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Life as a Guardian"Jack, I think we should tell them about the Keres"
"No, the Keres turned into black sand the last we saw them and besides North has to get ready for Christmas it's only four days away. We'll tell them after Christmas" responded Jack.
"Fine, we'll tell them after Christmas" I responded.
Jack grabbed my hand and we flew off to go give snow days to children. Life was actually great I was a guardian, I had a boyfriend, and I got to bring joy to children. What could go wrong, oh yeah, there was that suspicion I had that if kids become afraid of what happened in Connecticut then that could mean that Pitch could come back. I hadn't told anyone about that expect for Jack, cause I couldn't keep any secrets from him.
"Hey, I see the kids that you use to help at the park" said Jack.
"Lets go visit, I haven't seen them in a long time" I replied
Jack and I flew down to go and have some fun with them. As soon as they saw us, they started waving. I gave each of them a hug cause I missed them so much
The Day I Met a Guardian Chapter 8When Jack left, my mom came to spend the night with me at the hospital. She told me something that I wish I didn't hear. She told that she has cancer and that it has spread already too far, which meant she only two days to live.
"Who's going to take care of me, when your gone?" I asked.
"Your Father will take care of you."
" But he lives all the way in Orlando, Florida. We're in Reno, Nevada."
The next day I stayed home that way I could spend the last two days my mom has with her. At 9:30 p.m., my mom was asleep. I stayed up a little longer and watched Terminator 2 Judgement Day. I heard a tap on the window. I opened the window and saw that it was Jack.
Jack came in and watched the movie with me. I wasn't really paying attention to the movie. I was thinking about what my mom said to me last night.
"What's wrong, you seem troubled?" asked Jack.
"Huh, oh nothing."
"Come on, tell me".
"Fine, my mom has cancer. She only has two days to live. When s
The Day I met a Guardian Chapter 10The next day, my mom and I were at the hospital. I had already to her what The Man in the Moon said to me. She was happy that her wish was going to come true. That her daughter was going to be young and happy forever.
After a couple of hours death came and took my mother. I stood right next to her dead body and started crying. The doctors came to take her body away. I went outside to get some fresh air, I still had tears flowing down my face.
"Yeah, she's gone".
Jack walked towards me and held me in his arms until I stopped crying.
Love RiddleI am that pencil that is barely a stump,
the last bit of blu-tac from the larger lump.
I am the notepad with the pages stripped bare,
the raggedy jumper that you no longer wear.
I am the plastic bag blowing on the wind,
the lady whos lips are now old and thinned.
I am the bottle you drained and kicked to floor,
the crisp green apple, now a brown and soggy core.
What am I?
I am used.
The Day I met a Guardian "How about we let Carolina tell us the story she's writing" said Mrs. Williams
All the little first graders wanted to hear what their teacher's aid wrote. I up got from where I was writing my story, and sat down on the chair my teacher left for me. All the little kids came a sat down around me, as I told the story I wrote called The Guardians.
After I finished telling the story, some of them asked if North was Santa Claus, Tooth was the Tooth Fairy, Bunnymund was the Easter Bunny, Sandy was the Sandman, and if Frost was Jack Frost.
I looked at them and " I'm not sure, I guess maybe"
Emily raised her hand and asked " Do you believe in Santa, the Tooth Fairy, the Easter Bunny, the Sandman, and Jack Frost.
I thought about that question for a while, do I actually believe in them or not. Then I finally answered and said " Yes, I do believe in them. I've actually seen a little proof that their real, but I don't know if I've seen any proof about Jack Frost."
Emily said " If later you do have
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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