The montage is done 
D I really do love it. It’s a combination of everyone’s memories and everyone’s work, and that’s what makes it special. Click below (my first dizzywood pic with you guys) to watch it =) Make sure to fave it, like it, comment, and read the description. And comment over and over on the video. I LOVE COMMENTS
Guess what? I’m advertising something. Again. Well everyone’s had their fair share with posting on this blog and I’ve been sitting in a corner waiting for my turn. Dizzywood’s back, btw. But I created an ourworld Movie Club, because I thought it was closing O_O Maybe it will soon, but for now, I’m not all that mad at DW for staying open. I created the ourworld movie club anyways and I don’t plan to go back to dizzywood because it would be bad to move back to Dizzywood and then come back back to ourworld. GRR THATS NOT THE POINT. Point is, every Friday at 3:30 pm PST, we will have an ourworld meeting to do movies, get together, whatever. It will start at the chatbox.
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It was a good day to be alive that day, or in Mary’s case, half-alive. The sun was shining, the birds were singing (although they stopped abruptly and flew away once they noticed Mary), and Mary was on her way to school. It all had happened really fast, actually. Mary’s heart was still racing at a bazillion miles per second. Her ring shone deep blue -which meant in love, by the way- right now. Her smile was so bright she thought someone might notice her. And despite the fact she was cramped on a pile of bookbags in the trunk of Kevin’s (just saying his name made her feel absolutely giddy!) car, she was happier than she’d ever been since her mom died. After Mary dicovered Kevin (hehe) and Adam were ACTUALLY real, she could not keep still. Of course there was the normal dose of questions sprinkled with frustration and topped with annoyance that Kevin had never tried to contact her over the years covered in confusion, yet Mary’s joy overcame all that. She’d question him and deal with all that stuff later, but right now she was just happy. Just happy.
It was a long story, WHY she was in his car. After Mary had gotten over the shock (well not really, she still hadn’t gotten over it) Mary caught herself wishing Kevin could see her too. And then they could get married and go waltzing into a happy sunset and live happily ever after. Sure, he might be a little freaked out that she was stalking him, but that’s not the point.
So, anyways, Mary was sitting under that desk, just earlier today, when it happened. Kevin told Adam about his dream. That was not very peculiar, since people tell others their dreams all the time. Mary hadn’t even really been listening at this point. That wasn’t very peculiar either. After all, she was still a bit dazed. What really got her attention was the word “dead”. Mary looked up quickly. Who was dead? She leaned in so she could hear better “..came back to life. As a Ghampire. I’ve got to find her.” Adam rolled his eyes. “But Kevin, you had a dream seven years ago she died. And remember how you put us all on an airplane so we could go investigate?? We asked around the whole school if they had seen her lately. You were wrong. You are wrong right now. Ghampires are not real. Only little kids believe in that kind of stuff.”
Mary blinked. She knew who they were talking about of course. Kevin had been having dreams about her. Not like weird-fairytale-world dreams, but real dreams, rather like predictions of the future, except they were about the past. And he had dragged them all the way to horrible Evansville, Indiana, home of blizzards and snow storms just to look for her? But 7 years ago was about the time she had died. Why had everyone acted so innocent? But then it hit her. Duhh. The Fire Crew had told them to. And what was all this talk about Ghampires? What the heck was a Ghampire? Kevin said it like it was the spookiest thing on earth. Mary leaned in for more clues.
But Kevin had stopped talking. He was looking straight at Mary.
So that’s how Mary came to be in the trunk of Kevin’s car. Kevin was 17, like her. He was at the start of his senior year. She knew all this because at the moment, Mary was fingering through his backpack. So what if she were a little nosy? Curiosity is a good thing, right? Except for that one time when curiosity killed the cat.
Oh wait– Mary hadn’t quite completed the story. Kevin stared at her for a full minute, while Mary stared back. Adam broke the silence by saying, “Dude, are you daydreaming again? We’re late for school!” And then when Kevin looked into his closet to find something to wear, get this, Adam winked in Mary’s direction.
Mary had turned around, careful not to bump her head again. There was only a fly. Maybe he’d winked at the fly. It was more likely than winking at the invisible freak.
But it hadn’t been the first time someone had acted like they’d seen her. Just a week ago, there was this little boy who was skipping happily along the park, one hand holding the string of a balloon with a smiley face painted on it and the other clutching a lady’s hand. Suddenly, his shiny eyes seemed to stop glowing. He looked at the lady and said, “Mama, doesn’t that girl look funny?” And he pointed right at me. The mother said, “Adam that’s rude!” without even looking up. But then she did look up, a bit curiously, and gave her son a maybe-I-shouldn’t-have-fed-you-pizza-last-night look.
Just then, a little blonde girl, about six, ran into the room. A blonde man was chasing after her. “THE GHAMPIRES ARE COMING! WOOOO!” the man was yelling, his hands extended like a zombies. He looked like the male version of the girl. Her father, of course. The girl was screaming, “DON’T DEAD ME!” Kevin, now fully dressed, jumped up and down, trying to prevent the little girl from running right into his legs. A lady’s voice yelled, “Cut it out, honey!” Adam fell over onto the bed laughing.
“Susie, calm down! Kevin, you’re going to break something! Dylan, stop scaring the kids! And”— her voice became sweeter— “Adam, try not to disturb the neighbors.” They all sighed. By now, everyone was sitting on the bed, even the mother, who was astonishingly pretty. She reminded Mary of sunshine and cookies.
Mary took in the scene. They were the ideal family. All of them were blondes, except for Adam. If you were to look at this family from a picture frame, that would be the first thing you’d notice. But from here, the Smith family looked perfectly happy and in place.
The little girl got up from between Kevin and Adams. She was holding a piece of paper with two scribbles on it that resembled humans. She pointed to the scribbles. “That’s Adam and that’s Kevin. You are my best bothers!” Everyone complimented Susie on her new masterpiece. Then she skipped out of the room babbling about fairies.
When they were all gone, Mary carefully made her way from underneath the desk, a huge grin on her face, like one you’d see on a child who had just won a life time supply of balloons.
It’s just so cute :’(
Reminded me of Mary…
Hi guys. So, in honor of Halloween, I [Vinathi] am throwing a partay! Why? Maybe it’s the fact that I am a loner now on Dizzywood and I strut around with absolutely no life on Dizzywood and try to friend request random people. I didn’t know what I’d do without you guys, but this definitely is not working for me. People keep calling me a “hacker”.. Anyways I really miss you guys. I don’t even celebrate Halloween, but a party seems appropriate. Bring your costume.
))This is important!
So I got nominated in this youtube Dizzywood Movie Club for my Dizzywood music videos! How cool is that?!?!?!?!? Anyways, I would be ecstatic (meaning super happy, which is kindaweird because it sounds like elastic) if you would vote for me? Please?? There are a bunch of categories. I got nominated for best singer (which is kinda weird because I didn’t really sing anything). They spelled my name wrong (which is kinda weird because Vinathi isn’t that hard to spell? Is it?). Anyways, poll ends Nov.10 (which is totally un-weird because all contests have a deadline xD). If you’ve never seen any of my music videos, click here for a sample.
So um.. checkout this picture I found on my blog!
It’s been 3 months til my last Bloody Mary Chapter. So, I should probably recap on some things. First off, Bloody Mary is sitting in a blonde boy’s room. She has found a weird book on his desk. She took it and put it in her backpack. It is revealed that Bloody Mary forgot how to read. For whatever reason, she can’t bring herself to suck the boy’s blood.
It was 6 in the morning. Bloody Mary had been awake all night. She couldn’t sleep because the memories kept haunting her– the memories of Ashlyn and Kevin and Adam. Over the night, to take her mind off things, she’d re-explored the room. She had spent a lot of time staring at that.. what was it called.. book. She sat there for about half the night, trying to recall how to read. She was still in the blonde boy’s room. Every once in a while she’d walk up to the blonde boy, thirsty. But she couldn’t get herself to feed on him. She sat on his bed. The only thing visible of the boy was the back of his head. The rest was covered in blankets. Out of curiosity, she tried to lift the blanket from his face so that she could see it. The boy moaned and flipped around in his sleep so that he was laying on his back, on top of the blanket, with his head sandwiched in between two pillows. She realized, uncomfortabley, he was wearing only Boxers and a t-shirt, and got off his bed and sat on the floor. He looked in pain somehow. Every once in a while he murmured, “in danger” or “monster”. Mary looked at him, concerned. Then she got mad she was concerned. I mean for god’s sake, he was a human! Why did she care??? She had came in here to grab a drink and leave. Not enough to kill anyone– just enough to keep her going. She didn’t die, exactly, if she didn’t have enough blood to drink. Writhed in pain– yes. Got taken over by some evil part of her that went on a rampage for blood– yes. Died– no. She was staring at the boy now, drooling. Come on. One little lick. She lowered her fangs to the boy’s neck, and about one inch away from his neck she stopped in surprise. He had just murmured one word. One word that took all the appetite from her.. “Mary”.
It was one thing to talk in your sleep, but it was another thing to be able to identify the person who was about to suck your blood out in your sleep. How did he know her name, anyways? She did not much time to wonder, for she could hear footsteps in the hallway. She dodged under the desk in the far side of the blonde boy’s room out of instict, in such a rush she bumped her head against the desk. Man, you could never get used to being invisible. Anyways, the footsteps were aproaching. A boy entered the room. Mary evaluated him quietly. Strong, muscley arms. Black hair. Huge grin on his face. Basketball jersey. Shorts that went up to his knees. It reminded her of someone. Something that started with an E? B? Ugh! The black-haired boy walked up to the sleeping blonde boy. He was armed with a pillow. “Wake up!” he said, hitting the blonde boy with a pillow. “Time for school!” The blonde boy just groaned. The black-haired boy wore an innocent expression on his face now. “Oh well, I guess I’ll just have to go get that ice water from the freezer. I was saving it for later, but now will have to do.” The blonde-haired boy shot out of bed. “I’M AWAKE! I’M AWAKE!!!” Mary wasn’t paying attention at all. She was staring at the blonde boy. He had startling blue eyes. He looked like a male model, even in his simple T-shirt and Boxers. And his face. His oh so beautiful face. No way. Mary was hallucinating, for sure. Because there was no way that that face was the face of Kevin Johnson. And sitting next to him, grin wide, was Kevin’s best friend, Adam Mahoney.
Rofl I just thought this was appropriate for the chapter title.
Me and kka are meeting up on Dizzywood tomorrow (Friday) at 4. Its not a party, just a gathering. Come if you’d like!
Hey lal! Guess what today is? Check your calender. It will say “Ramadan” Well, Happy Ramadan! Ramadan Mubarak! Are you fasting? I will. Bi
So, me and kka are throwing a party to see all of our Dizzywood friends! It was kind of last minute because I just figured out that if we don’t have it tomorrow, I can’t be there. This is probably the last oppurtunity I’ll ever get to talk to you guys until next year so SHOW UP! Its at Wobbly. Click the envelope for more details
P.S. I just talked to kka and I don’t think she can come 
Signed,
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