I have no idea what the title should be

Hey Dreamers. I have a short notice for you guys. So, you may or may not know that I moved to America from India. It’s been about one and a half year, and for summer vacation my parents and I are visiting India for three weeks. I am so excited. I don’t think I’m going to have time to post, but if I do then I’ll definitely post. Thank you for understanding.

I have another announcement. I am planning to start a photo story series on my blog for the summer. I have two options and I want you guys to decide which one I should do. Here are the options:

#1 Tsum Tsum Tales

If any of you don’t know what tsum tsums are, they are little round plush toys, and they come in forms of Disney characters:


They are adorable. This series will be about my family of tsum tsums and there funny and cute adventures.


Before you ask: Yes I am a tween who plays with plush animals. They’re adorable. Don’t judge me.


#2 The Midnight Stone

Hope is a young girl who has gone through many obstacles in her life. One day she is sent on a quest to find the Midnight Stone and protect it. But she’s not alone, she has to go with Paisley. A happy-go lucky girl who doesn’t understand the reality of life. Hope is not very fond of Paisley but she has to deal with it. As they go through their adventure, they learn important life lessons about friendship, bravery and acceptance.

(This photo story series will be done with American Girl Dolls)


So those are your options. Sorry if the descriptions are short I didn’t want to give away to much. 🙂 Just comment down below “Tsum Tsum Tales” or “The Midnight Stone” depending an which one you want to see. You guys have about three weeks until I come back. Please vote! I really have no idea which one I want to do.


The Spelling Bee Catastrophe

*The following is a true story*

She had been preparing for weeks for this day. Endless days of spelling out words to her mom and looking through the dictionary to learn what it meant. Her mom believed that it wasn’t enough to just know how to spell a word, you had to know what it meant too. All her hardwork would show that day. This was her chance to show how determined she was to do well. Winning would have been amazing. But even if she didn’t win, she had to do her best. Excited and nervous, she sat with her family in the front row. She looked around and spotted her friend from Spanish class. They waved to each other and talked about their nervousness and excitement. The girl was glad her friend was there.

Finally, they were about to start the Spelling Bee. There were chairs set up on the stage for the contestants to sit on. On the side there was a table for the two judges, on the table there was a little bell which the judges would ring if you spelt something wrong. The librarian was calling up the contestants to be seated. The girl got a seat in the very front. She would be the fifth person to go. Luckily she had a seat next to her friend. They chatted for a while, while everyone got situated.

The Spelling Bee began. They started with the easy words. It was the first round. She was nervous, but confident. It was her turn. “Your word is ‘chatter'”  said the judge. “This is easy!” the girl thought.                   “C   H   A   T   T   E   R” she said. The judges whispered to each other. “Can you repeat the word please”, asked the other judge. Nervously, she repeated it. The next moment all her happiness fell apart. She heard the “ding” of the little bell. She was devastated. On the verge of tears, she ran off the stage and sat by her parents. Her parents started whispering to each other. They had heard the right spelling, they must have misheard the word. “Was the word ‘shatter’?” asked her dad to her mom. The girl was weeping. She had practiced for weeks and weeks and this was what happened. Her hardwork hadn’t paid off. She felt really bad about herself.

Soon the librarian announced a short break. Her friend came over to comfort her. She rushed to the bathroom to wash her face. Meanwhile her dad was talking to the judges. He called his daughter over to the judges. The judges gave her an explanation of what had happened. Both of them had mis heard what she had said. They hadn’t heard the “A” and instead of “T” they heard “D”. The girl realized she hadn’t spoken clearly enough and she partly blamed her Indian accent.

Later that night, after the Spelling Bee her parents took her out to dinner to her favorite restaurant to make her feel better. She felt a bit better. But the next day, when her friends asked her about it, she had to put on a smile, explain what happened and tell them it was fine.

A few days passed and she was over it. But she would never forget what happened and what she learnt that day.


Hey Dreamers! I hope you enjoyed that little story I wrote and yes it really happened. I want you guys to know that mistakes happen. Everyone has a right to make a mistake once in a while. Don’t dwell on it, learn from it. Besides, this was really fun to write and moments like these can turn into stories you tell to your friends. Bye!

Summer Bucket List

Hey Dreamers!Summer vacation started today for me, so I decided to create a Summer Bucket List. I’ve seen lots of bloggers do this, and it seemed fun. Some of these are super random but I think they’ll be fun

Write a Lot

I really want to be productive this summer. I don’t know what I’ll write about, but I do want to write a lot now that I have a lot of free time.

Read a Lot

Do I even have to explain this one?

Do a Lot of Art

I really like art and it calms me, so I want to spend less time looking at art on the internet and more time doing art.

