The 13th Hour

Today is my Birthday. I didn't have an oven that works. I wanted a cake. I didn't get it. I made pudding with cookies in it. No bake non surger treats. It was good. I am ok. No one said Happy Birthday to me. I'm not used to that. No problem though. I'm not a child. I feel invisible. And silent. No one can see me scream. I did upload a video of my icebox and stray friend to YouTube. Well I love the food and pop I bought myself. So Happy non_un Birthday to me.No I did not have balloons either. 

Pitch Blaqk Cat

Happy National Black Cat Appreciation Day everyone! Do not fur get to pet a cat today. I love all cats. 

Remember kids

1. Always be nice to all cats

2. Cats are not responsible for your crazy life. Do not refer to a black cat as bad luck.

3. Always give your cat a treat and a hug.

new story ideas

I am just jotting down some random storyline ideas. Not sure what to do with it.

Silk fan

Story 1 or part 1

Fireflies and pixies held flower petals like fans and danced in the air like ice-skaters on the moon.

It was the moon harvest and that meant a great festival for the moon Queen Luvana Octavia.

The nights preparations had consumed most of the weeks prior to. The entire Forrest came out to play.

On the evening of October 30 , the Queen held a Two day event. 

Every woodland creature had made masquerade mask out of Forrest berries, faded leaves, nut shells and their best intentions.

There were 3 things that took place on this event that would change history and their futures forever.

During the event, the Queen was given an invitation by a secret admirer to a game. The signature of admirer, did not mean ( I love you ). It meant I admire what you are. The game was silent to everyone there. Only the 

Queen could follow the clues. 

If she refuses to play along, or if she loses, most of her kingdom will be destroyed. If she wins or as she plays throughout the night, she would receive gifts. 

The point of the game was to literally command the Queen and play puppeteer boss with her.

The next event was to realize that the person the Queen held dearest to her heart, her brother was behind this scam.

While gnomes, fairies, frogs, squirrels, raccoons, birds, butterflies, bees, turtles and rabbits danced, drank and ate wild feast. The Queen walked around looking for the hidden gifts.

The Queens brother was pissed off that their father gave her everything. Her brother being obsessed with power, wanted to find a serious way to play boss over his sister. 

He had become so obsessed with her that he gave up his own life just to chase her around, threaten her and force her to do anything he wanted.

The next event was that the Queen will meet a man that she will eventually fall in love with.

Her pathetic brother will go insane with envy because he is already in love with the man who will never love him, the way he will eventually love the Queen.

Part 2

The Queen will realize that she has to start a war and defeat her brother and his goblins to save her kingdom.

The Queen will wait until after the death of her grandmother, so she never knows the pain of losing her grandson.

The Queen falls in love and believes she has found her soulmate.

Her brother allures the young man into the woods and kills him.

The death of the young man breaks the Queen.

The young man's mother a gypsy witch believes that the Queen is guilty of killing her son. She wants to start her own war. The witch becomes friends with the Queen's brother.

The brother tells the witch that they both want the same thing. Because if they fight together against the Queen, then he gets the throne and she gets revenge. The witch has other plans. She wants to take over the kingdom altogether. She keeps her intentions hidden from the idiot prince.

The witch lives in the Forrest with her vulture and rat collection.  The vultures and harpies do whatever the witch wants like dogs on command.

Part 3

When the witch finds out that the price lied to her just to use her so he can defeat his sister, she is furious in the most insane. 

The witch plays along and is kind in a creeper way to the prince. She hates him enough to hate his Queen sister too.

The witch goes to a dark Forrest warlock council. She pleads her case and asked that they start a different war. A war of worlds that would take over everything and everyone.

The warlock council looks into the matter. They decide the Queen is innocent. They will not bother her but they decide to put the prince into a nightmare that her cannot get out of.

When the Queen hears of this, she wants to give her brother a second chance but she cannot save him.

Her army is of innocence and cannot defeat black magic.

The Queens army consist of pegasus, bears, elves, rabbits and song birds.

The warlock army is a deck of cards in comparison.

Complete full house

Dragons, witches, wizards, goblins, hogs, snakes, warlocks and poison ivy.

Part 4

The Queen has no choice but to allow her brother to be taken. The warlock council gave the Queen one year to say goodbye to her brother before they promised to come for him.

The prince tells his sister that they should find a begging fool, dress him as a prince and let the warlock council think they have the real prince. The Queen will not do that but she thinks maybe her brother could just run away.

The grandmother is so old, she just stares out the window and cannot talk. The prince dresses his grandma up in a masquerade mask and costume to be a prince. 

During a party he throws while the Queen is away, he lets the mother  witch take the grandmother. Under false pretenses of course. The witch is so full of rage, she cannot wait for the council and she kills the prince with a dagger. As she is frantically stabbing at the prince, the mask comes off. The witch has accidentally killed the grandmother.

She is even more mad and not remorseful. The witch hates them all.

