Alone on a craggy cliff stood the forbidden ways of Green Bank Manor. The air was hot, and it’s still dark and damp from the morning rain. People around here should be used to this humid, drowsy valley, since it’s been like this for the past six months. The very short and depressing past six months.
Lovely eighteen-year-old Vanessa Fairchild, alone in the world, arrived at Green Bank Manor. She’s been waiting on Sir Wedgewood Ledbetter for almost three hours now. Finally, he arrived, with a bag of something in his hands.
“Did you do it? You was supposed to be here and done over three hours ago!” exclaimed Vanessa”
“Yes, yes the deed is done. It took me so long because I had to cover my tracks, and also hide all the evidence. Remember this is only my first time.”
"As is mine too. Well I’m sorry. I get so nervous when I have to wait on you. At least now we won’t have any detraction so that we can finally be happy together.”
Well, that’s how she thought it would be. Actually, it did go like that in the beginning, but then people started talking. And Vanessa heard them.
Sir Wedgewood Ledbetter often departed in the middle of the night. More and more Vanessa started to notice, and the more she noticed the more paranoid she became. She started to have thoughts like ’maybe he’s having an affair’ or ‘maybe someone found out the plan.’ she leaned more toward the affair thoughts.
“Oh, if I ever find out that he is with another woman, that will be his last day.” she told herself that often. She knew that she had to do something about it and the sooner the better.
One night the grave digger in the church yard in the village near Green Bank Manor dug up an object which he gave to Vanessa. Along with that object, he gave her some specific directions.
“Make sure you do this on Friday the 13th of November or it won’t work out as planed.”
She had to prepare fast; she only had three weeks to get everything in place. She reread the directions over and over and over again, just to make sure that she wasn’t forgetting anything. She seemed to be so far gone that she didn’t even have 2nd thoughts. Her heart was getting the best of her.
Finally, November 13th arrived. The plan is going good so far, she got him to stay home and she cooked him a big dinner. She was to act as if everything was perfectly fine; it seemed to be working.
“Why don’t I go pour us some wine?” she asked right on cue.
She brought the two glasses of already poured wine, making sure she remembered which one was his. After he gulped the whole glass of wine down, she smirked at him. Thinking to herself, “I got you now, Sir Wedgewood Ledbetter.” He started to open his mouth to say something, but his head bounced off the table before he could utter a single word.
The next step wasn’t as easy. She ran down to the building in the side yard and grabbed the three gallons of gas and headed back to the manor. She got done with emptying the gas all inside the manor, but then she just stood there for a second, let the match, and watched it hit the ground. Whoosh! The huge manor went up in flames.
She stood there, admiring her precious work of art; then she dialed 911.
“Please help! My house caught on fire… Yes; I think my husband was still in there. Oh god, just please hurry!”
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
THE DREAM
Alone on a craggy cliff stood the forbidden walls of Green Bank Manor. This place used to be filled with an abundance of gardens and lively souls. It was a popular resort for newlyweds. One afternoon it changed forever; a wife had walked in on her husband fooling around with the wife of the master of Green Bank. The wife was furious, she slaughtered them both. Knowing she now had nothing left she hung herself. No one has visited the Manor in over twenty years.
Lovely eighteen-year-old Vanessa Fairchild, alone in the world, arrived at Green Bank Manor. The rain hadn’t stopped all day. She got off of the boat and made her way up the cement stairs that lead to the manor. The walk took forever; she arrived at the manor and dropped all her things at the door. She banged the door knocker over and over until someone finally came to the door. Finally the master opened the door. He asked why she had come to the Manor; she told him how she had lost her family in a tragic car accident and had no where else to go, and how someone explained she could find a sanctuary here. He ushered in the sopping wet child. They sat and talked about where she was from and he told her about the house and what it used to be and why no one came around. He told her she was free to stay as long as she pleased. Months and months went by, the Master and Vanessa became very close.
