I did a photoshoot of Jaicee and he in this outfit makes me think of Leisel Meminger from The Book Thief.
I was thinking of making one of these her profile picture. Which do you like best?
I hope you enjoyed the photoshoot!
-MorganAshley
I awoke shivering. My clothes still weren’t dry. I sat up from leaning on Aunt Lorelei’s shoulder and rubbed my sore neck. I wondered why no help came yet. I looked around. Everyone in the life raft was awake, but no one said anything. The many bodies, life rafts, and pieces of the ship dwindled to only a few overnight. I assumed they must have floated away or sank. Off in the distance, to the right of the raft, I could have sworn I saw land.
“Hey, guys, is that land up there?” I said, pointing.
Aunt Lorelei turned to the right and looked where I pointed.
“You know, Shayne, I think you’re right!” She looked around at everyone else. “Guys, does that look like land to you?”
The other people looked.
“I think it is. Let’s paddle toward it,” the blonde lady said.
Using our hands or whatever metal pieces from the ship we found still floating around, we paddled slowly but surely toward land. It took us somewhere between 45 minutes and an hour to reach a beach. Beyond the beach grew a thick forest, and a mountain peeked over the treetops. I got out of the raft and plopped onto the sand. I lay on my back and just rested.
Aunt Lorelei and Natalie thanked God aloud. The rest lay on the sand near me, except the man and the black-haired woman, who pulled the raft far enough onto the beach for it not to get taken away by the tide. Then they collapsed onto the sand with the rest of us. I fell asleep again.
***
When I woke, the sun just peeked over the horizon. The sunset colored the sky orange and purple. I sat up. Everyone else sat around a fire a couple yards away. My skin burned. I guess I got sunburned while lying there. I wished I’d thought of that earlier.
“Aah!” one of the women screamed as I approached.
“What’s wrong?” Aunt Lorelei asked.
I sat down next to Aunt Lorelei as the blonde lady said in the most disgusting, high-pitched, whiny voice I ever heard, “These mosquitoes are just dreadful! I can’t stand bugs! Why are they still attacking me when there’s a fire?”
I already didn’t like her. I couldn’t stand her voice. Maybe that was mean.
“Shayne, you haven’t met everyone yet,” Aunt Lorelei said and motioned to each person as she said their name.
She motioned to the black-haired lady. “This is Daniella.”
Next the blonde lady. “Caroline.”
After her, the man. “This is Liam.”
And finally, the boy. “And this is Rupert.”
“Hi, I’m Shayne,” I said.
“Hi,” the two ladies responded, Caroline still swatting around her face. Mikaio nodded, and Rupert straightened his round glasses, and then waved.
“Here, Shayne, eat some of these,” Aunt Lorelei said, handing me a baseball cap full of berries. I thanked her and put some in my mouth. The idea of eating out of someone else’s sweaty old hat made me cringe, but my hunger overcame that. At least the berries were pretty good.
“Where did you get these?” I asked.
“I found them, and gathered them in my hat. Since I’m a Webelos Cub Scout, I know what kinds of plants are safe to eat. And if there are any animals around here, we can eat them, too,” Rupert said.
“What in the world is a Webe-what?” I asked.
“Webelos Cub Scout. It’s what you are right before you become a Boy Scout. You can’t be an actual Boy Scout till you’re ten. Well, not you, but you know, a boy.”
“Well, good,” said Aunt Lorelei. “With your experience, Rupert, you’ll definitely be a help.”
Rupert smiled a super conceited-looking smile.
“Does anyone have anything to kill animals with?” I asked.
“Well, some things from the crash washed up onto the shore. There are a couple knives,” Aunt Lorelei said. “We put everything in a community pile so everybody can use them if they just happen to need them. Not that a lot of the stuff is super useful.”
“What’s in the pile and where is it?” I asked.
“We put it over next to the life raft,” she said, pointing. “A deflated floaty ring, a few ship pieces, a wooden cutting board, a broken CD case, a bedpost, and three knives with sheaths.”
“Well, I certainly wouldn’t use a knife. I couldn’t dream of killing an animal. That’s so gross and cruel!” Caroline said.
“So, Rupert, do you have any parents?” Aunt Lorelei asked, ignoring Caroline.
