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Snowfilled WishesHamato Magdalene was shocked when her mother told her who she would be staying with. She knew her mother really meant who was going to babysit her, which didn’t make any sense since she was a whole seven years old now. She could watch after herself now. She was a kunoichi...at least, one in training. And it wasn’t like anything could happen to her. Nothing exciting ever happened at the old farmhouse. And on the possibility that something did happen, all she had to do was travel the tunnel that her dad had dug to her uncles and grandfather.
But that wasn’t the problem right now. Her current predicament was convincing her mom to let her stay by herself. At least she wouldn’t be alone with her Aunt Karai...
Maggie had known her aunt for as far back as she could remember. Her Aunt Karai had moved into her Uncle Leo’s life romantically back when she was two or three...she wasn’t for sure, but it was forever ago. And although Karai had been present, she
The Monster Inside: C10: Sacrificing Everything Donnie slid up the abandoned subway station. He no doubt would not fit through a manhole, so he had to go a more direct route. As he sniffed the air, he realized how much New York City stunk. With his now heightened sense, he could almost break down anything. Garbage, motor oil, perfumes, flowers, all of their scents mixed. It was disgusting. And that was saying something- he lived in the sewer.
An odd smell wafted into Donnie’s nose. It smelled foreign, and yet familiar. It was the smell of evil, and it stank like petroleum. It was the Kraang.
Leaping out, Donnie quickly scaled a building. He raced across it, running as fast as his legs would carry him. He ran like a beast, not like the ninja he once was. Instead of elegantly gliding over the city’s rooftops, he was bounding across, making more noise than he cared to admit.
Worse yet, he knew his brothers were on his tail. &
The Monster Inside: C9: The Bet of His Life The jolt that shook Donnie revived anything in his body that had failed from the Kraang’s latest experiment. He took in a gulp of air before sighing. Why wouldn’t they just let him go already? Why did they have to continue this? Why couldn’t he get any peace? Or any relief in the least?
The Kraang chittered a little bit, no doubt discussing the effects they had on him. He was exhausted, near the point of passing out, and starving. Did they not understand that people on Earth had to consume things? Or were they merely doing it on purpose?
Slowly, they filed out, and once again, all the lights were shut off. Donnie was alone in the dark, completely and utterly alone. But at least he had the chance to rest. Rest was vital.
Donnie cringed as he tried to shift himself. The chains still bit at his wrists as they always did, and the slightest motion made them cut his skin. Or
The Monster Inside: C8: Back From The Dead
Donnie was completely alone, the room dimly lit. He could hear Mikey’s stifled cries as Splinter cared for him, no doubt having to stitch up where his claws had dug in. As he glanced down at the hand that had grabbed Mikey, he could see the drops of blood on his nails. There weren’t really nails though, they were almost like talons. Talons that had almost ripped his little brother’s arm off. He had almost...almost killed him. He had...with his bare hands...
Donnie collapsed to the ground, leaning against the container that held him. He began to cry, and he slammed his head backwards hard against the glass. How could he have done this? And to Mikey...that was his little brother. Just as Leo and Raph were his big brothers, he was Mikey’s. And he hurt him...more than just hurt him...he had scarred him. He scarred his little brother...his little brother.
It wasn’t long
A Guide to Writing DialogueWhat is dialogue, exactly? The definition from Merriam-Webster’s dictionary was several lines long, so I shall summarize it in a short sentence for the sake of the readers; it’s the writing that illustrates conversations between two or more characters in a story. We read and hear it all around us, but creating it in your own work can be a challenge. However, if you find dialogue an obstacle in your writing, then don’t push the panic button. In this tutorial, you’ll find by analyzing what dialogue can do and how to use it, you can turn your greatest fear into your greatest ally in your story.
What dialogue is
Like I’ve asserted before, dialogue is basically what the characters are saying to each other. It can be found in multiple mediums such as books, movies, comics, video games, etc. We even engage in dialogue daily without even thinking. When you talk to your best friend, a co-worker, or even your dog, you create dialogue. It’s exchang
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