Contest

Dear Readers,
             The contest is officially over. If you have any sugesstions or opinions for Totally My Tales, you are more than welcome to post. Thank you.

                                                                                                                                                Love,
                                                                                                                                                Kayla

Girl

Giggling 
Irreplaceable
Really beautiful
Loved

A Contest!

Dear Readers,

            

            I have a special announcement to make. Totally My Tales will now hold online contests! The first contest will be about creating a poem (any form) about HOME. Here are the contest’s rules:

1. No vulgarity in your work. There will also be no harassing or offensive comments.
2. Your work has to be original.
3. It is best suggested to proofread your work before it is posted. This is not mandatory though.

Remember to have fun with it! The winner will have their poem publicly posted with their username. The contest will begin March 7, 2012 at 12:00am and end March 16, 2012 at 12:00am. Thank so much for reading Totally My Tales.

                                                                                                                        Love,

                                                                                                                        Kayla  

A Dream For Peace

       My sketch is called A Dream for Peace. It depicts five hands making a peace sign and forming a star shape around the earth. The star shape represent the dream, while the hands represent peace and unity among mankind.

Sketches

Dear Readers,
            Hello, I would like to announce a change on this blog. I will now post some of my own sketches that I made. I learned how to sketch in my Fine Arts class and I would like to show them to a wider audience. Thank you for your support.

                                                                                                                                            Kayla

Fear To Fall

       Mama warned me not to touch the matches. Mama warned me not to use the candles. Now our entire floor of the apartment is in flames. I am in the living room, sticking my head out our apartment window.

      “You'll have to jump!” the fireman shouts with his bullhorn.

Jumping out of a window is out of the question. I have always had a fear of heights, after I fell down a five and a half foot cliff while hiking.

      “Come on, kid! Jump!” he shouts again. A large, billowing mat laid at the bottom of the building. I have two choices. I could either relive the frightening moment of my fall, or burn to a crisp. I decide to jump.

       As I am falling, the memory of me tumbling against the cliff's rough surface is all coming back to me. I can feel every teardrop and scratch on my delicate skin that I got that day. Those old wounds began to heal and those tears dried for good once I hit the mat. The firefighters give me a hand and escort me away from the burning building. I believe that my fear of heights are gone. Now, I have a bigger thing to be afraid of:telling the police and Mama what happened to the apartment.

  

Snowflake

White and delicate

Gracefully floats to the ground

Small and unique objects.