Literary Devices of the Week!!!!! Similes, Metaphors, and Cliches!

A look that could stop you dead in your tracks is it not? I look as cthonic as a demon don't I? It is the polar opposite of me for in this picture I look as though I'm going to bite someone's head off! My hair looks as dark as night and my eyes as piercing as a sewing needle. Yup, a look you should pray is never directed at you. If it ever is I have a few words of advice...RUN FOR THE HILLS!!!! O.O You'll thank me one day...

ADVENTURE!!!!! Little me is on a quest to find a new world just beyond her living room couch!!!! Not even bedtime would stop me! Equipped with my plastic "John Smith" helmet and sword and over sized hoodie I set out to the far corners of the living room! I was as determined as a race horse just about to cross a finish line to get to my unknown destination. That's when I bumped into this strange device I am now staring at! My curious eyes sweep over the device and my sword, clutched tightly in my chubby little hand, is the friend that will ward off the attacker! *Click* NO! She got me and I am now doomed to remain in this position as a picture forever more! After her tiresome adventure the lone adventurous wolf is now hungry. Next mission, COOKIE STEALING!!!! NINJASTYLE!!! >:D

I Loveles Bunnies <3

Well...I really don't have a point for writing this sooooo I'll just write :)

I thought about writing this because when I was REALLY little I had an imaginary friend That was a bunny. Except he had wings on his head...what can I say? I was an inventive child!

He kept me company a lot and when I started kindergarten I remember being bullied by people who thought I was talking to myself. They were a bit older than me and used to swat the air to try and hit him.

This used to unset me greatly because ever since I could remember he had been there. They only laughed more when I tried to stand up for him and in the end all I could do was try to ignore them.

I wasn't a very social child either so for most of Kindergarten it was only us. I would sit down on the table to the far left of the playground and laugh as he flew around and chased the birds. I wasn't lonely. I had him and thought I always would. I was happy.

I had no desire in making other friends but he was the one who encouraged me to interact with people and eventually I made some connections. The more I began to talk to people the less and less he would come around until finally I stopped seeing him altogether.

I cried when he left me and wished for him to return but he didn't. I comforted myself with the thought that he was with another child that needed him now more than I did and that helped me stay happy. Sometimes I wish I he would visit but what can I say? There are lots of lonely and scared kids out there and I'm proud that he's helping them like he helped me. I'll never forget him. My first best friend and one day I know he'll stop by. I just have to be patient. I KNOW he won't forget me, like I haven't forgotten him. :) I believe in him!

ThE LiTeRaRy DeViCe Of ThE wEeK...ePiC!!!!!

Here I go!!!!!!!!

1.) To me, an epic is a poem that tells a story about "hero" in the writer's eyes and tells us their story in an exciting manner. I also enjoy them! <3

2.) Focuses on a hero: "Begin with the clash between Agamemnon-The Greek warlord-and godlike Achilles" (Lines 7-8, Iliad, Homer)

The deeds of the hero are presented without favoritism, revealing his failings as well as his virtues: "Achilles chest was a rough knot of pain/Twisting around his heart: should he/Draw the sharp sword that hung by his thigh,/Scatter the ranks and gut Agamemnon,/Or control his temper, repress his rage?/He was mulling it over, inching the great sword/ From its sheath..." (Lines 198-203 Iliad, Homer)

The main character or protagonist is heroically larger than life, often the source and subject of legend or a national hero: "And Achilles, strong, swift, and godlike..." (Line 129, Iliad, Homer)

3.)

This was a series of pictures from the graphic novel Bleach by Tite Kubo and now I shall explain what is going on. You see this was a fight in the manga between Kaien (The man with the spiky black hair) and the hollow (bad spirit that eats souls) that possessed his wife and killed her. However in the middle of the fight the hollow possesses Kaien and tries to kill Rukia (girl) but Ukitake prevents it and tells her to run. At first she hesitates, not wanting to leave Kaien's side but one more shout from Ukitake and she automatic runs, crying and apologizing to her precious mentor and friend, Kaien.

