Hun-Honey-Dew, You Know I Love You...

Yeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaahhhh.....  So this is what I've done for you today:

So about camping.  I told you it rained but I didn't tell you what happened on the retreat as far as meeting new people.  Except I kinda knew everyone... But not like know, know them.  If you know what I mean.  You know?  Okay, I think you know by now.  A nose only knows what it smells from a rose if the rose has arose in an elegant pose.  MOVING ON.

So the two people I ended up spending the most time with (mostly because I ended up in their tent and we all got rained on etc. etc.) I guess will be known as Princess Purple Mushroom and the Red Checker Queen.  It will make more sense in time why I named them these things.  But they're going to pop up a bit if I'm telling you about Camping.

So, first off, we got to the church parking lot and put stuff in the bus we were taking to the campgrounds.  Most of the people arrived while I was packing stuff into the bus, but a couple others arrived during the daily Mass we attended that morning.

After I packed all my junk, I didn't have much else to do so I took to stomping on ice that had dropped on the ground out of a cooler (Yeah, the ice did NOT come from the sky; much too hot).  Then one of the adults volunteered people to go in my dad's car (My dad was the only one of my family members there) because nobody was willing to volunteer themselves and there apparently wasn't room in the bus for three extra people.  So PPM, RCQ, and this other guy (who, BTW, was the only person I didn't remember from Youth Group) ended up riding with my dad in our Honda.

Then the adults dismissed us to go to the chapel for mass after the packing was complete.

I will continue tomorrow when I have more time.

Camping This Weekend...

Went from :P to :\ to :| to :) to :O to X,P to X( to (N N N> Xo to :)

Here's why:  Rain x mosquitoes + (-shoes) + (-tent) = Daddy...can we go home now?

Except then I wanted to stay because people are nice although some of my surroundings were questionable.  See, we thought that the tents would work and thought that the water would stay out but...No.  Our tents flooded and we couldn't go anywhere while the storm was down-pouring.  So I was joking with the two girls in my tent about the duck from the duck song living in our tent and how we didn't having any grapes to give him because the rain killed them.

After a time the rain lightened and we ran for our lives and hid in the bathrooms until stopped enough for us to run to the rec building without getting drenched.  All of the other kids came there too so we could regroup with the adults about where people would sleep.  I ended up sleeping in a semi-dryish tent.

I'll probably tell you more later but I want to read the Scarlet Letter right now.

I Stayed Up Until 1:40...

...Because I finished watching all of the available Downton Abbey episodes!  I'm sad now because I have to wait until at least January to see the next episodes :'(  Such a good show!  But I shouldn't tell you about the show because then I would start spoiling things that are in the show.  Also, there are a few parts that might be a little inappropriate for some of the younger viewers out there and the last thing I want to do is scar my audience for life on my blog lol.

But of course I slept in this morning.  I probably would have slept longer if I hadn't had anywhere to go today.  I went to my grandparent's house, though, so I couldn't have slept til lunch time unless I wanted my family to leave me home, which I most definitely would not do.  But, anyways, I woke up at 8:34 or something this morning and told myself to role over and go back to sleep, so I did.  And then I woke up at 10:30 and ate my breakfast of glazed crullers (they're just fancy looking donuts).  I think that I may have actually dreamed about Downton Abbey last night...or at least some of the characters were in it.  Not that I really know what I was dreaming about.

Well, tomorrow I have a history quiz to do (yes, the homeschooler has homework to do this weekend), some cards that I really should write, church (not that I know if I'm alter serving or not) and Youth Group.  I'm new to the whole Youth Ministry thing at my church so I'm not sure what I'm exactly supposed to be doing.  We planned the kickoff but there was no planning or anything like that this week.  Whatever.

But I'm quitting alter serving.  I'm not sure I've mentioned this or not, but I am.  I'm not trying to encourage other people to get lazy in their ministry or whatever with their church.  It's just now, alter serving isn't my thing and it's harder for me than I think it's really worth.  I'm just done for a while.  I'm hoping maybe when things smooth out between my school and my drama clubs, maybe I'll start singing in the choir.  It might help improve my singing abilities.  But I'm still debating whether to still do two drama clubs during the week.  I think eventually I'm going to end up quitting the one with our homeschool group.  I don't know if it's worth the time to go there to goof off playing games and reading scripts and having to come home to a pile of school I still have to do.

