Halfblood-Campers

It’s funny how most people never thought about death until they actually experience it.  All living things die, but nobody has ever thought about the moment of their death. I lay on a white hospital bed.  Around me, machines beeped and whirled. Beside my bed were my two children: a tall boy with dark black hair and a girl, of medium height, round face and long luscious red hair like I had when I was young.  My once bright red hair was now white.  Muscles had faded away and bones weakened. “Hey,” I flashed a smile at them.  They smiled back, their eyes full of tears. My time was almost at end.  And what a strange life I h

Dear Mr. Riordan, Last things first, I have a dictionary page for you. I think you need to see this. It reads: cliff-hang•er  [klif-hang-er] noun 1. a melodramatic adventure serial in which each installment ends in suspense in order to interest the reader or viewer in the next installment. 2. a literary term used to describe when an author throws their best characters off a F**king cliff into and endless pit of torment and Hades. NOT! But in all seriousness, I do have something you should consider. It’s called ‘cliffhanging’. It’s what angry fangirls do to horrible writers who kill off their best characters by t

PERCABETH Echos frolicked together in the stark, silent halls when she was quiet. As she spoke up, the earth shattering quiet seemed like it had never even been there. Sure, other people were taking, but inside the clean white museum walls, It seemed Percy would be forced to look for some ‘deeper meaning’ in the world, and ‘connect with the past’. To be perfectly honest, Percy didn’t mind, as long as Annabeth kept talking. In somewhere between five seconds, and forever, Annabeth had prattled on about anything and everything between the possibilities of time travel, and her ideas for new buildings in Camp Halfbl