Rachael Frazier
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The Tall Tale Of Arneas The Wizard
~ There weren’t always dragons in the valley. Once long ago in the medieval age of 1600 a.d. and through many doors, lived one survivor,a gifted young man named Arneas. Arneas wasn’t popular like today. He was a gifted young boy who often pondered, asked what gift was his? Growing up Arneas wasn’t like the other kids, he had other thoughts, replanned voyages knew not nothing but had a battleground heart. One day he would convince the world, convince his mother how he’d make it out alive. This was whether either of them made it out fdeas or alive. Arneas wasn’t like all the group of kids in his living space. When they were off thinking more highly of themselves he’d chose not to think nothing of it, because he knew pride came before a fall. In the picture up above reveals an ice castle with 13 doors.
By Rachael Frazier2 years ago in Fiction
My Confessions
Dear Momma, Today is the day I thought I’d tell ya’ All past screwups Thank God I’m still alive! I want to say I thank God you’re in my life before I drop the beans and spill the FULL teacup! All those displays of help and affection straight care you presented me with, have you know taught me truly taught me something a lot of things! Although we’re at this point, I want to confess to you about something I never shared!!!!! A lot of those confessions really??? So here goes…
By Rachael Frazier2 years ago in Confessions
❤️My Special Moments With Keta Frazier
I made a friend out of Keta! When we first adopted her I’d promised to ever after make friends with her, and the best. It was about four years ago back in 2018 when we adopted her. My sister’s college friend reasoned with us a good price to adopt her into our family. We went to the Tacoma mall krispy cremes to exchange money and dog, and then she became ours! At first, it was a lot of hard work! She would poop and pee everyday on our carpet. We had to purchase a lot of clean up stuff from newspapers to pet dog papers/light white cotton mats that she could pee and poop on . We’d tried everything! Although we were very angry at first about all the poop and pee we had to get up on a daily basis, I never gave up on her! It helped me to remember when we lost our last dog that were on our third and they say third times a charm that’s one of my dreams that came true with Keta. Yes! Keta is a Pure Bred German Shepard! I’d always dreamt of having the girl one so here she is! She was trained by my mom and dad about how to jump over the little barriers, and going to dog park!Go potty outside. Now she’s a PRO! We had a blast! It was one of our first time’s there! I know it was mine. We gave her food and water. Around then summers/ summertime we take her to the dog park. My dad got it into his daily routine of taking her for daily walks. Me I continually work everyday but when I get home I get to see her everyday! The first time I went to dog park with Keta Frazier, she saved my life! Here it is I was wanting to roller blade for the first time down the patron smooth concrete and I veered off into the street Keta was coming to save my life! That’s when automatically I knew I’d built trust with here secretly! She was coming across the street to help me. Instead my mom called her back in the moment at the time. Keta is very, very, new to me! She does ask the things after all these years I’ve wanted my other puppies to do like, sit, give me your paw, “pet me please”, the great howl, and kisses and Huggies. Oh yeah, plus the woof woof in can I get a woof woof. She does it!
By Rachael Frazier2 years ago in Petlife
The Return
Have you ever been curious about something until it becomes a surprise??? We’ll that’s what this story is about. Stay tuned until the end. Raelynn was a missing girl for quite awhile, and no one knew where to find here. There was a reward out for her. So the town of Hillside Creek, Colorado was all looking for her. Raelynn had lived there for pretty much her whole life. My name’s Mark Humphrey and me and my friend Ben and I watching the news at my place one day. It all startled us, but what really questioned us and got us out of our seats was the BIG BARN OWL at the end of the storyline. Was it coincidence? We’d never been moved that day like we were! What kept our mouths in astounding awwe was once again THE BARN OWL!
