Ink-stained Dreams

Hey my friends! Guess what? I cut my hair! We only took off four inches but it feels like a lot! My head feels so much lighter and, imagine, when I run quickly I can feel it fluttering behind me!! *laughing* Picture Removed By Author Here's the original length.   Picture Removed By Author and an other of the original length.. So, I was like, "Mom, I'm getting my hair cut!" but... . . . . . . . . . while my mom was cutting, I was covering my face... . . . . . . . . . . . To late to turn back!  I was thinking in horror... . . . . . . . . . . . . . My face turned hot, (I'm not sure why) It was like I was blushing, but I was just hot... . . . . . . . . . . Then my mom was like, "There I think that's it." . . . . . I  walked slowly away and turn to face the mere... . . . . . It's CUT! Picture Removed By Author It reall

Hey, everyone! Time for another chapter. This is one of my favorite ones! But they all are from here on... Chapter 7 "Seems to be a race." Tex observed the two  riders that suddenly burst from the crowd. Ben grinned. "I bet this is the Baker's place. Their barn burned a few months ago. They're probably have'n a barn raising.  One of those riders is probably one of the Baker kids. Or both of them." "Looks exciting. Let go watch." Chuck suggested. Tom nodded. "We could pitch in on the barn raising. Might get some information." Tex didn't agree right away. He watched the race, the people, and glance around. Considering the possibility that someone down there might be someone who took his bother. It was a good place to dig up some  information, but did they dare let themselves be observed? "Okay. We'll watch." Tex reached down and removed the thong that held his pistol in place. His brother observed the act of

I've made a post about My Special Brothers, and a post about My Special Sisters and Now I want to do a post on my Very Special Parents! Dad, Daddy, Papa, Father:   Picture Removed By Author Are we the only kids that call our dad by all these names? Each one seems to have a different purpose and time of use. Dad for most the time, Daddy when you are feeling very blessed to have him to care for you, Papa usually when talking to the younger kids, but also when speaking to him at times, and Father as a respectful way to speak to him or refer to him. We don't always use them like that, but it's that way most of the time. For me anyway. My Father can be quiet, but has a huge sense of humor! We have all these little things we do when we walk by each other and I love his hugs!! I mean who doesn't like hugs from their great Dad!! I know he loves me and cares for me and he tries to do what's best for me. I can't imagine life without him! I pray he rem

Hey!!! It's me again! I hope you are all doing good out there! Time for another chapter... ready? Chapter 6 Tex opened his eyes. It was dark but there was a faint glow of light in the distance. His brothers were snoring quietly. A horse pawed the ground.   Tom must a fallen asleep on watch. He stood up and scooped his hat off the sand. He used it to push the wave of hair out of his eyes.  Chuck, or was it Tom, rolled in his sleep. No, it was definitely Chuck. Only Chuck muttered in his sleep.  Tex  leaned over and shook his sleeping brother. "Come on, time to go." Chuck sat up, squinted at the sky, and rolled to his feet. Tex moved over to Tom.  "Tom? Thomas?" Tex sighed and shook his head. He shook Tom harder. "Thomas!"  "Hmm," Tom mumbled.  Chuck laughed. "Get up sleepy head!"  "I'm up." Tom stretched. "I don't think it funny." Tex scooped up his blankets. "A Indian could