Sir Wedgewood Ledbetter, master of Green Bank Manor, often departed in the middle of the night. At first the girl didn’t bother asking why. She became curious after a while so she decided to follow them one night. The night was November 13th; it was cold, dark, and storming. She followed the men into the village; they were headed for the graveyard. They arrived at their destination and stood there not speaking to one another at all. After about an hour they left to return home. Vanessa hid while they walked past, then once they were out of sight; she went to see what tombstone they had been visiting. It was the Master’s wife’s tombstone. The next morning Vanessa decided to ask the Master why he went out. He was honest and told her everything.
“I know my wife wasn’t the honest woman in the world but I miss her…that’s not the reason I have been visiting her though. See Vanessa my wife didn’t just sleep with that one boy, I always knew there were more but didn’t believe it was so serious. The other week I got a call, apparently one of the men she had been having an affair with came to her funeral. He had placed a priceless necklace in her casket. The man needs it back because he is in massive debt so I told him I would get it for him. It has just been so very hard for me to go. I’m so very sorry for worrying you Vanessa.” The Master said.
“I understand well since it is so hard for you I will do it; ill talk to the grave digger tonight and arrange everything.” Vanessa said.
The Master pleaded, “No you can’t what if something goes wrong, I’m sure that graveyard is filled with curses and all sorts of horrible things, I don’t want to put you at risk darling.”
Vanessa hesitantly agreed. “Ok fine I won’t.”
Vanessa went down to the grave yard to speak with the gravedigger, she knew The Master needed the jewels and she wasn’t scared of any curses so they made the plans anyways.
The next night the grave digger in the church yard in the village near Green Bank Manor brought back the priceless necklace to Vanessa. She was so excited. she went straight up to the Masters room to tell him the good news. She rushed in, but found no one. Then thunder broke the silence, rain began to poor in an open window. She rushed over to shut it. She looked out and saw the master running to the grave yard. Vanessa rushed out of the house to see what was wrong.
Vanessa finally arrived at the tombstone, but no one was there, the master had simply vanished. She headed back to the Manor to see if maybe he had already returned. She arrived at the Manor to find the doors were locked. She banged and yelled but no answer. She sat down on the porch and waited, she dozes off. A bright light wakes Vanessa, it’s her mother who had opened some curtains she woke up and looked around. It was all a dream, the Manor, the grave digger, and everything!
Finally, November 13th arrived it was Vanessa’s 18th birthday. By now the dream was long forgotten. All of her relatives came to see her, she was so happy. She sat around and caught up with everyone then went to open presents, it didn’t take long since they were mostly cards filled with money, which was perfectly fine with Vanessa.
Suddenly just as she finished reciting the last card, her Uncle Tom came in with a small box. He said this gift was very special; it had been passed down from generation to generation. She opened the box and saw a beautiful necklace; it didn’t take her long at all to realize it was the necklace from her dream.
Alone on a craggy cliff stood the forbidden walls of Green Bank Manor. This place used to be filled with an abundance of gardens and lively souls. It was a popular resort for newlyweds. One afternoon it changed forever; a wife had walked in on her husband fooling around with the wife of the master of Green Bank. The wife was furious, she slaughtered them both. Knowing she now had nothing left she hung herself. No one has visited the Manor in over twenty years.
Lovely eighteen-year-old Vanessa Fairchild, alone in the world, arrived at Green Bank Manor. The rain hadn’t stopped all day. She got off of the boat and made her way up the cement stairs that lead to the manor. The walk took forever; she arrived at the manor and dropped all her things at the door. She banged the door knocker over and over until someone finally came to the door. Finally the master opened the door. He asked why she had come to the Manor; she told him how she had lost her family in a tragic car accident and had no where else to go, and how someone explained she could find a sanctuary here. He ushered in the sopping wet child. They sat and talked about where she was from and he told her about the house and what it used to be and why no one came around. He told her she was free to stay as long as she pleased. Months and months went by, the Master and Vanessa became very close.
Sir Wedgewood Ledbetter, master of Green Bank Manor, often departed in the middle of the night. At first the girl didn’t bother asking why. She became curious after a while so she decided to follow them one night. The night was November 13th; it was cold, dark, and storming. She followed the men into the village; they were headed for the graveyard. They arrived at their destination and stood there not speaking to one another at all. After about an hour they left to return home. Vanessa hid while they walked past, then once they were out of sight; she went to see what tombstone they had been visiting. It was the Master’s wife’s tombstone. The next morning Vanessa decided to ask the Master why he went out. He was honest and told her everything.