By Rachael Frazier2 years ago in Fiction
THE GIFT
Life is always good for young women. They start out very beautiful and go on somewhere with their lives. Well when you look at this woman, you see plain lessness. She’s very boring, but inside of her is a gift. She doesn’t know it yet. Soon she will. This woman doesn’t know how DOWNRIGHT DIRTY “men”from governmental controls have had on her. It all happened when Lacy woke up from a bound of chains. Life as we know it was falling apart. This world she was living in was on its last limb of life and it was up to Lacy Montage to save it, unless there was more to come: OUT OF THE BLUE!!!!! In the middle of a Rome,showing up Lacy Montage!!!!!Being held down hostage, with like shot put balls linked to black wired thick Chain links on both ways of escape, Lacy could tell where all of her drum limbo got blocks were starting to come from. Clues of life stuck with her in that locker. Cowardess men who controlled governmental structure,brought Lacy to a cry. “One way or another,…you’ll have to go out with a bang!”she cried. Wether me… or you!!! Lacy shot the man in his back, with a tear flushed face. She knew what she’d done, and didn’t want the feelings of guilt to sit with her. After all she wasn’t a murderous woman. She got fight technique from her mother. She was all she (Lacy needed) back in her LIFE once again. Lacy was thirteen years of age, who now had become a woman of fight and defender. She liked surviving “tough guys, “she was very strong. Mentally and physically, and took NO as not an answer. She always defended her country and the capabilities as she grew older. Lacy growing up line Pathways. After being LOCKED UP to the chain liked Pathways. After being chained up to the chain linked balls, and having shot the computerized man who set her up Lacy had the courage to get her aching body up that had a stream of blood flowing out of her knee-cap. She patched it with a gauze pad from a clergy man named Kirk. Kirk was all she had to clued to fulfill what her mom had promised her. Still-(everlasting life), the core of Lacy’s heart said,… chop, chop.. I need to get there ASAP! I need to endure, and push forward, move on after all of this! I believe I can past any mechanism that tries to try FULL FORCE on me!!!!!
By Rachael Frazier3 years ago in Fiction
The Outside
I will never forget the one summer with myself, I flew to Georgia. At first, I felt like I didn’t fit in because, after always being used to fitting in a certain way…. and always feeling accepted in… the was a new awakening!!!!! Having always been, “heavily supported,” I was thinking the day I arrived I’d be well taken care of! Not! It was a HUGE warning regarding my race, was my first impression?! At first I thought I was up against my own worst, “ enemy”!!! It was my cousins new fiancé Joey. The year was 2001. So I was visiting Georgia. Georgia is my home state supposively. I was born there. This was all a wrap when I went there one summer!!!!! I was eager and more than excited at first to see my cousins!! Plus my aunt and uncle. Everybody was one happy family again. The only Problem was the credentials and entitlement the fiancé was getting?! Fighting had occurred frequently between me and him. We hated one another’s company by a long shot. It was too way different backgrounds trying to settle in the middle, at the same time! What bothered me was left unsaid. Basically I was repping a city like lifestyle with a ton of “ghettoness,”and tainted expression smothering me which at the time led to The Country Lifestyle! I wasn’t excited about it one bit. We hated each other’s guts. I didn’t fit in because I was black, by now I could tell, it was because he was white, and in the South, and they I’ve learned don’t play that mess. I would get hung he’d always say. It would bother me…and toil inside of me a lot. Enraged in anger. As I hold on growing up in Spanaway Washington, which is country to me…I start to grow a tougher skin, but I realize by now he Joey was from a wholeness of avenue, which since then I come to terms with! It’s hard to do, but I put myself through understanding to get to that point. This being a time, I didn’t fit in!!!! It helped mme to see myself in a different light.Back then,…. I had young ghetto mentality I want to say… and a terrible poverty mindset. Not to justify how I fitted in,which still needs work, until this day,..I would change where I have lost views, a load of friends, but it was all for the better! Anyways back to not fitting in. I felt bad! Here it is this (newby) was getting attention that I was not getting????? I felt the pressure each time I encountered him. We hated each other’s guts and for the first time I felt out of place. I know now, but ( Joey) would say things to piss me off or make foolery out of me! Some of the summer…and my cousins redemptions were in return treating me I’ll,I felt change had occur, to look at things for the better! My cousin Nikki was awesome, and what started out being the worst summer and me having the bad feelings of not fitting in took its FULL toll on me! So, I ended up enjoying it, maybe even crushing on (Joey), it was the best summer ever, ever spent! What had went from wrestling matches between us two turnover for the better! The things that I’d never encountered like…. 4 wheelin, dancing with him, & taking memorable photos, grew our relationship to taps! We’re cool now, but before then we just wasn’t. Since then…I’ve had my full rounds about the South. It’s harder living down there , then up here in Washington State. Every state has an exciting thing about it. My cousin Nikki and Joey, now have kids and I believe he is to this day, trying to become a better man. For me I am working on retiring, but leaving that door open for better new and improved beginnings.
