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You're older than me, by three years.  Almost exactly too as your birthday was January and mine is March.  You're supposed to be older, you're my big brother.  My protector.  I remember all the times you would say you were going to beat the shit out of any guy who broke my heart.  Had you been in Michigan, you would have too.  You wanted to come home and do it.

You're supposed to stay older than me.  In three years we will be the same age.  In four... I will be older than you.  Everyone always says "would have been", not are.  People don't age anymore once they pass.

You didn't wake up.  But parts of you will.  You were a hero in life and your last acts will be heroic still.  Someone will live, because you were willing to give parts of yourself away.

Until we meet again....

Your baby sis.

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Our bodies tell our stories, sometimes in more ways and with better language than our words can. These bodies speak of our ancestry; a history of people who came before us and a not yet fulfilled promise to those who will come after. Yet they also tell of our personal histories, after all our body has lived with us. It knows the abuse of our youth and the burdens pressing upon our shoulders, causing them to hunch further and further up in order to support all that weight. Our bodies know the strength we discover in order to stand above adversaries and weak moments.

Some bodies’ history is marked on the skin with scars or ink. And other times the scars or so deep they could not even scratch the surface yet the pain of the scar is still so easily expressed. They are the outward expressions of our inward selves. We can decorate them towards our pleasure and security to show the world who we are or who we want to be. Clothing and jewels can be windows upon which to see the person or a locked door to keep the world away.

Our bodies tell of our health and wellbeing, of unseen things going on within the skin. They have their own language, one that respects cultures and norms. They speak for us when we do not have the right words. They can sing for us when we do not have the voice to express our feelings. Bodies have movement and fluidity that make every movement a choir of grace of the thumping of elephants. They dance in ways to create life, not always beautifully or harmoniously, but they know how to complete the ancient ritual.

And yet, this flesh and bone body full of blood and history cannot ever tell people who we are.
A Pile of Bodies
Another short I wrote for my Poetry and Fiction class that I did not hate.
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It had been forever, or maybe not that long, but it had seemed like forever! Daddy went away, and I hate when he goes away, because he never comes back! At least until he comes home, but then he goes away forever again!

I huffed and flopped on the floor.  Which wasn’t comfortable so I got up and moved closer to Mommy, huffed and flopped on the floor again.  She raised her brow at me, “What?” I wiggled and looked at her.

I wanted to talk to Daddy!  I wanted Daddy home.  Now, not soon, but now.  I was tired of him having been gone forever.

“Want me to call Daddy?” Mommy asked with a giggle.

I was so excited, I got to my feet and did a little dance in a circle. I made sure I was nice and loud when I yelled yes!

Mommy then laughed and got out the flat holdy-thing that she played games or watched movies on while I tried to fall asleep and poked at it. I don’t like pokes, but to call Daddy, I like them just fine. So I waited and waited. She was taking forever! Why does everything have to take forever?  

Then I heard the sound!  It was ringing!  It’s ringing!  I scrambled onto the couch besides Mommy and looked over her shoulder as I heard Daddy say hello.  I wiggled more, to show Daddy how much I missed and loved him.

“He wanted to talk to you,” Mommy explained.

“Of course he does, he always wants to talk to me,” Daddy laughed.

I looked Daddy up and down through the flat holdy-thing, he is wearing his outfit, Mommy called it a uniform.  It is green and brown, and I don’t think Daddy looks good in it.  Whenever he wears his “uniform” he goes away.  Although, he does wear it when he comes home too...  So maybe it’s not so bad.

Mommy says Daddy wears the uniform because he is in the Army, who I do not like. The Army takes Daddy away from me all the time.  And then I never, ever see him again.  Which isn’t fair.  He’s my Daddy, he should be home with me.

Deciding I didn’t like seeing Daddy in his uniform, I huffed and turned my back to him. I did not want to talk to him anymore.

“Hey big guy, are you going to talk to me? You called me,” Daddy tried to get my attention. No. I was done talking to him.

“He’s being a pooface,” Daddy sighed.