When the Queen comes home and finds out what her brother caused and did to their grandmother, she falls into a deep despair of depression.

She finally hates her own brother enough to kill him. 

The Queen goes to the warlock council and she tells them to just get the horrible prince out of her kingdom. She helps them finally do away with her problem.

The end

please vote for me

Hi again everyone who reads these. I got a text from the horror contest. So I'm here begging for votes. Well I am not begging but I am asking. So

Please vote for me! You will have to copy paste or type the url manually.

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creative perception by Jessica singleton

There are people in this world who see what they do as an excuse to how they feel about you. It's more like the cruel language of insanity. Worse for the victim they become obsessed with. 

There is a man with a suitcase from his past. 

He walks fast.

There is a woman on a jet plane.

She has the advantage of time travel with the speed of light. 

She has no where in particular to go today.

She can enjoy her time with the ease of comfort.

The man finds her advantage in life to be a Peircing obstruction of justice due to his own jealousy.

He has found his tiny bunny to show off his fangs to.

blue journal by me jessica singleton

Short Story idea by me

Blue Journal by Jessica Singleton

Side note to reader

This is a fictional story idea. It has not happened to me and it will NOT happen to anyone else. I was going to enter it into a writing competition but I changed my mind. By writing this, I do not give anyone in the universe permission to do anything in this story. 

Jessa was a pale thin autistic woman. Talking felt like an effort to climb barefoot to the top of mount everest. It took her 20 years to come to a routine that worked for her.

Her life changed in the blink of the eye when she rode the wrong train one morning. 

A man was riding the train with a hostage. The former hostage died from a heart attack. The man needed a living hostage.

The man replaced his hostage with Jessa by kidnapping her.

For anyone else this would be scary enough. But for Jessa it was a utopia of the belly of hell.

She was rescued fast because someone found the hostage's dead body.

Unfortunately for Jessa, it shattered her spirit.

Jessa became a brick wall from her former self. To speak in silence, by the pain in her eyes. The tides would turn ever so often and she would cry herself to sleep.

Her mother Jonie decided to take Jessa's favorite pastime of reading mysteries & puzzles to try to reach her.

Jonie brought Jessa a journal she made. She knew Jessa liked snacks so she put kosher treats in it.

The journal was written in-between first person of the life of a caged bird named Toy & letter form to the reader. Toy was from an animal shelter because he came from a bad background. On some pages a stick of gum was there for the reader if they would put birdseed outside for all the hungry birds of the world. Jessa wanted to help the bird. It got her going outside. Jessa eventually became a volunteer at the local animal shelter. By working with animals who needed to learn to trust again, Jessa got better.

please vote for me

I am in two different competitions. I would love to win. It's fair game on these. They let everyone vote, instead of who's who on the play ground.

One competition is to be on inked magazine.

The second is another face of horror competition.

Here is the link for inked. Please vote for me.

https://originals.inkedmag.com/2023/jessica-singleton

Here is the face of horror link.

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cash app

I just made myself a cash app. I either did not get any money on my GoFundMe or someone hacked it and stole it. 

I will report it.

I need the money to live, fix my home and if possible _

Move out of this horrible town permanently.

I offered to write. It's all I am good at. 

They always wanted a story.

Blah blah.

So here is my cash app tag-

https://cash.app/$JessicaRoseBush13

Or the link in hand.

my cash app

help

I made a new go fund me. I need the help. I do not know what the taxes are on GoFundMe. 

I guess it cannot be worse then lottery money.

my go fund me

Or copy and paste.

That way you don't get a weird virus from the losers who hack me.

https://gofund.me/b548aa5a

Independence

Where is it ?

more story ideas

The princess and the jester remained friends, although their short romance did not last.

The princess kept his letters in her dresser. From time to time, the princess would re-read his letters. Like a fond memory of a happy place that you never go back in time to.

The princess was kept away from the public, that she did not even realize that it was her birthday. 

She had spent her free time reading books in her garden to her cat and drinking tea in the woods with  friends.

The morning of the princess's birthday, she was awoken with strawberries and cream cheese on pancakes. A glass of wild berry tea and a coconut chocolate scone for breakfast. 

Beside her plate was a collection of miniature boxes. Each box was covered in thin lavander white chocolate rose petals. She ate the rose petals and opened each box. Inside the tiny gifts were jewel charms. The ribbons were vanilla banana cake. Cut and dipped in silver royal icing.

The card opened like a three dimensional pop-up book. Inside the mock jewelry box birthday card, was a bracelet and necklace for the charms.

It was a gift from her father. She also received a crystal Clam filled with hundred dollar bills. The money totalled a thousand for each of her years. 

The evil queen threw another royal ball.

The food was kosher and delicious. 

The queen went to her tower. 

The evil queen wanted to get a letter opener to kill the king with.

She planned to take the king out on the balcony and injure him. Just enough to give her the upper hand so she could push him.

