Copyright © Broken Promise 2019 - Jasmine’s Not-so-secret Journal
Saturday, 31 August 2019
Thursday, 29 August 2019
Withstand - Short story
It was at the hour at which the dorm had gone to sleep. All was quiet except the steady breathing of my roommates. I lay on my back staring up at the blank ceiling, mulling over today’s events. So my sister had been taken, the government is trying to control people’s minds and everyone is completely clueless. Either the world has gone mad or I have! It began this morning when my older sister, Shannon, started acting strange.
“Sammi,” she whispered urgently, “Sammi, wake up!” I rolled over, the sunlight piercing through my half shut eyelids as I looked at her. I was incredibly envious of her golden locks and perfect teeth. I was a red-head with braces. Yippee.
“Come on, there is something I need to show you.” I got up slowly, attempting to hide my curiosity. She had a box of fries in her perfectly manicured hands. She handed a fry to me and told me to eat it and tell her how I felt. Although I was slightly suspicious, I ate it anyway. As soon as it hit the bottom of my throat, I was overcome with drowsiness. The world swirled around me, slowly coming back into focus, but not as radiant as it was before. From the look on Shannon’s face, it was clear she knew that was going to happen.
My brain was just about to explode from weirdness at that point. Even remembering it now does my head in. But I fear for her now, what if she was shot..?
The gym echoed with the noise of thousands of hands clapping as the blood red curtains closed signalling the end of the assembly. But I could tell something was wrong. Even over the roar of applause, could hear angry shouts behind the curtain. My ears tuned in on one particular voice. Shannon. My heart thudded as I saw my sister emerge from the curtains, red faced and yelling loud.
“Everybody SHUTUP!!” I had never heard Shannon speak like that, much less sound so angry. The applause died abruptly leaving behind a sudden silence. “Lies! No more junk food! B.R.A.I.N! Slows you down!” She shouted in-between breaths. Two inhumanly bulky guards held her and clamped a cruel hand over her mouth, muffling her desperate cries. I heard a few snickers ring through the crowd. Everyone thought it was a joke. Was I the only one who saw the guns clipped to their belts? Why do high school guards need guns anyway? The gym emptied quickly and I caught the eye of my Uncle Gary - or Mr Foster as I had to call him at school. “Withstand,” he whispered as I passed him.
‘Withstand’ I pondered. Withstand what? What was going on? I hadn’t seen Shannon since the assembly. I hoped she was okay. I shrugged my shoulders and popped a cold leftover fry into my mouth. I immediately felt a familiar deliriousness. I remembered when Shannon came into my room that morning, acting strangely with her fries. Did that have some kind of connection to her tantrum at the assembly? I wondered, staring out at the dull horizon through the window, should I go talk to Uncle Ga- Mr Foster? I padded along in the hall of my mindless classmates. Slowly opening the maths office door, I peered inside to see Mr Foster in a meeting with someone. I was about to knock when I realised how uncomfortable he looked. This isn’t a meeting, I realised, its an interrogation. I slowed my breathing, closing the door softly, leaving it ajar so I could listen in.
“Why do you think I had anything to do with it!?” I heard Mr. Foster say
“The girl knows too much. Where would she get this information from?” I heard a gruff voice state.
“Please let her come back. I’ll vouch for her silence!”
“Oh trust me she won’t be spilling any more secrets,”
“W..what? What have you done with Shannon!?”
“Oh nothing,” I heard the gleeful smile in his voice, “She can come back soon, but she may be a little different.” I wasn’t comfortable with the way he said different.
“I hope to see no changes in my niece. She is a bold girl and I am proud of everything she withstands,” There was that word again, withstand, but what did it mean? The other man gave a slight raspy chuckle.
“Oh there will be no promises there,” I heard the screech of a chair and I ran down the hall as fast as I could, my heart beating fast. I stopped to take in a breath, stood up straight and started to walk, trying to blend in with the herd of people, when I bumped into someone. “Sorry,” I mumbled, not looking up. “Sorry,” they mumbled back. I looked up. It was Shannon! I pulled her into a massive hug.
“Are you okay? God where have you been! I have so much to tell yo..”
“Let go of me,” She squirmed attempting to escape my firm embrace.
“Sorry,” I let go and stood back to look at her. Something seemed different.
“What are you looking at!?!” She squawked, “Is it criminal to go grab some lunch!?” She held up a bag that smelt of cheeseburgers. I widened my eyes, realising.
“No!” I shouted, smacking the bag out of her hand, “You can’t eat that!”
“What is wrong with you!? Gosh you’re so annoying get out of my face!” She bent down picking up the bag, scowling at me. My eyes started to burn. I wiped a tear from my face. She had never talked like that to me. I ran to my room, hot tears now flowing down my face. I sat on my bed watching the sun dip into the horizon, still as bleak as it was every day. I grabbed a marker and wrote on my bed frame, the pen squeaked as I wrote in inky black ‘withstand’.
