I've always enjoyed creating, whether it be art or stories. I've enjoyed creating art from a young age and have worked in a variety of schools. I adore anime & cats. Over the summer we adopted baby Tsuki/Tsukihime, my moon princess kitten.
The Tale of Water and Melon
There once was a time when a first grader decided to spontaneously rename me. During my student teaching this little boy seemed to feel a rivalry with me. He was never disrespectful, but he always seemed to feel the urge to outdo me. It was almost like he saw me as an older sibling to surpass. Honestly, it was humorous. It wasn’t something that occurred every day.
Origins of the Queen of the Sea
Sofia colored contently at the table, immersed in her work with a gentle smile on her face. Serena assisted by working on one of Sofia’s backgrounds for her story. Sofia had made great progress on her story since the first day. Serena wasn’t sure how long Sofia planned on making her story, but the cast was rather large. The background scenes were growing in number, too. No matter what it ended up being, Sofia’s story would be fun without a doubt.
Love Is My Superpower
Sofia worked quietly at the table, happily drawing and coloring with the marker located next her. Her makeshift folder made from taped paper was brimming with her creations and materials of paper, popsicle sticks, scissors, and a glue stick. She adored arts and crafts; they were her favorite. She didn’t understand why most of the other kids always wanted to run off to the gym—it always got incredibly loud in there. Sofia shuddered; she wanted no part of the noisiness. She smiled to herself; hanging out with Serena by herself and sometimes with a couple other kids suited her just fine.
Diego's Big Escape
“This is Diego!” a small voice suddenly chirped. Serena turned around, surprised to suddenly have a child tugging on her shirt. While unexpected, Serena internally shrugged and decided to learn more; life was always more fun with surprises. She turned around and saw two girls. One was holding a Macaw Beanie Baby up, as if to show it off. “Oh, nice to meet you, Diego.”
Hallows' Eve Spooks
Dense fog hung ominous and heavy in the air, shrouding the forest surroundings in a cryptic haze. The wind howled, sounding like wailing wraiths. Barren branches rustled like scraggly fingers clawing the air. The calls of hooting owls heard resounding in the distance. The luminous moon loomed overhead like a smile full of wicked intent. Goosebumps materialized, crawling their way across chilled flesh. A potent energy festered in the atmosphere, which would cause one’s stomach to lurch. The air was charged. Something was bound to happen—one could just feel it.
Serena followed Karissa around like a devoted puppy or like a little duckling after its mother. It didn’t bother Karissa, although it took some adjusting—it was so different than what she was used to. Actually, that wasn’t completely accurate; the following didn’t bother her, but the swirling rumors from the other kids did. They started lumping Serena into the accusations, insinuating that she ate kids, too—that’s the only way she could tolerate the presence of the monster, the Lone Wolf. Indignation burned in her stomach at the false allegations. Sure, they weren’t true about herself, but Karissa didn’t go out of her way to interact with others. Despite the fabricated nature of the claims, Karissa could at least understand how one might believe it. The same couldn’t be said about Serena. She was way too pure. Too innocent. She radiated sunshine. How the other kids could lump her into a “monster” status, dubbing her a fellow child-consumer was unfathomable. Did they even have functioning eyes? She heaved an exasperated huff. Did the brains housed in their thick skulls work at all or were they merely just for show? The flock mentality of people was rather tasteless.
Tsuki is quite the superhero. She arrived on the scene when we needed her the most this summer. Our fluffy kitty companion of thirteen years suddenly got ill and passed away at the beginning of the summer. It left a massive hole in our lives and hearts. Our home felt empty and despite knowing that she was no longer with us physically, we would often search for her. It was a difficult transition. The end of July came around and in waltzed Tsukihime, the nutty, tiny kitten with a massive personality.
Sweet Dreams (Serena)
Serena sighed happily, swinging her feet as she sat on the wooden bench. She was thinking about Karissa, her bestie, again. Karissa was a precious soul. Granted, she was rather serious, but she was kind and loyal. Serena couldn’t ask for a better friend.
Sweet Dreams (Karissa)
Karissa had always loved the peaceful fields. A field was a place where she felt calm and at absolute peace with the universe. Nature acted as a soothing balm for her weary soul. She stretched, basking in the sunshine and admiring the chirps of birdsongs.
2020 Changed Everything
The year of 2020 was a gamechanger for many reasons for many people. Life hasn’t been the same since. It felt like a wake-up call, and I’m sure I’m not the only one that heard 2020’s call. 2020: perfect vision. Much came to light, and it could no longer remain hidden.
Tsuki: The Precious Kitten Full of Love and Healing
Little Tsukihime, Tsuki for short (‘tsuki’ being ‘moon’ and ‘hime’ being ‘princess’), may be small, but she is mighty. A whole lot of love and healing came our way at the end of this summer in the form of one tiny, adorable kitten. Our previous kitty companion of 13 years suddenly grew gravely ill and passed at the beginning of June. It hit hard. It was completely unexpected. A void was left in our home, and nothing was the same. We would anticipate seeing our former fluffy cat waiting for us at the window like always or greet us in the morning for cuddles and food, but she was no longer here to do so. As anyone who has lost their furry companion can tell you, it hurts, and no words can adequately describe the sense of loss. Needless to say, it wasn’t a particularly fun summer. Tsuki wouldn’t stand for that, however; she found it unacceptable.
The Ken Saga
It all started with a doll. It was a joke; it wasn’t taken seriously by any of us—we just wanted a laugh. We never expected it to grow into the great shenanigan that it ultimately evolved into. Granted, it’s hilarious, but it was never our intent. We were simply looking for a fun way to pass the time and be creative.