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Challenge One.

Must Include :
A Turkey
Wal-Mart
The Dictionary
Air Sanitizer/Freshener
Winter Driving
The Colors red, blue and gold.

Authors notes:
I took full advantage of the "No maximum/minimum word requirement". I'm sorry it is so long, but I didn't want to clump all the required words together because to me its too easy. I wanted each thing to be incorporated into the story in a believable and logical manner.

Please PM me if you have any feedback or criticism. Thank you!

I could feel the grin spread across my face as my best friend charlotte and I found the Halloween section at our local wal-mart. She glanced at me and grinned back brightly. We had our checklists in hand, I was pushing the cart, and daddies shiny plastic visa card was in my wallet.

He normally didn't let me have any money aside from my own job income but tonight was a special case. My Parents were going to their annual Halloween skiing cabin in big bear. I've had to go every year since I was 11. I cannot stand it. They are big Christmas people, however I'm not. If my parents had it their way we'd skip fall all together, which is exactly what they try to do when they spend Halloween in the snow. I've been begging them since I was 15 to let me stay home and enjoy my favorite holiday the way it is supposed to be enjoyed. I Hate the cold and driving with my parents through the winter snow in big bear is a nightmare. They wear red and green outfits and play Christmas music IN OCTOBER! They sing along and tell Christmas stories. All I wanted to do was spend Halloween in the warmth of a southern California fall day. Now that I'm 18, I'm finally allowed.

"Kristen," My dad started before they left, "I'm trusting you with my visa not to spend any more than 500 dollars. I don't want to come home to a disaster, and I definitely don't want any boys here while we're gone. Be a responsible young lady please, for your mothers sake!"

I snorted under my breath at the 'no boys' comment. This isn't a nunnery! Even so, I smiled sweetly and kissed him on the cheek. I would humor him for now.

"Sure thing dad. Anything you say. No boys, no mess, few friends.. nothing fancy. I promise."

Now here I was, standing in the biggest and most affordable Halloween aisle in my town with my best friend Charlotte by my side. She brought some of her own money too, and I had money from my job as well. Between that and my dad's visa card we had almost one thousand dollars. We were Ecstatic and Very prepared. This wasn't going to be your grandma's halloween get-together.

Charlotte picked up a hideous attempt at a wonder woman costume and held it to her chest. It was the saddest costume I have ever laid eyes on. I was not surprised to see that it was on clearance for 7.99$. It was a leotard type thing. Blue shorts with gold trim attached to a red shirt with a plunging neckline and 3 quarter length sleeves. There were stars painted sporadically across the thin nylon costume. No bracers. no boot covers, not even a headband! It just looked like a really tacky gymnastics uniform.

"whaddya think?" She asked trying not to laugh. I rolled my eyes at her. We knew that we were saving a big portion of our money to go to the Halloween superstore that opens up in the mall this time every year. They have the best costumes, and accessories in our town. I ignored her and starting throwing cans of silly string in the cart and orange and black streamers. I was going all out. I even found some febreze that was "pumpkin and cinnamon spice" scented. Fantastic! We got some plates and napkins and cups with little pumpkins and Frankenstein's on them. We got plastic skeletons, candles, plastic cauldrons, C.D.'s with scary sounds on them, the works. Finally we got to the last thing on our checklist, candy! We piled bags and bags of assorted candies and taffies and bags of candy corn into our cart. We must of had at least 75 dollars in candy, alone!

"Alright, let's get out of here, and head to Halloween Extravaganza to get our costumes!" I yelled to Charlotte from an aisle over. She stuck her head around the corner to see our overflowing cart and quickly agreed.

After paying we drove in my little car which was now weighted down by all our stuff to the mall. I decided to be a sexy vampire and Charlotte was going to be An officer of the law. It was our first Halloween that we had no parents and we weren't trick or treating, so yeah our costumes might of be a little slutty, but you only live once, right? I got some high quality fangs, white face makeup, fake blood, and a black corset to go over a black and red lace dress. I also grabbed some very nice and very expensive stiletto heeled boots. I got some fishnet tights, and some long red lace gloves.

