His Secret: A Short Story by me!

He had a secret. He had the truth. He had another wife.

Johnny was in his dark blue bathrobe, sipping his black coffee with three creams and four sugars. He was ready for another day with his pregnant wife. Until something turned his smile into a frown. 

He was reading the newspaper when his cellphone rang. It was a blocked number. He answered anyway. “Hello?” he answered.

“Johnny? It’s Bella. I’m pregnant. I’ve decided to come back home. I’ve taken a break long enough.”

“What?! N-no, you can’t come back!”

“Why? I love you! I’ve made my decision! I don’t want to raise this child alone. I’m coming back.” 

Johnny pulled his hair in frustration. “You can’t!! I thought we broke up! You expected me to just wait for three frickin’ years?!”

“W-wait… Johnny, does this mean you are with another woman?”

“Bella, I’m married!!! My wife is six months pregnant!!!!! We are having a baby girl!”

Johnny immediately hung up on her and put his phone on ‘Do Not Disturb.’ He started to cry. Why? Why did Bella have to barge back into his life when his wife was six months pregnant with a baby girl?! 

All of a sudden, he realized something. His face turned white. His stomach dropped to his feet.

He never divorced Bella.

He shrieked as loud as he could into one of his pillows. This couldn’t be happening. He decided to just keep Bella out of his life somehow. Ignore her. Don’t let her step into the house. Keep her away from Lily (his current wife). Nothing could go wrong, right?

                              ~~~~~Three Months Later~~~~~

“Babe! My water just broke!”

Johnny had his wife at the hospital in no time. He hadn’t seen Bella and he was relieved by that.

Until he saw another woman who was going into labor rushed into the hospital. Bella. No, Johnny thought. This couldn’t be happening!
                            ~~~~~~Author’s Note~~~~~

Hey guys! This IS actually a short story, it’s gonna have like two or three chapters. I’ll be posting more soon. Is it good so far? Not my best but whatever. Don’t know when I’ll post next chapter…. Not sure. Thank you and goodnight! (It’s night where I live.)


If I Had $100,000…

If I had $100,000, I honestly don’t know what I’d do. It would be pretty hard to decide. If I bought a bunch of books, I would probably never read them. I obviously would get wants, not needs knowing me.

 I think I would get a lot of stuff that costs money on my iPad. Like, for instance, that $5 Dance Moms Secrets app. Dance Moms is a reality TV Show you might have heard of… Or not. I haven’t had time to watch it, but I really want to. That’s why I should get the app. At least it tells me all of the stuff behind the scenes. Oh! Wait! Duh! I’m so stupid! I could get the Lifetime app and it would let me be up to date on the episodes as long as I pay. I am full of stupidity. 

I’d get the $100 stuff on all of my favorite games. I’d get premium on spotify. Stuff like that.

Now, electronics are important and all, but even if I didn’t read any of the books I bought, I’d probably still be living in Barnes & Noble. I mean, a writer’s gotta read, right?

FOOD. FOOD. FOOD. FOOD. FOOD. That’s all I have to say about food. Junk food, of course.

OMG. CLOTHES. I would be at the mall 24/7. No joke. I love shopping for clothes. I wouldn’t even have to shop on Black Fridays! Wouldn’t need to. No Cyber Mondays either.

Oh, I could get a mansion, a butler…… Gosh, I’m getting excited over the impossible. 

But it’s still a dream. And we are allowed to enjoy dreams, right? Sure, it may be impossible…. But then again, you can never be 100% sure. Anything could happen.

Why I Write

I write because I like the feeling it gives me. The feeling it gives me is power. The power that I feel makes me feel unstoppable. You write WHATEVER you want. Like, for instance, when I write stories. I can control the characters and what they do. I can control the time. I can control every single thing that happens. I can control what people feel. And in real life, you cannot do that.

I would not want to do that in real life because then you would know what would happen and everything would go your way. It would be almost…. Boring. Like, I would expect things to happen and they would. Life should be full of disappointments. And happy moments. The point is, if no one made mistakes, what would be the point? We learn from mistakes, if we never made them we wouldn’t learn! 