We'll see.  God always sorts out this kind of thing eventually; one way or another.

It's Like That Lockhorns Comic I Saw Not That Long Ago

It was the two Lockhorns with their car getting it fixed and one of them comments, "If we buy any more car parts, we'll technically have a new car!"  That's how I'm feeling about our car lately.  Granted we've had it for years and years since the car's year is 2003.  That would make it nine years old, give or take a few years.  I don't understand cars, nor do I want to really.  Except I sort of do because then I could fix my car myself, except I don't want to have to fix my own car.  Nor do I own a car, but none of that matters.  The point is that our car broke down.  Again.  Fortunately we still have our little red dwarf car, as I call it.

Here's the story, we were on our way to our grandparent's house (under the river and over the woods to grandmother's house we go, just kidding) and our car broke down.  Something about transmission fluid exploding all over the car so that would explain why the car didn't want to go anymore.  Of course we called a tow truck and what not, but we're sitting there on the side of the road sweating to death in our car.  Fortunately I brought my DS to pass the time and distract myself from feeling gross.  My mom is thinking of possible people she could call to get us to our grandparent's house for lunch like we promised (well, of course we called our grandparents and begged them to please, pleASE, PLEASE, not put the pasta in to boil yet, lol).  She got the idea to call an old friend of hers from highschool (or something like that) who lived in the area and who had room for four people (my older sister, my brother, me and herself) in their car (and weren't busy that day).  So she said yes she could come and rescue us.  What I didn't know was that they brought two cars with them because their son and daughter wanted to meet us (which was pretty cool).  Her husband also came along (well, someone had to drive the second car lol).

So we all (except my father who had to stay with the car to get it towed) went to my grandparent's house and everyone ate spaghetti.  My mom's friend stayed late enough to drink coffee before she and her family left.  But in the time they were there, I doodled some pretty dresses which at some point in time I'll show my blog fanatics.  I showed my doodles off to my mom's friend's daughter (whoa, if she's going to pop up in the story anymore I need to give her a blog name) and anyone else interested in my dress drawings.  I really should show you my drawings sometime.  I'll take pictures of them for the future.

Maybe after I finish with my nail blog posts, I'll start blogging my dresses for you all to see.  I promise you'll like at least one of them (except if you're a guy, you might not be interested).  But the bottom line of this post is that our car isn't working and I met some cool new people.  And we ate spaghetti lol.  And ice cream.  But that was later on after people left.  When we got home we watched the next new Doctor Who episode.  I still laugh when I think of the line, "Dinosaurs...On a space ship!"

Well today, I'm going to be busy at my Youth Group's kickoff and since I'm part of the Youth Ministry Team my job is to make people feel welcome.  I just hope people will show up.

Things to be excited about and other randomness

One thing to be excited about is that my confirmation is in exactly two weeks!  For you who don't really know what that means: I'm going to be officially Catholic.  If you still don't understand, don't worry about it.

Anyways, another thing to be excited about is that the new season of doctor who premiered yesterday.  Although I have not seen many of the new episodes, I think that Matt Smith is one of my favorite doctors.  The episode was sad and I felt really bad for the dalek person.  But it was a really cool episode!

I'm not going to over-blog about Doctor Who because I'm certain there are a thousand people out there blogging about it.  But I do have to say that the "newtowho" commercials are hilarious.  Just saying.  You know, the one with the celebrity nerd?  Lol.

Something else I'm excited about is that tomorrow is a Youth Ministry Team meeting.  Basically, it's a meeting with a few of the teenagers at my church that are planning this huge kickoff thing for our Youth Group.  This year, we're trying to make it more open and friendly and just better in general so that people will actually stay.  A lot of the people my grade just kind of dropped out before.  The first few times I saw plenty of their faces but right before summer started I saw, like, three-five people my grade.  I'm certain at confirmation there will be a whole bunch but when when the kick off starts, I doubt many of them will show up.

But whatever.  People who don't care don't come.  So, obviously the best people to talk to are the ones who actually care about their faith and coming to church occasionally.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I love to read!!!!

Okay, so I'm reading The Help as you all know, but now it's getting so GOOOOOD and all I want to do is read and now I keep losing track of the days because it's all I've been doing besides blogging and reading my friend's blog and....Yeah.