“Nope.”
“But what about the woman on the boat with you?” I asked.
“Oh, you mean my foster mom. My real mom died a few months after my seventh birthday. Then I got put into foster care with this awful woman named Miss Queenie. See, she doesn’t let me have or do anything, except Scouts. She only took me on the cruise because I won it in a sweepstakes. I needed a parent or guardian and she wanted to go, but she wouldn’t have taken me unless she had to. She would have made me stay with her mother, Miss Prudence.”
“Is Miss Prudence any better than Miss Queenie?” Ginny asked.
“No! She’s so old and she has twenty cats and she made me memorize all their names and which ones are which, and she calls me ‘sonny boy’ and her house stinks.”
“What are their names?” Natalie asked.
“Watson, Gladys, Elliot Ness, Matilda, Archibald Hammerstein the third, Oscar Schnarfenbergendorf, Ralphie, Jehoshaphat, John Peter Gabriel Muhlenberg-”
“Okay, I’ve heard enough,” I said.
“Aren’t they horrible names?”
“Yep!” Ginny and I said at the same time.
“Well, sorry about your mom,” I said. “I mean, your real mom. I guess you don’t miss Miss Queenie very much.”
The others murmured their regrets.
“Thanks,” Rupert said. “It’s not like Miss Queenie wanted me. She only took me in for the money. Nobody ever wanted me. I’m just a useless orphan.”
“You’re not a useless orphan. And I know someone who really wants you as part of His family,” Natalie said.
“Yeah? Who?” Rupert said, as he crossed his arms.
“God.”
Here she goes again! I thought. Natalie took every available chance to talk about God.
Caroline looked over at Aunt Lorelei and said, “I always love to see religious children. They’re so nice.”
Aunt Lorelei smiled.
“Yeah, that’s nice, but a big invisible guy in the sky doesn’t sound like great family,” Rupert said.
Natalie looked disappointed, but she didn’t push the point.
We sat around the fire, talking about whatever we thought of. I learned that Daniella was a divorced hairstylist who worked at a fancy salon. The hairstylist part explained the blue streak in her hair. Liam was a single businessman who spent all his free time at the gym or surfing at the beach. Caroline said she’d had a husband and son, but they died in a car accident, so she lived alone and taught preschool. After a while, Daniella said, “Well, I’m tired. I’m going to go find a place to sleep.”
“Okay, good night,” Aunt Lorelei said.
“I’m going to go to sleep, too,” Caroline said.
“All right. You three girls find a good place to sleep and I’ll be there in a bit. I want to do something,” Aunt Lorelei said.
“Okay. Good night, Aunt Lorelei,” I said and gave her a hug.
My sisters did the same.
“Well, see you, Rupert,” Ginny said.
“See you guys tomorrow,” Rupert said.
Natalie, Ginny and I waved to Liam, and left to search for a place.
We found a spot under the low hanging branches of some trees and lay down.
Falling asleep took me longer than normal. My sunburn hurt a lot and I couldn’t get comfortable on the rough ground.
I had an awful dream. A blonde girl stood on the witness stand, testifying she saw a lady kill a man and a little boy. Then, the judge pounded her gavel, and sentenced the woman to life in prison. As the police led the woman out, she stopped in front of the girl and glared at her with piercing green eyes.
“I’ll get you one day. You will pay,” the woman whispered so just the girl could hear. The woman continued to glare at the girl as the police took her away. The girl screamed.
I jerked out of sleep. That scream sounded so real. But now, no noises came from the dark. The dream probably just made me think I heard a scream. I dreamed that a lot and it always felt real. My sisters, but not Aunt Lorelei, lay on the ground beside me. I figured she must have decided to sleep somewhere else. Maybe she couldn’t find us. I lay down again and went back to sleep. When I woke up in the morning, Aunt Lorelei still wasn’t there. I got up to search for her. I walked along the beach at the front of the island. The sand burned my feet. The sea had claimed my flip flops the day before. I found no sign of her. I decided to look in the forest. I walked through the forest for a while, looking under trees.
