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A Disney Halloween

On Halloween morning, at the break of dawn. Two mice arrived at the airport without even a yawn. Excitement filled the air, for this was a special Day! These two mice were headed to a magic land far away…. "Disneyland awaits!" she said with a smile full of glee. "As long as we don't have to wait in line." he said "That's fine with me.” Disney bound, with a spring in their step the couple couldn't wait to arrive and reveal their secret that was well kept... “We”re not just any couple wearing mouse ears.” he said to anyone who’d listen. “We’re getting married!” she exclaimed and the excitement in her eyes glistened. They bought tickets right away and off they were into the park. “This is the best day ever!!” she said loudly with an exclamation mark. California Adventure was the first on their to-do list. “Soarin Over California is my favorite ride!” he reminisced. Because it was Halloween, they didn’t arrive with ears on their head. They dressed up just like little kids do, but not like the living dead. Instead they were Queen Elsa and Indiana Jones, what an odd pair! Many other Disneylanders would stop and stare! So on that wonderful halloween night, Indiana Jones and Queen Elsa walked down the street hand in hand. Nothing stopped them from having fun, for they were in Disneyland. Carsland itself looked just like the movie, It made Queen Elsa and Indy feel quite groovy!

Hollywood Tower of Terror was so scary they only rode it one time, "Once is enough!" Queen Elsa said with a chime.

Indy winced and grabbed his stomach with a sigh "I need a break, where's my whiskey and lime?”

Pumpkins lit up the streets like great orange baubles, A wonderful remind of the next holiday; Gobble, gobble, gobble!

Space Mountain was empty as can be…. "Maybe it's the fact that it's Space Ghost Mountain...." wondered he.

Indiana Jones was such a blast, It blew the Pirates of the Caribbean right off their mast!

It was time to leave, and oh they were so sad. But they were looking forward to the next Disneyland trip that they had. "Until we meet again, Mickey!" She said with a smile. "We'll be coming back in a little while!" Halloween and Disneyland was such a treat, They would never forget walking down the beautiful pumpkin Main Street. "We must go to Disneyland on Halloween every year." she said with glee. “Okay honey. Whatever you say.” said he And they strolled down the street, hand in hand reminiscing about the wonderful adventure they had. Indiana Jones, Queen Elsa, Birthdays, Halloween and more! Being in Disneyland is never a bore. Space Mountain, California Scream’in, Pirates Ahoy! Halloween in Disneyland will always be a spooky joy!

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Ghost Adventures-inspired workout 😏😂🙌👻💪

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Im going to be so fit after the end of season 9!

Fury

The Florida everglades, rich with exotic vegetation, breathtaking sunsets and clear clean beaches: the perfect place for monster. It prowls in the darkness, concealed beneath the water, a murmur, a phantom. With a jaw bursting with dagger-like teeth, it creeps along, startling unexpected innocent newlyweds on their honeymoon, idle afternoon fisherman, and runaway dogs from their leashes. Its raw instinct urges it to hunt, to feed, but it waits unwearyingly for the right moment to strike. This antediluvian fiend, with its sinister tail and malevolent eyes never ceases hunting. It settles in the deepest, darkest parts of the boggy water, hidden from sight until its quarry crosses its path. This predator doesn’t just hunt for food; it hunts for the joy of hunting. Its dark, crimson red eyes glow from underneath the watery mangroves and its razor sharp claws dig into the muddy floor of the swamp, ready to spring at any moment. This creature is not one of earth, or of another planet, it was brought up from the fiery flames of the dark halls of a forbidden land, a dark defender from an unknown world. It is possessed by the arrogant greediness of the human race. All of the worlds disgust, fury, insatiability, and jealously have taken over its soul, like a parasite in its host, the only thing it sees is darkness. Stalking, lurking, hunting, it silently glides through the eerie waters,, waiting for its prey. A bird chirps lightly in the trees, Its head snaps, clicking its teeth, the bird flies away, feeling the presence of evil in the low afternoon light. It growls softly, a sound so frightening that it makes the very earth tremble. A man sits by the edge of the water, preparing a string for his fishing pole. It slides effortlessly into the water, running its black, decayed tongue over its razor teeth. As it hunches for the attack, the man moves. Unable to control the dark passenger, It leaps forward for the kill, missing by inches. The man shrieks, flinging himself out of the way. As he runs, he realizes that he dropped his Timex watch in the water, but he doesn’t care, he has gotten away, and that’s what counts. It continues to attack the bank, swallowing everything in its way. As it realizes that it missed its prey, it howls into the everglades, a bloodcurdling sound. It storms off, not realizing the Timex watch, tick,tick,ticking inside of its stomach.