By Rachael Frazier3 years ago in Confessions
My Most Passionate Expression
MY EXPRESSION WITH PUZZLE ART Hi my name is Rachael and growing up I always had a passion about expressive art! One year at a family barbecue towards the ending of the get together my auntie Tali showed me something so inspiring!!!!!!! To anyone else it would be boring, but to me I found something to live off of,by now! She my cousin Jackie had puzzles of expression, and tons of them! Nature, trees, beautiful nature,I was inspired by the landscape in her puzzle art books! So that day I secretly went home to create my own. The year was 2003. The next year I started puzzling. I’d put together I assembled 1,000 piece Simpsons photo mosaics puzzle!!!!!You know the one with the Homer Simpson’s and a donut. Since then I’ve assembled over 22,000 pieces and adding to that. Im inspired to do more art projects! So my current project is Noah’s Ark which is 1,000 pieces! I could differ. Sometimes I pick and choose and I like to change it up trying different puzzles out! Since I work for The Defense Commissary Agency, which is my Dream Job, I’ve been able to donate some of my puzzle art to the commissary FRAMED!!!!!!Ive always wanted to do that. To me puzzles remind me of team work and unity,and when one piece is missing, it looks like a wreak happened. I use puzzles to spend my personal time in isolation in a peaceful and very quiet time I need with myself as I turn on some inspiring quiet music and I try to express each piece with my full great expression! Sometimes it’s hard to choose which one I want to assemble. I kind of get caught up in thinking but the plan I have must continue. Involving fiskars scissors, I like once my puzzles are done being glued or sealed I like to add pictures from magazines or foods or even glitter to the beautiful puzzle. To me, it’s a touch of fun and excitement with exceptional and excellent decor! I’ve been puzzle packing puzzle collage art “ which are now on my walls, since 2004. Soooo,over 17 years! It’s fun…I find passion each time I complete one. That’s 17 years of commitment for expressiveness. If I can quickly share with you my puzzle stash it consists of many,many, many,many more on my (TD) list! I have SIMPSONS photo mosaic eating breakfast at the table as family, Homer in bowling, which is also a photomosaic! The beautiful Marilyn Monroe photomosaic puzzle in black in white. I have foodsie puzzles, collages, Disney, puzzles, all the way from Peter Pan, Beauty and The Beast. I have a good ammount miscellaneous like music, millennials, 1980’s Another food collage!!!!! The 1980’s is based of the decade I was born in. The pictures are very inspiring!!!!!! For example I like the idea of being an autopilot, so I bought a Star Wars spaceship puzzle and applied for airforce job,just to say that I tried and had a passion for it , which (one ) of the many,.. I still do! So all the puzzles I just listed I want to finish!! Definitely on my TD list! So I looked at myself over 17 years of puzzle assembling!!!!! My plan to donate goes a long way. I plan to donate works of my art to other institutions and “wellknown” places to continue my legacy of life and to be remembered that way, inspiring some young man or young woman like the way I’ve been inspired! I plan to donate works of my art to The state hospitals I live in with people of all ages! Some of these places can include The VA , Marybridge , Touchstone life center, & the church I attend inTacoma! All this because I love my expressive art so much! Ive affiliated or incorporated my Dream Job as a Store Associate with my passion for puzzles and puzzling! Since I donated that artwork of puzzles to work I have been trying to stay consistent with it. Until this very day I’ve been puzzling and I hope, never stop! I’ve joined over 5 puzzle groups, ( online) which is amazing I also got invited to be in the worldly puzzle “competition “Championships they have each year, and we talk everything puzzle! Just coming from a place of isolation with puzzles, I get my passionate fix! Coolest thing, there is a movie out about puzzles too! Check it out! It’s called: PUZZLE! Glad I could show you all and express to you my most favorite craft I’m most passionate about!! Nothing can change the way I puzzle…puzzle on!
By Rachael Frazier3 years ago in Motivation