The wine caused the evil queen to trip on her own dress and to fall down the stairs to her painful death. 

No one at the party could hear her screams because they were all dancing to loud music.

The maid found the queen the next morning. When the king found her diary, he found out why she fell on her own letter opener. 

The king started to date women again. Each woman was easier than the next.

The king finally got engaged to a woman from the south of nowhere.

She was named Zannit.

Zannit was a snake of a woman. 

The only thing she was good at , was opening her mouth.

The princess ignored her cousin and his collection of ignorance.

On the night the king decided to announce his engagement to Zannit, he threw another party.

Because of speculation and truths that slip the tongue, a DNA test revealed that the king was not the rightful heir to the throne. 

Princess Jessica was the rightful queen. 

The king and his new pet disappeared into the night.

Jessica found a secret in the castle. Skeletons in vintage children's clothes. 

The king's mother had bought orphans and tied them together with strings. 

The king was once a child and he needed other children to play with. So the queen bought orphans, gave them a bath and clothes from her ancestors.

The children were tied together and the prince would conduct them like his own puppet circus. 

The castle was haunted.

Apparently after the young prince was done with his toys, he killed them. He also got away with it.

So princess Jessica hired a medium to get all the ghost out of the castle.

Jessica found a new flower in her garden. She accidentally ate the beautiful red flower. It healed her scars and it permanently fixed her bloated skin.

Jessica was constantly given the money and gifts that had been kept from her. 

She did not have to wait again.

story ideas

I don't know what I want to do with these.

Random feelings or a new fairytale ideas for a book plot.

The steam on my tea looks like it has breath in the cold world.

My tea has secrets that it whispers as it gossips to me.

A royal ball.

A princess meets a musician and does not make it obvious that she finds the singer attractive.

The singer is in love with the princess but he doesn't think he should attempt to gather her attention.

They become friends.

The land is ruled by her tirant cousin and his America ignorant lying old shoe of a wife.

They force the singer to perform as a jester at a party to hurt the princess. It humilates the young professional and he has no choice but to act like a clown in front of a court of distinguished colleagues. 

He feels stupid and abused.

The princess loves him and hates seeing him being mocked and laughed at.

She wants to end the masquerade crusade but she cannot. 

The rotten begger shoe of a duchess grips a sharp blade in her left hand as she waves a handkerchief in her right hand, at the princess to signal that there is nothing that she can do. 

The symbolism is that to hold a weapon in the left hand says -

It may not be right but I have the right.

That night the princess goes for a walk in the woods with the singer. They are friends at this point. 

Neither have told the other that they actually like each other enough to see what is there.

He acts without thinking and he kisses the princess. 

She fully enbraces him.

Happy National Library Day

Today was probably more in honor of the wonderful privilege we share to have libraries in general. Although I cannot help but dwell in the magical world of books. 

If you describe a library without telling anyone exactly what you're talking about. Well I mean to say, without calling it a library at all. It sounds like a whimsical vacation. 

I felt at ease in the silence and still of the peace. I opened the tiny door and I looked at the pictures and I flipped the tiny world over. I read the description of the universe that it hid. Then I noticed other worlds and I had to decide which place that I would visit first. 

I was safe from the noise and I had the best adventures inside of my own head.

I am grateful for libraries. In some countries, they do not have those places or it's illegal to even read.

It is hard to imagine a place that shames you for thinking for yourself in general or condemns their own people for living.

Then again, the country that I live in thinks it should corner me for thinking of the possiblity of what ifs while they ask me personal questions for the purpose of making my life impossible.

" My wars are laid away in books.  "- Emily Dickinson

Midnight Ruby

 I did dye my hair dark red. It’s vibrant and beautiful like a magic marker neon rose. 

I feel like Valentine’s Day is over.

And 

Now 

We celebrate Saint’s Day in the emerald city.

He’s looking like a wish & a dream

 The other girls will pretend to be me while they take credit for my accomplishments. He & his friend are perfect. I never wish them harm or humiliation.

The girls & the Lies they fly at their prey will echo from his later b side.

Begging for someone new to cater to their obsession with me and what they think I could have.

They only give me credit for the crime they committed. 

Cape Cod

Vases of intentions wither away while I remember yesterday.

You just do not know about everything that tore me to pieces. 

While you shin bright and make me forget. Pretty reflective flash paper soldiers. 

Like sky dancers and kaleidoscopes filled with Van Gogh delights. 

You probably think I am a game piece like everyone else but you apparently don’t shin bright enough to see, I’m not as ignorant as they portrayed me on the TV.  I do not want you to go away. 

As well as I do not want to fight with you.

You are free of me. 

Happy V Day

Well , Happy Valentine’s Day to the world. I hope everyone is in love with someone and extremely happy. Best wishes to us all! ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜💘💞💓💗💖💞❣️❤️❤️❤️❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🖤🤍🤎💞

Co-

 They decided that they have a right.

I say my body my choice, not theirs.