A flash of red, followed by the screaming of an upset, underpaid store clerk, a teenage boy runs for his life, holding his prize; a stolen Snicker Bar. He sprints into the everglades, laughing at his triumph, his red shirt flapping in the breeze. As he settles down to eat his prize, he hears It, tick,tick,tick, shrugging he ignores it and opens the candy bar. Tick, Tick, Tick he turns around, the last thing he sees is the flash of sharp teeth, the smell of decaying flesh, and the red glow of an eye.

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A Tale of Curiosity

Sofia Anderson stared at the small wicker basket feeling very confused, and quite befuddled. Just two days before, her pure bred Siamese Miss Anya Fluffington had given birth to five ordinary kittens: little balls of white fur with tightly closed eyes. It wasn't until today that Sofia had detected anything extraordinary about them-or just one. At first she thought her eyes were playing tricks on her when she had peered into the basket this morning and had seen four kittens instead of five. Anya seemed quite unperturbed and continued to wash her kittens. Every once in a while though, she would give the blanket underneath her a cursory lick. Sofia thought that was quite anomalous, but it was probably just the over cleanliness of a nursing mother cat. The fifth kitten was probably just hiding underneath Miss Anya’s tail. Years of being an experience cat breeder told her not to worry, so she didn’t.

The woman didn't really see any reason for alarm until one afternoon when this nonsensical vanishing act happened again! Once again, Sofia found herself looking at four kittens instead of five, and then she saw it; in the fold of the light green blanket in the basket was something green and fluffy with a tiny pink nose. It was then she realized that this little green fluff ball was the misplaced kitten. She vigilantly picked up the minuscule green kitten from the basket. It gave a high-pitched mew of objection and instantaneously it’s fur trans-morphed into the precise color of her hand; a grayish pallid flesh tone. Shocked (and frankly, quite befuddled), Sofia took the kitten to the vet, but the he was just as perplexed by this particular feline’s octopus-like behavior and watched in open mouthed bewilderment as the kitten turned the exact same shade as his stainless steel examining table. Despite this rather odd trait, the vet gave the kitten a clean bill of health and advised Sofia to be sure not let the kitten wander outside the house.

The kitten, whom Sofia had named Lady Coral di Briareus proved to be simultaneously challenging and frustrating to take care of as she grew. Within in a few weeks, she had evolved from the tiny fluffy newborn to a stealthy, curious, ever-getting-into-trouble kitten. She was continuously disappearing-or more accurately- blending into her environment. There was often a time where Sofia would be walking down the hallway, only to hear a yowl and feel claws bite into her ankle as she accidently stepped on a perfectly hidden tan-as-the-carpet Lady Coral napping. Sofia had a strict no cats on the counter rule. The other kittens desperately wanted to know what was up there, and Sofia was forever trying to discipline the little fur balls. It was easy to spot the fluffy delinquents, as they were white and the counter was maroon. Coral though, unlike her brothers and sisters could hop up onto the counter no problem at all, turning deep red as she went on with her mission to discover the unknown.