So I wanted to make a list of the characters from my favorite to my least favorite.  If you haven't read the book or seen that movie, you might as well just skip this post because you'll have no idea what I'm talking about.  I also suggest you read the book.  So you will understand it's awesomeness.  If you did read the book but didn't like it and are tired of me yacking on about it, go follow a different blog.  This is my blog.  Nacho blog.  Okay?  Just getting things clear.  Clear as mud.  But this is nacho mud so...I don't know where I'm going with this so I'll just shut up now...
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NEVER!  I SHALL NEVER BE QUIET!!! MUA HA HAAAAA!!!

anyhow:

10 is the worst; 1 is the best:

10: Gretchen (who wasn't in it very long; thank goodness!)
9. Hilly
8. Elizabeth
7. Stuart
6. Celia
5. Johnny 
4. Mrs. Skeeter
3. Minny
2. Aibaline (ARGH WHY CAN'T I SPELL)
1. Mae Mobley

Ha ha! and my favorite character ends up being the baby.  Get over it.  There are other characters that I liked or didn't like, I just didn't feel like putting more than ten characters up there.  Plus, there are probably thirty other characters in the book but they aren't quite as important or something.  I think I'm just lazy.  Mozilla is having issues again with words.  It underlined "ink" in the work "think".

I had a BLT for lunch.  Except it didn't have tomato and it had cheese on it and it had mustard and mayonnaise.  So really it was just a sandwich with bacon.  But who cares?  It's nacho lunch.

I miss people.  People from Drama Club, people from my youth group who are actually nice but haven't been there, people I haven't seen since 2010, people I haven't seen because they went back to Michigan... Lot's of people.

LoL!   I watched the Twilight Zone last night.  It was this guy who traveled back in time to his childhood and he was chasing his 10 year old self.  Then I said that he was running just to catch himself; referencing the Mark Schultz song: Running just to Catch Myself.  But I also referenced the song when I told my mom that I had spilled coffee down my whitest shirt.  Which probably isn't true since I have whiter shirts but, still it was just funny.

I feel like this post should be longer.  Or I should post more often.  But you probably aren't interested in what I'll say since I'll probably just type up a whole ton of meaningless words.  It would probably sound like:

BUSCANDO NEMO?  I like bananas.  I know that mangoes are sweet.  NYAN CAT!!!! Always bring a banana to a party.  Crazy?  I was crazy once!  You're the banana king Charlie!!!!!  Mulan is the queen of Japan!  I'M GOING BANANAS!!! No more pineapples will you be driving me!  I think I'll try defying McCavity! I like to eat, eat, eat, ooples and banoonoos

Point proven. I could go on.  and on.  andonandonandonandonandonandon.  Would you like that?

Hmm.... this post is too short.  PICTURE TIME!!!!

I think that's enough of The Beatles.  Hey, I can't help it.  These are old but now that I'm reading a book that takes place in the 60's I had to pull them up again.  And no I'm not obsessed.  I USED to be.  But I got over that years ago.  Now I'm just obsessed with Mark Schultz and even that's not very bad compared to my Taylor Swift obsession last year.  Or my Demi Lavoto and Selena Gomez obsession the year before that.  Or the Hairspray obsession the year before that!  See, I'm getting better.  I think I'm just obsessed with music period.  But I wouldn't be me if I wasn't obsessed with some sort of music or movie.

more pictures:

cool aren't they?  I love cats.  I should make more of these.  They were fun.  Well, maybe I'll go do something fun now.  This post is too long now.  It was too short before though.  But I don't care.  I think I have longer posts.

So Long!

I'm leaving for a little trip with my family.  Don't worry, I'll be back tomorrow!

So I  did in fact realize that I was going to post a link, but I never did.  For one, I forgot.  For two, I pasted the word

Blip Blip Blip Blip Blip Blip Blip Blip Blip Blip Blip Blip Blip Blip Blip Blip Blip Blip Blip Blip Blip Blip

What the, oh that's right.  Sorry about that.  I pasted the word mache in from Word so that it would have all the accents and things so I couldn't paste the link I have to go find it again.  Now the Blips above are from me writing my story.  I would paste a line of Blips in to separate the different world from each other.  If you don't understand, don't worry about it.  All you need to know is that I copied a whole bunch of Blips into blogger on accident because I thought it still had the word mache copied.

