Hello my fellow readers,
For this past week, we have been creating our own characters that are based on our imaginations, no inspirations, no copying. Just your mind. We were able to create our characters digitally or on paper, around our character was the characteristics of it. It won’t be basic information about them, it had to be more deeply detailed. If you were to say “He was experimented on” you’d have to go on detail on why he MAY be experimented on.
After all that character making and information writing, we had to create a writing to describe them with all of the information you put around it. This writing won’t be full on describing them like “he’s got big brown eyes, short black hair, wears glasses” we would use them creatively in a sentence.
Here is the story only if you’d like to read it.
Kenn, it is a rock made by someone called ‘Stewart Hudson’ Kenn is made with red cotton string that is taped to his skin and his eyes are made of glued googly eyes but sadly his owner passed away due to glue poison. Kenn has been living a tough life ever since his owner died, but it had gotten easier ever since pebble the foot came into his life. If you are wondering how pebble the foot came into his life, here is a long story short. It had started off when his owner had been buried with his chihuahua called ‘Kent’ Kenn was basically all alone until he looked through Kent’s toy box. There he found Pebble the foot. Pebble went alive when the next 4 days passed. We think it is some sort of prized possession in a store that nobody ever talked about, you know? Like a possessed doll or something. Or maybe it was because of Kenn who’d prayed every single day to have him come to life.
One day on August 14th, it was his birthday. Well it didn’t go as planned because his best friend had gone missing. Kenn just woke up and boom his best friend wasn’t by his side, his heart beat FASTER than ever, he almost blanked out. He thought to himself “what would I do if my best friend isn’t here anymore? I lost everything that meant everything to me.. The only thing I have is this house, but what am I gonna do with it, I don’t have a job, I’m a rock, they won’t employ me for a job, otherwise if they do, I don’t know what they’re thinking”
Approximately 4 hours had passed, it’s already 4pm. He’s had time to wait and unfortunately he’s reached his limits of waiting, he thought that there would be no more time if he waited, the only right thing for him to do is to actually go out and find him. The only worst part is they live right in the forest. Kenn walked outside the door, then he started walking. He looked through tracks carefully and little bushes. He was precise at doing that, he was as fast as a cheetah though because the sun would set at 6pm. As he walked forward, he felt like something was following him. He looked at the concrete path and to his surprise it was a shadow of a foot. He turned around and it was a Pebble, he missed pebble so much. Pebble didn’t though, only because this was a setup since it was his birthday.
At exactly 6pm Pebble led Kenn to a birthday party location, as they were walking, Kenn was so amused by the entrance trails. It was so well decorated. Once they got to the outdoor venue, to Kenn’s surprise there stood others that he didn’t know of, he thought to himself “I think those are my best friend’s other friends, well this gon’ be awkward” As they sang him the happy birthday song, Kenn waddled towards his cake like a penguin.
They had the party going on for almost 6 hours, they returned home after all of that crazy fun stuff that happened. Except Kenn was NOT happy at all, he was so devastated to find Pebble not by his side. He hoped nothing like that’ll ever happen ever again.
They lived the longest period of their lives, but now they are on their deathbeds. They’re happy they lived those lives although it was hard to cope with the problem they’ve had in the past years, especially when their owner had died. Pebble and Kenn wish and hope to see each other once again in the afterlife since the times they spent together was incredible!
Conclusion:
I enjoyed doing my writing because all these ideas had snapped in my head pretty quickly, sooner or later I was able to create a pretty big story. But what I enjoyed more was to create the character.
Thank you for taking your time to read my blog.