Despite her exceptional camouflage dexterities, Coral still bore resemblance to a Siamese right down to her almond shaped indigo eyes, which were the only thing other than her nose that didn't change color. Sofia finally put a little red bell around Coral's neck so she could hear her coming when she was tearing around the house like the unholy offspring of an octopus and a Tasmanian devil. Most of the time she was a multicolored blur that dashed across the living room, toppling everything from the morning mail to Sofia favorite books. By the time Coral was a year old she was like any other cat of her breed, fine boned, muscular and strikingly handsome whether she was black, red or green. Coral's favorite place to nap was on Sofia favorite pink knitted

" Lady Coral," Sofia would scold, "A purebred Siamese would be a lovely shade of brown, black, or even cream. I don't think a shade of fuchsia is exactly the right color for a cat of your legacy."

Coral would only look at her with her bright blue eyes reproachfully and then she would meow plaintively before leaping to the carpet turning from fushia to tan in a split of a second before running off into the next room.

Coral just like any other Siamese and had an unquenchable inquisitive curiosity and developed a fascination with the great world of the other side of the door. Every day she waited at the door for Sofia to come home from work. She would meet her at the door along with brothers and sisters, pushing her way forward to catch a glimpse of this strange yet forbidden world. On one summery day in late May, Coral finally accomplished the incredible: she made a break for it, successfully slithering underneath Sofia shopping bag and bounding with a leap into the new world. The only indication she had ever been there was a flick of a green tail as she bounded into the grass.

" Lady Coral!" Sofia shouted, more panicked than annoyed, she would never be able to find her if she strayed too far from the house. Sofia searched till it was dark and she still couldn't find her beloved little cat. After an extensive evening of searching, she returned home disconsolate, and speculated if she would ever see Coral again. Weeks passed and there was still no sign of Coral, it seemed as if she had evaporated into thin air. The area around her neighborhood seemed quite lacking of a color changing cat.

Summer turned into fall and it was one of those days between the seasons, where the weather hadn't decided to be pleasant and fair or icy and frigid. The house felt incredibly lonely, for Sofia had just sold the last Anya’s litter to the family down the street. Fall was always a sad time for Sofia, not only because it reminded her of when her own children went off to school, but also because marked the end of breeding season. Mrs. Anya Fluffington wouldn’t have another litter until the following spring. Sofia was getting her mail from the young man who brought it every day when she noticed something inquisitive about the hat that was unceremoniously draped on the cushion of his drivers seat. She thought it was a bit unusual for a seemingly high quality fur cap to be in the possession of just a mere mail man, but then months of experience living with a color changing cat made the curious seem more like the normal to her. Hoping against hope she pulled a cat toy out of her pocket and shook it softly. Suddenly two bright blue almond shaped eyes peered at her from the vicinity of the mail man’s car, and then she heard the soft jingle of a bell. The mailman shouted in surprise as Coral jumped off driver’s seat and launched herself into Sofia waiting arms.

“ Oh Coral, My dear Lady Coral di Briareus where have you been?" She cried. Coral answered by turning an alarming shade of purple to match Sofia sweater. Sofia chuckled as she embraced her vociferously purring feline. Sofia supposed she would never know where Coral had been, because cats (even ones that changed color) are notoriously good about keeping their secrets. As Sofia turned to walk back into her house, she ignored the chide comments from the mail man about her “purple” cat. Coral was home now, and it wasn’t until she had vanished that Sofia had realized how much she missed having her around. For, no matter what color Coral was, she would always love her.

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A story I wrote about a very unique cat.

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Here is a link to my creative fiction writing blog. I would love to hear some feedback about my stories!

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Could Bradley Cooper don the iconic Indiana Jones fedora and whip?

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This was too funny not to reblog!!

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Brad Pitt, Jennifer Lawrence, Merryl Streep…

There is no Hollywood.

There is only Kevin Spacey

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Sometimes when I am home alone I like to dress up in my old sparkly blue prom dress, and walk majestically around the house pretending to be Elsa in her ice palace.

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