Saturday, September 15, 2012

The Language of the Elves

 I decided to do something fun on my blog and to stop feeling sorry for myself soo...... prepare yourself for.. THE LANGUAGE OF THE ELVES!!!
I shall put the elf letter under the english letter if that doesn't make sense just comment and I'll try  to  explain it better.

A   B   C   D   E   F   G   H   I   J   K   L   M   N   O   P   Q   R   S   T   U   V   W   X   Y   Z
O  D    Z   Y    I   C   Q   J   U  S  M   T   L    V    E   R   P   N   B   F   A   X   H   K   W  G written by Lenuoj Ronmin

See it's simple.... Kinda.. Now I'll teach you to write it so lets say your name is Elizabeth what you would do is find the english E and right below it is the elfen E which is I so the first letter of your name would be I in elfen so you keep on doing that untill you've spelled out your name so the name Elizabeth would be Itugodifj. It can be confusing and hard to pronounce. Now I'll teach you how to decode, so the person would wrote the elfen language is named Lenuoj in elf to find out what it would be in english you look at the elf L and look right above it to find it is M in english so if you continue doing that you would find out that in english Lenuoj is Moriah which is my name! Comment below on what your elfen name is!
P.S. My birthday is in 4 days!!!!

Sunday, September 9, 2012

The Day I Met Her

I was running home from school one day, hoping my package had come. I felt like I could go no faster. But I knew I had to if I wanted to check the mail before my borther got home from basketball  practice and took it. Suddenly I stopped. There She was. The Wind Woman. My mother had told me the story about Her and how only a very few with the mark of the silver leaf on there hands could see Her. At the time I hadn't believed her, but there She was as clear as day by the tree in a yard blowing the leaves. I stared at her for a while not believing my eyes, then She looked straight at me and walked over. But She didn't walk like you and I walk because  you could not see Her feet but Her dress seemed to glide over the ground. When She came to me She held out her hand and opened it slowly, I gasped. A silver leaf was inside Her hand. "Take it." She said and her voice sounded like leaves blowing in the wind, so of course I took it. I put it in the center of my palm and it seemed to melt away into my skin. When I looked up She was gone. I walked slowly home staring at the mark of the leaf on my hand. When I came to our mailbox I decided to get the mail but, the mail was gone. Oh no! Adam must have gotten the mail already, and my package! I thought angrily as I walked up the driveway to my house. When I came in Adam came running down the stairs with my package in his hands. "Look what I got! Your precious little package!" Adam said tauntingly.
"Uh huh." Was all I said, my thoughts going back to Her. I could tell my brother was surprised. Usually when he took my packages I yelled at him and chased him through the house. I walked up the stairs with my brother staring blankly behind me.
"Oh... Well then here." He said handing me my package. "Thanks." Was all I said. As I came up the stairs I saw my Mom ironing shirts for my Dad. "Hey sweety, how was school?" Mom asked smiling. "Fine." I replied.
"That's good. There's supposed to be a really bad wind storm tonight."
"REALLY!!??" I nearly screamed.
"Yes, yes, no need to get so worked up about it."
"Okay, well I'll be in my room."
"Okay, sweety."
To be continued...

Friday, September 7, 2012

She

This is a poem that my sister wrote and I wanted to share it beacause I think it is absolutly beautiful.


It twas in the meadow when I met her,
She was as calm as the sea,
   She was as fierce as a bear,
She was as beautiful as diamonds,
   She was ugly as an ogre,
She was my friend and enemy,
   She was as small as a mouse,
She was as large as a giant,
   She was as happy as a flower,
She was as sad as death,
   She was death,
She was life,
   She was as sweet as sugar,
She was as sour as a lemon,
   She was as bright as the sun,
She was as dark as a shadow,
   She was, is, and always will be,
The Wind Woman.

Monday, August 13, 2012

Rain cloud

As I told you yesterday I took photos with Lauren and she said I could put them on my blog even though she put it on her blog and edited because I was in it! So here it is! You can also see it here on http://introvertsintroduction.blogspot.com/ . Can you believe that's me, except no head... Hehe... Yeah so any way. Lauren is also going to send me a picture of myself since I don't have any. Well yeah.

Friday, August 10, 2012

The Tears of the Phoenix

An original short story by Moriah Parker
                                                                The Tears of the Pheonix
                                                        
           I once met a pheonix when I was younger, but I met it in a dream. I remember what my dream was like, I was in a forest but then suddenly the forest around me caught on fire I remember I was afraid, that was when I first saw it. The pheonix was beautiful but yet you could tell it was extremly powerful but it was crying and where ever the tears fell a beautiful red flower that looked as if they were on fire started growing. The pheonix looked up and saw me it then picked two flowers and came to me, it turned one of the flowers golden and turned it into a necklace and gave it to me, then it gave me the fire flower. The last thing it gave me was a vial with a few of it's tears in it. It then spoke to me saying "Young girl, you must use these gifts wisely and not for your own gain."
                 I woke up just seconds after it finished speaking, I sat up in my bed and I saw I was wearing the necklace it gave me I then looked around and saw the fire flower in a small vase and the vial next to it. I quickly got up and looked out my window and I saw a small red bird, the bird then flew away. I will never forget that day.



I hope you liked my story, and sorry if there were any mistakes I mean I'm not that good at writing.

Thursday, August 9, 2012

The Rose

An original poem by Moriah Parker
                                                          The Rose
                                                      A spirit is born,
                                                      In the morn,
                                                      She walked around with glee,
                                                      and where the sunlight shines,
                                                     A rose spourts from her steps.

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

First post ever!

Epp! This is my first blop post ever! I suppose I should introduce myself, my name is Moriah I have two brothers a super amazing and awesome sister, an awesome Mommy and Daddy a big dog, a phsyco cat and my own little angelpuss kitty MINDY she is adorable, soft, sweet, orange and white and she all my own little kitty and I just love her! Now I shall  tell you more about me and my family, I am the youngest Nicholas is nice and has glasses, William is super sweet and almost always plays with me, and my sister, Lauren is about to go to college and she helped me make this blog soo thanks Lauren! My Mommy has gone through two shoulder surgeries and is recovering, My Daddy likes to fish and grill. Check out Lauren's blog too http://introvertsintroduction.blogspot.com/ it is super awsome sause! I have to mention my bestest friend ever Clara and I email her all the time and I want to say thank you Clara for always being there for me! Well I suppose I should wrap this up soo please comment or email me at moriah.parker@hotmail.com