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Wednesday, 26 November 2014

Book central


Hi everyone, I'm very sorry that I haven't been that active at the moment my mocks for GCSE have been very stressful. I have my exams starting next week so I will not be able to do book central for two weeks but on the 14th I will start reading A Christmas Carol seeing as it is December and I am also going to see A Christmas Carol which I'm looking forward too.


Comment below what holiday festivities you are doing.

Mockingjay


Who has been to see mockingjay part 1? I did and it was amazing! I went into the cinema thinking that the films mockingjay wouldn't be as good as the other two seeing as the book wasn't as good as the hunger games and catching fire and also that the film is being made into two films when the book doesn't have (in my opinion) enough in there to fill two films however I was wrong. Ever so wrong.

Jennifer Lawerence kept at her amazing level at being Katniss however the hanging tree sang by Jennifer Lawerence herself was astounding. If you have not heard it then go on to YouTube and search it up and you will not be disappointed- the song is catchy and I know I've sang it far to many times in the past few days.

Now for my all time favourite person. Josh Hutcherson. He wasn't on screen a lot of the time but when he was he gripped the audience like he gripped Katniss's neck. The way he acted and how he looked was a way to make all fans of Josh Hutcherson cry and can not wait until part 2. The make up crew and CGI team deserves a huge round of an applause.

I think Mockingjay may actually become my favourite film out of the hunger games series however it will have to rival against Catching fire. I can not wait until mockingjay part 2. Comment below your views on mockingjay and the entire series. Also who are you backing team Peeta or team Gale?


Link for The hanging tree: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=14H8OzTzne4

Sunday, 9 November 2014

Silence- Natasha Preston


What a story. Over the course of the book we are given more and more of the back story to Oakley life and why she is silent. When reading you can guess what has happened but you dont want to believe it but the last 3 chapters sent the book into over drive.

My favourite part had to be when they were on holiday. Oakley and Cole's relationship bosomed there and I fell in love with them more and like them I didn't want them to leave. I also loved how the parents were oblivious to their relationship but the siblings seemed to know exactly what was going on before they did. I also liked the way in the first half of the book it was just from Oakley's point of view but then it changed to also Cole's point of view.

I do wish that there had been some more character development on Mia and Jasper as Jaspers comments left me smiling and I felt sorry for Mia and I wish I knew more on what happened with her than being told by Oakley and Cole.

Its a must read to 14+ as any younger you may not understand fully the story. Natasha Preston wrote an amazing heart felt story and made me fall in love with Oakley and Coles relationship and friendship making me want that for myself. I was blown away with the whole concept and the writing itself was fantastic. Do read this- its on kindle for free but you can also get it in paper back.

Comment below what I should read next month.

Thursday, 6 November 2014

The maze runner- James Dashner (spoliers may be involved)


The maze runner. I didn't think it would be a good book. The writing in the first chapter wasn't the best however I stuck with it. Throughout I felt it was a bit back and forward between characters however after the night spent in the maze it started to get better. It has a good story line and I will read the next ones in the series but I hope their beginnings are better than this one.

I wish that the book started to pick up quicker than the last few chapters sooner than when Teresa wakes up. I felt a bit annoyed with the ending- Thomas is a smart boy how does he not know a staged rescue?- but also intrigued with what happens next.
I would recommend reading this book and before going to see the movie as you'll understand the movie more- I learnt this with the hunger games (however if you already have then read the book)

This wasn't a long review but their wasn't a lot to write on this book as I'm in two minds about this.

The next book I'm going to read is Silence by Natasha Preston


don't forget to comment below your views on the book or film.

Sunday, 2 November 2014

"What a night"


On Thursday I went to see Mamma Mia and I must say it was one of the best shows I've seen. This was the first time I saw Mamma Mia and I've fallen in love with it. A definite must see.

My favourite part had to be the hen night. I loved all the songs and how they showed the confusion of Sophie's situation through lights, music and movement.

My favourite song varies but the best had to be Dianne Pilkington's the winner takes it all. The powerful song definitely deserved a standing ovation which she received at the end of the night. Another song that also challenges the second place is Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! and voulez vous these songs were accompanied with amazing light and sound techniques.

Finally the end of the night ended with dancing queen where everybody danced including the audience and the main six characters were in fancy costumes that shocked the eyes.

There was only one thing that ruined the night and that was the rudeness of people getting on the train home. People on trains there’s no need to push and shove if you don't get a seat then stand like the rest of us. Also there’s no need to nearly start a fight too!

Who's seen Mamma Mia and what were your views on it? If you haven't I suggest you do!
Who else hates the rudeness that people show nowadays? Comment below with your answers.

Saturday, 1 November 2014

how time flies...

