The meaning of Crazy Ideas

by **Dylan Veer** Sat Apr 28, 2012 3:47 pm

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The meaning of Crazy Ideas

Post by Dylan Veer Sat Apr 28, 2012 3:47 pm

He grins, flying towards the Whomping Willow. With countless of bottles drank with Kait, a celebration of her coming back. He wondered how Kait got him to drink in the first place.... he hated drinking.....

Pretty close to the tree now, he laughed with delight. Then a branch headed towards him, he tried to dive. But It got him pretty good on the head, and sent him flying towards the Castle. Drunk, and with a concussion, he couldn't control his broom, and crashed into the castle, head first.

That was when he faded into nothingness, thinking that Kait will never get him to drink again.

by **danie** Sun Apr 29, 2012 4:45 pm

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Re: The meaning of Crazy Ideas

Post by danie Sun Apr 29, 2012 4:45 pm

Anya felt out of place being out of the library. It didn't mean that she never left the place but due to recent tests, she'd been there constantly reading and studying english and the subjects. One of the few places she's never seen since her stay was the whomping willow. Of course, she had heard terrible stories from a few people, therefore she feared even thinking about it.

But today it was different and she gathered the courage to go see it. After all, she was a Hrabrost and Hrabrost was for the brave. Or for the stupid, she thought to herself.

As she neared where the tree was at, her eyes grew to the size of saucers as she saw a familiar body and face into the ground.

"Dylan," she gasped loudly as she ran towards him, her blood pumping through her veins and her mind became clouded with thoughts. She knelt next to him and prodded the boy a bit, hoping he'd wake up. He didn't. Trying to remain calm with the situation, she got her wand and placed a spell on him to carry him to the hospital wing. Anya couldn't carry him after all, he was to heavy for the small girl. "Oh gosh Dylan," she spoke to him in his unconscious state. "Lora is going to freak.... and then kill you."

Anya walked faster, trying to make sure she didn't hurt Dylan any more than he already had hurt himself.