“I know my wife wasn’t the honest woman in the world but I miss her…that’s not the reason I have been visiting her though. See Vanessa my wife didn’t just sleep with that one boy, I always knew there were more but didn’t believe it was so serious. The other week I got a call, apparently one of the men she had been having an affair with came to her funeral. He had placed a priceless necklace in her casket. The man needs it back because he is in massive debt so I told him I would get it for him. It has just been so very hard for me to go. I’m so very sorry for worrying you Vanessa.” The Master said.
“I understand well since it is so hard for you I will do it; ill talk to the grave digger tonight and arrange everything.” Vanessa said.
The Master pleaded, “No you can’t what if something goes wrong, I’m sure that graveyard is filled with curses and all sorts of horrible things, I don’t want to put you at risk darling.”
Vanessa hesitantly agreed. “Ok fine I won’t.”
Vanessa went down to the grave yard to speak with the gravedigger, she knew The Master needed the jewels and she wasn’t scared of any curses so they made the plans anyways.
The next night the grave digger in the church yard in the village near Green Bank Manor brought back the priceless necklace to Vanessa. She was so excited. she went straight up to the Masters room to tell him the good news. She rushed in, but found no one. Then thunder broke the silence, rain began to poor in an open window. She rushed over to shut it. She looked out and saw the master running to the grave yard. Vanessa rushed out of the house to see what was wrong.
Vanessa finally arrived at the tombstone, but no one was there, the master had simply vanished. She headed back to the Manor to see if maybe he had already returned. She arrived at the Manor to find the doors were locked. She banged and yelled but no answer. She sat down on the porch and waited, she dozes off. A bright light wakes Vanessa, it’s her mother who had opened some curtains she woke up and looked around. It was all a dream, the Manor, the grave digger, and everything!
Finally, November 13th arrived it was Vanessa’s 18th birthday. By now the dream was long forgotten. All of her relatives came to see her, she was so happy. She sat around and caught up with everyone then went to open presents, it didn’t take long since they were mostly cards filled with money, which was perfectly fine with Vanessa.
Suddenly just as she finished reciting the last card, her Uncle Tom came in with a small box. He said this gift was very special; it had been passed down from generation to generation. She opened the box and saw a beautiful necklace; it didn’t take her long at all to realize it was the necklace from her dream.
NATURE
By Katelyn Dyson
The gardener sits pondering,
Wondering why his machine won’t work
He tugs and tugs
Nothing he does can get it to budge
His wife fetches a screwdriver and a ratchet
Twisting and turning, still nothing
The gardener sits pondering
Up strikes an argument,
It concerns visiting a loved one
He complains he’s busy
His wife says stay,
Stay; work even though it could be her last day.
The gardener sits pondering
He begins to speak
When interrupted by a loud screech and squeal
The gardener is relived and continues to work.
By Katelyn Dyson
The gardener sits pondering,
Wondering why his machine won’t work
He tugs and tugs
Nothing he does can get it to budge
His wife fetches a screwdriver and a ratchet
Twisting and turning, still nothing
The gardener sits pondering
Up strikes an argument,
It concerns visiting a loved one
He complains he’s busy
His wife says stay,
Stay; work even though it could be her last day.
The gardener sits pondering
He begins to speak
When interrupted by a loud screech and squeal
The gardener is relived and continues to work.
Fears
By Katelyn Dyson
(From the poem "When I Have Fears" by John Keats)
When I have fears that you may never love me
Before the day I become numb
Before I no longer continue to breathe
I want and need that chance to come
When I behold, upon the couple walking by feeling great
Seeing how oblivious they are to what’s going on
And think that nothing will cause them to separate
Oh I can only wish that love to be own.
And when I feel down I search for you
I look for that beautiful smile and know I
Never again will need to find someone new
Because, I have found mine,
You complete me and make me love,
Without you I shall end life and leave for the world above.