Charlotte had a police woman outfit already, which consisted of blue booty shorts and a cropped blue shirt with a sheriff star and a black tie. It also came with a police hat, aviator sunglasses, and a nightstick. I also noticed she had a dictionary. I did a double take, a dictionary?

"Charl... why do you have a dictionary? what are you, grammar police?" I chuckled at my own joke.

"No. But hey that's not a bad idea!!" she paused for a moment to think about it. "But I think a sexy school teacher would be better for that sort of idea. Anyways this is a police dictionary. It tells me all the police slang, police terms, and penal codes. I figure I can learn a few to use tonight. I wonder if there is a penal code for bending over and taking a spanking from a sexy officer..."

"Charlotte!" I giggled at her.

We went home to start getting ready for the party. It started at 8 PM and we still needed to get food, Set up the decorations and get our costumes on. It was already almost 4! We rushed home, set out the cheese and meat platters we bought. Put coolers with drinks around the kitchen, punch, chips and dip and of course cauldrons full of candy. We had our decorations up. Cobwebs, skeletons, pumpkins, candles, streamers, you name it, we had it. We even had a strobe light and fog machine, and the room smelled pleasantly of pumpkins and cinnamon. I impressed myself with this one.

We went upstairs to my bathroom which has two sinks and started making ourselves over. I was hoping my crush Eric would be there tonight so I had to look great. Charlotte was thinking the same thing I assumed by how meticulous she was with her curls and frantic she looked. I knew if Eric came than her crush Josh would be there as well.

I was fantasizing about Eric showing up as a vampire as well and he'd know right then he had to be with me. After all it was fate if we both had the same costume, when the doorbell rang. I glanced at my watch, oh my god. It was already 8:10 and the first guest had arrived! Charlotte looked at me, a mix of excitement and anticipation in her eyes.

"Go, Go, Go! What are you staring at me for, go answer the door!" Charlotte shooed me out of the bathroom.

I practically fell down the stairs and landed abruptly in front of the door. I smoothed my hair and composed myself and opened it. Our first guess was our good friend Amanda who was dressed as Raggedy Anne. Thank god, someone else in a costume. I put on the invites that it was indeed a costume party, but at this age you never know who's going to try to say that they are too old and too cool for costumes. I let her in and turned the music on. Before I even got to the fog machine the doorbell rang again. I love when people are relatively on time. I answered the door to a giant turkey and 2 pilgrims. I couldn't tell who it was at first but the turkey took its head off to reveal my friend Corey and his 2 brothers. I laughed and let them in.

Eventually most everyone had arrived and were happily dancing and snacking on things. I had been mingling with the guests when I noticed Eric and Josh walked in. Oh. My. God. Charlotte and I turned red and beamed at the two boys. Josh had come as an Inmate. A perfect match for Charlotte. I held my breath as I took in Eric's costume. He smirked at me when he saw mine, Yes. We'd both decided on being vampires. Needless to say the rest of the night went very well, or at least I think it did. I was a little preoccupied for the rest of the night.  

[xShiny Eevee]

Whatever
A Poem By:
Chelsea RayLynn


Authors notes: this is old. I brought it from my deviant art. Just wrote it after i had a fight with my boyfriend.. it wasn't a horrible fight but with emotion comes inspiration, and with inspiration comes emotional poetry, lol.

All I ever wanted was to make you see,
All I ever needed was just you and me.

But all I ever saw were only pain and tears,
I don't want it to be like this through the years.

Tell me what I can do to end the fights,
I would do anything just to make it right.

Just say the words and i'll leave right then,
Just say the words, just tell me when.

Belive me baby I want to stay,
But you ask why I cry day to day.

Honey if I knew I would tell you so,
But in all honesty I really don't know.

So here I am Jotting things down
Thinking about how i wish i didn't make you frown.  

[xShiny Eevee]

Punk Rock Barbie
By Chelsea RayLynn

Authors Notes: This is something I wrote one night when i had a lot of pent up anger about one of my former friends.

