free nation and we elect our government officials, but who's to say they won't be sly enough to navigate laws away from the freedoms we are founded upon? For example, passing bills before the American people have time to study and examine what they really say and making up more advising cabinets then the constitution specifies and allows. Have you ever wondered why some government officials (Obama) stray away from answering questions that get to the point of what they are doing exactly? Because what they are doing exactly is not constitutional. When the questions are not staged and someone really has a straightforward question that requires an honest and precise answer (like these town hall meetings) they edge farther and farther from the true answer. The right wing has had enough of trying to find the meaning of their words and wants the honest answer. We are trying to figure out what the government we put in place is doing with our freedoms, our money, and our jobs. I read in the POLITICO a report by Erika Lovley saying that the people at these meetings are just relieving stress and all that anger that is bottled up inside, that the government just has to wait until we can calm down into "civilized, calm debate". This is just the begining, and we will not calm down until we get our rights back and have truthful answers to our questions.
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