By Katelyn Dyson
(From the poem "When I Have Fears" by John Keats)
When I have fears that you may never love me
Before the day I become numb
Before I no longer continue to breathe
I want and need that chance to come
When I behold, upon the couple walking by feeling great
Seeing how oblivious they are to what’s going on
And think that nothing will cause them to separate
Oh I can only wish that love to be own.
And when I feel down I search for you
I look for that beautiful smile and know I
Never again will need to find someone new
Because, I have found mine,
You complete me and make me love,
Without you I shall end life and leave for the world above.
US
By Katelyn Dyson
I'm sitting in class trying to think of somethingThinking about anything just to keep me from thinking of us
I try to ignore the pain that's caused by our loveThe pain of us being apartI wish I knew what to do with you
I can't explain why I can't let go of youHopefully we will figure out somethingMy heart can't take staying apart
I want to be with you, alone, just us
All alone, loving the moment, loving being together
I can't believe I have found you love
This must be true love
I'm so glad that I have you
I hope we last forever, forever togetherI just thought of us
And what it would be like if we were apart
How hard life would be apart
I couldn't live without our loveI couldn't survive without staying an "us"
I couldn't continue without youWe have to come up with somethingSo that we can stay together
It's great were together
It's great were no longer falling apart
I don't know why it is, but something
Makes me yurn for our love
Wait, what if I can't always be with you
What if it doesn't work with us?
I wonder what's next with us.
Will we really stay together?
Will my heart always belong to you?
Will we eventually fall apart?
What's going to happen to our love?
Could something possibly seperate us?
I hope to stay with you though, to keep us safe
I'll think of something to keep us together always
Nothing will tear us apart, our live shall stay strong.
By Katelyn Dyson
I'm sitting in class trying to think of somethingThinking about anything just to keep me from thinking of us
I try to ignore the pain that's caused by our loveThe pain of us being apartI wish I knew what to do with you
I can't explain why I can't let go of youHopefully we will figure out somethingMy heart can't take staying apart
I want to be with you, alone, just us
All alone, loving the moment, loving being together
I can't believe I have found you love
This must be true love
I'm so glad that I have you
I hope we last forever, forever togetherI just thought of us
And what it would be like if we were apart
How hard life would be apart
I couldn't live without our loveI couldn't survive without staying an "us"
I couldn't continue without youWe have to come up with somethingSo that we can stay together
It's great were together
It's great were no longer falling apart
I don't know why it is, but something
Makes me yurn for our love
Wait, what if I can't always be with you
What if it doesn't work with us?
I wonder what's next with us.
Will we really stay together?
Will my heart always belong to you?
Will we eventually fall apart?
What's going to happen to our love?
Could something possibly seperate us?
I hope to stay with you though, to keep us safe
I'll think of something to keep us together always
Nothing will tear us apart, our live shall stay strong.
WAKING UP WITH YOU
By Katelyn Dyson
(from the poem "when I have fears" by John Keats )
Your hands rush open the curtainsYour finger tips strain to them upThe sudden spark of sunlight blinds me'neath the covers I hide my tired faceI roll around ad far as the wall will allowI turn back, your golden from the sunlight that surrounds youWe begin getting ready; you put on your favorite shirtYou turn to excite me with a kiss, it's warm and tastes sweetWe walk out the door and down the deep set of stairsLike bats out of hell we race to the car,We both smash into the sideThe moment is like no other it's endless, like our love.I clasp your hand to my heart and tell you it's yours.
By Katelyn Dyson
(from the poem "when I have fears" by John Keats )
Your hands rush open the curtainsYour finger tips strain to them upThe sudden spark of sunlight blinds me'neath the covers I hide my tired faceI roll around ad far as the wall will allowI turn back, your golden from the sunlight that surrounds youWe begin getting ready; you put on your favorite shirtYou turn to excite me with a kiss, it's warm and tastes sweetWe walk out the door and down the deep set of stairsLike bats out of hell we race to the car,We both smash into the sideThe moment is like no other it's endless, like our love.I clasp your hand to my heart and tell you it's yours.
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