take the wheel

alone. again. a reoccurring theme in my life. you would think i would be used to it by now, but i'm not.

it doen't get easier.

it doesn't get better.

it's a memory that doesn't dim.

you promised forever, and like a fool i believed you.

then you left. my heart was broken yet again.

no more petty hopes and dreams.

not for me.

now it's my time to step up and take the wheel.

my past was just a driving lesson.

this time i won't need to learn which petal is the gas and which is the brake.

this time i'm ready for the road.

it's not going to be easy but it's a life for learning.

it's my turn.

mh

a short story - taken away

"We've got her!" Austin yelled with a laugh.
He ran out of the summer home's garden, pushing a wheelchair. In the wheelchair sat a laughing girl.
Josie ran out next, with a basket packed full of different foods from the pantry.
Andrew and Mary waited by the gate, slamming it shut after their friends escaped and before the maid and cook could catch them. They took off towards the forest, hooting with delight as the cries of, "They've done it again!" and "they've stolen her away, the rouges!" lingering behind them.
They shouted in triumph and danced around the halted seat.
The four raggedy friends, and the young lady from the house.
She laughed until tears ran down her face.
"Thus we save you from your terror, Laylanna." cried Andrew.
"You are my hero's, all of you." she dried her eyes and tossed her close cropped head.
Josie and Mary pushed her chair to the blanket spread out on the Forrest floor. The two boys gentle lifted her out and set her on the ground.
"You must stop encouraging your beux. We never see you any more." Mary pouted.
"Oh, I try to discourage them. They just won't leave." She shrugged. "That and my health has not been as well."
Her four friends grew silent.
"But never mind my troubles!" she urged, "Tell me about what troubles you have conjured up."
As they ate, they took turns of telling their adventures and what was forgotten someone else corrected. Laylanna smiled as she listened. She loved how the four were rough yet gentle, loud yet silent, argumentative yet loving. They loved and forgave each other.
At the end of their picnic, they begged the lady to sing.
"We've missed your voice." they told her. As she sang, the friends relaxed. Mary curled up and rested her head on Austin's shoulder. Andrew lay at one side of Laylanna, sprawled on the ground smiling up at the treetops; Josie sat on the other side, holding the hand of her friend and humming along with every tune.

It was dusk when they returned to the summer home. They pushed her chair around the garden, and into the back entry. They bid her goodbye and headed off to their home.
A band of ruffians they may be, but a true family they are. 


This is just an idea i've got... It's based on four of my friends that I love very dearly <3

Your writerly friend,
Maddie

My Best Friend is a Robot

Today I'm here with a sneak peek from my latest story, My Best Friend Is a Robot.

Golly, I'm in love with this plot! But it's not long enough to be a full novel, so it's going to be a fast and furious action packed novella. Whoop de do! I'm aiming for about 20,000 words at the least.

MBFiR is set in a dystopian setting. I hope it turns out at least half as good as I'm hoping.

"Right now, we aren't living. We're just... Existing." - Dawn

In this paticular time setting, the government is in control of everything. And by everything, I mean even the oxygen needed to breath. This government maintains the perfect lifeforms. There are no germs, there is no sickness, nobody is unhealthy. Everything and everyone is perfect.

"There are the ups to this way of life, but the bad far outnumber the good." - Seth

 This is truely one wacko government here, people. Like, insane. They choose when you marry, who you marry, how many kids you can have, decide if your kids should live, what the perfect time is for you to die, just bad bad bad BAD. My characters are fixing to stop it. But that doesnt mean they will. But there is a whooping %5 chanch that they could. With my carefully placed plot twists and so much more goody goodyness, I hope I don't completely kill my story.

And on with the peek I promised!

My name is Dawn Ryder. This is the story of how I rescued my best friend. By “best friend” I mean my robot; Seth.Yeah, I bet that sounds really weird. Let me explain:The year is 2417. There are three countries left on planet Vouch which was lately known as Earth. Yep, the planets were renamed. Stupid world leaders. Anyways, three countries: Egone, Prine, and Chash.
These three countries worked together but apart: Egone supported the animal world, protecting every species from the harm of unknown dangers this world has developed in the last three hundred years. Prine grew every know plant known to mankind and that’s where the other two countries get their food supply. And Chash is where they create the perfect people. I live in Chash.In Chash there are twenty five levels. In every level there are different classifications. Everyone has been genetically altered to have specific traits: Red hair, brown hair, white hair, black hair, blond hair, blue eyes, green eyes, grey eyes, brown eyes, skin, hair, and nose. Blah, blah, blah.I lived in Level nine, where everyone has been genetically modified to have black hair, green eyes and freckles. Everyone was the same. Almost everyone, that is. I was the oddball.
I love history – especially the history before the levels were created. What little they give us, anyways. I wanted to be independent. I wanted to see the ground, like the planet’s surface. But we weren’t allowed to go down. I was sick of the same everyday routine. I wanted it to be different.

So basically, I had no friends. Nobody wanted to be friends with a weirdo. I was told that the kids who learn more than they are supposed to get taken away from the levels and were never seen again. I’ve been warned. Numerous times. Whatever.Eventually, my perfect parents realized that I was lonely and so for my thirteenth birthday I was given Seth. He was already programed for my needs. Or that’s what they told me.

Your pal,
Maddie

•Fate, P2•

You wouldn't realize how hard it is to time travel, or be a Time Traveler.

First off, I am a type of type of Time Traveler known as a Time Warrior.

I am sent off into the past and/or future to help in a random war, battle or fight.

I've been to places and times that the history books don't tell about.

I've been in totally different dimensions.

My last mission, the one with poor Hugh, was a war. 

Hugh's father was killed by rebels who took over the palace of Kilnna in Drached.

You've never even heard of that place or war, have you? 

Well, I was sent to help the Draghs win.

They did win and then I was sent back to my home time in the 20th century.

The downfall of being a female Time Warrior is that many profess love. 

Yuck.

I want to be married someday, but for now I would LOVE for that stuff not to happen to me.

I, as a teen in America in my normal time zone, am a usually happy person until some poor guy falls in love. 

Then I end up breaking their hearts.

It's really not fun. 

I hate hurting people.

The second thing:

You learn soooo much from being in different times!

I've only been to three recorded wars in my travels; one was with Alexander the Great, one was with the Israelites when they where surrounded on the walled city of Jerusalem and the last was the Civil War.

It was amusing to see the Roman technology. The Israeli war was a fierce thing to behold. The Civil War was terrifying. 

I've been to 6 future wars that will be to hard for you to understand, so I'll save you the trouble of confusion.  I'll just tell you that the weapons were VERY deadly, but the new inventions and technology were AWESOME.

So something more about my family,

I've got an older brother, Mike (24), his wife Leah (23), their son Roy (4) and one older cousin, Jeff (19).

The year Mike turned 18 my parents where killed in a car wreck. He had an apartment so he moved me in with him.

He met Leah in High School and they got married soon after they graduated.

They don't know about me. Time freezes for me so that nobody expects that there is something wrong with me. I don't really have friends. They think I'm a nerd because I get really high scores on history. That's the only thing I'm good at though.

It's my fate to be alone and prepared for the unexpected.  Because believe me, you have to expect the unexpected in order to survive.