Nikki's Whit's: New Dimentions

By Nichole Flink

Inspired, Challenged in all she does, Honor student, Determined
Communicative, Friendly, Helpful, Pretty, Now 15 year old Loves
to continue to Write, Is excited about her new Book! A Grandparents Dream Child.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Oct 22, 2012
• ISBN: 9781477256596

Nichole Flink

WRITTEN BY NICHOLE FLINK NOW AGE 16 NICHOLE HAS WRITTEN NIKKI’S WHIT’S AND NIKKI’S WHIT’S NEW DIMENSIONS.

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NIKKI’S WHIT’S

NEW DIMENSIONS

Nichole Flink

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© 2012 by Nichole Flink. All rights reserved.

No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

Published by AuthorHouse 10/15/2012

ISBN: 978-1-4772-5661-9 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-4772-5660-2 (hc)

ISBN: 978-1-4772-5659-6 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2012914714

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Contents

Beautiful Story

Cry

Keep A Smile

Strong Heart

The Protector Has A Son

This Man

Three Little Bunnies

Bond Between Brothers

Going Insane

The Beat Brings Life To Black

Cold Conscious

The Were Of The Werewolves

Small Things With Large Values

Dangerous Magical Creatures

Let The Games Begin

Dedication

MY FRIENDS:

My Sister Holly Noel and her friends Jolie and Kiara

My Sister Kerri Nichelle

My Uncle’s Trent and Tim

My Parents and my Grandmother

MY BAND FRIENDS:

My section leaders Kandace and Maureen

MOST IMPORTANTLY:

My Grandfather!

BEAUTIFUL

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Peaceful and quiet, I only wish it could stay like that. This war is loud not quiet and violent not peaceful. Blood is shed and now everything seems so dead. Never has anything reminded me of the dead meadow that was once filled with beauty; the clovers, the poppy cocks everything even the warm summer air felt like paradise. I used to take my white cardigan off and lie down falling asleep in the fantasy I loved. Then the horrible fire came. Running along the forest and the meadow killing everything. I stood there in my white shoes at the edge of the black meadow. A single tear gripped my face as it fell down my rosy cheek. I walked on the devastating ash and stood in the middle looking out at the past which still showed. My fiancé used to tell me it was a beautiful sight to see me with my blond hair, blue eyes, white cardigan, white dress, and white shoes standing on the ash; he said it was like dark verses light, ying verses yang absolutely beautiful. The war isn’t beautiful it took my meadow away, it took lives, it took homes, it took away dignity and peace in men, it brought savages, and it took my loved one away.

CRY

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I THOUGHT I LOVED HIM BUT I GUESS I DIDN’T. HE HURT ME, HURT MY HEART, BROKE IT IN TWO. I THOUGHT HE LOVED ME BUT I GUESS NOT. HE SEEMED TO LOVE ME AT FIRST BUT I GUESS I WAS JUST TO ENTERTAIN HIM, JUST TO MAKE HIM LOVEABLE BY EVERYONE. I LEAVE HIM FOR THE NIGHT AND COME BACK SEEING HIM WITH ANOTHER GIRL LOVING HER LIPS MORE. I HATED HIM; TURNING AROUND RUNNING WITH STREAMS IN MY EYES HE DIDN’T EVEN RUN AFTER ME HE JUST IGNORED ME. I SAT NEXT TO THE GYM WHERE NO ONE COULD FIND ME AND CRIED MY HEART OUT. I SKIPPED MY FIRST AND SECOND AND SAT WAITING. THEN MY FRIEND RYAN FOUND ME. I REMEMBER HIS FACE AND HOW HE RAN OVER TO ME SITTING DOWN NEXT TO ME AND HUGGING ME WHILE I CRIED EVEN MORE. HE SKIPPED HIS THIRD WITH ME AND HELD ME WHISPERING IT WOULD BE OKAY. HE HELD ME TELLING ME HE WAS WORRIED AND THAT HE LOVED ME. I SMILED AND EVER SINCE I HAD A GUY THAT CARED AND NEVER MADE ME CRY. IT WASN’T TILL LATER THAT I REALIZED HE WAS THE ONE ALL ALONG.

KEEP A SMILE

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There is a laugh; there is a smile; there is a sense you’ll stay a while. You try not to forgive me for what I did but you can’t deny that you love me deep inside. I make you laugh and tell you jokes. I hold your hand and hug your best. You smile everyday and say you want me to stay. I hold your heart and you hold mine but I can’t seem to keep you safe from the tears inside. You always cry, and hardly smile anymore. You hardly asked me to stay a while; something was wrong but I couldn’t understand why your heart was broken in two when all I ever loved was you. You hide from me and ran from me. You cry whenever I see you and obviously can’t stand me. Honey, it’s true you were better off without me but I can’t hide the fact I love you. Please honey, whatever I did I’m sorry but whatever I did I did it to love you. Then you finally walked up to me and apologized saying you were sad because your brother died and he reminded you of me.

STRONG HEART

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Your blade in which you hold up to me is dull not worth fighting with. It wouldn’t cut, wouldn’t hold for a defensive position. It is not strong but for some reason you are. You stand tall holding your blade to me telling me I lost when I should’ve won. Strange your blade, your sword is weak but you support your weak blade, you hold your ground, your confident. You don’t care if your blade is not worthy because you try anyway. You will push your way to the top and I, I will be watching you push yourself. It has only been easy for me to win but your heart is strong and I had to give it all I had to fight you. You impress me not for your strength but the reason that I had to fight a young pretty girl to my limit when I only had to hold my sword against others not much more. What was it that was different? What was the point in holding my ground against someone so beautiful and with such a strong will? Was it so I could learn? You held back and so did I. I guess I was just in love.

THE PROTECTOR HAS A SON

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Junior! Are you ready? Your father is fighting and I have to go make sure he’s okay. You have to go to your auntie’s by yourself, mom yelled opening the door and running out with a first aid kit. I ran downstairs to watch her leave. Dad does need her for the Kryptonians know dad’s weakness. Mom told me that she met dad when she was in her junior year of high school; it’s been eleven years since then. Now my Mom is twenty-six and Dad is twenty-seven. Mom said she was twenty when I was born. Cool huh? I’m five and when I was three the Kryptonians came deciding they wanted