Not finding her, I almost turned back, when red sand caught my eye. It looked like blood stained the sand. I jogged farther into the forest, following the blood trail, and then screamed at what I saw. Aunt Lorelei lay on the ground, bloody slashes covering her body, soaking her clothes. Her eyes were open and glazed over. Tears welled up in my eyes. I dropped to my knees, sobbing into my hands. I couldn’t think straight. Why would someone kill her?
“Shayne!”
“Shayne!”
Natalie and Ginny’s voices surprised me.
Oh no, how can I tell them?
I ran away from the body, not wanting them to see it.
I found both my sisters a little way away.
I tried to compose myself, but I was breathing hard, and I started crying again.
“Guys, oh my goodness, blood,” I panted.
“Oh my word, Shayne, what’s wrong? You look awful. What happened?” Natalie said, putting her hand on my shoulder.
“Dead,” I forced out.
“Who’s dead?” Ginny said.
“Aunt Lorelei.”
“What? Shayne, how?” Natalie said, tears forming in her eyes.
“Found her dead. Blood all over.”
Both my sisters started crying and hugged me. I hugged them, not sure what to do. I felt helpless. We just hugged and cried for a long time.
Then, a thought occurred to me. Someone on this island was a murderer. I didn’t know who it was, but I had to protect my sisters from them.
So, I recently received the original Rebecca Meet Outfit from my grandma. I thought it would be fun to do a who looks better with Carli and Jaicee.
Carli
Jaicee
They both look so cute, I’m not sure who actually looks better. 🙂 This outfit, especially on Jaicee, makes me think of Liesel Meminger from the movie The Book Thief.
Oh, and I’m planning on giving Jaicee a new profile pic soon. I might have to ppost the photoshoot I did of her and let you guys vote. 🙂
-Morgan
Here are all my blondes! Left to right, Jaicee (MyAG 56), Maridelle (Caroline), Johnnie Ray (Custom Nicki) Lorie (Kit) and Shayne (MyAG 24).
They all have different eye colors. They way WordPress is now, I think you have to hover over the pictures to see the words I put for them.
And now for some bonus pics!
I hope you all enjoyed! I love my blondies so much! They’re so cute!
-MorganAshley
Hey! I actually managed to get my dolls dressed for Christmas the day after Christmas. Some are fancy and some are more comfy. I didn’t have enough to do all in the same kind of clothing.
I based Lorie’s outfit on the adorable hat my brother Nathan got me for Christmas.
You can’t see very well, but she’s wearing the new Felicity shoes my brother got me. I had lost one of mine a long time ago and kept the other in the hopes that one day I’d fine the other one, but Nathan got me a new pair! Thanks, buddy!
She’s wearing the last present for my dolls that Nathan got me, new purple glasses! I put them on a few dolls, but when I put them on Bella, I was like, “They are so hers!”
I hope you enjoyed. Which outfit is your favorite? Did you all have a good Christmas? Any new additions to your AG collections?
-MorganAshley
Hey, guys! As you may have noticed, some of the photos on my blog became little black x’s, including the profile pics on the Meet My Dolls page. This is because I had to delete photos from my WordPress to make room for more. Hence, a bunch of the dolls’ profile pics were deleted. But I took some pics yesterday, and now all my dolls have a profile picture again! I’m pretty happy with most of them. I might re-do Toby’s and Johnnie Ray’s. Anyway, check them out if you so desire. I hope you like them! I also changed my little profile picture.
-Morgan
Hey, girlies! My grandma, great grandma and I went to AG the other day because we had a few dolls we needed to Doll Hospital, including my new one. I also got Kit’s Reporter Dress on sale for $20! It’s so stinkin’ cute, that I decided to do the Who Looks Better with it. I just left off the vest. Who looks better?
Helena?
Or Jaicee? (My dad got home in between shots, hence the truck in Jaicee’s pics.) 🙂
Do you like Kit’s Reporter Dress? Have fun voting!
-Morgan
Hey, people! I’m back! I had a great trip, and I’m glad to be back. I have some news for y’all.
I got a new doll! Yeah, I know, I just got four. I’m not usually this spoiled. I had a babysitting job, so I already had some money, and I found this Nicki doll on eBay for $72 because her hair has been chopped and the seller didn’t know what they had, which was lucky for me.