Mommy giggled, “I see that.”

Well, if I was a pooface then Daddy could just watch this, I gave Mommy a big lick on her cheek and leaned on her, without looking at Daddy.

“Oh! He is really showing you!”

“Merlin J. Nubbins! You are a pooface!” Daddy laughed.

“Stupid dog is trying to make me jealous,” he said to Mommy.

“I think so,” Mommy responded, “He just misses you is all.”

“I will see you both in another week, I promise.”

A week? That is too long! I jumped off the couch and found my best and most favorite toy, a big grey stuffed rabbit and brought it back. I put it on the flat holdy-thingy. There, now that Daddy had my favorite toy he had to come home right now. Mommy laughed and moved my toy, I huffed at her, that is for Daddy, not her.

“Thank you buddy for your toy. I will play with it as soon as I get home,” Daddy smiled to me. I ran to the window and looked out of it, and waited.

He would be home any minute now.
UntitledTHE (mis)ADVENTURES! : The Absent Daddy
Another silly story based on my Aussie Merlin.  
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There is a little man, so small his shoes, which are too big for him, both fit on a penny. With room to spare.

He knew this, because his stool was made of a stack of pennies that he had found here and there, that no one missed. The hardest part was getting them home, a penny is very heavy for someone so tiny. Nevertheless got them home he did, as he had with almost all the things in his house.

After all, things in his size were not purchased at a store, so he made what he needed himself. Especially as there were no stores for people his size. That would be silly, people only two inches tall! He had never heard of such a thing! Well, besides himself that is.

And he really had never even heard of himself, he just knew he existed because he was himself. If he thought too much on it, it gave him a headache and there was no tiny aspirin for someone who can fit both shoes on a penny and have room to spare.
Tiny Shoes
A short piece I wrote for my Poetry and Fiction class.  I liked this one so I thought I would share it.
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Tagged by ShadowKnife7

1.Real Name: Jennifer
2. Nickname: Blue, BlueRse, Red, Jenny, Jen, Bitch
3. Zodiac Sign: Aries
4. Male Or Female: Female
5. Elementary: Bullied and alone
6. Middle School: Bullying, but made friends
7. High School: Hated it, no one bullied me because they were scared of me.
8. Hair Color: Auburn with blue bangs
10. Loud Or Quiet: Both
11. Sweats Or Jeans: Jeans.
12. Phone Or Camera: Why not both?
13. Health Freak: I love veggies!
14. Drink Or Smoke: Don't like either
15. Do You Have A Crush On Someone: He's so dreamy!
16. Political orientation: Yes comrade?
17. Piercings: Ears -lobes, cartilage, and tragus-.  I also did have my tongue and belly button pierced at one time.
18. Tattoos: Six.

HAVE YOU EVER [BEEN IN]:
19. Airplane: Yes.
20. Car Accident: -_- Many
21. Fist Fight: Elementary school, I wouldn't tell someone where I got my beanie babies because my mom told me not to
22. First piercing: Three weeks old, in my ears
23. First Best Friend: SHADOW!
24. First Instrument: French Horn
25. First Award: I remember getting the Presidents Award in Elementary school, I probably got other awards too.
26. First Crush: First Grade...?
27. First Language: English 
28. First Big Vacation: Cedar Point... I guess?

LASTS:
29. Last Person You talked to: Momma Wolf
30. Last Person You Texted: Shadow
31. Last Person You Watched: JackSepticEye?
32. Last Food You Ate: Buffalo chicken
33. Last Movie You Watched: Uh... uh.... shit.  Schools on right now, so I'm not really watching movies.
34. Last Song You listened to: Something on the radio
35. Last Thing You Bought: The buffalo chicken I ate
36. Last Person You Hugged: Pond, my dog

FAVES:
37. Food: Buffalo chicken
38. Drinks: Water
39. Clothing: Hoodies
40. Book: The Black Unicorn
41. Color: Blue
42. Flower: Roses 
43. Music: All but rap.
44. Movies: Horror
45. Shoes: Ren boots
46. Subjects: Religion

