Liz Remembered

Yes I did. So anyways I have a treat for you guys! A wish list, a challenge and a excerpt from my novel! Oh my! Let's start with the wish list and get that over with~

THE LIST
(for those who just don't know what to do)

Tartan Wallet
Flower Wallet
Fingerless gloves
Hat

(I really need a wallet, so if someone could get me one of those that would be excellent. Also on my wish list are movies and BOOKS. and gift cards. gift cards to clothing stores are wonderful. )

The Challenge

O.K. so quick background: I have to learn how to use defibrillator in my gym/health class this year. I went to this whole ensemble on how people die from cardiac arrest ect. mostly because the people there don't know what to do or even know how to use a defibrillator. So my challenge to you guys is that you go to some sort of class on CPR or defibrillator's. I know that for most of you this will be really hard but I'm just asking for you to attempt because it happens to so many people. So be a cool cat and learn how to save a life~ (this challenge is issued to anyone who reads the blog)

THE EXCERPT
I know you wanted to read this part first =] So this part is about Emily one of the main characters in my novel. I hope you enjoy it and I fixed all the grammar and horrible sentence mistakes but that's about it. So it's not exactly perfect yet. Either way it's one of my favorite scenes so here it is. (sorry about crazy font/size. I can't get it quite right.)

Emily had one day decided she would never eat chicken. This was because she saw a chicken in her backyard once and began playing with it. She had so much fun chasing it and having it chase her for hours. Later that night at supper, the menu was Chicken. Emily refused to eat it. She knew that her chicken friend a few hours ago was now on her dinner plate accompanied with some vegetables from the garden.

"I won’t eat him! He was my friend!" Emily protested to her mother.
What a shock to Emily’s mother, for Emily wasn’t a big talker. She was really worried when she realized that a half an hour had past and Emily hadn't even picked up her fork. Emily was glaring at her plate in defiance. Emily’s mother realized that Emily was seriously NOT going to eat the chicken she had bought at the market. She began yelling at Emily. Emily yelled back, little tears in her eyes.

"He was my friend!" she screamed. Emily's mother mouth went ajar. What was she going to do with such a strange child? So she tried to trick Emily.

"That isn't chicken” she said. “It’s a fish." Emily's eyes widened in shock.

"Chuckles my goldfish that died last week?" Emily said her voice filled with horror. Emily's mother slapped her forehead and began to protest but it was too late: Emily was crying her eyes out, now talking to her ‘chicken fish’.

"I'm so sorry chuckles...I'm so sorry!" She cried petting the cooked chicken breast. Emily’s mother was furious with herself now. She was making this situation worse.
"It's a turkey!" she cried desperately. Emily didn't hear what she said though because she was still crying to her chicken/fish on her plate.

"Emily..." he mother said calmly. Danger. Everyone knows that if someone becomes calm very suddenly it’s very bad. Emily even as a small child knew this. Emily looked up to her mother with wide teary eyes. She sniffled. "Emily...eat your peas..." her mother said with a sigh giving up. She walked out of the dinning roomand into the kitchen. Emily sniffled again. She picked up her fork and did not eat her peas. She organized them on her plate so they read:
"Emily Loves You Still"

Emily left the table and the topic never came up again. From that day on she never ate chicken or peas again.

COPYRIGHT LIZ.
So that’s part of Emily’s story.

~Liz