Learn Morse Code

I think learning something new is always useful and fun. And morse code looks really fun to learn. I’ve read some stories where friends talk ton each other in morse code using flashlights.

Write in Diary Everyday

I always like memories to last forever. I want to look back and see what I did and new things that I learned.

Go to the Beach

I feel like it’s not summer if you don’t go to the pool or the beach. I’m going back to India to visit and some of my cousins live close to the beach, so this one most likely will happen.

Learn to Bake

The only thing I’ve baked is cookies. I want to learn how to bake something new.

Learn How to Make Mint Lemonade

This may seem really random. We grow mint in our house, so I really, really want to use that to make home grown mint lemonade.

Blog Often

Again, do I need to explain?


I hope you guys enjoyed this post. It was so much fun to write. Comment below your plans for the summer, or what you did in summer, because I know I have readers from all over the world. Have a nice day!

The Mysterious Girl~A Short Story

It was a cold winter night.  I could hear the soft sound of the snow on the café window.  The warmth of the fireplace felt cozy.  I slowly sipped my hot chocolate.

The door opened.  A girl walked in.  She had long brown wavy hair.  Her eyes were as blue as the sea.  She was wearing a white lace dress with a golden dream catcher necklace.  She didn’t have any shoes.  She was shivering.  I felt a little sorry for her.  I got her a hot chocolate and gave her socks and shoes, which I had in my backpack.  She sat by the fireplace.  I sat in front of her and offered her the shoes and the hot chocolate.  She looked at me and asked, “For me?” I nodded.  She wore the shoes and  took the hot chocolate and slowly sipped it.  She stopped shivering. “What’s your name?”, I asked. “Sara”, she answered.  “I’m Diana”, I said.  “Are you new to the city?” I enquired.  She nodded and said no.  “Tell me about this city.  I’m new here”.  We spent the next few minutes talking about the city.  Then the café manager, who had become my friend, came over to the fireplace with his co-workers (who were also my friends).  I started talking to them forgetting about Sara.  I suddenly remembered her and I introduced her to them.  “Will you introduce me to your friends sometime?” I asked.  “I . . . . um need to go outside for a moment”, she said and then she left.  I waited for her almost all night.  I wrote in my journal about how I wanted to be friends with her and she looked really nice.  She didn’t come back.  I tore those pages from my journal.  I went home.

It’s been ten years since that happened and I never saw Sara again.  I always feel sadness wash over me when I think about it.  I went to the same café where I had met Sara.  I talked to my friend (the manager) about Sara.  “I need to give you something” he said and went into the storage room.  He came back with  two small boxes and a light blue envelope. “Sara came back the other day when you left. Yes Diana she came back for you.  She said that she was sorry for leaving and she really liked you.  And she left these gifts for you” he said.  I felt so happy.  I would burst with joy.  I went home and opened the letter.  It said.

Dear Diana,

I am really sorry for leaving the other day.  You might be wondering why I left.  So, I felt a little jealous of you.  I stayed in the city for almost my whole life and I didn’t have any friends and you just moved here and had so many friends.  I came back the next day because I wanted to see you for the last time before I moved to another city.  Now please open the gifts before you read more.

I opened the first gift and saw her dream catcher necklace.  It was beautiful.  It was golden and had light blue beads.  And the second gift had a lot of jewelry like necklaces, bracelets, rings and earrings.  I continued reading.

I made all of the jewelry.  I make jewelry.  It is my favorite thing to do.  I hope you like it.  I’ll visit you some time.  Write back  ❤

Love, Sara


This is a story I wrote on my old blog and I thought I’d share it with you guys. Thoughts? Tell me in the comments.

Writing Prompt #4

It’s been a long time since I’ve done a writing prompt and Mukta requested one and I thought “Why not?” So inspiration struck and here I am. This one is a bit long but I am proud of myself for coming up with it. I hope you like it:

Do you like it? If you use it you can link it in the comments or you can go to my Contacts page and type it in there. I would love to see all your work.


Art of Nature

As golden as the sunset glow
As serene as the sea
As beautiful as roses
Blazing like the embers,
As sweet as strawberries
As bright as a shooting star
As new as the morning sun
As rare as an eclipse
The Art of Nature

Hey Dreamers! This is a poem I had written a while ago and later on entered it in Mirra’s nature poetry contest. Thoughts?

Change the World

She lit up the world with a smile,

Happiness spread to every mile

Though it be rain or shine,

She was always very kind

Always so sweet and thoughtful,

it made the world more colorful

She was just a simple girl

but she changed the world

Hey Dreamers! I’m finally back!!! The last few weeks have been especially trying and I am so glad to get back to blogging again. Bye!