IN THE LAST YEAR I.....
47. [] Kissed in the snow
48. [X] Celebrated Halloween 
49. [X] Had Your Heart Broken 
50. [X] Went Over The Minutes (data) On Your Cell Phone
51. [] Someone Questioned Your Sexual Orientation 
52. [] Came Outta The Closet 
53. [] Gotten Pregnant
54. [] Had An Abortion
55. [X] Did Something You've Regretted
56. [X] Broke A Promise 
57. [X] Kept A Secret 
58. [X] Pretended To Be Happy 
59. [] Met Someone Who Changed Your Life 
60. [X] Pretended To Be Sick 
61. [] Left The Country 
62. [X] Tried something you normally wouldn't like, and liked it. 
63. [X] Cried Over The Silliest Thing 
64. [] Ran A Mile 
65. [] Went To The Beach 
66. [] Stayed Single 

CURRENTLY:
67. Eating: Nothing
68. Drinking: Water
69. Getting Ready To: Homework
71. Plans For Tomorrow/Today: School/homework
72. Waiting For: School to be done

YOUR FUTURE:
73. Want Kids: Hell no
74. Want To Get Married: Yes 
75. Careers in mind: Psychotherapist

WHICH IS BETTER ON BOY/GIRL (don't matter): 
76. Lips Or Eyes: Yes
77. Shorter Or Taller: Taller
78. Romantic Or Spontaneous: Yes
79. Nice Stomach Or Nice Arms: Yes
80. Sensitive Or Loud: Yes
81. Hookup Or Relationship: Relationship 
82. Troublemaker Or Hesitant: Uh....

HAVE YOU EVER:
83. Lost Glasses/Contacts: -_- Yes
84. Ran Away From Home: No, wanted to
85. Held A Weapon: Guns, bows, knives, swords, bokken, my hands and feet....
86. Killed Somebody: O_O 
87. Broken Someone's Heart: I think so....
88. Been Arrested: Nope.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:
90. Yourself: No
91. Miracles: Yes
92. Love At First Sight: Yes
93. Heaven: Hmmm.....
94. Santa Claus: Nick's a cool dude.
96. Magic: Yes

ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:
97. Is There One Person You Wanna Be With, Right Now: Yes
98. Are You Seriously Happy With Where You Are, In Life: I'm alive.
99. Do You Believe In God: ...Depends on your definition of God....You really should qualify big questions like this.

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deviantWEAR sizing preference: Medium?
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MP3 player of choice: iPod Classic
Shell of choice: Turtle
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Skin of choice: My own
Favourite cartoon character: Too many to choose just one!
Personal Quote: My mother always tells me to pillage and plunder before I burn.
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You're older than me, by three years.  Almost exactly too as your birthday was January and mine is March.  You're supposed to be older, you're my big brother.  My protector.  I remember all the times you would say you were going to beat the shit out of any guy who broke my heart.  Had you been in Michigan, you would have too.  You wanted to come home and do it.

You're supposed to stay older than me.  In three years we will be the same age.  In four... I will be older than you.  Everyone always says "would have been", not are.  People don't age anymore once they pass.

You didn't wake up.  But parts of you will.  You were a hero in life and your last acts will be heroic still.  Someone will live, because you were willing to give parts of yourself away.

Until we meet again....

Your baby sis.

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ArdentiDelta Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2016  Hobbyist General Artist
I was wondering if I might be able to use your Giant/Dragon Alphabet as runes to paint on my dragons? If not that's fine.
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Lady-Blue-Rose Featured By Owner Jan 8, 2016
I would be honored!  Please send me links to the art, I would love to see it!
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Thank you so much for the :+fav:! :D
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Thank you so much for the fav! <3
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:love: Thank you for the favorites, it really means ever so much to me that you enjoy my artwork! I invite you to add me to your watch so that you can see all the future beaded and stitched pieces I have planned! :blowkiss: Just think of the sparkles... :squee:
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THanks for the fave!! :iconbummy3:
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