Anyhow, the link is:

http://bustedhalo.com/features/gaga-and-judas

It's about Lady Ga Ga and I know I said that I don't like her, but I changed my mind.  I just don't care for her music and I think she's creepy, as in intimidating in appearance.  But she has some pretty interesting messages in her songs.  I don't really know that much about her because I'm creeped out by her.  But on to better subjects:

So I realize that I had another thing to blog about.

My family took Muppet to my church so that she can see what it's like.  I think that she thought it was weird.  I can't really blame her though, I probably would feel the same way about her church.  She thought that the holy water font was a birdbath.  But I have to agree that one could describe it as looking like a birdbath.  I guess that makes me a bird, then.  Ha ha!  Now I know why they invented Twitter!

Then she came to Youth Group with me.  I think she enjoyed that.  Except she doesn't agree that Matthew is a cheater, but then again, I don't really think it says that he cheated people in the Bible.  It just says that he was a tax collector.  The bible didn't say that all tax collectors were cheaters.  But it doesn't say that he wasn't either.  I think that's just one of those questions that we'll just have to ask God when we make it to heaven.

I'm leaving soon so I better finish eating my apple that's sitting around turning brown.

I Finally Have Six Followers!!! :)

So my cousin is now following my blog which makes me very happy.  It makes me feel like maybe, just maybe, I'll be able to achieve having 20 followers.  Well, one of my sisters is sort of following my blog...she just hasn't clicked the follow button.  Mostly because she doesn't have a blog or Google account to do so.

I'm tired out from so much Drama Club today.  It's exhausting to remember lines when the others don't know the rest of their lines. Notice I didn't say ALL of the others.  Muppet is rockin' her lines out!  And Al, he's just AMAZINGLY funny when he's doing the script called Social Stagnation.  A lot of the others are doing just as good as I am (I lose my train of thought sometimes). 

"Remember, it's not just a board game; it's a two-dimensional, recreational pastime!  (grins and gives a thumbs up)"

One of them JUST memorized her lines today.  It makes it really hard for me to do my lines when she won't let me say them and says a line that's two lines ahead of where it's supposed to be.  I have this one flaw in me when it comes to memorizing lines.  That's that when someone says a line out of context, my mind can't wrap around what's been said to the line that comes after that one line.  Besides that, I think I'm excellent with memorizing lines.

I've had Adele stuck in my head so long, I fear that if I don't listen to something soon, she's going to suck the brains out of my head!  LOL that sounded funny!

I can't wait for Saturday!  I get to go to my cousin's baby shower!

But before that is Friday, which I'll be able to be in this one dance scene for the Ruth film.  I get to see Muppet THREE times this week.

I want something interesting to blog about, but I can't think of anything!  Well, wait...On Monday I had a Confirmation meeting and NO ONE would talk to me.  I hate that feeling of being rejected....Being cast away...that no one will hear you....I want to be known.  I want people to talk to me.  My church needs to work on engaging people.  When I'm not in my homeschool group or at home with my family, there are only a couple of people who even care to welcome me with a smile or to say "hi" to.  Everybody at Youth Group has their own little clicks; their own friends.  They don't talk to me.  Even the ones that I've know since 6th grade don't say a word to me.

At Drama Club every other person smiles at you and jokes with you as you meet them.  We're even warm and friendly to the new people that nobody knows.  At Drama Club we include everybody.  At Youth Group, it leaves me feeling secluded.  When I think of Drama Club, I think of rainbows, butterflies, and Nyan Cat (LOL).  When I think of Youth Group, I think of newspapers, Bibles, and the color gray.

My heart feels gray
My mind wants to play
But lock just lock it up

Youth Group's as inviting
As vampires biting
And faces that won't say 'sup.

My heart feels like gold
I don't feel to old
for Drama club's fun

Drama's as inviting
as my first sighting
of the warm melting sun

I love it when I'm poetic like that.  Not that it's probably a good poem...But, you know!  I have to rhyme sometimes!

Writing and Singing

My goodness.  The songs I've been posting lately are SO catchy.  I'm turning on something less catchy....oh wait, that would be hard.  All the songs I have get stuck in my head.  But supposedly if you sing the words to Amazing Grace to the tune of Gilligan's Island it's supposed to help get songs out of your head.  Except for the fact that I don't know the tune to Gilligan's Island because I've never watched that show.  The trick also works the other way around too.  Not that I know the words to Gilligan's Island.

