Saturday, May 22, 2010

It's been a while.


Why hello Bloggers. :)

It's samantha here, amazingly.

I have a nice little poem...thing that you might want to read.

Considering you've read this far why not go on.

Please, read away.



Magic is just trickery, sleight of hand.

Real Magic is only in fairytales. Correct?

Real Magic is a fascination a charm.
Real Magic is a mystery.

Real Magic, is enchanting.

Real Magic is everywhere, looming over you.

Embracing you.


So No, Real Magic.

Isn’t just in Fairytales.

Real Magic lives in everyone.


That’s why I write it.

Because I believe Magic is everywhere.

Whether it’s sleight of hand or not.


Samantha Standfield.


Wednesday, May 19, 2010

My grandma's Psycho fish

My nonna has a fish.
The fish does not have a name.

I named him. Psycho.

My Nonna's fish likes to hang upside-down in the corner of his fish bowl. Then I turn around, I swear he glared at me, then swims away.

Samantha Standfield :)

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

WOW

The chapter's complete! My story has a start, and just for you magical people on this website, I'm going to post the first chapter up.. heads up. I'm like 12 years old, :| ahha, so be nice.

Sapphire Rush stared at the sheets of paper she stole from her father’s study.

The word “Sapphire” Were printed on the sheet of the booklet. Sapphire pressed a thin finger on the binding, took a deep breath and opened the booklet.

The first page made the hairs of Sapphire’s neck stand on end, it was her profile. What scared her even more was the fact that everything on the sheet had the date, which was recent, too recent.


why does dad have this book? Sapphire thought.


Then she heard the bang that changed her life, her father swung open the door.


“Sapphire! I never thought you’d come to my study, what are you looking for?”


Sapphire turned around and tried to shove the booklet under some of her father’s things on the desk. Her father caught her moving it, and instantly knew what it was. His face went red with anger. His fists clenched, and his face crumpled. His whole body tensed,


“Give. Me. That. Book.”


Sapphire rose from her chair, and forced to hold back tears.

She gave her father the booklet.


“What is it?” She asked, “And why does it have my profile?”


“Sapphire. Leave”


“Not until I find out what’s inside”


“Leave or I’ll get angry”


“Tell me”


“Look you worthless child!”


Sapphire stood tall, and crossed her arms, “Worthless?”


“LEAVE!”


Sapphire’s head was pounding in an anomalous way. Her Father’s eyes were dark and bleak, She bit her tongue, Clenched her fists and kept them by her side, her father stepped back.


“You think I’m worthless?” Sapphire asked trying to stay calm, she breathed in but could help ask louder, “YOU THINK I’M WORTHLESS!”


Her father clicked his fingers towards the door, “Leave”


He clicked them again, and again. Sapphire opened her fists and walked towards the door, when her father clicked his fingers again near her they caught on fire from contact with her skin. Sapphire’s father screamed and suddenly his whole body was alight.


Sapphire’s mother heard the scream and ran into the study.


She ran straight into Sapphire and she caught the fire as well.

Sapphire looked at the door. Then raced for the phone, all she could hear was the crackling of fire that engulfed everything behind her.


She turned back and saw nothing but orange flames, the windows weren’t open and the doors were locked, at this moment she hated her house, the only window and her only escape was in the study. She turned to face the fires and saw a way around them, she raced through it and felt the heat on her skin.


The Study door was open. Flames engulfed the doorframe. Sapphire stepped back and ran for the doorframe, she didn’t stop and raced through the flames, her heart racing she looked for the window, she found it in no time and raced for it, the flames almost beating her she jumped out, landing on the ground and twisting her ankle. She kept going, she kept running.


Once she was up her driveway she watched as her house and life burned to the ground.



Things would never be the same.




Ring of Fire


Please comment on it, because honestly my father saying it's good doesn't give me any hope. :)


Samantha Standfield :)

OMG!

Samantha has just had a revelation!

There is no school tommorrow! Which means..... SLEEPING IN!!!

:D You Bloggers have no idea how happy this makes (I'm gonna stop talking in the third person now) Me soooooooooooooooo Happy!!! :) :)

No large amount of Smiley faces could express this amount of happiness, which is funny because these smiley faces smile ear to ear, :D <- see?

I loooove smiley faces they're the only things that know what I look like when doing certain things, I shall show you.

"Homework!" :S

"Rollerblading!" :D

"Day off school!" :D

"I love you" :O

"I still love you" :0

"Why is that such a surprise?" :?

"Scooters!" :\ <- only because my scooters crap, otherwise :D

"ROLLERBLADING!!!" :D

My fav conversations,

"OMG! I HAVE GOT THE BIGGEST SECRET!"
"What is it?"
"I can't tell you" <- Pointless.

Mum- "Clean your room!"
me - "I will!"

4 Hours later (Which is a long time)

mum- "Sam! You still haven't cleaned your room!"
Me thinking.. (aah no kidding) "I will!"
*Cough *Cough.
"Laaaaater"


Love you all (Unless I don't know who the hell you are)

Sam.... xoxoxoxox :) :) :) :) :)

Monday, May 17, 2010

Hello

Wow,
Hello all!
What a wonderful blog this is huh?
Do you like it? I sure do, it's taken me about thirty minutes to think of something to say, and here tis'.

I'd run 300 miles for you- Just kidding that would hurt my feet.

Anyway read on BLOGGERS!!!

Samantha Standfield
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo :) :) :) :) :)
love the INC