I can't believe it's already November. I only have 6 months left at high school then
I start college. Unbelievable. It feels like only yesterday that I started high school.
Nervous as I was, I trembled in my seat at the strict art teacher not wanting to do anything
wrong and now I'm studying for GCSE's and I'm planning what to wear at prom and how I'll get
there. How time flies.

We don't realise how important time is because it's just there. We cannot stop it or slow
it down. All we can do is enjoy it and live in the moment but sometimes we cannot.
Sometimes we have to stop to notice all the things we've let slip by. All the opportunity's.
All the laughs and heartaches. All the friends and family. Time is important and sometimes
we don't realise that before it's too late. How time flies.

Have you ever regretted something so much that you wish scientists had created time travel
and you can go back in time to redo something you felt you could do better? I have. I have
a lot and I shouldn't. I made the decision then and I should stick to it now. There's no way
to change it. As the Disney film frozen said the past is in the past. Sometimes the past should
stay in the past because you cannot change it no matter so why worry?

How time flies.

Wednesday, 29 October 2014

Kissed by an angel- Elizabeth Chadler


A heart wrenching novel about a young girl and boy falling in love and being ripped apart by the courses of nature. Parts bought tears to my eyes as I travelled with Ivy through the struggles she faced. The first eleven chapters take a full circle, starting with their date and ending at the sudden end to their date. Through that time we are introduced to the characters George, Philip, Ivy's mother and her two friends Suzanne and Beth, we are informed of their personality's and relationship to Ivy. Tristan is Ivy's boyfriend and the boy everyone adores.

The book starts as the normal teenager book- popular good-looking boy wants to date the seemingly average girl and they fall in love- however we are soon transported into a more relatable storyline. I must say that even though in some parts it is far fetched the writing for the main story line is incredible. It does enter the supernatural aspects but stays true to reality.

The story takes some dark turns through the middle but by the last chapter the story has filled all the holes and Ivy has solved the mystery and finally it seems Ivy and her friends can be happy again.

A good book, I recommend 12+ to read this book especially if you enjoy mystery/romance.

Starting on the 1st of November I will be reading the maze runner.


Any books you're reading or have read that you find good then comment below and they'll be on the list.

Sunday, 19 October 2014

Forgotten- Cat Patrick (book central)


I began this book and couldn't put it down.
It begins with London's notes and then the first chapter. Forgotten is about a teenage girl who has to deal with not knowing her past but knowing her future. It's like a normal teenage girl book she meets a boy, falls in love but its different too. Its about a family that loses their family and life. Its such a good book and a must read to all. Forgotten is something that should be read as it shows the pain that a family can go through and something that happens to normal people. It's a book that should be experienced by all.

The next book I'm starting is Kissed by an angel by Elizabeth Chandler

Survivor -full story


There stood a girl in the middle of the oncoming crowd. Surrounding her. Edging closer and closer. She didn’t move; her hands by her sides. An unexpected wind gushed around them. It didn’t stop the crowd, now they could be seen wielding swords, spears and trinkets. The girl was still perfectly still as her eyes glanced left and right as she took in her dangerous situation. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
“My name is Emiko and I’m a survivor” I whispered my eyes still closed. I didn’t move. I didn’t breathe. My muscles screaming at me to run. Get away from the approaching creatures. These were the things that wrecked my life snatching away everything I loved. “I can do this” I thought to myself then I was hit with the past.

The car flipped. I don’t know how I survived but I did. I was flung near the trees, their shadows clawing at me. My mother was near the upturned car; my father however was still in the car. They dragged him out
“Who are you?” they shouted at him.
“John Catesbrooke” he whispered and spat out the blood that filled his mouth. The urge to run to him overcame me but I knew I couldn’t. They dropped him to the ground and he looked at me mouthing run. I shook my head and looked over at my mother. She wasn’t moving. My father followed my gaze. Greif struck his face and he looked back at me. The figures turned back to him “what are you doing out here?”
“I... My wife and I are visiting family”
“Who else is with you?”
“No one”
“You lie” the man holding him pulled out a gun and my father glanced at me one more time mouthing go
“Who else is with you?” the figure asked holding the gun to my father’s head “no one” the gun went off. My father’s body slumped to the floor. Lifeless. I stumbled back in shock. I tripped over a rock and fell to the ground. I was concealed by trees. They couldn’t see me but I could see them.
“Leave her. Nothing we can do.” They all got back in the black truck and drove away. Leaving the carnage and my parents bodies for the world to see. A warning sent from them. This was now war.
“I can do this” I whispered to myself “survive this and I’m one step closer to winning.” I felt something brush against my arm. I reacted. My arm flew out and smashed into the creature. My burning touch sizzled against its face. Any human contact and these creatures burned. It was our defence and their weakness. It was their only weakness. They knew this before we did and they protected themselves well until we worked it out. The last of the humans. Those who can fight. The rest have been captured or killed by these creatures. After a while everywhere went silent. There was not a rustle in the air just the smell of burning flesh. I opened my eyes. The scene in front of me was extraordinary. The amount of creatures sent to assassinate me was double than the usual force. Is that good? Or is it bad? Is the number of assassins sent to for me increasing because our numbers are decreasing? I ran away from the fragments of flesh left from the fight. I had to find Ajay; he would know why their numbers had increased.

