Right!. So I'm pretty young, in my teen years, and I really want to become an author! I try to be original and use proper grammer, but I still have some questions!.
How old do you have to be to get published!?
Can the editor make you change your whole story to their liking!?
What subjects should you take in high school!?
Oh, and if you don't mind please review this short piece!
Humphrey Beckett and the Little Witch
I remember it well, as if it happened just yesterday!. When I was ten, Timothy and I would always go to the park!. One day we saw a girl on the swings!. She looked slightly out of place, golden curls that were a bit too big and curly, a flouncy and puffy black dress with white lace, and black eyes that resembled the night!. Most peculiar of all, she had a huge book on her lap!. It was bigger then my torso!. Being a gentleman I picked a flower and gave it to her, with a smile!.
“Thank you, how did you know that I love witches glove!?”
She said ever so quietly!.
Funny, I thought I gave her a daisy…
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She was there everyday after that, always staring at us, never looking away!. At first I was flattered, I even blushed a couple of times! It soon got rather eerie, se just stared!. So I started talking to her a couple of times a day!.
“Hello, I don’t know you’re name!”
“Mary-Weather!.”
“Nice to meet you!”
It got better after that, she stopped staring…at least until the incident!.
“So…are you and Timothy best friends!?”
“Yes, we’ve known each other since we were three!.”
“You never play with me!.”
“Well I’m a boy and you’re a girl!.”
“I see”
And then, it happened!. I got a letter to enter the park at seven, it was Autumn and very dark at the time!.
“Hello, Humphrey!. I really like you, and I’m sad this had to happen!.”
There she was, dressed up in a violent shade of green!.
“What!? I don’t understand”
That’s when I saw it!. There was Timothy, tied up and helpless!.
“It’s your fault for not being with me!.”
She looked at her book and slowly hummed the words
Malum Malum parum velico Iam vos mos fio a creatura
A bright light flashed, Timothy let out an agonized scream and the light resided!. There, in his place was a toad!.
A week later the authorities found her!. She was tried as a heritic and a witch, she was burned later that same day!. I saw the burning, and the whole time she just stared…!.
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