Update on Me

 It's been a few years so this is an update on me.

I like writing, gaming and reading. My favourite colours are still light pink, watermelon red and rainbow, but I like mauve as well now.

Some foods I like are chips, scrambled eggs, dino muffcakes and that chicken that I mixed with my homemade-secret-recipe sauce. Oh, tamago and lollipops as well.

I like subjects English, Math and Coding. Honestly? Even though I like writing, essays are hard, wanna know why?

BECAUSE I'M ALWAYS MAKING BOOKS OUT OF THEM!!

I like projects that I can get my hands on, like building, painting, origami, crystal art, embroidery, you name it.

I'm 10-12 years old now, so It's been a while...

How do I end this?

Oh ok!

-Eleora.

Being a Writer

 Okay, so I'm not an official author but I love writing and reading and I'm trying to write books.

So anyways, as a writer, anything can be a story.

Like, I was just walking the dog when he stopped and sat down in the most heroic pose ever and I'm like, OMG this is such a good story, and like, the only thing I actually thought of for that story is that there is a boy called Josh with his loyal companion, a big fluffy white dog called Shepherd. They're best friends and sometimes Josh hitches a ride on Shepherd. Yes he's that big, well, the one in the story is, not our actual dog, he's not that big.

I think our family is a writing family, like, Grandpa wrote a book, my two uncles wrote books, my mummy wrote a book and is trying story books. But honestly? The only one who wrote stories were one of my uncles, Victory Low, and my mummy, but she never published them because she didn't finish writing them.

I plan on publishing one of my stories too, but before doing that my mummy has to check that the grammar is correct, which is the hard part.

Mummy was an English teacher before and I just a '6th grade kid who got fed up with the other books of kids my age that have horrible lives and/or are very dumb and started my own series' and what makes it harder is that my protagonist isn't very good at her English (on-purpose) and I have spelling issues.

I even tried writing 'character' and wrote 'charecter' and got 'Sorry, this is not the correct spelling, but our AI grammar corrector doesn't know what word you're writing' and I'm like, What?? It's a one letter difference!

My unfinished stories:

1. R Heroes (a literal series)
2. @ Girl’s Future Di@ry (series)
3. D.O.V.E Agency
4. The Father's Children
5. Periodic People
6. The Favoured's Expedition

Finished:

1. @ Girl’s Future Di@ry No. 1

Published: 

       0. None

New ideas:

1. JezAkari to Jazzminimal
2. The 12 A-possums
3. The Published Princesses

Me:

walks the dog

Dog: heroic pose

Me: I have an idea for a new stor-

Hannah

Long black fading to copper hair swayed in the breeze as a 9 year old girl sat on a grassy hill overlooking a small town below. She sighed as she remembered when she was 6 years old...

 

It was midnight dark and quiet until...

"EEEeeeEEeeEEE!!!"

Lights flashed on, doors burst open, someone decided it was a good idea to call the emergency service, and Hannah's parents rushed into her room and the lights flickered on as they watched their daughter screaming and tucking herself away in a corner as she pointed to the other side of the room.

"MOMMYYYY!!! DADDYYY!!!! EEEEE!!!!!"

Hannah's parents looked to where she was pointing, but they couldn't see what she was looking at.

Police sirens and an ambulance drove past,  preparing for someone badly injured by the vague response of 'a little girl screaming', but they weren’t prepared for a child telling stories of what seemed to be a ghostly figure of which wasn't there.

They decided to do some careful examining on her in the hospital, and when she calmed down, they decided to let her stay for the night, and see what happens. She was completely fine, but after dinner, she started whining of a voice saying something. Everyone kept quiet but she could still hear it. When one of the nurses asked her what she heard, Hannah replied with "A man's saying, 'Psalms 91, 2'."

The doctors were trying to figure put why that was happening, her parents were praying for Hannah, then someone decided that it was a good idea to give her a Word, and as she read the verse out loud, she finally relaxed and snuggled under her blanket.

No one mentioned what happened that time anymore, and it never happened again. But as Hannah sat on the hill, she thought out this morning.

In her dreams, she heard that same voice saying something else this time.

"Matthew 4:19,  Then He said to them, “Follow Me, and I will make you fishers of men.”

War

I wouldn't really write something like this, but I just had to.

One part of me says, "No war. If people want to know what other countries are doing, the rulers should just come together and be a team. Boom! No war, no disagreements or conquering." While the other part remembers what my Mummy said. "Jesus is the Prince of Peace, but God is the God of War." The Israelites started wars because that was their Promised Land from God. Evil cannot agree or team up with God. In Revelations the army of the heavens battled with the fallen angels. War might not be the best, but it might be what’s meant to happen.

Mis-sung Lyrics

Long trip in the car, just woke up from a nap, listening to the 2 younger sisters singing.

"I'm gonna follow, are you gonna follow? I'm gonna follow, are you gonna follow? I'm gonna follow, I'm gonna follow!"

They sing 'I have decided, to follow Jesus' and they sing the part from Listener Kids. Then they return to the chorus, but they sing it with the wrong lyrics.

"I'm gonna follow, follow Jesus."

I really felt like correcting the song for them, but I listened. Then I think.

In 'I have decided, to follow Jesus.' You decide to do it, but does that mean you did it? 'I'm gonna follow, follow Jesus.' In that chorus, you are actually going to do what you decided.

2 kids, 2 children singing songs in the back incorrectly and they taught you something.

Amen.

A Miracle

January 2nd 2025

I experienced a miracle today. I wanted to make a Lego animation with my new app, but some of the brown guy's body parts went missing. My sister's were trying to help, I was searching under, behind, next to, but I couldn’t find the parts.

Then after a while I went back to the carpet where the rest of the pieces were. And there! A hand. I was thinking Whaaa? I passed by hereso many times and I didn't see this? Ok, next I wanna see a torso, no the other hand. So I went to the other room.

I came back, and at that same spot, another hand! I was so amazed. Then I thought next, torso. And I didn't even leave the room yet, only just turned around, and then I found behind a ribbon, the torso connected with the pants!

That, to me, was a miracle, because I would be in BIG trouble if we already lost a part of the Lego set. Thank you God.