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Thursday, November 20, 2014

Saturday, September 20, 2014


DO YOU KNOW WHO HE IS? COMMENT!!!!
#SAVE FRANKIE

USE THIS HASH-TAG AND POST UR SAVE FRANKIE PHOTOS!
DID U CELEBRATE?!!!
                    
                                                 THE GEEKY IS THE SNEAKY
                                           
I WAS TIRED OF HEARING THAT I WASN'T GOOD ENOUGH OR I WASN'T AS GOOD AS HOLT. I WAS GOING TO CHANGE THAT FOREVER. I BORROWED SOME STUFF FROM FRANKIE...AND I HOOKED IT TO ME. IT HURT, BUT IT WAS WORTH IT. HOLT'S SOUL WAS STUCK IN A BOTTLE AND I WAS FREE!


THE CRAZY MUSIC MONSTER

I'M SAD NOW. EVERYTHING I THOUGH WAS RIGHT....WAS WRONG. ME AND JOHNNY HAD A CONCERT TODAY, HE DIDN'T SHOW UP. NO ONE SHOWED UP. I WENT BACK TO SCHOOL..NO ONE TALKED TO ME. THEY SAID I WAS JUST A SHOW OFF; SAID I WASN'T GOOD ENOUGH TO BE AROUND THEM. THEY SAID MONSTERS LIKE US WERE THERE TO MAKE ALL OTHER MONSTER LOOK BAD, TO MAKE THEM JEALOUS OR SOMETHING. WHY WOULD I DO THAT?
I STARTED TO WRITE TO MY FATHER, AND I ASKED HIM WHAT ALL DIS' CONFUSION MEANT. HE TOLD ME A WHILE AGO,MUSIC MONSTERS WERE THE BEST THERE WAS! UNTIL JOHNNY CAME ALONG AND HE HAD THE WORST ATTITUDE, WAS ALWAYS MEAN AND NEVER LIKED NO ONE SO NO ONE LOVED HIM. THAT'S WHEN MONSTERS TURNED ON US AND SAID THE NEXT GENERATION OF MUSIC MONSTERS...WERE DANGEROUS AND THEY COULDN'T TRUST, LOVE OR LIKE US ANYMORE.

THIS IS HOW U LOOK

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

THE CRAZY MUSIC MONSTER
WHEN JOHNNY TOLD ME ABOUT MY POWERS, I COULDN'T BELIEVE MY EYES! I KNEW ABOUT MY VOICE GOING SO HIGH IT COULD BREAK GLASS, BUT NOT THIS!
I CAN CREATE TUNES WITH MY HANDS, THE MUSIC NOTES ON MY ARM CAN GLOW MY EMOTION COLOR, AND WHEN ANOTHER MONSTER LIKE ME IS NEAR, THE MUSIC NOTES ON MY FACE, GLOW BLUE.
I DIDN'T UNDERSTAND WHY MONSTERS WOULD TRY TO GET RID OF OUR KIND. WE ARE AWESOME! I WOULD UNDERSTAND IF OUR KIND OF MONSTERS DID SOMETHING WRONG, BUT I DOUGHT THAT. MAYBE FORMING THIS GROUP WITH ROMULUS IS A GOOD IDEA!
THE GEEKY IS THE SNEAKY
I'M NOT FREE. IT'S LIKE I HAVE SOME BLUE SUBSTANCE ACROSS MY SHOULDERS...AND IT'S MELTING. I'M SICK OF HEARING "HEY JACKSON! CAN YOU TURN INTO HOLT SO WE CAN HEAR SOME MUSIC?" I DON'T LIKE MUSIC LIKE HE DOES SO WHY WOULD I TURN INTO HIM FOR YOU PEOPLE-I MEAN MONSTERS.

 
JUST THINK ABOUT HOW MANY TIMES IT HAPPENED?! UH. I THINK I'M GONNA BE SICK FROM ALL OF THIS. BUT MY PLAN IS TO...SCIENTIFICALLY GET RID OF HOLT!