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Accepting Characters: "Star Child" Casting Call

Tue, 17 May 2022 18:23:47 +0000

If you have read Star Child, you know it's about a girl who goes to a school for people like her. This book will get better and more exciting. In fact, I might make a sequel or make it a triology. So, yeah.

Anyway, down to what this post is about. I will need mostly students, but I'll also need teachers, tutors\trainers, parents, neighbors etc. Please say the characters Name, Age, Occupation, Appearance, relationships, personality and more stuff I don't care to mention.

The characters you use to apply must not be related to fandoms ( Marvel, Dc, MC etc.)

Disclaimer:The characters you use to apply are going to be used by me and my sister in any way I want. And they will mainly he Side characters.

"Star Child" Chapter 5

Sat, 14 May 2022 01:44:10 +0000

I'm writing this chapter. The things that happen are written and imagined by me. However, the story idea was my sisters .

"Hehe, thanks." I said, my face red with embarrassment. That girl defended me and I was grateful. While letting my thick hair down, I continued, " So, um, what's your name ?"

The girl who saved me nodded, "Kylie." She picked up my books, which had fallen on the floor, and handed them to me. Kylie hardly said anything more. She shoved me to my class, waving with a cat-like grin on her face. I sighed. Time to learn about quadratic what-not.

I wanted to look for Kylie when the bell rang, but, unfortunately, I had quite a few classes before I could get a break. I dashed up the stairs where a class I've never heard of before (Kotronics) was being held. Hopefully, I don't run into the mean girl. My hopes didn't disappoint. I turned a corner, saw the door, turned the knob, and my mouth dropped, seeing the room.

The Kotronics class was the weirdest and most unusual classroom I have ever seen. Granted, I haven't see many classrooms. Still. The classroom walls were a bold shade of green. Pictures of odd objects, magical landscapes, and monsterous creatures covered the walls, and weapons lined the floor. The floor looked clear, but I knew it wasn't because the bottom looked like the Grand Canyon. No kidding ! Student desks, that was silver and hexagon shaped, surrounded the teacher's desk.

Interrupting my train of thought, the teacher, who was just as odd as the classroom, held a black suit to my face (That was annoying.) and said, " Here here, Dyanne, put this on."

"My name's not Dyanne." I smile, noticing my teacher's lack of pupils. Weird.

"Well, " He starts, " just put this on, class is already late. " I raised my eyebrows at the last part. Class is late ? Of course, I knew what he meant. I took the suit from his large hands and I tried to put it on. With the suit being three sizes too big, I struggled to keep it on my body. It kept slipping ! After trying to keep it on by a hairclip, I looked at all the students. They seemed to have their suits fit perfectly.

"Dude, we've been waiting forever. Put the darn suit on." A boy with a slightly southern accent said firmly. The teacher glared at him. "Here, let me help." He muttered as he shuffled around the desks. "What you gotta do is-------. " He zipped up the back, my suit tightening to my skin. I took my seat which was between the boy and a red haired girl.

Well watchya think ? Not really a cliff-hanger, but I wonder how the lesson will go . XD any of you KSearchers have any ideas for the class ? Or the plot ? Who is your favorite character so far ? Am I asking too many questions ? Do you like southern boi. ? What do you think will happen next ? You want to add a character to the series ?

Also, constructive criticism would be nice lollllll.

Star Child: Chap 3 ????

Wed, 27 Apr 2022 17:59:40 +0000

As I've said before this story idea is by my little sister .

Why am I so nervous ? It's a school for people like me. I walked through halls of my new school looking for Room 208. I had never been to school before. Because of my abilities, my mom used to homeschool me, but when she found this school she was quick to send me here.

" Gurls !" My thoughts were interrupted by a shreiky voice . I turned around and saw a girl , who looked around sixteen, her green eyes glint with wickedness. She flipped her coffee brown hair. Quick as a flash, I felt a grasping force lifting me seven feet high off the ground. I panic. "Please !" I scream as my arms flailed like ribbons in the wind.The girl smirks.

" Why should I ?"

"Because you are a nice human being who enjoys making others happy"

"Ha ! Your haihandShe laughs. I didn't see anything amusing about my hair. It wasn't messy . It was just put up into a ponytail . "It's blue."

"So ?" I just wanted her to get me down.

" It's the ugliest colour on the planet !" At that very second, A girl with kind eyes and platinum blond hair walked in the room, noticed me , and shouted,

"Stop it ! You're torturing her." She grabs the mean girl's hand and does some fighting techniques that I have No idea what they are called. That caused the mean girl to drop me.

"Sup."

Death Of Mother and Grandfather And Security Of Abu Talib (Chap. 3)

Sat, 26 Feb 2022 07:59:26 +0000

Chapter 3.

Death of Mother and grandfather and Security of Abu Talib

When Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) was six years old, his mother Amena took him to Madinah with her. She stayed there in the Najjar family, who were related to Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) from his paternal side. Umm Ayman, a maid and caretaker of the Prophet (pbuh), was with her.

Hazrat Amena stayed there for a month. While returning to Makkah she breathed her last at a place called Abwa.
She was buried there. Umm Ayman brought Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) to Makkah.

After the death of Prophet Muhammad’s mother, his grandfather ‘Abdul Muttalib took him under his guardianship. He always kept him close. When he died
at the age of eighty-two, Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) was eight years old. When his bier was being carried to the
graveyard, the Prophet (pbuh) followed weeping out of love for his dead guardian.

At the time of his death, ‘Abdul Muttalib entrusted the responsibility of the Prophet’s guardianship to his son Abu Talib.

Abu Talib loved the Prophet (pbuh) very dearly and preferred him even to his children. He used to take him to sleep in his bed with him and kept him in his company when he went out.

When Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) was approximately ten, he used to take a herd of goats out in the field to graze. This was, in fact, a prelude to his ultimate career as a caretaker of the world.

During the days of prophethood he used to talk about his experience of this simple and interesting engagement.

Once when the Prophet (pbuh) went to a forest with his Companions, they started picking berries and eating them. The Prophet instructed them to pick berries which were black in color saying that they were more tasteful. He added that he had learned it from his boyhood
experience when he used to bring his herd there for grazing.

Abu Talib was a trader. The Quraysh used to go to Syria once a year for trade. The
Prophet (pbuh) was about twelve when Abu Talib planned to travel to Syria on a
business trip. He did not wish to take Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) with him for the fear of the hardships of the
journey, or for some other reason. But when Abu Talib was about to leave, the Prophet (pbuh) grabbed him and held him tight out of love for him. Abu Talib did not like to disappoint his nephew and decided to take him along.

(Muhammad - The Last Prophet, 19-20)