So, I wrote a little bit of something on Saturday:

                “Ha, ha!” said Diamond, “That kid can’t even remember her own name.  Watch!”  Diamond was an ordinary teenager except for the fact that her hair grew in an unnatural shade of blue.  She swore she had never touched a wig or hair dye in her life.

She had been introducing her friend, 

And that was all I got to writing this weekend because the next day was spent at my grandparent's house Skyping my sister at college, eating ice cream, helping my brother and our cousin finish a computer game we were making, and listening to Pride and Prejudice while coloring in a color book with 120 crayons.

Later there was Youth Group.  That was where and when I learned about this creepy guy name Josef Cony.  If you don't know who he is, he's basically this guy who tortures children in Africa and forces them to be his soldiers to terrorize other peaceful peoples in Africa and he even makes the children-soldiers kill their own parents.  We watched a movie on people who were affected by him.  So apparently he based his attacks off the Ten Commandments...If that's true, I wonder what version of the Ten Commandments he read.  I recall them saying things like Thou Shalt Not Kill and Honor Thy Father and Thy Mother.  People these days...

I'm off to play Minecraft and test out the new texture pack my brother made.  Oh, speaking of video games, Muppet FINALLY unlocked Diddy Kong on Mario Kart Wii.  Now I can be my favorite racing monkey in the whole world!

Hello to Your Face!

Hello.  Yeah, so about my filming.  I kept being nervous that I was going to do terrible but it turns out, I DID AMAZING!!!! So I don't need to worry about filming much anymore and it isn't as hard as acting on a stage and is actually easier and better...When the conditions are right, that is.

It was annoying, because one of the parts was taken outside of Muppet's house because I was supposed to be going to my friend's house in the scene.  But, at first, it couldn't be done because there was a lawnmower that was being loud.  Then it got more difficult since then there were Spanish neighbors were yelling, jets were flying, impatient cars were honking, and strong winds were blowing.  So, we finally got a good shot of me, without the chaos around us but, of all things, the wind was the reason for me having to redo them on Friday.  Oh well.  So I don't get to forget all of those lines yet, so I can't breathe in relief until after filming on Friday.

Wednesday went well, from what I know.  We had Drama club as usual that day at 1:00, but we had to do it at the park, which was better than doing it at the bank since we could be as loud as we wanted.  The problem was that the baseball players could be as loud as they wanted too.  And then there were the baseball players who wore cleats and they scraped along the ground making irritating noises that were too loud for Muppet to do her skit with her friend.  They ended up yelling their lines out and the mom's decided that the noise was the baseball players applauding us, so they started clapping their hands at the baseball players.

Then the filming began.  The scene was supposed to take place at a park and some of the people are supposed to be "practicing" baseball.  But all of the fields were being used for the real baseball players so we filmed in the pavilion there at the park.

It's funny, because I don't have the updated version of the script, I didn't know there was an extra line for me until I read Muppet's script.  I had said aloud that I was thirsty and that should get a drink of water.  Then we started actually filming and I looked at the script to see what my extra line was and it said that I was supposed to say that I was thirsty and I was going to get some water.

After some filming, Muppet and I didn't have anymore lines to say for that point in time so we just talked to each other until our mom's came to pick us up.

I think out of all the people I've ever talked to, Muppet is the easiest and best to talk to.  She completely understands my train of thought no matter how complicated it seems. Plus she doesn't just sit there and listen to me blabber on nor does she just interject random nonsense when we're being serious.  She doesn't talk to much or to little and if she does talk to much, I don't notice because I'm talking just as much as she is or more.  Either way, I never feel like I'm hogging the conversation and I never feel like she's hogging the conversation.  I guess that's part of why I get along with her so much better than with anyone else.  All of the people at youth group talk about are random things that I can't join in with because I'm home-schooled and never heard of what their talking about or I don't care about it.  Like sports.  I don't know barely anything about sports, unless it's gymnastics.  Mostly because my brother does gymnastics. I know what a kip and iron cross is because of him.  But if it's any other sport, I don't know anything about it.  Except for bowling...and maybe tennis, but that's only Wii tennis.  I don't understand football, baseball, or any other kind of "ball" sport.  Like, why would you play football?  All you do is beat up people over a ball.  Seriously!  I prefer drawing lines on a computer more than that.