I arrived at the safe house. I hadn’t been here in months. After the attack on my family I escaped by hiding in the woods until Ajay found me. He had been hiding like me. We instantly became family for one and other. He too had lost his family but his house was set on fire when they were sleeping. His father and Ajay had gotten out when they realised that his little sister hadn’t followed them. His father had rushed back into the house to save her when the house collapsed. He waited in the woods until the fire had died out. That was when he realised that there was no chance his father and sister survived. We bonded over the loss of our families and together we found the safe house. A few month back I went with four other people to begin the process of taking back our world; I hadn’t seen him since then. I continued running until I saw the house in the distance. I began to walk towards the house; relieved to finally be home. When I noticed the front door open. It had been kicked in and was now swinging back and forth hitting something before bouncing back. I walked in and was traumatized at the scene that met me. Bodies of my friends laid scattered throughout the hall way. Zoe was the body trapped behind the door; I pulled at her arm to move her from the door it comes away in my arms. I fall back over another body. A boy I had never met before laid by my feet. They hadn’t just been killed they had been sliced to pieces. I crawled away from the vacant look in their eyes into the living room where I was met with more bodies of my friends and the ashes from the creatures. I couldn’t find Ajay; I hoped he wasn’t one of these bodies. I walked back through the hall covering my eyes from my friends. I ran up the stairs and saw Tina on the floor blood covered the front of her. I rushed over to see the light fade from her eyes. She was 6 years old. My disgust for these creatures grew even more. I felt physically sick from the state of my friends and from my hatred of these things. I walked slowly to the door of Ajay’s room. It was shut. I opened it; walking in. The room was desolate. Empty. Then I heard shuffling behind me; I turned quickly and saw Ajay.

“What happened? Are you ok?”
“They attacked us. Gassed us first, most of us was able to survive but then they attacked us while we were weak. Swords, knifes anything with a sharp blade. Chopping us to pieces. I was upstairs and didn’t hear anything until they crashed through the door. Then the screaming started. I couldn’t do anything. I was helpless, my friends were slaughtered in front of me and I could do nothing. Tina. Tina wasn’t fighting, she surrendered like we taught her but they stilled killed her. Cut her throat right in front of me. There was nothing I could do. I tried to run. I tried to get away but I couldn’t I just froze; they threw a knife. We are all dead.”
“You’re not dead. Let me see”
“I’m dying”
“No we can get help. Let me see”
“Emiko” he whispered then defeated, he removed the cloth from his neck. “I’m losing too much blood. Emiko leave they’ll be back”
“When did they attack?”
“Not long ago. Go.”
“I can’t”
“Leave me. I’ll see my family again” he smiled “Emiko thank you” they sound of tyres pulled up outside the house. He pushed me towards the window and I sat on the ledge ready to jump.
“Go I’ll slow you down. You’re the last of the human resistance” he smiled and I looked at him on more time then at the ground below me “Emiko?” I turned and his lips pressed against me. I gasped in shock
“I needed to do that at least once” then he pushed me out the window. I landed. Twisting my ankle, I ran. Hiding throughout the trees. They still saw me.
“Get her” they yelled chasing me. I ran for my life. All my training came back to me now. I couldn’t stop. I turned back to see them gaining on me. I ran even faster. My ankle screaming at me to stop; my muscles trying to force me to stop while my brain refused. Then I felt something prick my back. No not this. Then they activated it. I fell to the floor. They captured me. I was the last of the resistance and soon there would be no resistance. No one fighting this alien race. No one saving our humanity. I failed everyone. They would kill me or worse make me watch as they kill the last of my race. The last of the humans. If they were going to kill me I was not going down without a fight. They lifted me in their thick gloves. Protecting their skin from my scorching skin. They started walking bringing me back to their master so he can decide what to do with me. I glanced up at the creature’s soulless face. A mask of cruel colours swirled into one distorted face. I spat at it and watched the burning start. Fire lit up its dark contorted face. It dropped my left side and I turned spitting at the other holding my arms. I fell kicking the ones holding my legs. I landed on the ground hard. My back taking the force. I got up and pressed my hand into the face of the nearest creature, killing it. I did the same with the others. Reducing them to the smouldering ashes they deserved. Then something caught my eye. Ajay in the window. One of the creatures holding a gun to his head. It saw me and smiled; and set the gun off. Ajay collapsed. Dead. The wind went out of me as I screamed in terror. Then I felt a bullet pierce my chest. I went down too. My last thought. Peace at last.