I don't like to talk about people so i decided to dedicate this to all the people who aren't true to themselves, Who play games with their OWN minds, and make themselves believe that what they are doing is what they want to do, when in reality its what people are telling them to do.

I know there is no structure and you can hardly call it poetry but that is what it is.
Besides, the best form of expression is without structure or rules. smile

Also this is oldish. I brought it over from my deviantart.

I wish you saw what I see.
A Childish girl
so fake
Playing games in your ******** up reality.
Playing Dress up in your punk rock barbie clothes.
you took me forgranted, stole the life right out from beneath me.
Took my spirit and killed it before my very eyes.
ran away from me with all the love and compassion I had for you...
I thought I made a mistake, I thought It was me.
But my darling, YOU are a mistake.
Punk Rock Barbie
Plastic, Posable.
Stuck in a world thats only real to you.
Dressing the fads and being part of the "cool" scene.
Thats all it is, what ever is cool at the given time.
I wish I never missed you.
Wasted my thoughts on you.
Walk in the shadow of yourself, Afraid of the real you.
Afraid to face the truth.
It was MY life and MY heart that you crushed
to give yourself an excuse to hurt yourself again
while you listen to your hate metal
pretending to know the meaning of the lyrics.
Maybe when you've seen what I've seen
and been through what I have
then maybe I'll Understand why you claim to 'NEED IT' to make you feel better.
For not, just continue being another sheep in the herd
Don't expect me to forgive and forget like I have been doing for so long
because now to me, you'll always be Punk rock Barbie.
Pre-packaged to fit a mold you know nothing about.
Fake and Unreal.
Caught up in the tiny discrepencies in your pitiful Idea of whats cool and how fake you
have to be to be cool.
Keep living in your world
where people tell you they love you when they would just ******** you and leave you.
Where people only pretend to care about why you're so ******** up.
Go ahead punk rock barbie
Packaged with the rest of them
Molded and complete with cliche emo hair and razor blade accessories
Go ahead and think you're better than me because 9,000 jerks on myspace think you're
Hot.
you amuse me with your Idiocy.
Your thoughts on whats cool
and how 'tough' you are.
Too bad other people put those thoughts in your head.
I hope you make it.
I hope you run away like you say you're going to to prove to everyone that you can do it
whenyou should be proving to yourself that you don't need it.
Forget it.
You're a waste of time
So Just get back in your box on the shelf next to the millions just like you.
Because thats all your are. A poser.
A "Punk Rock 'Barbie' "
Mass Produced and sold to millions claiming to be a "scene."
Hypocrisy is Ironic.  

[xShiny Eevee]

Disposed of.
A Poem by Chelsea RayLynn

Authors Notes: This is at least 3 years old. I brought it from my DeviantArt.
Long story behind it, involving someone i care about immensely and his fight with depression, as well as mine, and our love/hate relationship that we had then. Thankfully we're both Okay now. Neither of us are depressed anymore, and our love/hate relationship is not just purely a relationship of love. biggrin

Shaking--
I'm out of his life once again
Bleeding--
I try not to let it sink in
Trembling--
I pull myself apart, Wondering why
Crying--
I shut my eyes and try to forget the lies
Choking--
I try to breath but my lungs wont go
Breaking--
I try to stop crying but my heart says no
Changing--
I feel the razor, Cold, against my thigh
Lying--
I tell myself that it will be alright.  

[xShiny Eevee]

Challenge 5.

"The first and greatest commandment is: Don't let them scare you." -Elmer Davis

Include:
A beloved pet, a moustache, a skillet, a flag or a faucet. (or all of the above)

Authors Notes: I thought about adding more, but I liked ending my story on the note that I did. Besides, I wanted to try something shorter this time. biggrin

I relaxed lazily on the porch swing in a patch of sun. I had a leg draped over the armrest and the other was absent mindedly rocking me back and forth. My cat Tattoo was lounging in the grass batting his paws at a fly buzzing around his head. It was a gorgeous June day. Wasn't too hot like the rest of the summer had been so far, just a mild 78 degree's. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. I closed my eyes and shifted my weight to my other hip. I was thinking of how pleasant the sun felt on my face and I was starting to doze off when...