I got Nicki to look like me, because our hair is practically the same color. I don’t care for her haircut, but we’re going to AGP Tysons Corner on Thursday and my Mommom is lending me the money to get her a new head!
A kinda blurry close-up of her face. I have named her Meghann Ariana, the MA after myself (Morgan Ashley), and the Ariana I got from Ariana Dumbledore.
I also dressed all the dolls up for Easter. They all want to wish you a Happy Resurrection Day! “He is not here: for he is risen, as he said. Come, see the place where the Lord lay.” -Matthew 28:6
Here are close-ups of everyone. Left to right, Bella, Alissa, Toby, Caroline, Georgie, and part of Kendra’s head.
Georgie, Kendra, Ciara, Helena, Chental, Jaicee, and half of Natalie.
Part of Chental, Jaicee, Natalie, Meghann, Carli, Shayne, Chai.
Half of Carli, Shayne, Chai, Ginny, and Lorie.
They’re excited we’re back and that they have a new sister. I’ll post pics from the trip when I have some more time. Got to get to bed. The trip was pretty tiring, (I had a nice long nap today), and I have school tomorrow.
Bye, Morgan
Hi, girls! I’m watching Anne of Avonlea and blogging for you guys right now. I took these pics on Monday. I dressed one doll and my little frousin, Lauren dressed the other.
First, we have my outfit on Natalie. We have a headband with ribbons tied to it, a pink zebra shirt, a red fuzzy vest, a purple vest, and an orange polka-dot skirt over a black and gray plaid dress. Then, we have black lace tights over green leggings and blue sneakers.
Lauren dressed Jaicee. Jaicee is like, “No, why are you posting this picture???” She has 2 skirts on her head, as well as a pair of undies, and an old Samantha wig. Then there is a red shirt bunched up on her shoulder, a pink cowgirl shirt on backwards, a jean skirt, striped pj pants, a leotard on her leg, mittens on her feet, and a witch corset dragging on the ground from her feet.
So, vote below which outfit you think is uglier.
-Morgan
Hey, girls! I’m very excited to share my first photostory with you!
“I’m bored,” Lorie said. “Let’s do something.”
“Mmm?” Jaicee said, not looking up from her book.
“Let’s go outside!” Lorie said, as she bundled up. (Ignore the other dolls in the background. Oops!)
Jaicee looked up. “Ugh!” she said. “Don’t you realize that none of those colors go together?”
“Do I look like I care? Now, come on, Jaice, let’s go play in the snow!”
Very reluctantly, Jaicee put on her perfectly matching coat and boots.
The girls stepped out the front door.
“Oh my word!” exclaimed Lorie.
There was hardly any snow left in the front yard.
“Well, there’s hardly any snow. That means we can just go back inside,” Jaicee said.
“What are you talking about? Let’s go play in it!”
Lorie stepped off the porch.
She turned back. “Come on, Jaicee!”
Jaicee sighed and followed.
“Let’s make snow angels!” Lorie said.
“Lorelei,” Jaicee said, disgusted. “Do you not realize how dirty that snow is?!”
“Well, Jaicelynn,” Lorie said, imitating Jaicee’s tone. “If you won’t make snow angels, let’s make a snowman!”
Lorie knelt down and tried to make the bottom of a snowman…
but it didn’t really work.
Lorie’s face fell.
“Hey, I have an idea!” Jaicee said.
She picked up a stick from the ground.
She began drawing something in the snow.
“What are you doing?” Lorie asked.
Jaicee had drawn a snowman!
“Hey, that’s a great idea!” Lorie said.
Lorie grabbed a stick and both girls drew snowmen. (I personally think this picture is really cute!) 🙂
By the time they were done, they had drawn lots of snowmen.
“Girls, time to come in!” Mom called from the front door.
As the girls headed for the house, Jaicee said, “Now that we did what you wanted to do, we can do what I want to do when we go in.”
Oh, no! Lorie thought.
After the girls had gotten their slippers on Lorie played dolls with Jaicee. She didn’t want to, but she thought it would be nice to return the favor.
They played dolls until Mom called them for dinner.
The End
It snowed a few days ago, but it’s mostly melted. But it gave me the inspiration for this story. I hope you enjoyed it!
-Morgan
amazingly adollable 