So, that’s why I write. The power. It would be really boring if it were real life. I can make the mistakes. I can make the characters make the mistakes so it is right. Plus, you can make money off of it! (Kidding, kidding. But you can!) Your stories have an impact on people. They could make you cry, laugh. They could be so good that they are made into movies.

Sometimes I feel like I am so unorganized. I start stories and then seek new ideas and get bored of the ones I am writing, and I want to stop. But I always feel that I should finish up the story, just because it makes me feel guilty. It stresses me out. I get stressed out easily. But I must finish what I start when it comes to writing. When it comes to anything, really. But especially writing. I love writing. It means so much to me.

That, my readers, is why I write.

Boring Books

I have a HUGE rant about books……. See, I get really impatient. So, I want a book to be good from the beginning. I want it to pull me in immediately. But most books that people say are really good, I don’t end up reading because the beginnings are B-O-R-I-N-G! BORING! I can’t stand it! I want to talk about the book with my friends, but they are patient. They read the whole book. I want a book that pulls me in immediately. Any recommendations?

What I Do While I’m On The Toilet 

What do you do when you’re on the toilet? Well, I’ve heard of a game called Toilet Time. I don’t play it, though. I will usually bring my iPad into the bathroom. Sometimes I’ll read. Maybe I will play a couple of games I highly recommend. Geometry Dash, Roblox Mobile, and there is more. I might be here on WordPress, Evernote, or Wattpad. I also might play music, I’ve done that before. I’ll watch YouTube, Netflix if I’m already watching it. What do you do when you’re taking a dump? Aloha!

PS. I feel like this post sounded choppy. I just thought it would sound better and a little bit funnier that way. Any advice, I’m open!

Paper Towns: Book Review

Hey guys! First book review! Hope you like it! Paper Towns is the book I chose because it is just everything you want from a book. It’s romantic, emotional, hilarious, it is all you could get from John Green. Now that I think about it, I guess it’s what I want out of a book. I’ll be talking about the parts in the story. It is divided into three parts I’m pretty sure. 

Part One is Strings. And let me tell you this: It is very funny. I’m telling you right now, from the beginning to end, it is just funny. Margo is so clever, and Quentin is just scared. In Part One: Strings. Together, they get revenge on all of the people they hate. It is hilarious! “Your friendship with Margo sleeps with the fishes.” And they literally put fish in their house! Catfish, I’m pretty sure. Part One is so adventurous, so suspenseful! Yet so funny. That’s how John Green is, you know? He’s funny yet he could make you cry. With his beautiful works of art. I liked how they shaved Chuck Parson’s eyebrow off! In the first part of the book, it’s all about their adventure to get revenge. It’s ridiculous. RIDICULOUSLY AWESOME! 

Part Two is The Grass. This was more of an emotional part, I think. It almost jerked out all of my tears at the point where Quentin just sat and cried. Screaming. He loved Margo. Still. But Margo was just looking for adventure. At the time, I wasn’t sure about the love story that I was hoping I’d get, but there’s always hope right? Anyway, that would’ve been a good ending to this paragraph, but that’s not all. I was reading an article about how John Green cried when he saw he scene of when Lacey and Quentin sat in the bath tub and talked. I didn’t think it was sad or dramatic in the book, but I haven’t seen the movie yet. The book is always better, but this time I’m thinking the movie might be. It was also suspenseful when they met Gus and his friends. Well, it was suspenseful at first. They didn’t know who was coming! They were petrified! I think it was a little emotional when Gus and his friends were telling all about how they used to “explore” with Margo. They would say how pointless they thought it was that once she entered the room, she would just sit in a corner and write in her notebook while they went and found things and explored. I wondered, What could Margo be writing? She’s such and interesting person! I hope we get to read it!  

Part Three is The Vessels. Road trip! Woohoo! Love it. Let’s find Margo! Her parents don’t give a crap about her, but we do! Anyway, the road trip is divided into hours. Which hour was my favorite? Ummmm….. It would have to be Hour Three (or was it Hour 2?) when Ben kept complaining that he had to pee! Or was that every hour? Anyway, I was afraid Q and M wouldn’t kiss! But they did. It was dark. Their eyes were open. It was amazing.

And…. That’s it! How’d I do? Scale from 1 to 10? 11, I hope? Okay… Byeee! Going to Disney tomorrow! I’ll have a post on it by next week! Byeee!