"Wake up, wake up, wake up!!!" My best friend Charlotte yelled into my ear while simultaneously shaking my swing and giving me a rather bad fright.

"Jesus Christ Shepherd of Judea!" I gasped and clutched the porch swing in a feeble attempt at not falling off. I failed miserably and landed with a hard thump on my bum. Charlotte erupted in a fit of laughter and snorts.

"And you're ..... Not even..... religious!!" She choked out between laughs and breaths. "I got you so good! Man... I wish you could of seen your face. Priceless."

I glared at her for as long as I could before the laughter caught up with me. It was inevitable with us. It didn't matter what was happening at the time, if she or I started laughing at something, regardless of how miniscule it was, the other would soon follow suit.

"Don't worry I'll get you back. Payback's a b***h. You just wait."

"Okay Kristen, We'll see." Charlotte was horrible at humoring me. Unfortunately for me she was right. I was born without the talent of being able to sneak up and scare people. I'm clumsy and loud, I end up alerting my target before I'm anywhere near them.

I guess I would just have to be content with an afternoon of drawing moustaches on Brittney Spears and any other helpless female victim in my latest issue of Cosmo. I had completely forgotten that Charlotte and I were supposed to be hanging out today. I suppose that I deserved my scare for forgetting my best friend was coming over.  

[xShiny Eevee]

Challenge 5:5
Drabble Music Challenge
Authors Notes: This challenge makes it look like i'm best at writing depressive and macabre stories. Maybe I am? Idk, but most of the songs that came on my shuffle were sort of depressing metal-blood-death-screaming-etc songs.... so that's where i gathered my thoughts.

boys boys boys i decided to make a poem because i just couldn't

think of a paragraph. blast you, lady gaga! You've foiled me!







Chase the Morning

She looked outside her window, longing for something to take the pain away. A year ago she was diagnosed with severe brain cancer that while incredibly rare is also incredibly painful. She got headaches every day often ending with cries in agony. Rain was sliding down her window. Thunder erupted off in the distance, scaring her out of her day dream. She turned around and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She wouldn't succumb to the pain this time, she would yield for nothing.




A view of burning empires.

"This is it, the end." He thought as he fell to the ground clutching his heart. He could feel the blood seeping through his shirt, dripping down his hand, down his legs, everywhere. He looked around at his final resting place, a park in the middle of an overcast afternoon. He was next to a lake, he crawled over to it and laid down next to it letting his hand fall into the cool water. He looked at the sky, and as rain started to fall he exhaled his last breath.



Clown

If I trip over that stupid rug again.... I thought to myself, I will take it outside and burn it. I almost broke my neck on the rug in the hallway at least once a day. I was rushing, and of course I was late. I went to the kitchen and grabbed my 5 tier cake masterpiece and started to maneuver my way to the van. I thought about Senni and how she volunteered me to deliver the cake. I would have to strangle her later, when I had a moment. I'm noted to be the most clumsy pastry chef on the entire island, so having me deliver this very important cake to the Mayor is practically suicide for me. I got in the van and turned the key, and drove off. Wish me luck!



Boys, Boys, Boys!

Stepping into the light
feeling a little uneasy
wondering about tonight
starting to get queasy.
I hope he likes me
maybe he won't show
maybe i should flee
No, I won't go.
Hopefully it will be fun
Blind dates aren't always bad




Guillotine
They're gaining on me! I can't stop now, I have to keep going, almost there. My chest is burning and my breathing is getting sharp. The wind is whipping through my hair and starts to chap my lips. The rain stings my face and I can barely see. The tree's make it so dark it feels like night. I can hear yelling in the distance and gun shots. I push harder, thrusting myself over a fallen tree. I run through a puddle, mud splashing up onto my arms and face. I keep going, running with all the strength I can muster. In a quick instant I'm lifted off the ground by some familiar hands and brought into the tree's, I'm finally safe. The same hands that lifted me to safety clamp over my mouth to shut my hoarse breaths off. I look down to see my assassins running under the tree's and keeping an eye out in every direction.