Aussie’s Comments (group member since Apr 27, 2014)

Aussie’s comments from the Pass It On! Writing group.

this is only the beginning ..

she felt helplessness eat her alive, and didn't know what to do. "what does this mean?! ", she thought.

"you will change me back for I know where you keep your viruses, and I'll let the germs for "loose heads disease " get all over you and let your head loose if you dont! "

He fed her nothing but bats, raw bats, and then she grew fangs.
That day was the day for revenge for her.
" you inhumane, crazy brat! I was the most beautiful being of all and you mad science freak ruined my LIFE!
how DARE you do such things to me?! I was little and i thought i was helping eventhough it pained me, but it turned out to be one of your inhumane experimients!
I want EVERYTHING back or else i'll use what you have made of me against you. i'll chop you with my fangs and i'll crack you're bones into pieces, and finally I will drink your cold , cold blood! You took my mother away and never got her back. You never gave me love. You never gave me a family. You never gave me education! You turned me into a beast , and now I demand my self back!" The girl was so furious she grabbed her "father" from the neck and almost choked him to death, but she needed him for now, so she gave him a second chance.

The scientist was shivering like a baby when she was half a meter away from him, but he still held his piston at the queer creature. When he decided to fire he realized something in her eye (not the glass one:)), and remembered every thing .
The girl was his daughter 25 years ago. She was his "experiment rat" as he used to call her, and he did numerous experiments on her.
She had a glass eye because, he needed it once for disection.She had a gold tooth, because he took the real one off when he was making tooth powder, so he gave a gold one instead. The purple hair was because of the chemicles he tried on her, which burt her hair and then purple hair grew. He left her on the street once and never came back, and she lived there since then.

after she smiled the mad scientist realized she had the most horrifying fangs. He jumped away, held his piston and told her he would fire, but she seemed careless of what he was saying and walked closer and closer to him.

She had purple hair, a gold tooth, a glass eye, and was dressed in rags.

that person turned out to be the crazy scientist who created that crazy world. that world was one of his projects built on a spec! he saw that violence was everywhere, and things weren't alright, so he shrunk himself to try to work things out . the whole project was illegal, by the way, but he told no one about it.

and so were the aliens, so the war was put to an end by the destruction of one of the fighting sides.

during the war , when someone was hurt he would bleed blue blood and emit smoke from his head . No one could breathe smoke, so they started thinking of a resolution to stop war.

all the aliens in the universe united to help the poor habitants of earth

how odd humans are! it took them to be aliens to think about serious solutions for every environmental crisis in the world and really try to solve each and every single one. that would stop the smoke and the other lethal gases from being emitted so that they can breathe normally and adapt to their new life.

that is what only the hopless believed. people who really believed no cure was available were the only ones left with no cure because if thier belief, but hope led others to a bright side of life. day by day the hopeful turned more and more human.

, because the alien spell wore out. they had to hide their identity the rest of their lives!

since they met they went on many adventures together. They not only helped , but also protected one another from any threats.

couldn't fit **

they built triangular doors and triangular everything, but there was a problem. now some people could fit in those doors nor in the other triangular places!

but because she was made by aliens, she was hid whenever she was in danger. But once.....

and that is always right
for when writing a story
you feel true glory,
but ONLY when you're out of sight