Christmas Advent Blog Stories, Daily Kittens Life Style

Christmas Blog Stories – Kittens First Christmas – What’s happening? Why is there a tree in our view?

People say we should of calmed down by now according to granny but not us; in our own rights we are the most opposite you can ask for, we cause mayhem in so many ways that you can ask for and aunties boyfriend can witness first hand that we are the most mayhem cats ever.

You’ll be amazed how many times we pulled the Christmas Tree down since Saturday. Well Sooty did anyways and it’s not even Christmas yet. I got sick because I swallowed piece of ribbon and got all of the attention on which Sooty didn’t like. Then again I didn’t like it when Sooty came in and I got jealous because she wanted cuddles too with Auntie.

We both made up though because we did our usual scare each other making each other jump, play fighting and what not. For us though with all these strange things that have entered into our space that we never thought off is exciting and fascinating.

The most exciting thing is that we have a tree that we can climb on to gain our strength, explore, play with the Christmas Decorations as they are nice and shiny. Great fun to be able to explore when we are just curiosity kittens who haven’t learnt to calm down yet. Will we calm down? I think not! Well who knows but I don’t think we will be though because it’s who we are. We hope that there’s lots more for us to explore to expand our horizons in the way we want to. Along with keeping everyone on their toes as well.

Written By Lizzy Johnson

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Christmas Advent Blog Stories, Daily Kittens Life Style

Christmas Blog Stories – Kittens First Christmas – What’s happening? Where are these cards coming from?

What’s happening? Where are these cards coming from? Granny got mummy and auntie to help her to change the sofa covers from the ones we have arrived to which were grey/creamy colour to now red. We look good against it apparently according to mummy. So now we have to trade mark that now the red sofa covers because we haven’t seen them before.

Mummy and auntie have been playing these weird songs like something is coming but not sure what it is so we just leave them to it so they stop playing the strange songs. Granny once said that she has to think careful where to hang things because we can cause mayhem and we are starting to reach up to things and reck things. Sooty once looked up to see where the possible options are and stared at the window that opens.

Auntie is designing something that looks weird with material for someone but how and what are these weird looking things. “I’m surprised you haven’t nicked them as the look like socks to me” replied Sooty “but at least I…good point” answered Ebony knowing that her sister was getting her own back on her.

Written By Lizzy Johnson

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Remember the fallen

Remember the fallen – Armistice Day – 100 Years since World War 1 ended 1918-2018 – “Everything changes”

You say you wander in your own land but when I think about it I can’t see how you can. You’re not million miles away from home aching, breaking seeing the pain in each other’s eyes. We all changing in what we have seen in front of us and I don’t know why this is happening. 

There is so little time to try and understand I’m truing to make the move just to stay in the game of this. They say we would be home for Christmas but that’s been and gone. I try to stay awake just to remember my name; my old life but everybody changes, and I don’t feel the same anymore. 

I read you’re letters I can feel that you have gone from here to the point that your memory will soon disappear. Fading into the beautiful light because everything and everybody is changing and I don’t feel right or the same anymore. 

Written by Lizzy Johnson

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Daily Stories Diary Entries, Thursdays Diary Entries

Daily Story Diary Entries – Thursday (25.10.18) – “I can still feel your ghost”

Tell me it’s not been 24 days almost a year since yesterday since I moved on from your death; I thought I was over you last night because you told me to move on but there was no way of getting over you tonight, no matter how much I tried to make the best of what we can of what was left. I had almost felt like I was ready to move on.  

I can still feel your ghost walking walls and it’s calling my name every night. I must be feeling lonely down here. I can still feel your ghost touching my face telling me that you’re happy now that you’re in peace; you are always going to be in my heart, it was time for me to let you go but I wish that you were here. 

All things will pass because you told me that but as I watch the stars on a cold winters night it’s bringing me back to you. I don’t know what day it is no more. Could someone tell me what day it is? I don’t think I can see the way it is no more. Just as I think I was getting better now I’m so not; until someone came into my life that changed my life around, I think I’m getting better now and I can still feel you’re ghost walking through the walls like it’s calling every so often. Just to let me know it’s okay for me to let you go. Sometimes I wish you were here. 

I can feel your ghost every time the anniversary comes near; they understand the loss of a love one, I can still feel you’re ghost and I hope you’re happy now that I have let you go but I just wish that you were here. 

Written by Lizzy Johnson 

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Daily Stories Diary Entries

Daily Story Diary Entries – Wednesday (24.10.18) – “Going under”

Now you’re here with me at my bedside; I will tell you what I’ve done for you like you never really think I didn’t, I’ve cried fifty thousand tears with all of the screaming, deceiving and bleeding that I did for you. Yet you still don’t hear me needing you.  Don’t expect me to hold your hand this time because I will save myself this time; maybe this is a lesson for me maybe I just wake up for once, not having to torment myself daily and be be defeated by you. Just when I thought I had reached the bottom of my lowest point; I know that I am dying once again, with all the pain that you put me through. 

Now that I’m going under because I’m drowning in you with everything that you say or do; the fact that I’m falling forever not sure wether I should break through this pain that I’m going under, with all the blur and stir of the truth and the lies that you caused. I don’t know what’s real and what’s not anymore. I’m always confusing my thoughts in my head because of you I can’t trust myself anymore.