The End
Copyright © 2019 Withstand - Jasmine’s Not-so-secret Journal
Labels:
dystopian,
fantasy,
fast food,
government,
junk food,
sammi,
shannon,
short story,
story,
withstand
Saturday, 24 August 2019
Thursday, 22 August 2019
Dessert Nuggets - Recipe
I’m sure you’ve heard of chicken nuggets, yes? Well what if chicken nuggets were turned into a dessert? Well it has been now. A friend of mine and I created this recipe from scratch so it is our pleasure to share this delicious recipe with you...
Makes: approx. 40 Nuggets
Ingredients:
• 100g Milk or Dark Melting chocolate
• 1pk (280g) Marshmallows - regular size
• 1/2 cup plain flour
• 1/2 t baking powder
• pinch of salt
• 1/4 cup milk
• 1/4 cup water
• 1/2 cup breadcrumbs
• 1/4 cup caster sugar
• 3-5 cups oil (vegetable or canola)
Method:
Step 1: Melt chocolate in microwave for approx. 20 secs (Note: if it’s not baking chocolate this won’t work, it’ll just burn). Stir until smooth and fully melted
Step 2: Take marshmallows and one by one using a fork, as much as you can, fully coat in melted chocolate. Set aside on a plate or board and allow the chocolate to harden at room temperature (if it is a hot day, you can put it in the fridge for 5-10mins)
Step 3: In a small bowl, mix flour, baking powder and salt together. In a seperate bowl, mix together the milk and the water. Slowly add the liquid mixture to the dry mixture and whisk thoroughly until there are no lumps. Small bubbles may form.
Step 4: In another bowl mix breadcrumbs and sugar together.
Step 5: Take the chocolate dipped marshmallows and one by one coat them in batter, then the breadcrumb mixture and then place onto a place or a board.
Step 6: (If you have a deep fryer use that instead) Pour oil into a deep saucepan, enough to make it at least 5cm deep (approx.) Heat on high until bubbling slightly. Add a drop of batter to the oil to test it. If it floats to the surface covered in bubbles, then it is hot enough.
Step 7: Deep fry the marshmallows. Don’t fry more than 3 at a time. Remove from oil using a slotted spoon. They will be cooked once golden brown
Step 8: Serve immediately.
Tips:
• Goes great with vanilla ice cream
• Be very careful when using hot oil, if you are not an adult, get one to help you. I wouldn’t advise making this if you are the only person in the house - just in case of an accident.
Copyright © 2019 Dessert Nuggets - Jasmine’s Not-so-secret Journal
Thursday, 15 August 2019
Pop Star Girl - Drawing
Labels:
balayage,
black shoes,
blue dress,
brown,
brown eyes,
chibi,
choker,
drawing,
girl,
grey belt,
hair,
kawaii,
microphone,
ombre,
pop,
pop star,
purple,
star
Monday, 12 August 2019
Free - Paragraph Story
I lay there silently, listening. Listening and observing. I heard the sound of water dripping from a tap slowly. I heard the metallic creaks and clangs of doors opening and shutting. If I listened closely I could hear the faint pitter patter of polished shoes walking the halls in a purposeful fashion. I could hear arguing too, but with all these noises, it was still somehow quiet. Peaceful, almost. I looked up at my narrow window wistfully, where a thin stream of golden sunlight poured out. I felt a strong pull inside me. A longing to be free again.
Copyright © 2019 Free - Jasmine’s Not-so-secret Journal
Copyright © 2019 Free - Jasmine’s Not-so-secret Journal
Labels:
free,
freedom,
gaol,
jail,
paragraph story,
prison,
short story
Friday, 9 August 2019
Saturday, 3 August 2019
Lemon and Coconut Slice Recipe
Ingredients:
125g unsalted butter, melted, cooled
1/2 cup caster sugar
1 1/2 cups self-raising flour, sifted
1 egg, lightly beaten
1/3 cup lemon curd
Coconut topping:
1 egg white, lightly beaten
1/2 cup caster sugar
1 1/2 cups desiccated coconut
Method:
Step 1:
Preheat oven to 180°C/160°C fan-forced. Grease a 3cm-deep slice pan. Line base and sides with baking paper, allowing some overhang
Step 2:
Place butter, sugar, flour and egg in a bowl. Stir to combine. Press into prepared pan. Bake for 15 to 20 minutes or until light golden.
Step 3:
Meanwhile, make coconut topping. Place egg white, sugar and coconut in a bowl. Stir to combine.
Step 4:
Spread lemon curd evenly over slice base. Sprinkle with coconut mixture. Bake for 10 to 12 minutes or until coconut is golden brown. Cool in pan. Serve and enjoy
Labels:
butter,
coconut,
easy,
egg,
lemon,
lemon and coconut,
lemon curd,
quick,
Recipe,
slice,
sugar
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