Here's a story I'm in the process of writing.

Jessica

         A Journey of a Lifetime

   Chapter 1   The Voyage         

           “Oh Mum, I do wish we didn’t have to leave England.” sighed twenty-year-old Jan Applebee as she stared out at the sea, “The war wasn’t so bad where we lived.”

         “Come away from the balcony, Dear, and please stop acting like the world is coming to an end.” commanded Jan’s mother.

         “The world is coming to and end.” Jan muttered under her breath.

         “I am going to ignore that remark.” Mum said with a slight laugh. “Well dearie, you can keep your chin up with this news. I found out that there are many eligible young men on this ship.

          Jan stared at her mother in shock, but her mother shrugged it off.

          “Well, it never hurts to try.” Mum answered, “Now come along to dinner.” With that she turned and went down to the banqueting hall.

          Jan turned to follow. Under her breath, she muttered,” I wish Pa was not in the war. He would let me choose my own husband.”

          As she turned to enter the banqueting hall, she bumped into a young man around her age.

          “Oh, I’m so sorry, Mrs.…”

           “Jan...Jan Applebee… and its miss, not Mrs. And you are..?”

           “Jeff…Jeff Daley.”

          “Well Mr. Daley it is a pleasure to meet you.” Jan said.

          “The same to you Miss Applebee.” Jeff replied.

          “Well, my mother is waiting dinner on me so I must go now,” Jan said, with a slight tone of disappointment. She suddenly started to shiver and realized show cold it was. She remembered how cold it got at a night out at sea.

 She immediately said,” Goodnight, sir,” and hurried indoors. 

           “Goodnight, miss.” Jeff replied.

           Chapter 2    Hurricane!

            Days turned into weeks as the ship slowly made its way across the Atlantic Ocean. Jan began longing to put her feet on dry land again. Her mother, though, was enjoying the voyage immensely. She began to call on each man, one by one, and one by one Jan refused them.

       Weeks later, Jan turned to her mother and said, “I have seen forty young men. All of which I have refused. Please don’t send me any more. They are all so dull and fat. I want to choose my own husband.”

       “You need to trust me that I only have your best interest in mind,” her mother replied.

        Suddenly, the ship gave an awful jerk. It was so sudden that Jan and her mother were both knocked off their feet.

         “What was that?” Jan shouted to her mother.

          “I don’t…, Mum started to reply when Jan interrupted.

           “Listen”

            What they heard was the shouting of sailors as they hurriedly tied things down.

           “Did you hear what one of the sailors said?” Jan asked her mother, “He said ‘hurricane’! There must be a hurricane coming upon us!”

If you can think of anything I can change to make it better, PM me.

Here's a poem I wrote called Beneath the Living Waters.

~Jessica~

                   Beneath the Living Waters

                 A scuba-diving poem

As I swam beneath the sea

I looked about, all around me

So many colors, so many contrasts

Trying to see everything was a very hard task

Straight ahead, as I looked, was a coral reef

Looking back, I saw the shore of the very sunny beach

Looking to my right side, I saw a school of swordfish

But looking to my left side, I saw a school of sailfish

As I reached the coral reef, a pretty sight received me

Fish and shrimp and crabs all as bountiful as could be

Suddenly fish scattered and I looked back

Looking, I saw an enormous humpback

There it was, as living as day

My dream come true was ten feet away

But as fast as I was glad and without care

I was suddenly terribly scared

Fifteen feet away and with a big shock

I realized it was a twenty foot shark

I thought I should like to go back

But I couldn’t swim; I was as limp as a sack

Suddenly I knew what to do

 A trick I learned from a guy I knew

I caught a fish and cut it with my knife

The shark went to eat it, having the time of his life

Then, calmly but hurriedly, I swam back to the shore

I didn’t want to stay in there, not one second more

As I looked around the pretty beach and sparkly sand

I was happy to not have to swim and happy to stand

Here's a story I wrote a while ago for a paper I had to write. It might sound a little grossbut it was for a unit of language I did on Edgar Allen Poe.

So Enjoy,

Jessica

                    A Not-So Pleasant Story

                                  Chapter 1 

                                The Zombie

         “Goodnight, Mom, goodnight, Dad,” Twelve year old Casey said to her parents.

          “Goodnight, sweetie,” Her parents replied as they left her room and they closed the door behind them.

          Casey yawned and fell asleep instantly. Little did she know what horrors lay before her. No sooner than her head touched her pillow, she was whisked away into a horrible dream. She awoke to find herself in a dimly lit room.

          “This is odd,” she thought, “What happened to my room?” She turned in a complete circle and in then, in the middle of the room, she saw (much to her surprise) a table with a torch and matchbox on top of it.

          “Weird,” she thought.

           She went over to it and lit it. It was so bright that it made her blink. When her eyes adjusted to the light, she looked around her and gasped with surprise and excitement.

          “Oh my…” she started, but she could not finish the words. Casey was standing in a room full of treasure! Never in her life had she ever seen or heard of, for that matter, such wealth! Everywhere she looked she saw diamonds, rubies, gold, silver, and other huge gems she had never even heard of! On top of a little stand was a shiny gold crown with rubies circling the lower part of it.

           “Look at that beautiful crown!” she exclaimed. Of course as any one would do, she went over to try it on. But as soon as she touched it, there was a loud boom, louder than thunder and suddenly the lights went out. The boom was so loud that it drowned out poor Casey’s screams of terror. But not all the light was gone. One light, as if by a spotlight, was shining in the corner of the room exposing something she had not noticed before. It was a large box. Much like a box a refrigerator would come in, only not as wide or deep, and it was made of solid gold! Well, this excited Casey so much that she ran over to see and touch it, but right before she laid her finger on it she stopped and thought to herself,

               “What if something happens even worse than before?” remembering what had happened when she tried to put on the crown. But then something strange happened.  

When she tried to leave, she found that she could not. And to make matters worse, she found herself wanting to touch the gold box even more than before, and as if under a trance she lifted up her hand and touched the box.

                As soon as she touched it, there was another loud boom, louder than before, and the front of box flew off with such force that it knocked Casey off her feet and she sailed into the wall! It took her a few seconds to focus again because the blow had dazed her, but she wished she did not. Staring at the box, with the front off it, she let off a blood-curling scream of absolute terror. Inside the box was the most horrible thing you can imagine. So bad, I’ll leave to your imagination.

               Casey’s screams and struggles to find an exit only led her to the almost absolute reality, there was no way out! Suddenly she heard a soft *creak* behind her. She turned around, only to wish she did not. The zombie was coming straight at her! Casey screamed and ran across the room, but the zombie kept right on following her!

              “This has got to be a dream”, she tried to tell herself. She pinched herself so hard that she cried out in pain and she banged her head against the wall so hard that she was dizzy, just to wake herself up, but to no avail. The zombie came closer and closer and right when he was about to grab her, *POOF*, she vanished. She breathed a sigh of relief, but her relief was short lived as she was whisked away into another dream, more horrific than the last. So until then…

                The End?

...My Writer's Corner! As said at the top, my name is Jessica Hall. I hope you have fun reading my blog.

~Jessica~