Now that you are panicking because my plus and heart beat is dropping I’m now dying again with all of the pain that you caused; you should of realised that I was self harming once again, the day you met me when I tried to kill myself and now you changed. I’m going under drowning in your negativity; maybe I should wake up for once I’m still falling forever, and you’re not rescuing me. 

I’ve got break through my pain so go on and scream at me because I’m so far away that knowing I’m stronger than I was. I won’t be broken again by you anymore. I know that I’ve got to breathe because I can’t keep on going under again. All because of you I’m going under. Drowning in you and your abusive words. I’m now falling forever in this deep dark hole that you created I’m going under. 

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Daily Stories, Daily Stories Diary Entries

Daily Story Diary Entries – Tuesday (23.10.18) – “I just want to be happy”

Someone once told me many years ago as a child that you have to choose; either you win or lose because you can’t have everything, so don’t even bother taking any chances through life at the end of the day you might feel the pain and don’t use love in vain. This is because love won’t set you free but I just can’t stand by the side lines anymore and watch my life pass me by because I’m so unhappy but the safest that I could be.

As I cry out to you in the night sky asking so what if it hurts me? So what if I break down? How will I know if this world throws me off the edge when my feet runs out of the ground. I got to find my sound, I just want to hear my sound of laughter because I really don’t care about the pain that’s expected of me. I just trying to be happy. I just want to be happy. 

Holding on so tightly because I don’t want to let it go but as I’m playing my role it’s starting to slowly disappear. All these days feel like they are just the same; just different faces, different names I just want you to get me out of here but I can’t stand by your side anymore and go to speak I have to watch this life pass me by. Yet those questions keep on coming back to me; what if it hurts me? What if I break down? What if this world just throws me off the edge? Will my feet run out of ground to walk on? I just got to find my place, I want to hear my sound, I don’t care about all the pain in front of me. I’m just trying to be happy. 

So if there’s any turns that I can’t see in front of me I’m a stranger on this road; please don’t say I’m a victim, please don’t say anything at all. I just want to be happy. 

Written By Lizzy Johnson 

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Daily Adventures, Tom Kennedy Series

Daily Adventures – Tom Kennedy Series – The Vision Of Time – Part 4 Finale

A shrill cry echoed in the mist as it started to settle after the bonfire had gone out; Tigger still bothered about the man that had Tom, who is that man she asked around to see if anyone knew who he was and it wasn’t long until he came to find her. 

“I better introduce myself…my name is Bernard Classic friends of Stanley and Fred Kennedy, work in the Kennedy Department and at the school run by the Kennedy family. Last but not least guardian of Tom Kennedy since you’re parents have given them the dream. I was informed when you were born by the chief that night of you’re parents have died that you were his protector and his observer” he winced in pain 

She could see the pain in his face and how much it hurt. She couldn’t say anything as she felt nervous; he could sense it, his face relaxed a bit feeling a bit guilty introduce himself in this state and well he couldn’t help it he knew this was going to happen sooner or later. 

Both either of them spoke there was shrill cries echoing through the mist and woods; someone came in with Tom his face lit up as he saw Tigger, he tried to say her name but in the end gave up and said “Tiggy” he was reaching out for her to hold him. The lady said that he had been requested to see you and be with you. Bernard said it was impossible for him to do that with his needs. The lady gave Tom to Tigger before she gave Bernard a sharp snappy comment “Do I have to remind you Bernard that I am a Native American women; I have brought up all of the Kennedy family since before you were born and since you were born, and don’t get me started on your family ancestry Bernard.” 

Tom and Tigger were taken back by the old lady when she snapped at Bernard; ‘how old is she then?’ Thought Tigger she really doesn’t look the age of knowing or dealing with the Kennedy family or Bernard’s family. “Now we will sort you out before you sleep. I don’t know why you didn’t come to straight away to me….” They both Tom and Tigger could her still telling Bernard off until they could here them no more. 

“Come on buddy. He’ll be back soon because he wouldn’t leave you out of his sight for a second” she said.

She had laid Tom down on a comfy straw bed in between her bed and a spare bed next to Toms for Bernard when he came back. Bernard came back saw Tigger a sleep but Tom was wiggling in his own bed; he whispered “come on you…you should be a asleep” 

He laid down next to Tom before he rested his own head on the pillow he caught Tiggers face in the shimmering candle light; her make up had run down her face, she had been crying herself to asleep. Bernard looked at Tom with a massive big grin on his face; “don’t give me that look Tom; don’t even think about it, fine…you are your fathers son” he whispered, so he gently got up moved his bed around to Tiggers moved the wood and joined it into one making it into a double. 

Somehow manage to put Tom in the middle of them both feet and put a strong protective charm over them and Tom proof charm even him himself couldn’t get out off. Tom felt relaxed and happy that he had brought them close together he fell asleep. Bernard just about to fall asleep when he felt Tigger cuddling up to him not sure whether she knew what she was doing or not he wrapped his arms around her to keep her safe. 

Written By Lizzy Johnson 

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