As Ukitake is fighting the hollow he realizes that since Kaien and the hollow are both spirit beings they can not be separated so he attempts to kill "Kaien" before the hollow eats it's way out of him however at the moment Ukitake was about to administer the killing blow his sickness gets in the way and he is unable to control his coughing. The hollow seizes his chance and tries to escape into the woods and Ukitake wills himself to chase it only for him to see Rukia in the path of the hollow. She had come back despite his orders to help her friend. Ukitake goes as fast as he can towards Rukia to save her but he realizes in despair he'll never make it. "Kill it!" he yells as Rukia stands there, sword unsheathed but unable to move. At the last possible moment she stabs her blade into her beloved friend as his blood splatters on her cheek.

Still shocked at her own actions it begins to rain and Kaien, in his dying breath, thanks her as well as his captain for allowing him to fight with honor until the very end. Moments before he dies he holds Rukia tightly and apologizes for what he put her through. His hand drops from her and he dies. She squeezes her eyes shut and pulling him close to her she cries loudly, feeling as though she deserves no thanks for her cowardice to save her own skin.

The reason I chose this was because to me it explains an epic scene in which Rukia, the main character, feels extreme emotions. This scene, I believe, shows her strengths as well as her flaws because while she saved her friend and set him free she believes that she is a coward for doing so. She doubts her actions and sees herself as a coward rather than the hero she really is.

Another reason I chose this was because of the battles depicted and the dramatic look of it. As Rukia holds her unsheathed sword we wonder if she will go through with killing it or if she'll let the hollow go because it has her mentor's face.

There is an epic battle going on both physically and in the heart and mind of our main character and these are the reasons behind my picking these pictures.

Every1 Likes Puppies...(well most anyway)

Me again...but I thought of something...I have a strange wish to be a puppy now...everyone I know loves them and they're always getting hugged and petted and I envy them. :( Sad and strange I know, but have you ever just wanted to be hugged or told you're loved but been to afraid to say anything? Yeah...I know I have a lot...I guess everyone somewhere deep down just wants to be loved, we ALL want love in some way, shape, or form. This is a fact no one can deny...

A Blur In My Memories...

I feel that writing about this might make me feel better so I'll go ahead and get it out...a few days ago I remembered something that I should never have forgotten. I remembered someone I had not thought about in 9 years and for some reason when their name came to mind pain resounded within the depths of my heart.

I cannot say I remember much, I mean I can't even see their face clearly...it's merely a blur that never seems to fully vanish. It's so strange when you remember something as simple as a name and all of these thoughts and memories just seem to flood back. To tell you the truth I'm kind of afraid to remember more...I have a feeling that something bad happened to them but I don't know what and it kills me.

I sound pretty insane don't I? I mean people just don't forget people like that do they? Did I invent him...? Maybe I really am crazy...? I guess I'll never know...but if I did just make him up why would I have memories of him putting me in my brother's crib to tease me...? Or why do I remember a photograph of this person playing pin pong with my mother...? It's all just so complicated. Why did he leave? Why didn't he come back to see me like I remember him saying he would...? "I'll come back to play with you later...I promise I'll come back."

If that was true why are you still gone? When will you come back and play with me?

Please don't judge...

A Strange Kind of Smpathy

He fell in love with you

But he fell alone

Fell into the pain

I don't know

If he fell in love

And fell in love alone

Does that mean

I will too?

If I fell in love with you

Would I soon know

The pain he knew

The same pain I don't know?

How confusing words can be

When written by one

such as me

Lonely, confused, Falling

Little me

Sad, Pathetic, Unworthy

Me

Unworthy of you

Unworthy of your care

Unworthy of your time

A waste of your air

I know I'm not worth it

I know I'm not fair

I know I'm not brave enough to dare

Too say those three words

Those three words that can mean so such

And nothing at all

Those words that hold the meaning

Of a heart I cannot have

Your heart

The one I cannot possess

The one thing I want most

The one thing so close

Yet so far from my reach

Maybe your happiness

Doesn't lie with me

And if that's the case

Can I still keep you near?

And if you're ever sad or lonely

Or need a friend

I'll always be there

To chase away the fears

To wipe away the tears

To keep you safe

And give you love with no price

You are my flower

My princess

My friend

And no matter what you say or do

Just remember

I'll always be there for you.

~END~

Please don't judge...