12:05 A.M., Blog entry begin!

Alright, this didn't count! Internet was down so i couldn't post >:3
Now that that's out of the way, let's move on to today's entry ^_^ Well, i found a really old RP that i did a year and a half ago (For those of you who don't know what an RP is, it is, at least in this case, a text based Role-Playing adventure. Yes, i am a nerd indeed.) and MY GOD!! I sucked at writing! XD If you read the chapter of my story that i posted and thought that was bad, then you haven't seen anything yet XD I mean, my writing alone is 100 times better than it was back then! My character development techniques, describing actions, managing multiple characters at one time, and just in general telling the story, has improved greatly! And my grammar and spelling :) It was nice seeing how into my work i was back then, even though it was terrible. I felt a little bit of nostalgia, wonderful memories flooding in of me thinking what i could say next, or how the other two people would add some excitement to the story. (Another note, the text based Role-Playing adventures that i used to take part in were always collaborative, meaning more than one person was working on it at once.) It was nice... And now i think i shall post the second part of the ever-growing story ^_^ I revised it alot so i hope this is better than the last one XD

Abigail is a loner in this post-apocalyptic world. Her past is very strange and secretive. She was abandoned at birth and found by a group of survivors a few days afterwards, with a note attached to her saying, “This is Abigail, we pray that whoever is reading this has found her before she has died… Please, take good care of her…” What they didn’t know was the great power that lied within her, waiting, plotting, preparing for the day that it could take control... Her life with the survivors was, how shall I put it, short lived. They exiled her from their village at the age of eleven, fearing that she may cause another disaster like the on that had devastated their community once before. But i digress, i shall save that particular story for another day… Over these past four years, she’s grown used to this lifestyle, training her body and mind to prepare herself for any danger she may come across. As Abigail continued running, slowing down due to fatigue, she looked around for a spot to lay low for a while to regain her energy. She saw, amidst the rubble of a tower, a tiny alcove, just large enough for her to lie down and rest. As she scuttled her way into the alcove, she grabbed two nearby boulders, about the size of bowling balls, and used them as camouflage, closing the only entrance.

And the next part shall be shared tomorrow ^_^ XD Hope you enjoy it readers ^_^ And please, don't criticize too harshly, do remember, i'm 15 so i'm not that good at this yet... I will appreciate some constructive criticism, like a few pointers, just don't come out with a comment saying something like, "Oh god, this story sucks, stop writing this junk you moron!" Thanks for reading ^_^ This is Lee signing off!

End Blog entry, 12:26 A.M.