Wednesday, 8 October 2014

books

Hi everyone,

I love reading new books. Each hold a new little world that I can peek into for a short while,
so I've decided that from now on I'm going to read two new books each month and tell you about them.
You can join me on this by reading my posts on the subject under the label bookcentral. Also if you
want to send me recommendations on the books I should read next then write it in the comments in
the next posts. The first book I'll be reading is called forgotten by Cat Patrick.

Saturday, 20 September 2014

The old black door

The stories told of an old black door
scary stories, right to the core
of a crazy man who went in
but now he's in a metal tin.

The door has been shut for twenty years
no reminders but their tears
they say you can still hear his screams
especially in your dreams.

The boy was just a juvenile
not thinking that his mission was suicidal
he ignored the warnings
as well as the people in mourning.

He opened the door
wiping away the gore
changing the past
thinking he would last.

Down the dark black hall
slowly he was reduced to a crawl
but then down came the knife
ending his life.

The stories told of an old black door
scary stories, right to the core
of a crazy boy who went in
but now he's in a metal tin.

The door has been shut for twenty years
no reminders but their tears
but just you remember
you only have one life don't waste it.

Wednesday, 27 August 2014

Hell


The fire that burned so bright awoke me from my slumber. The flames burned through the basement alighting all the bodies that had too been drugged and pulled into this once dark and dingy room now becoming the fiery depths of hell that had been described to us in vivid detail through out our miserable life's. Now it was real. Our hell.


Monday, 18 August 2014

My series


Would you continue to read this? This is the opening paragraph of a series I'm writing and I'm wondering if it would be read if I tried to get it published.


She ran. She ran from the shadow that seemed to be always in front of her. No matter what. No matter what she did. Turning left and right. Trying to lose the shadow, but how can you lose the thing that you can't see? As she stumbled into a deserted graveyard the moon casted a reflection over the graves. She jumped. Missing a grave by an inch but then cut off by the shadow. Turning again and running in another direction to then fall in front of a grave. She stared at it. Not believing what she saw. The grave read 'RIP Sabastian Cedric Dallin son of Cedric Dallin Born 14th June 1856 Died 24th October 1874'. She screamed. "So you've found my grave."


Comment your answer

Survivor writen by Abbie White


There stood a girl in the middle of the oncoming crowd. Surrounding her. Edging closer and closer. She didn’t move; her hands by her sides. An unexpected wind gushed around them. It didn’t stop the crowd, now they could be seen wielding swords, spears and trinkets. The girl was still perfectly still as her eyes glanced left and right as she took in her dangerous situation. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

“My name is Emiko and I’m a survivor” I whispered my eyes still closed. I didn’t move. I didn’t breathe. My muscles screaming at me to run. Get away from the approaching creatures. These were the things that wrecked my life snatching away everything I loved. “I can do this” I thought to myself then I was hit with the past.

 To be continued...
 
This should be getting published soon and when it does I'll post the rest of the story.

It's all a circle


Life. What is the meaning of life? The question has been scrutinized over and over for as long as mankind can remember but when it comes down to it there is no answer.

Many believe that the meaning of life is love. Friendship. Being successful. I don’t believe that. The meaning of life, in my eyes is simple. Life is a never-ending circle, going around and around as generations are born, grow, experience and then die as life wills it.

Many take on the yolo- you only live once- aspect of life. Looking at the world seeing everything it has to offer taking opportunity’s and experiencing  life  as it goes on. That is a good way of life to live but the very word is incorrect. Yolo is wrong as you don’t ‘only live once’ in fact you live every day, you only die once so in theory yodo should be the correct term.

I believe that life should be experienced to the fullest before you settle down in to a straight forward life of having a family, a career and a home. There are many things I want to do in life before I settle down and the first being able to travel the world. To be honest I’ve done a lot of traveling in the short time I’ve lived but I want to extend that. Broaden my horizons so to speak. That is how I feel life should go.

What do you think? What is the meaning of life to you?
Comment below I’d love to hear your thoughts.

Packaging

Why does the smallest thing you could buy has to have the most complicated packaging known to man? Seriously when opening a packet I’m having to pull out scissors, screwdrivers, pliers and any other tool that could help me get under the stupid packaging.

Today I bought some new headphones they came in the most pathetic packaging I’ve ever seen. For a pair headphones it took me 20 minutes to get in to the headphones! I was using scissors, ripping it with my hands (cutting myself in the meantime) still it wouldn’t open. I had to get the scissors under the sealed tight packaging connecting the two cylinder bits.

Cutting a long stressful story short I did in the end get into the packaging and this is the end result: