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Is it good? plz read? I’m 13 yrs old and this is the first chpter of my book. It was a beautiful morning. The sun was peeking from the horizon, painting the sky with wonderful warm hues. The spring air was fresh, and the green grass was damp from the glistening morning dew. The earth slowly awakened from its peaceful night, stretching it's arms known as trees and yawning, creating a light breeze. Jake Clemons was always up in time to watch the breathtaking sunrise. He'd be up before the rooster crowed, or anyone else in fact. He got dressed quickly to watch the sunrise. He had to be quiet as he put on his red shirt ad blue jeans. He tiptoed down the hallway, and he passed Jamie’s room. Jamie was his 7 year old sister. She was snoring away like a cute little angel. After he passed everyone’s rooms, he hurried down the stairs and out the door. He dashed towards the huge barn. He felt the dampness of the grass seep into his shoes as he was running. He then ran through the dry hay and to the silver ladder leading up to the loft. He couldn’t afford to miss even a minute of the sunrise. Jake climbed up the ladder and then he crawled towards the loft window and opened it. He sprawled out on the hay and gazed at the sunrise. Watching the sunrise was a good time for Jake to think, and get his thoughts together. It was his only moment of peace during the day. He couldn’t possibly think in the day with all the commotion from his little sister, and all the work that had to be done, there was just no time. “****-o-doodle-doo!” the rooster cried. It was time to get back to the house and cook breakfast. Jake usually made breakfast because everyone was just waking up at the sound of the rooster. This morning he cooked scrambled eggs, toast, and he heated up some leftover sausage from the morning before. Everyone got seated at the table, yawing and barley awake. Jake was the only one wide-eyed an alert. The breakfast was a very was delightful meal and got the day started off. Jake’s parents usually watched the news right after breakfast, and then they get ready for work. Apparently they left it on, because Jaime was watching it when they got done watching it. He flipped the switch to turn the TV off. “Hey!” Jaime whined. “Jaime, you shouldn’t be watchin’ this stuff. It gives you nightmares.” Jake had already gone through experience. A few weeks ago they were watching the news and it was talking about another guy who escaped from the county jail near Chester. Jaime couldn’t go to sleep that night because she thought he would come and get her while she was sleeping. “Fine,” she scoffed as she stomped out of the room angrily. As soon as she left the room, he turned it back on. “There is currently a prison escapee on the loose. He stole the security guard’s keys and escaped. He goes by the name of Greg Richards.” It showed a picture of the escapee. He had a brown buzz cut, a goatee, and his ear pierced. He had a tan, and he appeared to be in about his late 20’s. The news anchor continued with the story, “He was last seen driving a black Dodge Ram. If you have any information about this man, please call the police.” “Jake, turn that off. You’ll probably have nightmares just like Jaime.” His mother was always comparing him to Jaime like that. “Yes ma’am.” Jake pushed the ‘OFF’ button. His parents left for work about eight and they usually got home about 5:00. His mom was the manager at grocery store and his dad worked at the local bank. There was nothing to do at the house, so Jaime asked Jake if he could play a game with her. He didn’t mind, but she wanted to play some of the stupidest games. “Okay Jaime, what do ya wanna play?” Jake asked reluctantly. “Let’s play hide and go seek!” Jaime shouted. Jake never argued against having to play hide and go seek. It was one of his favorite games. He usually let Jaime hide otherwise she would whine and cry. They ended up playing hide and seek for hours. His parents finally arrived home, so now he could go do something instead of playing with Jaime all day. Jake figured he’d ride is bike. It was in terrible condition with worn out tires, red and rusted paint job, and the seat torn up. But he didn’t care. It was his only option to get away from the world. It made him feel free. He rode it everywhere around town. Of course the town was small enough to see everything in less than an hour on a bicycle. The town was called Chester. It’s a population of about 1200 people. Chester has a bunch of old buildings from a long time ago. But most of those are abandoned. People just had a hard time keeping business in Chester. A whole bunch of people moved, which caused a lot of businesses to move, also. His brown hair was waving in the wind. As he was riding his bike, he heard some bells from a distance. Not like the bells you hear at Christmas time, but big bells. They made such a noise that the whole town could hear them. Maybe even the whole county. He decided to check and see where the bells were coming from. He followed the sound of the bells. It took about 2 minutes to get to where they were. They were coming from some large brick building with a white steeple. At the top of the steeple, there was a small cross. What kind of building has bells, and a steeple with a cross? He wondered. He decided to take a look inside. He walked down the aisle of red carpet. There were people sitting in long stretched pews. Everyone was dressed nice and elegant. He felt like an outcast with the raggedy clothes he had on. “Excuse me, young man. Why are you wearing such clothes?” an older woman asked him. He tried to speak but words wouldn’t budge. He was embarrassed. “Young man?” she said. As he ran to the back of the room, a man spoke. Jake turned around and saw a tall man in the front of the room. He looked to be in his 30’s, and he was wearing a white robe with a green stripe down the middle. “Thank you everyone for being here tonight,” he said speaking through a microphone. “I am the new preacher. My name is Dan Miller. I have recently moved here from Alabama, with my daughter, Carley, and my wife, Joyce,” he stated gesturing to his family in the front row. Carley had shoulder length brown hair with the most amazing blue eyes Jake had ever seen. She looked nothing like her mom, Joyce, who had green eyes and blonde hair. Jake figured he would stay and listen what Dan had to say. He didn’t have to be home until 8 and it was only 6:45. He went and got seated in the last pew. He paid attention to this preacher as he spoke. Jake pulled out a notebook and pen from his back pocket and began taking notes. “God has a great amount of power. He is so big. He can do anything!” Dan exclaimed raising his hands in the air. “Anything?” Jake whispered to himself. Dan preached for the next hour about this God person. He said God was the man who created this very earth, and created us to live in it. Jake couldn’t wait to tell his parents about God. Jake glanced at his watch, and it read at exactly 7:56. Jake was supposed to be home at 8:00 sharp. He jumped on his bike and sped away. His house was about 1 mile out of Chester, so it took him about 10 minutes to get home, but at the speed he was going, Jake could’ve swore he got there in less than 5 minutes. He jumped off the bike and darted to the house. He got to the door, swung it open and ran inside. He tried to be sneaky, He didn’t want his parents to know he had come in late. He completely forgot about the door making a ruckus every time it closed. He raced to door to try to stop it from making the noise. “Jake is that you?” his father had asked from the living room. Jake was so exhausted from the ride home, he could barely speak. “Yes, dad,” he said panting. “Where in the hell have you been, Jake? You were supposed to be home 5 minutes ago.” His father was really strict about being home on time. He wanted to say he was just outside for a bit, but he couldn’t stand lying to his father. “I was at a church,” Jake said looking down at his shoes. “A church? Why were you at this church?” his father asked him with and eyebrow raised. “Well, I was listening to this guy talk about God,” Jake explained innocently. “My gosh Jake! There is no God. People just say that so they can have something to believe in. Now go upstairs and finish your homework.” Jake ran to his room and went to his bed. He laid there, thinking. His dad was usually right about stuff. Maybe there was no God. Maybe Dan was full of himself and didn’t know what he was talking about. He listened to a complete stranger and believed it. His dad was right, there was no God. “Jake! Dinner is ready!” his mom called from downstairs. He headed downstairs at the pace of a gazelle. He was so caught up in all this God stuff he almost forgot about his stomach. He sat down and as soon as he was about to attack the food, his mom smacked his hand. “Not until everyone is seated,” she said as she was putting the food on the table. He looked around and everyone was seated, except his sister, Jaime, who was still upstairs in her room. “Jake, go upstairs and get your sister,” his mom ordered from across the table. Jake rushed upstairs and headed towards Jamie’s room. Her room was all pink. She had a pink bedspread, pink lamp, and a pink chair. Her room was also a mess with toys everywhere. There was so much clutter, that you couldn’t even see the floor. Jake hopped everywhere around the room trying not to step on anything. He finally reached Jaime, who was playing with her dolls. “Hey, sis. It’s time for supper,” he said tapping her on the shoulder. “Okay,” she replied. They both headed downstairs and got seated at the dinner table. Jake and Jaime sat across from each other, and his mom and dad sat at the ends of the table like the queen and king in old medieval times. Today’s dinner was his mom’s specialty, corn on the cob, mashed potatoes and gravy, and grilled pork chops. His mom sure did make a mean batch of mashed potatoes. Jake could finally start eating since everyone was seated. “So are you two ready for the first day of school tomorrow?” his mother asked. “Yes ma’am!” Jaime called out. Jake just sat there, not knowing what to say. “Jake? What about you? Are you ready for school tomorrow?” his mother asked eyeing him from across the table. “Uh. Yes ma’am,” he lied when the truth was he wasn’t ready for the first day of school. Last year, his best friend, Chase, moved away because his mom and dad got better jobs. It was a difficult time because he tried to make new friends but everyone ignored him. He hoped he would have better luck this year. A fantastic dinner was made complete by a dessert of homemade ice cream. Jake was so stuffed after dinner, he could barely walk. His mom’s homemade ice cream was his weakness. He cleaned up the dinner table and washed the dishes. Afterwards he went upstairs to his room. His room wasn’t all decorated like Jaime’s room. It was more conservative. He just had off-white walls with the occasional artwork that Jaime had drawn for him on them. Jaime was quite the artist. He grabbed his notebook and an ink pen from his desk, and then he got on his bed and began writing. Writing was Jake’s passion. He could write about absolutely anything. He always carried his notebook and his pen in case anything that came to mind, he could write down. He glanced at his watch. It read 9:27. Jake figured he’d get to bed at a decent hour. He put his notebook and pen under the mattress, turned off the lights and went to bed. Email me at ace_edsall@yahoo.com to get more of the story.

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Wierd Dark Circled under n near CORNERS of EYE!!!? I'm 18 yrs old and I have the most strangest dark circles! when you see them they drag down with a little visible crease. Instead of being "black" or dark, they have somewhat of a pinkish purple color with little circles on top (not very visible unless looking really close). And the weird part is that the start from the inner corners of my eyes on the nose wall????!!!! Ive tried concealer, one cream, cold spoons, sleeping early, and cuccumbers Is there any inexpensive cream out there that can work, im really trying to get rid of them, I've had them since I was 13. Especial the long wrinkle crease that runs down half way to my cheek. Homemade products i'll still give a try. IM IN REAL NEED!!! ='( *thank you for reading

Iv started t get wrinkles under my eyes when ismile. Does anyone know of any homemade remedies to tighten? if anone can suggest a cheap eye cream or homemade eye lift that will help get rid of them. Im going on holiday in 6 weeks and want to look my best without make up on

How to get rid of facial wrinkle/ depression/crescent on upper cheeks, below eys ? natural methods please? I am 22 year male, recently i have developed facial marks below both eyes which are like crescent shaped depressions in the skin,like this : http://img142.imagevenue.com/loc1041/th_37792_mark_122_1041lo.jpg Which become more noticable and ugly when there is an overhead light source. 1. how to get rid of them naturally ? any facial exercises or homemade treatments ? any safe creams ? 2. what is this mark called ? it would help me to look out for more literature regarding this. I think this is not called "maler crescent" which is something similar. Specific term for mark i have ??

How is it? I am only 13 yrs old and this is the first chapter of my book. It’s a beautiful morning. The sun was peeking from the horizon. The spring air was fresh, and the grass was damp from the morning dew. The earth slowly awakened from the peaceful night before. Jake Clemons was always up in time to watch the sunrise. He’s up before the rooster crows. He got dressed quickly to watch the sunrise. He had to be quiet as he put on his red shirt ad blue jeans. He tiptoed down the hallway, and he passed Jamie’s room. Jamie was his 7 year old sister. After he passed everyone’s rooms, he hurried down the stairs and out the door. He jogged towards the big red barn. He felt the dampness of the grass seep into his shoes. He then ran through the dry hay and to the silver ladder leading up to the loft. Jake climbed up the ladder and then he crawled towards the loft window and opened it. He sprawled out on the hay and gazed at the sunrise. Watching the sunrise was a good time for Jake to think, and get his thoughts together. It was his only moment of peace during the day. He couldn’t possibly think in the day with all the commotion from his little sister, and all the work that had to be done, there was just no time. “Cock-o-doodle-doo!” the rooster cried. It was time to get back to the house and cook breakfast. Jake usually made breakfast because everyone was just waking up at the sound of the rooster. This morning he cooked scrambled eggs, toast, and he heated up some leftover sausage from the morning before. Everyone got seated at the table. It was delightful meal and got the day started off. His parents usually watched the news right after breakfast, and then they get ready for work. Apparently they left it on, because Jaime was watching it when they got done watching it. He flipped the switch to turn the TV off. “Hey!” Jaime whined. “Jaime, you shouldn’t be watchin’ this stuff. It gives you nightmares.” Jake had already gone through experience. A few weeks ago they were watching the news and it was talking about some guy who escaped from the county jail near Chester. Jaime couldn’t go to sleep that night because she thought he would come and get her while she was sleeping. “Fine,” she scoffed. As soon as she left the room, he turned it back on. “There is currently a prison escapee on the loose. He stole the security guard’s keys and escaped. He goes by the name of Greg Richards.” It showed a picture of the escapee. He had a brown buzz cut, a goatee, and his ear pierced. He had a tan, and he looked to be in about his late 20’s. The news anchor continued with the story, “He was last seen driving a black Dodge Ram. If you have any information about this man, please call the police.” “Jake, turn that off. You’ll probably have nightmares just like Jaime.” His mother was always comparing him to Jaime like that. “Yes ma’am.” Jake turned off the TV. His parents left for work about eight and they usually got home about 5:00. His mom worked at the grocery store as the manager and his dad worked at the local bank. There was nothing to do at the house, so Jaime asked Jake if he could play a game with her. He didn’t mind, but she wanted to play some of the stupidest games. “Okay Jaime, what do ya wanna play?” Jake asked reluctantly. “Let’s play hide and go seek!” Jaime shouted. Jake never argued against having to play hide and go seek. It was one of his favorite games. He usually let Jaime hide otherwise she would whine and cry. They ended up playing hide and seek for hours. His parents finally arrived home, so now he could go do something instead of playing with Jaime all day. Jake figured he’d ride is bike. It was in terrible condition with worn out tires, red and rusted paint job, and the seat torn up. But he didn’t care. It was his only option to get away from the world. It made him feel free. He rode it everywhere around town. Of course the town was small enough to see everything in less than an hour on a bicycle. The town was called Chester. It’s a population of about 1200 people. Chester has a bunch of old buildings from a long time ago. But most of those are abandoned. People just had a hard time keeping business in Chester. A whole bunch of people moved, which caused a lot of businesses to move, also. His brown hair was waving in the wind. As he was riding his bike, he heard some bells from a distance. Not like the bells you hear at Christmas time, but big bells. They made such a noise that the whole town could hear them. Maybe even the whole county. He decided to check and see where the bells were coming from. He followed the sound of the bells. It took about 2 minutes to get to where they were. They were coming from some large brick building with a white steeple. At the top of the steeple, there was a small cross. What kind of building has bells, and a steeple with a cross? He wondered. He decided to take a look inside. He walked down the aisle of red carpet. There were people sitting in long stretched pews. Everyone was dressed nice and elegant. He felt like an outcast with the raggedy clothes he had on. “Excuse me, young man. Why are you wearing such clothes?” an older woman asked him. He tried to speak but words wouldn’t budge. He was embarrassed. “Young man?” she said. He ran to the back of room. As he tried to get out the door, a man spoke. Jake turned around and saw a man in the front of the room. The man was tall, and he looked to be in his 30’s. He was wearing a white robe with a green stripe down the middle. “Thank you everyone for being here tonight,” he said speaking through a microphone. “I am the new preacher. My name is Dan Miller. I have recently moved here from Alabama, with my daughter, Carley, and my wife, Joyce,” he stated gesturing to his family in the front row. Carley had shoulder length brown hair. She had the most amazing blue eyes Jake had ever seen.She looked nothing like her mom, Joyce. Jake figured he would stay and listen what Dan had to say. He didn’t have to be home until 8 and it was only 6:45. He went and got seated in the last pew. He paid attention to this preacher as he spoke. “God has a great amount of power. He is so big. He can do anything!” Dan exclaimed raising his hands in the air. “Anything?” Jake whispered to himself. Dan preached for the next hour about this God person. He said God was the man who created this very earth, and created us to live in it. Jake couldn’t wait to tell his parents about God. Jake glanced at his watch. It read at exactly 7:56. Jake was supposed to be home at 8:00 sharp. He jumped on his bike and sped away. His house was about 1 mile out of Chester, so it took him about 10 minutes to get home, but at the speed he was going, Jake could’ve swore he got there in less than 5 minutes. He jumped off the bike and ran to the house. He got to the door, swung it open and ran inside. He tried to be sneaky. He didn’t want his parents to know he had come in late. He completely forgot about the door making a ruckus every time it closed. He raced to door to try to stop it from making the noise. “Jake is that you?” his father had asked from the living room. Jake was so exhausted from the ride home, he could barely speak. “Yes, dad,” he said panting. “Where in the hell have you been, Jake? You were supposed to be home 5 minutes ago.” His father was really strict about being home on time. He wanted to say he was just outside for a bit, but he couldn’t stand lying to his father. “I was at a church,” Jake said looking down at his shoes. “A church? Why were you at this church?” his father asked him with and eyebrow raised. “Well, I was listening to this guy talk about God,” Jake explained innocently. “My gosh Jake! There is no God. People just say that so they can have something to believe in. Now go upstairs and finish your homework.” Jake ran to his room and went to his bed. He lay there, thinking. His dad was usually right about stuff. Maybe there was no God. Maybe Dan was full of himself and didn’t know what he was talking about. He listened to a complete stranger and believed it. His dad was right, there was no God. “Jake! Dinner is ready!” his mom called from downstairs. He headed downstairs at the pace of a gazelle. He was so caught up in all this God stuff he almost forgot about his stomach. He sat down and as soon as he was about to attack the food, his mom smacked his hand. “Not until everyone is seated,” she said as she was putting the food on the table. He looked around and everyone was seated, except his sister. He almost forgot about Jaime, who was still upstairs in her room. “Jake, go upstairs and get your sister,” his mom ordered from across the table. Jake rushed upstairs and headed towards Jamie’s room. Her room was all pink. She had a pink bedspread, pink lamp, and a pink chair. Her room was also a mess. Toys were everywhere. There was so much clutter, that you couldn’t even see the floor. Jake hopped everywhere around the room trying not to step on anything. He finally reached Jaime, who was playing with her dolls. “Hey, sis. It’s time for supper,” he said tapping her on the shoulder. “Okay,” she replied. They both headed downstairs and got seated at the dinner table. Jake and Jaime sat across from each other, and his mom and dad sat at the ends of the table like the queen and king in old medieval times. Today’s dinner was his mom’s specialty, corn on the cob, mashed potatoes and gravy, and grilled pork chops. His mom sure did make a mean batch of mashed potatoes. Jake could finally start eating since everyone was seated. “So are you two ready for the first day of school tomorrow?” his mother asked. “Yes ma’am!” Jaime called out. Jake just sat there, not knowing what to say. “Jake? What about you? Are you ready for school tomorrow?” his mother asked eyeing him from across the table. “Uh. Yes ma’am,” he lied when the truth was he wasn’t ready for the first day of school. Last year, his best friend, Chase, moved away because his mom and dad got better jobs. It was a difficult time because he tried to make new friends but everyone ignored him. He hoped he would have better luck this year. A fantastic dinner was made complete by a dessert of homemade ice cream. Jake was so stuffed afterwards. He cleaned up the dinner table and washed the dishes. Afterwards he went upstairs to his room. His room wasn’t all decorated like Jaime’s room. It was more conservative. He just had off-white walls with the occasional artwork that Jaime had drawn for him on them. Jaime was quite the artist. He grabbed his notebook and an ink pen from his desk, then he got on his bed and began writing. Writing was Jake’s passion. He could write about absolutely anything. He always carried his notebook and his pen in case anything that came to mind, he could write down. He glanced at his watch. It read 9:27. Jake figured he’d get to bed at a decent hour. He put his notebook and pen under the mattress. Then he turned off the lights and went to bed. Email me at aceedsall@yahoo.com if you want more of the story.

Is this good? I’m only 13 and this is the 1st chapter of my book. It’s a beautiful morning. The sun is peeking from the horizon. The spring air is fresh, and the grass is damp from the morning dew. The earth slowly awakens from the peaceful night before. Jake Clemons is always up in time to watch the sunrise. He’s up before the rooster crows. He got dressed quickly to watch the sunrise. He put on his red shirt and some blue jeans. Everyone was still asleep so he had to be quiet. He tiptoed down the hallway. He passed Jamie’s room. Jamie was his 7 year old sister. After he passed everyone’s rooms, he hurried down the stairs and out the door. He jogged towards the big red barn, then through hay and to the ladder leading up to the loft. He climbed up the silver ladder and jumped onto the loft where hay was spread out everywhere. Jake crawled towards the loft window and opened it. Then he sprawled out on the hay and gazed at the sunrise. Watching the sunrise was a good time for Jake to think, and get his thoughts together. It was his only moment of peace during the day. He couldn’t possibly think in the day with all the commotion from his little sister, and all the work that had to be done, there was just no time. “Cock-o-doodle-doo!” the rooster cried. It was time to get back to the house and cook breakfast. Jake usually made breakfast because everyone was just waking up at the sound of the rooster. This morning he cooked scrambled eggs, toast, and he heated up some leftover sausage from the morning before. Everyone got seated at the table. It was delightful meal and got the day started off. His parents usually watched the news right after breakfast, and then they get ready for work. Apparently they left it on, because Jaime was watching it when they got done watching it. He flipped the switch to turn the TV off. “Hey!” Jaime whined. “Jaime, you shouldn’t be watchin’ this stuff. It gives you nightmares.” Jake had already gone through experience. A few weeks ago they were watching the news and it was talking about some guy who escaped from the county jail near Chester. Jaime couldn’t go to sleep that night because she thought he would come and get her while she was sleeping. “Fine,” she scoffed. As soon as she left the room, he turned it back on. “There is currently a prison escapee on the loose. He stole the security guard’s keys and escaped. He goes by the name of Greg Richards.” It showed a picture of the escapee. He had a brown buzz cut, a goatee, and his ear pierced. He had a tan. He looked to be in about his late 20’s. The news anchor continued with the story, “He was last seen driving a black Dodge Ram. If you have any information about this man, please call the police.” “Jake, turn that off. You’ll probably have nightmares just like Jaime.” His mother was always comparing him to Jaime like that. “Yes ma’am.” Jake turned off the TV. His parents left for work about eight and they usually got home about 5:00. His mom worked at the grocery store as the manager and his dad worked at the local bank. There was nothing to at the house. Jaime asked Jake if he could play a game with her. He didn’t mind, but she wanted to play some of the stupidest games. “Okay Jaime, what do ya wanna play?” Jake asked reluctantly. “Let’s play hide and go seek!” Jaime shouted. Jake never argued against having to play hide and go seek. It was one of his favorite games. He usually let Jaime hide otherwise she would whine and cry. They ended up playing hide and seek for hours. His parents finally arrived home, so now he could go do something instead of playing with Jaime all day. Jake figured he’d ride is bike. It was in terrible condition with worn out tires, red and rusted paint job, and the seat torn up. But he didn’t care. It was his only option to get away from the world. It made him feel free. He rode it everywhere around town. Of course the town was small enough to see everything in less than an hour on a bicycle. The town was called Chester. It’s a population of about 1200 people. Chester has a bunch of old buildings from a long time ago. But most of those are abandoned. People just had a hard time keeping business in Chester. A whole bunch of people moved, which caused a lot of businesses to move, also. As he was riding his bike, he heard some bells from a distance. Not like the bells you hear at Christmas time, but big bells. They made such a noise that the whole town could hear them. Maybe even the whole county. He decided to check and see where the bells were coming from. He followed the sound of the bells. It took about 2 minutes to get to where they were. They were coming from some large brick building with a white steeple. At the top of the steeple, there was a small cross. What kind of building has bells, and a steeple with a cross? He wondered. He decided to take a look inside. He walked down the aisle of red carpet. There were people sitting in long stretched pews. Everyone was dressed nice and elegant. He felt like an outcast with the raggedy clothes he had on. “Excuse me, young man. Why are you wearing such clothes?” an older woman asked him. He tried to speak but words wouldn’t budge. He was embarrassed. “Young man?” she said. He ran to the back of room. As he tried to get out the door, a man spoke. Jake turned around and saw a man in the front of the room. This man was tall. He looked to be in his 30’s. He was wearing a white robe with a green stripe down the middle. “Thank you everyone for being here tonight,” he said speaking through a microphone. “I am the new preacher. My name is Dan Miller. I have recently moved here from Alabama, with my daughter, Carley, and my wife, Joyce,” he stated gesturing to his family in the front row. Carley had shoulder length brown hair. She had the most amazing blue eyes Jake had ever seen.She looked nothing like her mom, Joyce. Jake figured he would stay and listen what Dan had to say. He didn’t have to be home until 8 and it was only 6:45. He went and got seated in the last pew. He paid attention to this preacher as he spoke. “God has a great amount of power. He is so big. He can do anything!” Dan exclaimed raising his hands in the air. “Anything?” Jake whispered to himself. Dan preached for the next hour about this God person. He said God was the man who created this very earth, and created us to live in it. Jake couldn’t wait to tell his parents about God. Jake glanced at his watch. It read at exactly 7:56. Jake was supposed to be home at 8:00 sharp. Jake jumped on his bike and sped away. His house was about 1 mile out of Chester, so it took him about 10 minutes to get home, but at the speed he was going, Jake could’ve swore he got there in less than 5 minutes. He jumped off the bike and ran to the house. He got to the door, swung it open and ran inside. He tried to be sneaky. He didn’t want his parents to know he had come in late. He completely forgot about the door making a ruckus every time it closed. He raced to door to try to stop it from making the noise. “Jake is that you?” his father had asked from the living room. Jake was so exhausted from the ride home, he could barely speak. “Yes, dad,” he said panting. “Where in the hell have you been, Jake? You were supposed to be home 5 minutes ago.” His father was really strict about being home on time. He wanted to say he was just outside for a bit, but he couldn’t stand lying to his father. “I was at a church,” Jake said looking down at his shoes. “A church? Why were you at this church?” his father asked him with and eyebrow raised. “Well, I was listening to this guy talk about God,” Jake explained innocently. “My gosh Jake! There is no God. People just say that so they can have something to believe in. Now go upstairs and finish your homework.” Jake ran to his room and went to his bed. He lay there, thinking. His dad was usually right about stuff. Maybe there was no God. Maybe Dan was full of himself and didn’t know what he was talking about. He listened to a complete stranger and believed it. His dad was right, there was no God. “Jake! Dinner is ready!” his mom called from downstairs. He headed downstairs at the pace of a gazelle. He was so caught up in all this God stuff he almost forgot about his stomach. He sat down and as soon as he was about to attack the food, his mom smacked his hand. “Not until everyone is seated,” she said as she was putting the food on the table. He looked around and everyone was seated, except his sister. He almost forgot about Jaime, who was still upstairs in her room. “Jake, go upstairs and get your sister,” his mom ordered from across the table. Jake rushed upstairs and headed towards Jamie’s room. Her room was all pink. She had a pink bedspread, pink lamp, and a pink chair. Her room was also a mess. Toys were everywhere. There was so much clutter, that you couldn’t even see the floor. Jake hopped everywhere around the room trying not to step on anything. He finally reached Jaime, who was playing with her dolls. “Hey, sis. It’s time for supper,” he said tapping her on the shoulder. “Okay,” she replied. They both headed downstairs and got seated at the dinner table. Jake and Jaime sat across from each other, and his mom and dad sat at the ends of the table like the queen and king in old medieval times. Today’s dinner was his mom’s specialty, corn on the cob, mashed potatoes and gravy, and grilled pork chops. His mom sure did make a mean batch of mashed potatoes. Jake could finally start eating since everyone was seated. “So are you two ready for the first day of school tomorrow?” his mother asked. “Yes ma’am!” Jaime called out. Jake just sat there, not knowing what to say. “Jake? What about you? Are you ready for school tomorrow?” his mother asked eyeing him from across the table. “Uh. Yes ma’am,” he lied when the truth was he wasn’t ready for the first day of school. Last year, his best friend moved away because his mom and dad got better jobs. It was a difficult time because he tried to make new friends but everyone ignored him. He hoped he would have better luck this year. The dinner was fantastic. For dessert, they had homemade vanilla ice cream. Jake was so stuffed afterwards. Jake cleaned up the dinner table and washed the dishes. Afterwards he went upstairs to his room. His room wasn’t all decorated like Jaime’s room. It was more conservative. He just had off-white walls with the occasional artwork that Jaime had drawn for him on them. He grabbed his notebook and an ink pen from his desk, then he got on his bed and began writing. Writing was Jake’s passion. He could write about absolutely anything. He always carried his notebook and his pen in case anything that came to mind, he could write down. He glanced at his watch. It read 9:27. Jake figured he’d get to bed at a decent hour. He put his notebook and pen under the mattress. Then he turned off the lights and went to bed. Email me at aceedsall@yahoo.com to get more of the story.

Is this good? It’s morning. The sun is peeking from the horizon. The spring air is fresh, and the grass is damp from the morning dew. The earth slowly awakens from the peaceful night before. Jake Clemons is always up in time to watch the sunrise. He’s up before the rooster crows. He got dressed quickly to watch the sunrise. He put on his red shirt and some blue jeans. Everyone was still asleep so he had to be quiet. He tiptoed down the hallway. He passed Jamie’s room. Jamie was his 7 year old sister. After he passed everyone’s rooms, he hurried down the stairs and out the door. He jogged towards the big red barn. He ran through all the hay and to the ladder leading up to the loft. He climbed up the silver ladder and jumped onto the loft. Hay was spread out throughout the loft. Jake crawled towards the loft window and opened it. Then he sprawled out on the hay and gazed at the sunrise. Watching the sunrise was a good time for Jake to think, and get his thoughts together. It was his only moment of peace during the day. He couldn’t possibly think in the day with all the commotion from his little sister, and all the work that had to be done, there was just no time. “Cock-o-doodle-doo!” the rooster cried. It was time to get back to the house and cook breakfast. Jake usually made breakfast because everyone was just waking up at the sound of the rooster. This morning he cooked scrambled eggs, toast, and he heated up some leftover sausage from the morning before. Everyone got seated at the table. It was delightful meal and got the day started off. His parents usually watched the news right after breakfast, and then they get ready for work. Apparently they left it on, because Jaime was watching it when they got done watching it. He flipped the switch to turn the TV off. “Hey!” Jaime whined. “Jaime, you shouldn’t be watchin’ this stuff. It gives you nightmares.” Jake had already gone through experience. A few weeks ago they were watching the news and it was talking about some guy who escaped from the county jail near Chester. Jaime couldn’t go to sleep that night because she thought he would come and get her while she was sleeping. “Fine,” she scoffed. As soon as she left the room, he turned it back on. “There is currently a prison escapee on the loose. He stole the security guard’s keys and escaped. He goes by the name of Greg Richards.” It showed a picture of the escapee. He had a brown buzz cut, a goatee, and his ear pierced. He had a tan. He looked to be in about his late 20’s. The news anchor continued with the story, “He was last seen driving a black Dodge Ram. If you have any information about this man, please call the police.” “Jake, turn that off. You’ll probably have nightmares just like Jaime.” His mother was always comparing him to Jaime like that. “Yes ma’am.” Jake turned off the TV. His parents left for work about eight. They usually got home about 5:00. His mom worked at the There was nothing to at the house. Jaime asked Jake if he could play a game with her. He didn’t mind but she wanted to play some of the stupidest games. “Okay Jaime, what do ya wanna play?” Jake asked reluctantly. “Let’s play hide and go seek!” Jaime shouted. Jake never argued against having to play hide and go seek. It was one of his favorite games. He usually let Jaime hide otherwise she would whine and cry. They ended up playing hide and seek for hours. His parents finally arrived home. He could now go do something instead of playing with Jaime all day. Jake figured he’d ride is bike. It was in terrible condition with worn out tires, red and rusted paint job, and the seat torn up. But he didn’t care. It was his only option to get away from the world. It made him feel free. He rode it everywhere around town. Of course the town was small enough to see everything in less than an hour on a bicycle. The town was called Chester. It’s a population of about 1200 people. Chester has a bunch of old buildings from a long time ago. But most of those are abandoned. People just had a hard time keeping business in Chester. A whole bunch of people moved, which caused a lot of businesses to move, also. As he was riding his bike, he heard some bells from a distance. Not like the bells you hear at Christmas time, but big bells. They made such a noise that the whole town could hear them. Maybe even the whole county. He decided to check and see where the bells were coming from. He followed the sound of the bells. It took about 2 minutes to get to where they were. They were coming from some large brick building with a white steeple. At the top of the steeple, there was a small cross. What kind of building has bells, and a steeple with a cross? He wondered. He decided to take a look inside. He walked down the aisle of red carpet. There were people sitting in long stretched pews. Everyone was dressed nice and elegant. He felt like an outcast with the raggedy clothes he had on. “Excuse me, young man. Why are you wearing such clothes?” an older woman asked him. He tried to speak but words wouldn’t budge. He was embarrassed. “Young man?” she said. He ran to the back of room. As he tried to get out the door, a man spoke. Jake turned around and saw a man in the front of the room. This man was tall. He looked to be in his 30’s. He was wearing a white robe with a green stripe down the middle. “Thank you everyone for being here tonight,” he said speaking through a microphone. “I am the new preacher. My name is Dan Miller. I have recently moved here from Alabama, with my daughter, Carley, and my wife, Joyce,” he stated gesturing to his family in the front row. Carley had shoulder length brown hair. She had the most amazing blue eyes Jake had ever seen.She looked nothing like her mom, Joyce. Jake figured he would stay and listen what Dan had to say. He didn’t have to be home until 8 and it was only 6:45. He went and got seated in the last pew. He paid attention to this preacher as he spoke. “God has a great amount of power. He is so big. He can do anything!” Dan exclaimed raising his hands in the air. “Anything?” Jake whispered to himself. Dan preached for the next hour about this God person. He said God was the man who created this very earth, and created us to live in it. Jake couldn’t wait to tell his parents about God. Jake glanced at his watch. It read at exactly 7:56. Jake was supposed to be home at 8:00 sharp. Jake jumped on his bike and sped away. His house was about 1 mile out of Chester, so it took him about 10 minutes to get home, but at the speed he was going, Jake could’ve swore he got there in less than 5 minutes. He jumped off the bike and ran to the house. He got to the door, swung it open and ran inside. He tried to be sneaky. He didn’t want his parents to know he had come in late. He completely forgot about the door making a ruckus every time it closed. He raced to door to try to stop it from making the noise. “Jake is that you?” his father had asked from the living room. Jake was so exhausted from the ride home, he could barely speak. “Yes, dad,” he said panting. “Where in the hell have you been, Jake? You were supposed to be home 5 minutes ago.” His father was really strict about being home on time. He wanted to say he was just outside for a bit, but he couldn’t stand lying to his father. “I was at a church,” Jake said looking down at his shoes. “A church? Why were you at this church?” his father asked him with and eyebrow raised. “Well, I was listening to this guy talk about God,” Jake explained innocently. “My gosh Jake! There is no God. People just say that so they can have something to believe in. Now go upstairs and finish your homework. Jake ran to his room and went to his bed. He lay there, thinking. His dad was usually right about stuff. Maybe there was no God. Maybe Dan was full of himself and didn’t know what he was talking about. He listened to a complete stranger and believed it. His dad was right, there was no God. “Jake! Dinner is ready!” his mom called from downstairs. He headed downstairs at the pace of a gazelle. He was so caught up in all this God stuff he almost forgot about his stomach. He sat down and as soon as he was about to attack the food, his mom smacked his hand. “Not until everyone is seated,” she said as she was putting the food on the table. He looked around and everyone was seated, except his sister. He almost forgot about Jaime, who was still upstairs in her room. “Jake, go upstairs and get your sister,” his mom ordered from across the table. Jake rushed upstairs and headed towards Jamie’s room. Her room was all pink. She had a pink bedspread, pink lamp, and a pink chair. Her room was also a mess. Toys were everywhere. There was so much clutter, that you couldn’t even see the floor. Jake hopped everywhere around the room trying not to step on anything. He finally reached Jaime, who was playing with her dolls. “Hey, sis. It’s time for supper,” he said tapping her on the shoulder. “Okay,” she replied. They both headed downstairs and got seated at the dinner table. Jake and Jaime sat across from each other. His mom and dad sat at the ends of the table like the queen and king in old medieval times. Today’s dinner was his mom’s specialty, corn on the cob, mashed potatoes and gravy, and grilled pork chops. His mom sure did make a mean batch of mashed potatoes. Jake could finally start eating since everyone was seated. “So are you two ready for the first day of school tomorrow?” his mother asked. “Yes ma’am!” Jaime called out. Jake just sat there, not knowing what to say. “Jake? What about you? Are you ready for school tomorrow?” his mother asked eyeing him from across the table. “Uh. Yes ma’am,” he lied when the truth was he wasn’t ready for the first day of school. Last year, his best friend moved away because his mom and dad got better jobs. It was a difficult time because he tried to make new friends but everyone ignored him. He hoped he would have better luck this year. The dinner was so delicious. For dessert, they had homemade vanilla ice cream. Jake was so stuffed afterwards. Jake cleaned up the dinner table and washed the dishes. Afterwards he went upstairs to his room. His room wasn’t all decorated like Jaime’s room. It was more conservative. He just had off-white walls with the occasional artwork that Jaime had drawn for him on them. He grabbed his notebook and an ink pen from his desk. He got on his bed and began writing. Writing was Jake’s passion. He could write about absolutely anything. He always carried his notebook and his pen in case anything that came to mind, he could write down. He glanced at his watch. It read 9:27. Jake figured he’d get to bed at a decent hour. He put his notebook and pen under the mattress. Then he turned off the lights and went to bed. Oh i am only 13 years old and this was only the first chapter

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How is it? m only 13 yrs old and this is the first chapter of my book. It’s a beautiful morning. The sun was peeking from the horizon. The spring air was fresh, and the grass was damp from the morning dew. The earth slowly awakened from the peaceful night before. Jake Clemons was always up in time to watch the sunrise. He’s up before the rooster crows. He got dressed quickly to watch the sunrise. He had to be quiet as he put on his red shirt ad blue jeans. He tiptoed down the hallway, and he passed Jamie’s room. Jamie was his 7 year old sister. After he passed everyone’s rooms, he hurried down the stairs and out the door. He jogged towards the big red barn. He felt the dampness of the grass seep into his shoes. He then ran through the dry hay and to the silver ladder leading up to the loft. Jake climbed up the ladder and then he crawled towards the loft window and opened it. He sprawled out on the hay and gazed at the sunrise. Watching the sunrise was a good time for Jake to think, and get his thoughts together. It was his only moment of peace during the day. He couldn’t possibly think in the day with all the commotion from his little sister, and all the work that had to be done, there was just no time. “****-o-doodle-doo!” the rooster cried. It was time to get back to the house and cook breakfast. Jake usually made breakfast because everyone was just waking up at the sound of the rooster. This morning he cooked scrambled eggs, toast, and he heated up some leftover sausage from the morning before. Everyone got seated at the table. It was delightful meal and got the day started off. His parents usually watched the news right after breakfast, and then they get ready for work. Apparently they left it on, because Jaime was watching it when they got done watching it. He flipped the switch to turn the TV off. “Hey!” Jaime whined. “Jaime, you shouldn’t be watchin’ this stuff. It gives you nightmares.” Jake had already gone through experience. A few weeks ago they were watching the news and it was talking about some guy who escaped from the county jail near Chester. Jaime couldn’t go to sleep that night because she thought he would come and get her while she was sleeping. “Fine,” she scoffed. As soon as she left the room, he turned it back on. “There is currently a prison escapee on the loose. He stole the security guard’s keys and escaped. He goes by the name of Greg Richards.” It showed a picture of the escapee. He had a brown buzz cut, a goatee, and his ear pierced. He had a tan, and he looked to be in about his late 20’s. The news anchor continued with the story, “He was last seen driving a black Dodge Ram. If you have any information about this man, please call the police.” “Jake, turn that off. You’ll probably have nightmares just like Jaime.” His mother was always comparing him to Jaime like that. “Yes ma’am.” Jake turned off the TV. His parents left for work about eight and they usually got home about 5:00. His mom worked at the grocery store as the manager and his dad worked at the local bank. There was nothing to do at the house, so Jaime asked Jake if he could play a game with her. He didn’t mind, but she wanted to play some of the stupidest games. “Okay Jaime, what do ya wanna play?” Jake asked reluctantly. “Let’s play hide and go seek!” Jaime shouted. Jake never argued against having to play hide and go seek. It was one of his favorite games. He usually let Jaime hide otherwise she would whine and cry. They ended up playing hide and seek for hours. His parents finally arrived home, so now he could go do something instead of playing with Jaime all day. Jake figured he’d ride is bike. It was in terrible condition with worn out tires, red and rusted paint job, and the seat torn up. But he didn’t care. It was his only option to get away from the world. It made him feel free. He rode it everywhere around town. Of course the town was small enough to see everything in less than an hour on a bicycle. The town was called Chester. It’s a population of about 1200 people. Chester has a bunch of old buildings from a long time ago. But most of those are abandoned. People just had a hard time keeping business in Chester. A whole bunch of people moved, which caused a lot of businesses to move, also. His brown hair was waving in the wind. As he was riding his bike, he heard some bells from a distance. Not like the bells you hear at Christmas time, but big bells. They made such a noise that the whole town could hear them. Maybe even the whole county. He decided to check and see where the bells were coming from. He followed the sound of the bells. It took about 2 minutes to get to where they were. They were coming from some large brick building with a white steeple. At the top of the steeple, there was a small cross. What kind of building has bells, and a steeple with a cross? He wondered. He decided to take a look inside. He walked down the aisle of red carpet. There were people sitting in long stretched pews. Everyone was dressed nice and elegant. He felt like an outcast with the raggedy clothes he had on. “Excuse me, young man. Why are you wearing such clothes?” an older woman asked him. He tried to speak but words wouldn’t budge. He was embarrassed. “Young man?” she said. He ran to the back of room. As he tried to get out the door, a man spoke. Jake turned around and saw a man in the front of the room. The man was tall, and he looked to be in his 30’s. He was wearing a white robe with a green stripe down the middle. “Thank you everyone for being here tonight,” he said speaking through a microphone. “I am the new preacher. My name is Dan Miller. I have recently moved here from Alabama, with my daughter, Carley, and my wife, Joyce,” he stated gesturing to his family in the front row. Carley had shoulder length brown hair. She had the most amazing blue eyes Jake had ever seen.She looked nothing like her mom, Joyce. Jake figured he would stay and listen what Dan had to say. He didn’t have to be home until 8 and it was only 6:45. He went and got seated in the last pew. He paid attention to this preacher as he spoke. “God has a great amount of power. He is so big. He can do anything!” Dan exclaimed raising his hands in the air. “Anything?” Jake whispered to himself. Dan preached for the next hour about this God person. He said God was the man who created this very earth, and created us to live in it. Jake couldn’t wait to tell his parents about God. Jake glanced at his watch. It read at exactly 7:56. Jake was supposed to be home at 8:00 sharp. He jumped on his bike and sped away. His house was about 1 mile out of Chester, so it took him about 10 minutes to get home, but at the speed he was going, Jake could’ve swore he got there in less than 5 minutes. He jumped off the bike and ran to the house. He got to the door, swung it open and ran inside. He tried to be sneaky. He didn’t want his parents to know he had come in late. He completely forgot about the door making a ruckus every time it closed. He raced to door to try to stop it from making the noise. “Jake is that you?” his father had asked from the living room. Jake was so exhausted from the ride home, he could barely speak. “Yes, dad,” he said panting. “Where in the hell have you been, Jake? You were supposed to be home 5 minutes ago.” His father was really strict about being home on time. He wanted to say he was just outside for a bit, but he couldn’t stand lying to his father. “I was at a church,” Jake said looking down at his shoes. “A church? Why were you at this church?” his father asked him with and eyebrow raised. “Well, I was listening to this guy talk about God,” Jake explained innocently. “My gosh Jake! There is no God. People just say that so they can have something to believe in. Now go upstairs and finish your homework.” Jake ran to his room and went to his bed. He lay there, thinking. His dad was usually right about stuff. Maybe there was no God. Maybe Dan was full of himself and didn’t know what he was talking about. He listened to a complete stranger and believed it. His dad was right, there was no God. “Jake! Dinner is ready!” his mom called from downstairs. He headed downstairs at the pace of a gazelle. He was so caught up in all this God stuff he almost forgot about his stomach. He sat down and as soon as he was about to attack the food, his mom smacked his hand. “Not until everyone is seated,” she said as she was putting the food on the table. He looked around and everyone was seated, except his sister. He almost forgot about Jaime, who was still upstairs in her room. “Jake, go upstairs and get your sister,” his mom ordered from across the table. Jake rushed upstairs and headed towards Jamie’s room. Her room was all pink. She had a pink bedspread, pink lamp, and a pink chair. Her room was also a mess. Toys were everywhere. There was so much clutter, that you couldn’t even see the floor. Jake hopped everywhere around the room trying not to step on anything. He finally reached Jaime, who was playing with her dolls. “Hey, sis. It’s time for supper,” he said tapping her on the shoulder. “Okay,” she replied. They both headed downstairs and got seated at the dinner table. Jake and Jaime sat across from each other, and his mom and dad sat at the ends of the table like the queen and king in old medieval times. Today’s dinner was his mom’s specialty, corn on the cob, mashed potatoes and gravy, and grilled pork chops. His mom sure did make a mean batch of mashed potatoes. Jake could finally start eating since everyone was seated. “So are you two ready for the first day of school tomorrow?” his mother asked. “Yes ma’am!” Jaime called out. Jake just sat there, not knowing what to say. “Jake? What about you? Are you ready for school tomorrow?” his mother asked eyeing him from across the table. “Uh. Yes ma’am,” he lied when the truth was he wasn’t ready for the first day of school. Last year, his best friend, Chase, moved away because his mom and dad got better jobs. It was a difficult time because he tried to make new friends but everyone ignored him. He hoped he would have better luck this year. A fantastic dinner was made complete by a dessert of homemade ice cream. Jake was so stuffed afterwards. He cleaned up the dinner table and washed the dishes. Afterwards he went upstairs to his room. His room wasn’t all decorated like Jaime’s room. It was more conservative. He just had off-white walls with the occasional artwork that Jaime had drawn for him on them. Jaime was quite the artist. He grabbed his notebook and an ink pen from his desk, then he got on his bed and began writing. Writing was Jake’s passion. He could write about absolutely anything. He always carried his notebook and his pen in case anything that came to mind, he could write down. He glanced at his watch. It read 9:27. Jake figured he’d get to bed at a decent hour. He put his notebook and pen under the mattress. Then he turned off the lights and went to bed. Email me at aceedsall@yahoo.com if you want more of the story.

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do you know any remedy for dark skin around eyes? I an a 36 y.o. woman and I have brown skin around eyes, it gets darker during period or stress and gives me a tired look. what can I do to get rid of it? I tried cocumbers and potatoes. any other homemade home treatment or good cream to use? thanks for your help

Facial masks, etc? Does anyone know of any good homemade facial masks, or like eye creams that work well or prevent eye wrinkles?

can you help me to get rid of the brown color around eyes? the skin around my eyes is brown and it gives me a tired appearence. When I am near period it gets darker. can u tell me if there exist some methods either homemade or creams or whatever can help? I really would appreciate your help because this color made me tired

Can you answer this riddle? Can you answer this riddle? Here is a pretty neat little thing from Paul Harvey. See if you can guess the riddle at the end. Paul Harvey Writes: We tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them worse. For my grandchildren, I'd like better. I'd really like for them to know about hand me down clothes and homemade ice cream and leftover meat loaf sandwiches. I really would. I hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and that you learn honesty by being cheated. I hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the car. And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen. It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your old dog put to sleep. I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in. I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother/sister. And it's all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room,but when he wants to crawl under the covers with you be

Is this good? I am only 13 yrs old and this is chapter 1 of my book. It’s morning. The sun is peeking from the horizon. The spring air is fresh, and the grass is damp from the morning dew. The earth slowly awakens from the peaceful night before. Jake Clemons is always up in time to watch the sunrise. He’s up before the rooster crows. He got dressed quickly to watch the sunrise. He put on his red shirt and some blue jeans. Everyone was still asleep so he had to be quiet. He tiptoed down the hallway. He passed Jamie’s room. Jamie was his 7 year old sister. After he passed everyone’s rooms, he hurried down the stairs and out the door. He jogged towards the big red barn. He ran through all the hay and to the ladder leading up to the loft. He climbed up the silver ladder and jumped onto the loft. Hay was spread out throughout the loft. Jake crawled towards the loft window and opened it. Then he sprawled out on the hay and gazed at the sunrise. Watching the sunrise was a good time for Jake to think, and get his thoughts together. It was his only moment of peace during the day. He couldn’t possibly think in the day with all the commotion from his little sister, and all the work that had to be done, there was just no time. “Cock-o-doodle-doo!” the rooster cried. It was time to get back to the house and cook breakfast. Jake usually made breakfast because everyone was just waking up at the sound of the rooster. This morning he cooked scrambled eggs, toast, and he heated up some leftover sausage from the morning before. Everyone got seated at the table. It was delightful meal and got the day started off. His parents usually watched the news right after breakfast, and then they get ready for work. Apparently they left it on, because Jaime was watching it when they got done watching it. He flipped the switch to turn the TV off. “Hey!” Jaime whined. “Jaime, you shouldn’t be watchin’ this stuff. It gives you nightmares.” Jake had already gone through experience. A few weeks ago they were watching the news and it was talking about some guy who escaped from the county jail near Chester. Jaime couldn’t go to sleep that night because she thought he would come and get her while she was sleeping. “Fine,” she scoffed. As soon as she left the room, he turned it back on. “There is currently a prison escapee on the loose. He stole the security guard’s keys and escaped. He goes by the name of Greg Richards.” It showed a picture of the escapee. He had a brown buzz cut, a goatee, and his ear pierced. He had a tan. He looked to be in about his late 20’s. The news anchor continued with the story, “He was last seen driving a black Dodge Ram. If you have any information about this man, please call the police.” “Jake, turn that off. You’ll probably have nightmares just like Jaime.” His mother was always comparing him to Jaime like that. “Yes ma’am.” Jake turned off the TV. His parents left for work about eight. They usually got home about 5:00. His mom worked at the grocery store as the manager and his dad worked at the local bank. There was nothing to at the house. Jaime asked Jake if he could play a game with her. He didn’t mind but she wanted to play some of the stupidest games. “Okay Jaime, what do ya wanna play?” Jake asked reluctantly. “Let’s play hide and go seek!” Jaime shouted. Jake never argued against having to play hide and go seek. It was one of his favorite games. He usually let Jaime hide otherwise she would whine and cry. They ended up playing hide and seek for hours. His parents finally arrived home. He could now go do something instead of playing with Jaime all day. Jake figured he’d ride is bike. It was in terrible condition with worn out tires, red and rusted paint job, and the seat torn up. But he didn’t care. It was his only option to get away from the world. It made him feel free. He rode it everywhere around town. Of course the town was small enough to see everything in less than an hour on a bicycle. The town was called Chester. It’s a population of about 1200 people. Chester has a bunch of old buildings from a long time ago. But most of those are abandoned. People just had a hard time keeping business in Chester. A whole bunch of people moved, which caused a lot of businesses to move, also. As he was riding his bike, he heard some bells from a distance. Not like the bells you hear at Christmas time, but big bells. They made such a noise that the whole town could hear them. Maybe even the whole county. He decided to check and see where the bells were coming from. He followed the sound of the bells. It took about 2 minutes to get to where they were. They were coming from some large brick building with a white steeple. At the top of the steeple, there was a small cross. What kind of building has bells, and a steeple with a cross? He wondered. He decided to take a look inside. He walked down the aisle of red carpet. There were people sitting in long stretched pews. Everyone was dressed nice and elegant. He felt like an outcast with the raggedy clothes he had on. “Excuse me, young man. Why are you wearing such clothes?” an older woman asked him. He tried to speak but words wouldn’t budge. He was embarrassed. “Young man?” she said. He ran to the back of room. As he tried to get out the door, a man spoke. Jake turned around and saw a man in the front of the room. This man was tall. He looked to be in his 30’s. He was wearing a white robe with a green stripe down the middle. “Thank you everyone for being here tonight,” he said speaking through a microphone. “I am the new preacher. My name is Dan Miller. I have recently moved here from Alabama, with my daughter, Carley, and my wife, Joyce,” he stated gesturing to his family in the front row. Carley had shoulder length brown hair. She had the most amazing blue eyes Jake had ever seen.She looked nothing like her mom, Joyce. Jake figured he would stay and listen what Dan had to say. He didn’t have to be home until 8 and it was only 6:45. He went and got seated in the last pew. He paid attention to this preacher as he spoke. “God has a great amount of power. He is so big. He can do anything!” Dan exclaimed raising his hands in the air. “Anything?” Jake whispered to himself. Dan preached for the next hour about this God person. He said God was the man who created this very earth, and created us to live in it. Jake couldn’t wait to tell his parents about God. Jake glanced at his watch. It read at exactly 7:56. Jake was supposed to be home at 8:00 sharp. Jake jumped on his bike and sped away. His house was about 1 mile out of Chester, so it took him about 10 minutes to get home, but at the speed he was going, Jake could’ve swore he got there in less than 5 minutes. He jumped off the bike and ran to the house. He got to the door, swung it open and ran inside. He tried to be sneaky. He didn’t want his parents to know he had come in late. He completely forgot about the door making a ruckus every time it closed. He raced to door to try to stop it from making the noise. “Jake is that you?” his father had asked from the living room. Jake was so exhausted from the ride home, he could barely speak. “Yes, dad,” he said panting. “Where in the hell have you been, Jake? You were supposed to be home 5 minutes ago.” His father was really strict about being home on time. He wanted to say he was just outside for a bit, but he couldn’t stand lying to his father. “I was at a church,” Jake said looking down at his shoes. “A church? Why were you at this church?” his father asked him with and eyebrow raised. “Well, I was listening to this guy talk about God,” Jake explained innocently. “My gosh Jake! There is no God. People just say that so they can have something to believe in. Now go upstairs and finish your homework.” Jake ran to his room and went to his bed. He lay there, thinking. His dad was usually right about stuff. Maybe there was no God. Maybe Dan was full of himself and didn’t know what he was talking about. He listened to a complete stranger and believed it. His dad was right, there was no God. “Jake! Dinner is ready!” his mom called from downstairs. He headed downstairs at the pace of a gazelle. He was so caught up in all this God stuff he almost forgot about his stomach. He sat down and as soon as he was about to attack the food, his mom smacked his hand. “Not until everyone is seated,” she said as she was putting the food on the table. He looked around and everyone was seated, except his sister. He almost forgot about Jaime, who was still upstairs in her room. “Jake, go upstairs and get your sister,” his mom ordered from across the table. Jake rushed upstairs and headed towards Jamie’s room. Her room was all pink. She had a pink bedspread, pink lamp, and a pink chair. Her room was also a mess. Toys were everywhere. There was so much clutter, that you couldn’t even see the floor. Jake hopped everywhere around the room trying not to step on anything. He finally reached Jaime, who was playing with her dolls. “Hey, sis. It’s time for supper,” he said tapping her on the shoulder. “Okay,” she replied. They both headed downstairs and got seated at the dinner table. Jake and Jaime sat across from each other. His mom and dad sat at the ends of the table like the queen and king in old medieval times. Today’s dinner was his mom’s specialty, corn on the cob, mashed potatoes and gravy, and grilled pork chops. His mom sure did make a mean batch of mashed potatoes. Jake could finally start eating since everyone was seated. “So are you two ready for the first day of school tomorrow?” his mother asked. “Yes ma’am!” Jaime called out. Jake just sat there, not knowing what to say. “Jake? What about you? Are you ready for school tomorrow?” his mother asked eyeing him from across the table. “Uh. Yes ma’am,” he lied when the truth was he wasn’t ready for the first day of school. Last year, his best friend moved away because his mom and dad got better jobs. It was a difficult time because he tried to make new friends but everyone ignored him. He hoped he would have better luck this year. The dinner was so delicious. For dessert, they had homemade vanilla ice cream. Jake was so stuffed afterwards. Jake cleaned up the dinner table and washed the dishes. Afterwards he went upstairs to his room. His room wasn’t all decorated like Jaime’s room. It was more conservative. He just had off-white walls with the occasional artwork that Jaime had drawn for him on them. He grabbed his notebook and an ink pen from his desk. He got on his bed and began writing. Writing was Jake’s passion. He could write about absolutely anything. He always carried his notebook and his pen in case anything that came to mind, he could write down. He glanced at his watch. It read 9:27. Jake figured he’d get to bed at a decent hour. He put his notebook and pen under the mattress. Then he turned off the lights and went to bed.

Hm..... Is it good? I’m 13 yrs old and this is the first chpter of my book. It was a beautiful morning. The sun was peeking from the horizon, painting the sky with wonderful warm hues. The spring air was fresh, and the green grass was damp from the glistening morning dew. The earth slowly awakened from its peaceful night, stretching it's arms known as trees and yawning, creating a light breeze. Jake Clemons was always up in time to watch the breathtaking sunrise. He'd be up before the rooster crowed, or anyone else in fact. He got dressed quickly to watch the sunrise. He had to be quiet as he put on his red shirt ad blue jeans. He tiptoed down the hallway, and he passed Jamie’s room. Jamie was his 7 year old sister. She was snoring away like a cute little angel. After he passed everyone’s rooms, he hurried down the stairs and out the door. He dashed towards the huge barn. He felt the dampness of the grass seep into his shoes as he was running. He then ran through the dry hay and to the silver ladder leading up to the loft. He couldn’t afford to miss even a minute of the sunrise. Jake climbed up the ladder and then he crawled towards the loft window and opened it. He sprawled out on the hay and gazed at the sunrise. Watching the sunrise was a good time for Jake to think, and get his thoughts together. It was his only moment of peace during the day. He couldn’t possibly think in the day with all the commotion from his little sister, and all the work that had to be done, there was just no time. “Cock-o-doodle-doo!” the rooster cried. It was time to get back to the house and cook breakfast. Jake usually made breakfast because everyone was just waking up at the sound of the rooster. This morning he cooked scrambled eggs, toast, and he heated up some leftover sausage from the morning before. Everyone got seated at the table, yawing and barley awake. Jake was the only one wide-eyed an alert. The breakfast was a very was delightful meal and got the day started off. Jake’s parents usually watched the news right after breakfast, and then they get ready for work. Apparently they left it on, because Jaime was watching it when they got done watching it. He flipped the switch to turn the TV off. “Hey!” Jaime whined. “Jaime, you shouldn’t be watchin’ this stuff. It gives you nightmares.” Jake had already gone through experience. A few weeks ago they were watching the news and it was talking about another guy who escaped from the county jail near Chester. Jaime couldn’t go to sleep that night because she thought he would come and get her while she was sleeping. “Fine,” she scoffed as she stomped out of the room angrily. As soon as she left the room, he turned it back on. “There is currently a prison escapee on the loose. He stole the security guard’s keys and escaped. He goes by the name of Greg Richards.” It showed a picture of the escapee. He had a brown buzz cut, a goatee, and his ear pierced. He had a tan, and he appeared to be in about his late 20’s. The news anchor continued with the story, “He was last seen driving a black Dodge Ram. If you have any information about this man, please call the police.” “Jake, turn that off. You’ll probably have nightmares just like Jaime.” His mother was always comparing him to Jaime like that. “Yes ma’am.” Jake pushed the ‘OFF’ button. His parents left for work about eight and they usually got home about 5:00. His mom was the manager at grocery store and his dad worked at the local bank. There was nothing to do at the house, so Jaime asked Jake if he could play a game with her. He didn’t mind, but she wanted to play some of the stupidest games. “Okay Jaime, what do ya wanna play?” Jake asked reluctantly. “Let’s play hide and go seek!” Jaime shouted. Jake never argued against having to play hide and go seek. It was one of his favorite games. He usually let Jaime hide otherwise she would whine and cry. They ended up playing hide and seek for hours. His parents finally arrived home, so now he could go do something instead of playing with Jaime all day. Jake figured he’d ride is bike. It was in terrible condition with worn out tires, red and rusted paint job, and the seat torn up. But he didn’t care. It was his only option to get away from the world. It made him feel free. He rode it everywhere around town. Of course the town was small enough to see everything in less than an hour on a bicycle. The town was called Chester. It’s a population of about 1200 people. Chester has a bunch of old buildings from a long time ago. But most of those are abandoned. People just had a hard time keeping business in Chester. A whole bunch of people moved, which caused a lot of businesses to move, also. His brown hair was waving in the wind. As he was riding his bike, he heard some bells from a distance. Not like the bells you hear at Christmas time, but big bells. They made such a noise that the whole town could hear them. Maybe even the whole county. He decided to check and see where the bells were coming from. He followed the sound of the bells. It took about 2 minutes to get to where they were. They were coming from some large brick building with a white steeple. At the top of the steeple, there was a small cross. What kind of building has bells, and a steeple with a cross? He wondered. He decided to take a look inside. He walked down the aisle of red carpet. There were people sitting in long stretched pews. Everyone was dressed nice and elegant. He felt like an outcast with the raggedy clothes he had on. “Excuse me, young man. Why are you wearing such clothes?” an older woman asked him. He tried to speak but words wouldn’t budge. He was embarrassed. “Young man?” she said. As he ran to the back of the room, a man spoke. Jake turned around and saw a tall man in the front of the room. He looked to be in his 30’s, and he was wearing a white robe with a green stripe down the middle. “Thank you everyone for being here tonight,” he said speaking through a microphone. “I am the new preacher. My name is Dan Miller. I have recently moved here from Alabama, with my daughter, Carley, and my wife, Joyce,” he stated gesturing to his family in the front row. Carley had shoulder length brown hair with the most amazing blue eyes Jake had ever seen. She looked nothing like her mom, Joyce, who had green eyes and blonde hair. Jake figured he would stay and listen what Dan had to say. He didn’t have to be home until 8 and it was only 6:45. He went and got seated in the last pew. He paid attention to this preacher as he spoke. Jake pulled out a notebook and pen from his back pocket and began taking notes. “God has a great amount of power. He is so big. He can do anything!” Dan exclaimed raising his hands in the air. “Anything?” Jake whispered to himself. Dan preached for the next hour about this God person. He said God was the man who created this very earth, and created us to live in it. Jake couldn’t wait to tell his parents about God. Jake glanced at his watch, and it read at exactly 7:56. Jake was supposed to be home at 8:00 sharp. He jumped on his bike and sped away. His house was about 1 mile out of Chester, so it took him about 10 minutes to get home, but at the speed he was going, Jake could’ve swore he got there in less than 5 minutes. He jumped off the bike and darted to the house. He got to the door, swung it open and ran inside. He tried to be sneaky, He didn’t want his parents to know he had come in late. He completely forgot about the door making a ruckus every time it closed. He raced to door to try to stop it from making the noise. “Jake is that you?” his father had asked from the living room. Jake was so exhausted from the ride home, he could barely speak. “Yes, dad,” he said panting. “Where in the hell have you been, Jake? You were supposed to be home 5 minutes ago.” His father was really strict about being home on time. He wanted to say he was just outside for a bit, but he couldn’t stand lying to his father. “I was at a church,” Jake said looking down at his shoes. “A church? Why were you at this church?” his father asked him with and eyebrow raised. “Well, I was listening to this guy talk about God,” Jake explained innocently. “My gosh Jake! There is no God. People just say that so they can have something to believe in. Now go upstairs and finish your homework.” Jake ran to his room and went to his bed. He laid there, thinking. His dad was usually right about stuff. Maybe there was no God. Maybe Dan was full of himself and didn’t know what he was talking about. He listened to a complete stranger and believed it. His dad was right, there was no God. “Jake! Dinner is ready!” his mom called from downstairs. He headed downstairs at the pace of a gazelle. He was so caught up in all this God stuff he almost forgot about his stomach. He sat down and as soon as he was about to attack the food, his mom smacked his hand. “Not until everyone is seated,” she said as she was putting the food on the table. He looked around and everyone was seated, except his sister, Jaime, who was still upstairs in her room. “Jake, go upstairs and get your sister,” his mom ordered from across the table. Jake rushed upstairs and headed towards Jamie’s room. Her room was all pink. She had a pink bedspread, pink lamp, and a pink chair. Her room was also a mess with toys everywhere. There was so much clutter, that you couldn’t even see the floor. Jake hopped everywhere around the room trying not to step on anything. He finally reached Jaime, who was playing with her dolls. “Hey, sis. It’s time for supper,” he said tapping her on the shoulder. “Okay,” she replied. They both headed downstairs and got seated at the dinner table. Jake and Jaime sat across from each other, and his mom and dad sat at the ends of the table like the queen and king in old medieval times. Today’s dinner was his mom’s specialty, corn on the cob, mashed potatoes and gravy, and grilled pork chops. His mom sure did make a mean batch of mashed potatoes. Jake could finally start eating since everyone was seated. “So are you two ready for the first day of school tomorrow?” his mother asked. “Yes ma’am!” Jaime called out. Jake just sat there, not knowing what to say. “Jake? What about you? Are you ready for school tomorrow?” his mother asked eyeing him from across the table. “Uh. Yes ma’am,” he lied when the truth was he wasn’t ready for the first day of school. Last year, his best friend, Chase, moved away because his mom and dad got better jobs. It was a difficult time because he tried to make new friends but everyone ignored him. He hoped he would have better luck this year. A fantastic dinner was made complete by a dessert of homemade ice cream. Jake was so stuffed after dinner, he could barely walk. His mom’s homemade ice cream was his weakness. He cleaned up the dinner table and washed the dishes. Afterwards he went upstairs to his room. His room wasn’t all decorated like Jaime’s room. It was more conservative. He just had off-white walls with the occasional artwork that Jaime had drawn for him on them. Jaime was quite the artist. He grabbed his notebook and an ink pen from his desk, and then he got on his bed and began writing. Writing was Jake’s passion. He could write about absolutely anything. He always carried his notebook and his pen in case anything that came to mind, he could write down. He glanced at his watch. It read 9:27. Jake figured he’d get to bed at a decent hour. He put his notebook and pen under the mattress, turned off the lights and went to bed. Email me at ace_edsall@yahoo.com to get more of the story.

how can i make my uneven skin look fairer and even? on my face, somewhere there are dark patches somewhere there are light patches. due to sunburn and continous studying, my eyes have developed dark circles and i couldn't apply ladies dark circle creams because i am just 13 going on 14 years.under my eye thee are dark patches which blend with the fairer color of my cheeks. it really looks so wierd. if i apply certain fairing creams, pimples develop on that area.my forehead also has blending dark patches and the midst of my cheek is very fair. what is this problem? please don't tell meto use creams or artificial scrubs which are in the market.my mother doesn't understand the problem and she never lets me do even a homemade facial. will you please suggest me homemade remedies like scrubs, homemade creams etc. to apply on the face to make the dark patches fairer? my mother doesn't allow my skin becoming tan, thts why she doesn't allow me t be on the beach for a longer time.

How do i get rid of my dark cirkces around my eyes? I have dark circles around my eyes and was wondering how I can get rid of them.Please tell me an easy homemade solution(not a special cream or anything) that lightens it at least.Please be specific on what to do.. thanks

How is it? am only 13 yrs old and this is the first chapter of my book. It’s a beautiful morning. The sun was peeking from the horizon. The spring air was fresh, and the grass was damp from the morning dew. The earth slowly awakened from the peaceful night before. Jake Clemons was always up in time to watch the sunrise. He’s up before the rooster crows. He got dressed quickly to watch the sunrise. He had to be quiet as he put on his red shirt ad blue jeans. He tiptoed down the hallway, and he passed Jamie’s room. Jamie was his 7 year old sister. After he passed everyone’s rooms, he hurried down the stairs and out the door. He jogged towards the big red barn. He felt the dampness of the grass seep into his shoes. He then ran through the dry hay and to the silver ladder leading up to the loft. Jake climbed up the ladder and then he crawled towards the loft window and opened it. He sprawled out on the hay and gazed at the sunrise. Watching the sunrise was a good time for Jake to think, and get his thoughts together. It was his only moment of peace during the day. He couldn’t possibly think in the day with all the commotion from his little sister, and all the work that had to be done, there was just no time. “****-o-doodle-doo!” the rooster cried. It was time to get back to the house and cook breakfast. Jake usually made breakfast because everyone was just waking up at the sound of the rooster. This morning he cooked scrambled eggs, toast, and he heated up some leftover sausage from the morning before. Everyone got seated at the table. It was delightful meal and got the day started off. His parents usually watched the news right after breakfast, and then they get ready for work. Apparently they left it on, because Jaime was watching it when they got done watching it. He flipped the switch to turn the TV off. “Hey!” Jaime whined. “Jaime, you shouldn’t be watchin’ this stuff. It gives you nightmares.” Jake had already gone through experience. A few weeks ago they were watching the news and it was talking about some guy who escaped from the county jail near Chester. Jaime couldn’t go to sleep that night because she thought he would come and get her while she was sleeping. “Fine,” she scoffed. As soon as she left the room, he turned it back on. “There is currently a prison escapee on the loose. He stole the security guard’s keys and escaped. He goes by the name of Greg Richards.” It showed a picture of the escapee. He had a brown buzz cut, a goatee, and his ear pierced. He had a tan, and he looked to be in about his late 20’s. The news anchor continued with the story, “He was last seen driving a black Dodge Ram. If you have any information about this man, please call the police.” “Jake, turn that off. You’ll probably have nightmares just like Jaime.” His mother was always comparing him to Jaime like that. “Yes ma’am.” Jake turned off the TV. His parents left for work about eight and they usually got home about 5:00. His mom worked at the grocery store as the manager and his dad worked at the local bank. There was nothing to do at the house, so Jaime asked Jake if he could play a game with her. He didn’t mind, but she wanted to play some of the stupidest games. “Okay Jaime, what do ya wanna play?” Jake asked reluctantly. “Let’s play hide and go seek!” Jaime shouted. Jake never argued against having to play hide and go seek. It was one of his favorite games. He usually let Jaime hide otherwise she would whine and cry. They ended up playing hide and seek for hours. His parents finally arrived home, so now he could go do something instead of playing with Jaime all day. Jake figured he’d ride is bike. It was in terrible condition with worn out tires, red and rusted paint job, and the seat torn up. But he didn’t care. It was his only option to get away from the world. It made him feel free. He rode it everywhere around town. Of course the town was small enough to see everything in less than an hour on a bicycle. The town was called Chester. It’s a population of about 1200 people. Chester has a bunch of old buildings from a long time ago. But most of those are abandoned. People just had a hard time keeping business in Chester. A whole bunch of people moved, which caused a lot of businesses to move, also. His brown hair was waving in the wind. As he was riding his bike, he heard some bells from a distance. Not like the bells you hear at Christmas time, but big bells. They made such a noise that the whole town could hear them. Maybe even the whole county. He decided to check and see where the bells were coming from. He followed the sound of the bells. It took about 2 minutes to get to where they were. They were coming from some large brick building with a white steeple. At the top of the steeple, there was a small cross. What kind of building has bells, and a steeple with a cross? He wondered. He decided to take a look inside. He walked down the aisle of red carpet. There were people sitting in long stretched pews. Everyone was dressed nice and elegant. He felt like an outcast with the raggedy clothes he had on. “Excuse me, young man. Why are you wearing such clothes?” an older woman asked him. He tried to speak but words wouldn’t budge. He was embarrassed. “Young man?” she said. He ran to the back of room. As he tried to get out the door, a man spoke. Jake turned around and saw a man in the front of the room. The man was tall, and he looked to be in his 30’s. He was wearing a white robe with a green stripe down the middle. “Thank you everyone for being here tonight,” he said speaking through a microphone. “I am the new preacher. My name is Dan Miller. I have recently moved here from Alabama, with my daughter, Carley, and my wife, Joyce,” he stated gesturing to his family in the front row. Carley had shoulder length brown hair. She had the most amazing blue eyes Jake had ever seen.She looked nothing like her mom, Joyce. Jake figured he would stay and listen what Dan had to say. He didn’t have to be home until 8 and it was only 6:45. He went and got seated in the last pew. He paid attention to this preacher as he spoke. “God has a great amount of power. He is so big. He can do anything!” Dan exclaimed raising his hands in the air. “Anything?” Jake whispered to himself. Dan preached for the next hour about this God person. He said God was the man who created this very earth, and created us to live in it. Jake couldn’t wait to tell his parents about God. Jake glanced at his watch. It read at exactly 7:56. Jake was supposed to be home at 8:00 sharp. He jumped on his bike and sped away. His house was about 1 mile out of Chester, so it took him about 10 minutes to get home, but at the speed he was going, Jake could’ve swore he got there in less than 5 minutes. He jumped off the bike and ran to the house. He got to the door, swung it open and ran inside. He tried to be sneaky. He didn’t want his parents to know he had come in late. He completely forgot about the door making a ruckus every time it closed. He raced to door to try to stop it from making the noise. “Jake is that you?” his father had asked from the living room. Jake was so exhausted from the ride home, he could barely speak. “Yes, dad,” he said panting. “Where in the hell have you been, Jake? You were supposed to be home 5 minutes ago.” His father was really strict about being home on time. He wanted to say he was just outside for a bit, but he couldn’t stand lying to his father. “I was at a church,” Jake said looking down at his shoes. “A church? Why were you at this church?” his father asked him with and eyebrow raised. “Well, I was listening to this guy talk about God,” Jake explained innocently. “My gosh Jake! There is no God. People just say that so they can have something to believe in. Now go upstairs and finish your homework.” Jake ran to his room and went to his bed. He lay there, thinking. His dad was usually right about stuff. Maybe there was no God. Maybe Dan was full of himself and didn’t know what he was talking about. He listened to a complete stranger and believed it. His dad was right, there was no God. “Jake! Dinner is ready!” his mom called from downstairs. He headed downstairs at the pace of a gazelle. He was so caught up in all this God stuff he almost forgot about his stomach. He sat down and as soon as he was about to attack the food, his mom smacked his hand. “Not until everyone is seated,” she said as she was putting the food on the table. He looked around and everyone was seated, except his sister. He almost forgot about Jaime, who was still upstairs in her room. “Jake, go upstairs and get your sister,” his mom ordered from across the table. Jake rushed upstairs and headed towards Jamie’s room. Her room was all pink. She had a pink bedspread, pink lamp, and a pink chair. Her room was also a mess. Toys were everywhere. There was so much clutter, that you couldn’t even see the floor. Jake hopped everywhere around the room trying not to step on anything. He finally reached Jaime, who was playing with her dolls. “Hey, sis. It’s time for supper,” he said tapping her on the shoulder. “Okay,” she replied. They both headed downstairs and got seated at the dinner table. Jake and Jaime sat across from each other, and his mom and dad sat at the ends of the table like the queen and king in old medieval times. Today’s dinner was his mom’s specialty, corn on the cob, mashed potatoes and gravy, and grilled pork chops. His mom sure did make a mean batch of mashed potatoes. Jake could finally start eating since everyone was seated. “So are you two ready for the first day of school tomorrow?” his mother asked. “Yes ma’am!” Jaime called out. Jake just sat there, not knowing what to say. “Jake? What about you? Are you ready for school tomorrow?” his mother asked eyeing him from across the table. “Uh. Yes ma’am,” he lied when the truth was he wasn’t ready for the first day of school. Last year, his best friend, Chase, moved away because his mom and dad got better jobs. It was a difficult time because he tried to make new friends but everyone ignored him. He hoped he would have better luck this year. A fantastic dinner was made complete by a dessert of homemade ice cream. Jake was so stuffed afterwards. He cleaned up the dinner table and washed the dishes. Afterwards he went upstairs to his room. His room wasn’t all decorated like Jaime’s room. It was more conservative. He just had off-white walls with the occasional artwork that Jaime had drawn for him on them. Jaime was quite the artist. He grabbed his notebook and an ink pen from his desk, then he got on his bed and began writing. Writing was Jake’s passion. He could write about absolutely anything. He always carried his notebook and his pen in case anything that came to mind, he could write down. He glanced at his watch. It read 9:27. Jake figured he’d get to bed at a decent hour. He put his notebook and pen under the mattress. Then he turned off the lights and went to bed. Email me at aceedsall@yahoo.com if you want more of the story.

Is it good? m only 13 yrs old and this is the first chapter of my book. It’s a beautiful morning. The sun was peeking from the horizon. The spring air was fresh, and the grass was damp from the morning dew. The earth slowly awakened from the peaceful night before. Jake Clemons was always up in time to watch the sunrise. He’s up before the rooster crows. He got dressed quickly to watch the sunrise. He had to be quiet as he put on his red shirt ad blue jeans. He tiptoed down the hallway, and he passed Jamie’s room. Jamie was his 7 year old sister. After he passed everyone’s rooms, he hurried down the stairs and out the door. He jogged towards the big red barn. He felt the dampness of the grass seep into his shoes. He then ran through the dry hay and to the silver ladder leading up to the loft. Jake climbed up the ladder and then he crawled towards the loft window and opened it. He sprawled out on the hay and gazed at the sunrise. Watching the sunrise was a good time for Jake to think, and get his thoughts together. It was his only moment of peace during the day. He couldn’t possibly think in the day with all the commotion from his little sister, and all the work that had to be done, there was just no time. “****-o-doodle-doo!” the rooster cried. It was time to get back to the house and cook breakfast. Jake usually made breakfast because everyone was just waking up at the sound of the rooster. This morning he cooked scrambled eggs, toast, and he heated up some leftover sausage from the morning before. Everyone got seated at the table. It was delightful meal and got the day started off. His parents usually watched the news right after breakfast, and then they get ready for work. Apparently they left it on, because Jaime was watching it when they got done watching it. He flipped the switch to turn the TV off. “Hey!” Jaime whined. “Jaime, you shouldn’t be watchin’ this stuff. It gives you nightmares.” Jake had already gone through experience. A few weeks ago they were watching the news and it was talking about some guy who escaped from the county jail near Chester. Jaime couldn’t go to sleep that night because she thought he would come and get her while she was sleeping. “Fine,” she scoffed. As soon as she left the room, he turned it back on. “There is currently a prison escapee on the loose. He stole the security guard’s keys and escaped. He goes by the name of Greg Richards.” It showed a picture of the escapee. He had a brown buzz cut, a goatee, and his ear pierced. He had a tan, and he looked to be in about his late 20’s. The news anchor continued with the story, “He was last seen driving a black Dodge Ram. If you have any information about this man, please call the police.” “Jake, turn that off. You’ll probably have nightmares just like Jaime.” His mother was always comparing him to Jaime like that. “Yes ma’am.” Jake turned off the TV. His parents left for work about eight and they usually got home about 5:00. His mom worked at the grocery store as the manager and his dad worked at the local bank. There was nothing to do at the house, so Jaime asked Jake if he could play a game with her. He didn’t mind, but she wanted to play some of the stupidest games. “Okay Jaime, what do ya wanna play?” Jake asked reluctantly. “Let’s play hide and go seek!” Jaime shouted. Jake never argued against having to play hide and go seek. It was one of his favorite games. He usually let Jaime hide otherwise she would whine and cry. They ended up playing hide and seek for hours. His parents finally arrived home, so now he could go do something instead of playing with Jaime all day. Jake figured he’d ride is bike. It was in terrible condition with worn out tires, red and rusted paint job, and the seat torn up. But he didn’t care. It was his only option to get away from the world. It made him feel free. He rode it everywhere around town. Of course the town was small enough to see everything in less than an hour on a bicycle. The town was called Chester. It’s a population of about 1200 people. Chester has a bunch of old buildings from a long time ago. But most of those are abandoned. People just had a hard time keeping business in Chester. A whole bunch of people moved, which caused a lot of businesses to move, also. His brown hair was waving in the wind. As he was riding his bike, he heard some bells from a distance. Not like the bells you hear at Christmas time, but big bells. They made such a noise that the whole town could hear them. Maybe even the whole county. He decided to check and see where the bells were coming from. He followed the sound of the bells. It took about 2 minutes to get to where they were. They were coming from some large brick building with a white steeple. At the top of the steeple, there was a small cross. What kind of building has bells, and a steeple with a cross? He wondered. He decided to take a look inside. He walked down the aisle of red carpet. There were people sitting in long stretched pews. Everyone was dressed nice and elegant. He felt like an outcast with the raggedy clothes he had on. “Excuse me, young man. Why are you wearing such clothes?” an older woman asked him. He tried to speak but words wouldn’t budge. He was embarrassed. “Young man?” she said. He ran to the back of room. As he tried to get out the door, a man spoke. Jake turned around and saw a man in the front of the room. The man was tall, and he looked to be in his 30’s. He was wearing a white robe with a green stripe down the middle. “Thank you everyone for being here tonight,” he said speaking through a microphone. “I am the new preacher. My name is Dan Miller. I have recently moved here from Alabama, with my daughter, Carley, and my wife, Joyce,” he stated gesturing to his family in the front row. Carley had shoulder length brown hair. She had the most amazing blue eyes Jake had ever seen.She looked nothing like her mom, Joyce. Jake figured he would stay and listen what Dan had to say. He didn’t have to be home until 8 and it was only 6:45. He went and got seated in the last pew. He paid attention to this preacher as he spoke. “God has a great amount of power. He is so big. He can do anything!” Dan exclaimed raising his hands in the air. “Anything?” Jake whispered to himself. Dan preached for the next hour about this God person. He said God was the man who created this very earth, and created us to live in it. Jake couldn’t wait to tell his parents about God. Jake glanced at his watch. It read at exactly 7:56. Jake was supposed to be home at 8:00 sharp. He jumped on his bike and sped away. His house was about 1 mile out of Chester, so it took him about 10 minutes to get home, but at the speed he was going, Jake could’ve swore he got there in less than 5 minutes. He jumped off the bike and ran to the house. He got to the door, swung it open and ran inside. He tried to be sneaky. He didn’t want his parents to know he had come in late. He completely forgot about the door making a ruckus every time it closed. He raced to door to try to stop it from making the noise. “Jake is that you?” his father had asked from the living room. Jake was so exhausted from the ride home, he could barely speak. “Yes, dad,” he said panting. “Where in the hell have you been, Jake? You were supposed to be home 5 minutes ago.” His father was really strict about being home on time. He wanted to say he was just outside for a bit, but he couldn’t stand lying to his father. “I was at a church,” Jake said looking down at his shoes. “A church? Why were you at this church?” his father asked him with and eyebrow raised. “Well, I was listening to this guy talk about God,” Jake explained innocently. “My gosh Jake! There is no God. People just say that so they can have something to believe in. Now go upstairs and finish your homework.” Jake ran to his room and went to his bed. He lay there, thinking. His dad was usually right about stuff. Maybe there was no God. Maybe Dan was full of himself and didn’t know what he was talking about. He listened to a complete stranger and believed it. His dad was right, there was no God. “Jake! Dinner is ready!” his mom called from downstairs. He headed downstairs at the pace of a gazelle. He was so caught up in all this God stuff he almost forgot about his stomach. He sat down and as soon as he was about to attack the food, his mom smacked his hand. “Not until everyone is seated,” she said as she was putting the food on the table. He looked around and everyone was seated, except his sister. He almost forgot about Jaime, who was still upstairs in her room. “Jake, go upstairs and get your sister,” his mom ordered from across the table. Jake rushed upstairs and headed towards Jamie’s room. Her room was all pink. She had a pink bedspread, pink lamp, and a pink chair. Her room was also a mess. Toys were everywhere. There was so much clutter, that you couldn’t even see the floor. Jake hopped everywhere around the room trying not to step on anything. He finally reached Jaime, who was playing with her dolls. “Hey, sis. It’s time for supper,” he said tapping her on the shoulder. “Okay,” she replied. They both headed downstairs and got seated at the dinner table. Jake and Jaime sat across from each other, and his mom and dad sat at the ends of the table like the queen and king in old medieval times. Today’s dinner was his mom’s specialty, corn on the cob, mashed potatoes and gravy, and grilled pork chops. His mom sure did make a mean batch of mashed potatoes. Jake could finally start eating since everyone was seated. “So are you two ready for the first day of school tomorrow?” his mother asked. “Yes ma’am!” Jaime called out. Jake just sat there, not knowing what to say. “Jake? What about you? Are you ready for school tomorrow?” his mother asked eyeing him from across the table. “Uh. Yes ma’am,” he lied when the truth was he wasn’t ready for the first day of school. Last year, his best friend, Chase, moved away because his mom and dad got better jobs. It was a difficult time because he tried to make new friends but everyone ignored him. He hoped he would have better luck this year. A fantastic dinner was made complete by a dessert of homemade ice cream. Jake was so stuffed afterwards. He cleaned up the dinner table and washed the dishes. Afterwards he went upstairs to his room. His room wasn’t all decorated like Jaime’s room. It was more conservative. He just had off-white walls with the occasional artwork that Jaime had drawn for him on them. Jaime was quite the artist. He grabbed his notebook and an ink pen from his desk, then he got on his bed and began writing. Writing was Jake’s passion. He could write about absolutely anything. He always carried his notebook and his pen in case anything that came to mind, he could write down. He glanced at his watch. It read 9:27. Jake figured he’d get to bed at a decent hour. He put his notebook and pen under the mattress. Then he turned off the lights and went to bed. Email me at aceedsall@yahoo.com if you want more of the story.

I know alot of people ask this question, but its worth a shot! LOL.? Alot of people ask how to get rid of dark circles, even I have about twice before, I think. But I have been doing some research and I heard that Vitamin K is good for under eye circles, is that true? And theres a homemade recipe with gelatin? Does that work? (do you know the recipe?) The bags under my eyes aren't from sleep deprivation, salty foods or any of that. They are hereditary; can I still get rid of them? (with out surgery! I'm 17 LOL) I'm hoping I grow into them with time but it's not looking up. Right now I'm using; the Fast Response Eye Cream from MAC, and I don't think it's working .. but the lady at the counter said you normally see results within 6 weeks. I think its only been 3 so far. Any other tips would be helpful! I wear glasses, sometimes contacts, but I get so self consious with contacts even with concealer. Thanks in advance! ah! I didnt know MAC ruins your pores! does it really? LOL I have to admit, I'm a MAC-aholic. Do you think my dermatologist could recommend something for under eye circles? I think im going sometime in the next 3 weeks for a visit. I use concealer, (MAC :] lol) and it works good for concealing everything else BUT my under eyes. Its just horrible.

need to get rid of dark puffy eyes? hows do i get rid of dark puffy eyes fast and naturally, without surgery, concealers, creams, or chemicals? i need something that i can do in just a couple days to a week that is very effective, and again homemade and natural. please help and thank you!

Is this good? m only 13 and this is the 1st chapter of my book. It’s a beautiful morning. The sun is peeking from the horizon. The spring air is fresh, and the grass is damp from the morning dew. The earth slowly awakens from the peaceful night before. Jake Clemons is always up in time to watch the sunrise. He’s up before the rooster crows. He got dressed quickly to watch the sunrise. He put on his red shirt and some blue jeans. Everyone was still asleep so he had to be quiet. He tiptoed down the hallway. He passed Jamie’s room. Jamie was his 7 year old sister. After he passed everyone’s rooms, he hurried down the stairs and out the door. He jogged towards the big red barn, then through hay and to the ladder leading up to the loft. He climbed up the silver ladder and jumped onto the loft where hay was spread out everywhere. Jake crawled towards the loft window and opened it. Then he sprawled out on the hay and gazed at the sunrise. Watching the sunrise was a good time for Jake to think, and get his thoughts together. It was his only moment of peace during the day. He couldn’t possibly think in the day with all the commotion from his little sister, and all the work that had to be done, there was just no time. “Cock-o-doodle-doo!” the rooster cried. It was time to get back to the house and cook breakfast. Jake usually made breakfast because everyone was just waking up at the sound of the rooster. This morning he cooked scrambled eggs, toast, and he heated up some leftover sausage from the morning before. Everyone got seated at the table. It was delightful meal and got the day started off. His parents usually watched the news right after breakfast, and then they get ready for work. Apparently they left it on, because Jaime was watching it when they got done watching it. He flipped the switch to turn the TV off. “Hey!” Jaime whined. “Jaime, you shouldn’t be watchin’ this stuff. It gives you nightmares.” Jake had already gone through experience. A few weeks ago they were watching the news and it was talking about some guy who escaped from the county jail near Chester. Jaime couldn’t go to sleep that night because she thought he would come and get her while she was sleeping. “Fine,” she scoffed. As soon as she left the room, he turned it back on. “There is currently a prison escapee on the loose. He stole the security guard’s keys and escaped. He goes by the name of Greg Richards.” It showed a picture of the escapee. He had a brown buzz cut, a goatee, and his ear pierced. He had a tan. He looked to be in about his late 20’s. The news anchor continued with the story, “He was last seen driving a black Dodge Ram. If you have any information about this man, please call the police.” “Jake, turn that off. You’ll probably have nightmares just like Jaime.” His mother was always comparing him to Jaime like that. “Yes ma’am.” Jake turned off the TV. His parents left for work about eight and they usually got home about 5:00. His mom worked at the grocery store as the manager and his dad worked at the local bank. There was nothing to at the house. Jaime asked Jake if he could play a game with her. He didn’t mind, but she wanted to play some of the stupidest games. “Okay Jaime, what do ya wanna play?” Jake asked reluctantly. “Let’s play hide and go seek!” Jaime shouted. Jake never argued against having to play hide and go seek. It was one of his favorite games. He usually let Jaime hide otherwise she would whine and cry. They ended up playing hide and seek for hours. His parents finally arrived home, so now he could go do something instead of playing with Jaime all day. Jake figured he’d ride is bike. It was in terrible condition with worn out tires, red and rusted paint job, and the seat torn up. But he didn’t care. It was his only option to get away from the world. It made him feel free. He rode it everywhere around town. Of course the town was small enough to see everything in less than an hour on a bicycle. The town was called Chester. It’s a population of about 1200 people. Chester has a bunch of old buildings from a long time ago. But most of those are abandoned. People just had a hard time keeping business in Chester. A whole bunch of people moved, which caused a lot of businesses to move, also. As he was riding his bike, he heard some bells from a distance. Not like the bells you hear at Christmas time, but big bells. They made such a noise that the whole town could hear them. Maybe even the whole county. He decided to check and see where the bells were coming from. He followed the sound of the bells. It took about 2 minutes to get to where they were. They were coming from some large brick building with a white steeple. At the top of the steeple, there was a small cross. What kind of building has bells, and a steeple with a cross? He wondered. He decided to take a look inside. He walked down the aisle of red carpet. There were people sitting in long stretched pews. Everyone was dressed nice and elegant. He felt like an outcast with the raggedy clothes he had on. “Excuse me, young man. Why are you wearing such clothes?” an older woman asked him. He tried to speak but words wouldn’t budge. He was embarrassed. “Young man?” she said. He ran to the back of room. As he tried to get out the door, a man spoke. Jake turned around and saw a man in the front of the room. This man was tall. He looked to be in his 30’s. He was wearing a white robe with a green stripe down the middle. “Thank you everyone for being here tonight,” he said speaking through a microphone. “I am the new preacher. My name is Dan Miller. I have recently moved here from Alabama, with my daughter, Carley, and my wife, Joyce,” he stated gesturing to his family in the front row. Carley had shoulder length brown hair. She had the most amazing blue eyes Jake had ever seen.She looked nothing like her mom, Joyce. Jake figured he would stay and listen what Dan had to say. He didn’t have to be home until 8 and it was only 6:45. He went and got seated in the last pew. He paid attention to this preacher as he spoke. “God has a great amount of power. He is so big. He can do anything!” Dan exclaimed raising his hands in the air. “Anything?” Jake whispered to himself. Dan preached for the next hour about this God person. He said God was the man who created this very earth, and created us to live in it. Jake couldn’t wait to tell his parents about God. Jake glanced at his watch. It read at exactly 7:56. Jake was supposed to be home at 8:00 sharp. Jake jumped on his bike and sped away. His house was about 1 mile out of Chester, so it took him about 10 minutes to get home, but at the speed he was going, Jake could’ve swore he got there in less than 5 minutes. He jumped off the bike and ran to the house. He got to the door, swung it open and ran inside. He tried to be sneaky. He didn’t want his parents to know he had come in late. He completely forgot about the door making a ruckus every time it closed. He raced to door to try to stop it from making the noise. “Jake is that you?” his father had asked from the living room. Jake was so exhausted from the ride home, he could barely speak. “Yes, dad,” he said panting. “Where in the hell have you been, Jake? You were supposed to be home 5 minutes ago.” His father was really strict about being home on time. He wanted to say he was just outside for a bit, but he couldn’t stand lying to his father. “I was at a church,” Jake said looking down at his shoes. “A church? Why were you at this church?” his father asked him with and eyebrow raised. “Well, I was listening to this guy talk about God,” Jake explained innocently. “My gosh Jake! There is no God. People just say that so they can have something to believe in. Now go upstairs and finish your homework.” Jake ran to his room and went to his bed. He lay there, thinking. His dad was usually right about stuff. Maybe there was no God. Maybe Dan was full of himself and didn’t know what he was talking about. He listened to a complete stranger and believed it. His dad was right, there was no God. “Jake! Dinner is ready!” his mom called from downstairs. He headed downstairs at the pace of a gazelle. He was so caught up in all this God stuff he almost forgot about his stomach. He sat down and as soon as he was about to attack the food, his mom smacked his hand. “Not until everyone is seated,” she said as she was putting the food on the table. He looked around and everyone was seated, except his sister. He almost forgot about Jaime, who was still upstairs in her room. “Jake, go upstairs and get your sister,” his mom ordered from across the table. Jake rushed upstairs and headed towards Jamie’s room. Her room was all pink. She had a pink bedspread, pink lamp, and a pink chair. Her room was also a mess. Toys were everywhere. There was so much clutter, that you couldn’t even see the floor. Jake hopped everywhere around the room trying not to step on anything. He finally reached Jaime, who was playing with her dolls. “Hey, sis. It’s time for supper,” he said tapping her on the shoulder. “Okay,” she replied. They both headed downstairs and got seated at the dinner table. Jake and Jaime sat across from each other, and his mom and dad sat at the ends of the table like the queen and king in old medieval times. Today’s dinner was his mom’s specialty, corn on the cob, mashed potatoes and gravy, and grilled pork chops. His mom sure did make a mean batch of mashed potatoes. Jake could finally start eating since everyone was seated. “So are you two ready for the first day of school tomorrow?” his mother asked. “Yes ma’am!” Jaime called out. Jake just sat there, not knowing what to say. “Jake? What about you? Are you ready for school tomorrow?” his mother asked eyeing him from across the table. “Uh. Yes ma’am,” he lied when the truth was he wasn’t ready for the first day of school. Last year, his best friend moved away because his mom and dad got better jobs. It was a difficult time because he tried to make new friends but everyone ignored him. He hoped he would have better luck this year. The dinner was fantastic. For dessert, they had homemade vanilla ice cream. Jake was so stuffed afterwards. Jake cleaned up the dinner table and washed the dishes. Afterwards he went upstairs to his room. His room wasn’t all decorated like Jaime’s room. It was more conservative. He just had off-white walls with the occasional artwork that Jaime had drawn for him on them. He grabbed his notebook and an ink pen from his desk, then he got on his bed and began writing. Writing was Jake’s passion. He could write about absolutely anything. He always carried his notebook and his pen in case anything that came to mind, he could write down. He glanced at his watch. It read 9:27. Jake figured he’d get to bed at a decent hour. He put his notebook and pen under the mattress. Then he turned off the lights and went to bed. Email me at aceedsall@yahoo.com to get more of the story.

Lemon for dark circles around eyes? IS IT harsh?? or not? "Using Lemon juice can also aid in lightening dark circles around your eyes. Use a cotton ball to apply under your eyes avoiding getting the juice in your eye." http://ezinearticles.com/?Homemade-Wrinkle-Cream---How-To-Make-Anti-Wrinkle-Cream-At-Home&id=932788

how to get rid of dark circles n lines under ur eyes? i had dark circles around my eyes so to reduce it i started to use garnier eye cream but then lines started to appear so i stopped it.then i started to use revlon concealer bt it made worse so i try to use eye cream to reduce line and dark circle.i used product brand like sisley n really high brand like Elizabeth Arden which cost me like 75 GBP but then so many many lines started to appear so i completely stop using any eye gel or cream.please is there any way i can stop or reduce this lines and dark circles.I'm just 20 years old and already it look worse.i'll be so grateful if anyone can help me with this.i'd prefer if there is homemade one than other chemical cosmetics but i'd like to hear both............thanks....please help me

Can someone please help me get rid of my acne? i've got oily areas near the nose and the near the forehead.i've got a fair complexion and that makes scars and marks stand out prominently.been to 4-5 doctors.ive used every possible medicine - the strongest possible creams and tablets(minolux cnn50 erythromycin roythromycin-u name it i've had it!) for my acne which appears even after i take loads of care.i have 5-8 liters of water in a day.face packs and turmeric cream,i've used every possible face wash for acne and i wash my face 3 times a day with facewash still there's no respite.i've rubbed lime on my face and sandalwood paste.i have homemade food minus the oily stuff and i've not had junk food in 2 years atleast.i don't eat outside.i am tired of this acne which keeps appearing.i want a clear and spotless skin! also i've got dark circles around my eyes.though i sleep for 7 hours a day.can anyone help me get rid of all this?

If you are at a family reunion and your two little cousins have innocent little crushes on you and Aunt Bee... just served everyone homemade ice cream cones... and your little cousins approach and the little one with a weak eye stares at you behind thick lenses while offering you a lick from a melting double decker cone and the bigger one with the infectious laugh and eyelashes to die for offers you a lick from a half eated, fly infested cone soiled with dirt and grass... what do you do?

what do you think of my skin care routine? Morning 1) wash my face with sulphur bar soap 2) then apply sunscreen with spf 30 3) do my foundation and makeup Night 1) remove my eye makeup with chamomile eye makeup remover 2) remove makeup with baby wipes 3) wash my face with ponds moisturizing face wash 4) tone with rose water 5) apply eye cream by fade out 6) apply body shops wise woman vitality serum 7) then apply garnier regenerating night cream P.S. I am 21, my skin is pretty fine but I have some blackheads on my nose so every week I use St Ives apricot scrub and a homemade yogurt mask.

do you know any remedy for dark skin around eyes? I an a 36 y.o. woman and I have brown skin around eyes, it gets darker during period or stress and gives me a tired look. what can I do to get rid of it? I tried cocumbers and potatoes. any other homemade home treatment or good cream to use? thanks for your help

Can you answer this riddle? Can you answer this riddle? Here is a pretty neat little thing from Paul Harvey. See if you can guess the riddle at the end. Paul Harvey Writes: We tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them worse. For my grandchildren, I'd like better. I'd really like for them to know about hand me down clothes and homemade ice cream and leftover meat loaf sandwiches. I really would. I hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and that you learn honesty by being cheated. I hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the car. And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen. It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your old dog put to sleep. I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in. I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother/sister. And it's all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room,but when he wants to crawl under the covers with you because he's scared, I hope you let him. When you want to see a movie and your little brother/sister wants to tag along, I hope you'll let him/her. I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friends and that you live in a town where you can do it safely. On rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your driver to drop you two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone as uncool as your Mom. If you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad teaches you how to make one instead of buying one. I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books. When you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and subtract in your head. I hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush on a boy\girl, and when you talk back to your mother that you learn what ivory soap tastes like. May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove and stick your tongue on a frozen flagpole. I don't care if you try a beer once, but I hope you don't like it. And if a friend offers you dope or a joint, I hope you realize he is not your friend. I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandma/Grandpa and go fishing with your Uncle. May you feel sorrow at a funeral and joy during the holidays. I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through your neighbor's window and that she hugs you and kisses you at Hannukah/Christmas time when you give her a plaster mold of your hand. These things I wish for you - tough times and disappointment, hard work and happiness. To me, it's the only way to appreciate life. Written with a pen. Sealed with a kiss. I'm here for you. And if I die before you do, I'll go to heaven and wait for you. Send this to all of your friends. We secure our friends, not by accepting favors, but by doing them. Paul Harvey RIDDLE: When asked this riddle, 80% of kindergarten kids got the answer, compared to 17% of Stanford University seniors. What is greater than God, More evil than the devil, The poor have it, The rich need it, And if you eat it, you'll die?

PLEASE can someone work out this riddle? It is quite long but PLEASEEEE man! I ts really bugging me? Can you answer this riddle?Here is a pretty neat little article from Paul Harvey . See if you can guess the riddle at the end.Paul Harvey Writes: We tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them worse. For my grandchildren, I'd like better.I'd really like for them to know about hand me down clothes and homemade ice cream and leftover meat loaf sandwiches. I really would. I hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and may you learn honesty by being cheated.I hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the car..And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen. It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your olddog put to sleep. I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in. I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother/sister. Andit's all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room,butwhen he wants to crawl under the covers with you because he's scared, I hopeyou let him. When you want to see a movie and your little brother/sister wants to tag along, I hope you'll let him/her.I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friends and that you live in a town where you can do it safely. On rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your driver to drop you two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone as uncool as your Mom. If you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad teaches you how to make one instead of buying one.I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books.When you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and subtractin your head.I hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush on a boy/girl, and when you talk back to your mother that you learn what ivorysoap tastes like.May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove andstick your tongue on a frozen flagpole.I don't care if you try a beer once, but I hope you don't like it.. And if a friend offers you dope or a joint, I hope you realize he is not your friend.I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandma/Grandpa and go fishing with your Uncle.May you feel sorrow at a funeral and joy during the holidays.I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through your neighbor's window and that she hugs you and kisses you at Hanukkah/Christmastime when you give her a plaster mold of your hand.These things I wish for you - tough times and disappointment, hard work and happiness. To me, it's the only way to appreciate life.Written with a pen. Sealed with a kiss. I'm here for you. And if I die before you do, I'll go to heaven and wait for you. We secure our friends, not by acceptingfavours, but by doing them..Paul Harvey RIDDLE:When asked this riddle, 80% of kindergarten kids got the answer, compared to17% of Stanford University seniors. What is greater than God, More evil than the devil, The poor have it, The rich need it, And if you eat it, you'll die? Please help me work it out! Thanks. I was thinking it could be friendship or something but then you couldn't exactly eat it so? Omg guyss! I so get it now XD Thankyouu :)

Can anyone figure out this riddle? We tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them worse. For my grandchildren, I'd like better. I'd really like for them to know about hand me down clothes and homemade ice cream and leftover meat loaf sandwiches. I really would. I hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and that you learn honesty by being cheated. I hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the car. And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen. It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your old dog put to sleep. I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in. I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother/sister. And it's all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room,but when he wants to crawl under the covers with you because he's scared, I hope you let him. When you want to see a movie and your little brother/sister wants to tag along, I hope you'll let him/her. I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friends and that you live in a town where you can do it safely. On rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your driver to drop you two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone as uncool as your Mom. If you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad teaches you how to make one instead of buying one. I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books. When you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and subtract in your head. I hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush on a boygirl, and when you talk back to your mother that you learn what ivory soap tastes like. May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove and stick your tongue on a frozen flagpole. I don't care if you try a beer once, but I hope you don't like it.. And if a friend offers you dope or a joint, I hope you realize he is not your friend. I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandma/Grandpa and go fishing with your Uncle. May you feel sorrow at a funeral and joy during the holidays. I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through your neighbor's window and that she hugs you and kisses you at Hannukah/Christmas time when you give her a plaster mold of your hand. These things I wish for you - tough times and disappointment, hard work and happiness. To me, it's the only way to appreciate life. Written with a pen. Sealed with a kiss. I'm here for you. And if I die before you do, I'll go to heaven and wait for you. Send this to all of your friends. We secure our friends, not by accepting favors, but by doing them. Paul Harvey RIDDLE: When asked this riddle, 80% of kindergarten kids got the answer, compared to 17% of Stanford University seniors. What is greater than God, More evil than the devil, The poor have it, The rich need it, And if you eat it, you'll die?

how to get rid of facial wrinkle/ depression/crescent on upper cheeks, below eys ? natural methods please? I am 22 year male, recently i have developed facial marks below both eyes which are like crescent shaped depressions in the skin,like this : http://img142.imagevenue.com/loc1041/th_37792_mark_122_1041lo.jpg Which become more noticable and ugly when there is an overhead light source. 1. how to get rid of them naturally ? any facial exercises or homemade treatments ? any safe creams ? 2. what is this mark called ? it would help me to look out for more literature regarding this. I think this is not called "maler crescent" which is something similar. Specific term for mark i have ?? Any help wud be appreciated. Please

Dark circles under my eyes? How do I get rid of them??School starts in 13 days and I have dark circles and bags under my eyes...how do i get rid of them?Homemade things or stuff that i would have in the house please i cant buy any creams i dont have any money left from my last shopping trip.Oh and I'm only 12...? whats visine?

Here is the best skin cream in the world.? Completely natural, homemade recipe that is cheap and very effective. Best Anti Aging cream in the world, and completely natural. 4 parts Olive oil 2.5 parts shea butter (refined works best) 1 part grapeseed oil Half part avocado oil Quarter part jojoba oil 1 part rosewater or orange blossom water This recipe is brilliant as a moisturiser and if used after bathing, leaves the body very soft and moisturised. Basically it has all the benefits of oil but in the form of a cream so is very easily to apply. Only need to use a very small amount because it is very concentrated. Cheap to make because all the ingredients can be bought from most retail outlets except for shea butter and jojoba oil which is optional. Shea butter can be purchased quite cheaply now on the internet and provides the basic ingredient that will turn the oils into a cream. Method: In a bain marie (or a small bowl over hot water) place the shea butter with the olive oil and heat until it is completely melted. Take off the heat and add the other oils. Stir really well with a whisk. Slowly add the rosewater or orange blossom water whilst it is still very warm. Now, as it cools, it will start to harden. In order to speed up the cooling, place the bowl in a fridge or somewhere really cool and keep whisking every few minutes until it is whipped up into a beautiful cream. If the mixture is allowed to cool naturally, this can take up to 3 hours to cool and whip up but if placed in a really cold area, it really speeds the process up. Very important to do a lot of whipping. The cream/body butter lasts easily for over a year if kept in normal cool conditions in a clean jar, it will melt if placed somewhere hot but still works if you use it on your skin. All the ingredients have a natural preservative action so it does not need any preservatives but keep an eye on it if you make a batch to make sure there is no contamination. It doesn’t contain any harsh chemicals that will aggravate skin conditions such as eczema or psoriasis. You can use other oils and almond oil works really well as the main ingredient. It is a really brilliant recipe and especially good in cold weather and for anti aging. If you reduce the amount of shea butter you can make a body milk but you might need to experiment a little. Great for presents as you can buy jars very easily online and make up your own labels and paste it on the jar. Retail of similar products are very expensive.

Which of the following would you choose on the menu? I am off to a french restaurant on saturday!! interested to see what you would pick!! =) STARTERS SOUPE DU JOUR Homemade soup of the day £3.95 ESCARGOTS DE BOURGOGNE Snails cooked in garlic butter 12@£6.20, 6@£3.35 MOULES MARINIÈRE Fresh mussels steamed in white wine, garlic and cream £5.95 ŒUF BROUILLÉ AU SAUMON FUMÉ Scrambled egg and smoked salmon served on a toasted brioche £5.45 SALADE DE POULET AU LARDON Pan-fried sautéed chicken and bacon salad tossed with tomato and lettuce, with a honey and mustard dressing £5.30 PÂTÉ AUX NOIX ET STILTON* Stilton and walnut pâté served with toast £4.75 CHÈVRE GRILLÉ* Grilled goat cheese on a bed of lettuce, served with redcurrant sauce £4.95 TERRINE MAISON Homemade duck, pork and bacon terrine served with chutney £4.80 PANIER DE CHAMPIGNONS* Toasted bread basket filled with creamed garlic mushrooms £4.80 MAIN COURSES POULET GRATINÉ Breast of chicken topped with ham and cheese, grilled, finished with a Champagne and cream sauce £11.40 CASSOULET Pork and pork sausages, casseroled with bacon, onions, herbs and haricot beans, in a tomato sauce £11.65 HANCHE DE CHEVREUIL Venison steak cooked with green peppercorns and red wine, finished with cream £13.95 CÔTES D’AGNEAU Lamb chops, shallow pan fried, finished with garlic and rosemary £13.95 MAGRET DE CANARD Breast of duck with a cranberry sauce £13.70 TOURTE DE LAPIN Rabbit pie with leeks and bacon, topped with a pastry lid £12.40 STEAK MARCHAND DE VIN Rib eye steak cooked with shallots, red wine and cream £14.45 POISSON DU JOUR Fish of the day £13.45 “PATES” JARDINIÈRE* Fusili pasta with leeks, peppers and courgettes in a tomato sauce £9.85 CRÊPES AUX CHAMPIGNONS GRATINÉES* Pancakes filled with garlic mushrooms, topped with cheese and grilled £9.85 JALOUSIE AUX EPINARDS* Puffed pastry parcel filled with spinach, spring onions and Cheddar cheese, served on a lemon sauce £9.85 All main courses are served with a selection of fresh vegetables Mixed salad £2.75 Garlic bread £1.75 * Suitable for vegetarians SWEETS CRÊPES SUZETTE Pancakes filled with oranges in an orange, lemon, brandy and Grand Marnier sauce POUDING AU CITRON Light lemon sponge pudding served with a lemon sauce TARTE AUX NOIX Warm pecan pie served with cream or ice cream VACHERIN AU CASSIS Meringue nest filled with fresh cream and blackcurrants DÉLICE DE CAFÉ Boudoir biscuits, laced with Tia Maria, topped with a coffee flavoured fromage frais and chocolate COUPE BANANE Chocolate and vanilla ice cream, topped with bananas and a chocolate fudge sauce MOUSSE AU CHOCOLAT ET AMANDES White chocolate and Amoretto mousse served on a dark chocolate sauce