Oh well.  You can like what ever sport you like, but you are never going to catch me in the audience.  If you ever find me at a Superbowl party, I'll be there for the the food.  I would rather waste time playing Mario Kart than waste time in front of the TV watching a bunch of sweaty grown men attacking each other for a ball that doesn't even look like a ball because somebody decided that a strange pointy-ended sphere would be better to throw than and ordinary sphere.

Have a sunny day!

Theories and Stories

Yes, I have theories sometimes.  Yes, I write stories sometimes.  They aren't always affective, but I come up with them all the same.

Just today, I was walking down the staircase at Lifestyles and I said that, after the squat track that the instructor did, I felt like my feet were suction cups that I had to peel off the floor just to move.  I'm still getting over the sickness I had and now the worst is over.  Now I'm just coughing occasionally.

I realized today is Valentine's day.  I don't really care about Valentines day.  Once I realized that people thought it was more than exchanging candy and happy looking cards, I stopped liking it as much.  Valentine's day for some reason is about love.  Why is it that you only have one day of love?  Isn't life about love?  If nobody had any love, we would all be killing each other and therefore die out and the human race would go extinct.

I also stopped liking Valentine's day because of some of the people at youth group.  They thought that every girl in the universe had to have a boyfriend and if you didn't, there was something wrong with you.  Nobody at youth group seemed to like me for me; it was all about the cell phones and the newest technology and, wait a second, which baseball team do you like?  Wow that's stupid.  You are so stupid! you have never had a first kiss, WHAT? you mean your parents won't let you have a facebook?  Or a Tablet?  Or an I-phone?  You have to time yourself on the computer?  Only THIRTY MINUTES?  You have to TELL your parents when you go on the computer?  What kind of sheltered homeschooler are you?  Don't homeschoolers just sit inside their boxes and write papers all day?  Don't you ever get to socialize?  Don't you have friends?  Don't you like somebody? 

Well if people would stop insulting me and actually (Lord forbid) TALK to me and be nice to me, maybe I would socialize and have friends!

Ugh.

I have Muppet.  I only need one friend....one GOOD friend.

Now that I'm done ranting about the people who think I'm weird, I wanted to show you the first chapter of my second story.  And I realized, last time, that I put the title of the story itself and not the chapter name: AMY  That's what it's called if you want to know.  This story does not have chapter titles.  It's just called

Lightswitch

If you read the first sentence of this page you might, in fact, think the story inside it was lame.  Your mothers said don’t judge a book by its cover.  So, you didn’t.  You open it to the first page and read the very first sentence and decide that reading this book is not worth all of this trouble.  You close the book so that you can play a mindless video game.  By this point you probably haven’t even read this sentence that actually begins the story inside of this book.

                The child wept over a pile of lava.

By this point you think that the book is a complete waste of time.  Not only is it boring, it also makes completely no sense.  If you are an avid reader, you will continue to read, getting more out of the story than your book-hating friend.  If you have one, anyways.  Read on, please.

                The child wept over a pile of lava.  But, the child wasn’t a child.  It was a mountain, spouting lava out of it.  Or was it?  Shelly couldn’t tell.  She crept closer to the silhouette for a better look at it.  Both of her accusations were incorrect.

The figure was a boy crying.  But, he was crying lava.  Shelly was torn between reaching out to the boy or screaming and running.  She decided on screaming when she realized the boy was stone.  She ran back to her town to tell the mayor.  But the question was: would he believe her?  The answer was no.

                Shelly sat in her room after her parents finished scolding her for (a being late for dinner (b telling tall tales to the mayor and (c for humiliating everybody, including herself, in front of the mayor.  What Shelly needed was proof of the monster she found.

                She could go and capture him and bring him home.  That wouldn’t work well, though.  Not with being grounded for two days.  In that time, the rock beast could very well have enough time to escape.  She would have to break some rules.

                That night she opened up her window and escaped from her house.  Shelly walked back to the mountains where she had found the creature.  He wasn’t there.  His giant foot prints led into a cave.  A glow protruded from the mountain.  Eyes glared at her from within the crevice.  The giant beast stood up and took a step toward her.  This was surely the end.  Or was it?

This story is much better written than the other one.  I wonder if you have noticed any similarities in the feel of the stories.  If you don't now, you will later.