Love at First Sight

Many books that I have read lately relate to “love at first sight”. And the question is does that exist. Can you meet someone and know right away they are the one meant for you. Would you do whatever it takes to meet that person, talk to them, to be with them? Or is this all just a fantasy in books. Growing up I always asked my mom about stories when she met my dad. One thing I asked her was, "Was it love at first sight?" She told me yes. That the moment she met him she knew she would spend the rest of her life with him. I was surprised to hear this, so I asked more on the topic. I never thought you could just somehow know who “the one” was. When my dad proposed, she eventually told him she knew he would be the one. Surprised that she took the risk to tell him that she always felt that way I asked how he reacted. He told her she was lying. I laughed at that. But after hearing that story my opinion of “love at first sight” changed. I now think depending on the person you may have that extra sense on who is meant for you. But sometimes the person might have walk by twice to make you fall for them. But its not just a fantasy in books it is very much real. My parents marriage that is still strong is prove of that.

BOOK: Era Of The Immortals TOPIC: Ferra and her many lovers

Era of the Immortles - wattpad novel

Ferra young girl born into the "era of immortals" when vampires have taken over and humans are now slaves, goes through a series of challenges to be free and find love. Ferra is strong and independent, she sacrifices herself for others and does not back down. She finds quite the handful of lovers some wanted and others not so much. Some vampires like Damien and Asher the force themselves upon her and battle for her affection and Arie and new vampire that still holds onto his gentle human ways. And surprisingly her "dead" first love Ryder whom she cannot forget joins the mixture as well when she discovers he has become a vampire and is a coldhearted monster now and does not remember her. 

Ferra battles trying to figure out which man is meant for her? Damien is sweet and charming until alcohol enters his body and then becomes destructive and abusive he seemed perfect until she saw this side of him and started to fear him completely. And his close friend Asher who may be coherent all the time chooses to beat her and play head games. But then the next moment will start to charm her only to turn around and hurt her again. These two vampires though both love her do not know how to properly show it and keep their anger in check.

            Once Escaped from Damien and Asher she begins her journey of love further

Meeting Arie she quickly falls in love with this young vampire, seeing his gentle ways and compassion he has for her even though she is not a vampire like him she quickly fall deeply in love. Though Arie may seem perfect for her it is obvious she has not forgot about Ryder still and cannot forget the love they had. When Ferra discovers Ryder is alive and evil she is inflicted with many emotions from love, lust and joy to fear and worry of what may happen.

            With these four men in her life Ferra has many choices to make. I believe that Ryder will be the one for her in the end because even though he is now cruel and monstrous, once he regains his memory they will fall back into love. Even if Ryder and Ferra do end up together she will not have it easy I am predicting considering she has three other men interested in her as well. I am extremely to see the ending of this book and how it turns out.

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TopThree Art Methods
Some of the best art methods are Painting, Clay and Pencil. Painting ultimately the best one of these 3 methods because you can use many different tools like a paint brush, sponge or fingers. As well you can chose different types of paints like watercolor, oil and acrylic. There are many different choices when it comes to painting. Another factor is color when painting; you can use neutrals like white and black, or something bright like yellow and pink. The options are never ending. The second best art method is clay; with clay you can make many things from a turtle to a tooth brush. You are never limited. A down sound though is how time consuming it is to make. You have to create it, fire it, paint it and fire it again. But still the results can be very rewarding. As well another plus to clay is you can always change it, pull an arm off, and add another eye never ending choices. but it still does not compare to painting. and fianlly for the last of the top three is the pencil. you can do many things with it from landscape sketches to potraits or even abstract. but there are some faults. like you cannot change the pencils color, and you usually must use paper for it. it is very hard to use a pencil on anything else. so over all painting truely is the best method.

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I am a strand of hair. My life has always been average, just like any other hair. Until I fell. It started out like any other day. I awoke tangled with many other hairs. Some I did not recognize, this has become a problem. Waking up every day with another hair tangled into me. It took some time but eventually I was brushed away from the others. Where I live there is no space we are wedged together so tight sometimes I don't even get to see the sunlight. The others don't seem to mind but me I have always been an introvert. But I cannot control where I grew up. The weather is quite stormy today and the other hairs are bustling away and completely frantic. Smacking in to me, some are even flying away. I listen to their screams as I hold on. They have fallen and will never return to another head. I do not know where those hairs will end up or what is beyond the head none of us hairs here do. One day I will find out. Today we are going to the hair dressers. It is a fantastic day. We all love a grooming, the shampoo, conditioner and products. It’s like a feast. The warm air from the dryer making us flow much more gracefully it truly is wonderful. More have been left behind though. The flowing water washed some away, while others were yanked from the head with the brush and even the dryer was to powerful for some. We mourn the loss of each hair but quickly move on. There are so many of us that we sometimes don't even notice. We travel back home after a hectic day. The bike we ride along flies through each of the streets and suddenly a burst of wind comes and before I even know it I have fallen. And where I will end up I do not know.

Blog#1 9/11

Even before the sun could wake up the city was already busy just like any other day. And I was no exception, my suit lay perfectly pressed on my bed, my shoes polished to a T and all that was left was for me to prep. I entered the shower steaming so it would wake me, it was so hot it stung my skin just enough. I shampooed and conditioned watching each bubble go down the drain. Eventually I hoped out and dried off, it was already 6:30! I'm going go be late at this rate! I slid on my tights and sleek black pencil skirt and a soft pink blouse . And went back to dry my hair, after it was curled to perfection and my auburn locks hung just above my waist, I moved onto my make applying just enough to my tastes, little bit of blush, mascara and some light pink eye shadow to match my shirt. I slipped on my black heals and grabbed my brief case at 7:24 just enough time to catch the subway. I walked out of my apartment into the busy streets, car horns blaring, advertisements flashing off of buildings and people everywhere making their way to who knows where. I went down the sidewalk to the station hoping to not get shoved from all the people or step in any gum. Bad luck always seemed to follow me. I jumped on to the subway and took a seat. I had twenty minutes to be there. I just couldn't be late. I entered the tower and made my way to the 96 floor. I met my boss and they handed me a huge pile of files, great this will take at least two hours. I wen to the filing cabinets and got sorting, paper was becoming my least favorite thing now after all the cuts I have and it's only 8:30! I kept going until I heard frantic voices in the main offices, people were everywhere screaming and crying. I could barely move , everything felt so slow. I turned to look out the window and I saw it. The plane was coming right at us, and there was nothing I could do, everything would come crashing down.