Hi!
I’m learning how to draw manga and I’m really enjoying it.
There’s a whole lot of tutorials on this website:Â http://www.howtodrawmanga.com/howtodraw/tutorials.html
I just did the tutorial on how to colour my pictures in on photoshop. I’ll keep putting up more drawings of manga up.
All the drawings I put up are done freehand by me, then scanned onto my laptop and opened in photoshop.
Enjoy!
Here is an image of my dad, Frans, that I transformed into a wanted poster in photoshop.
If you also enjoy using photoshop here is the link to the instructions on how to make this wanted poster with anybody’s face in it.
Hi!
Here is a nice poem that we looked at in my theatre class.
My Imaginary Friend
I came to school today
With my imaginary friend.
When everyone said “hi” to him,
I said, “He’s just pretend.”
But no one seemed to notice,
Which I thought was pretty weird.
It turns out he’d imagined me,
And poof, I disappeared.
- Kenn Nesbitt
I hope everyone smiles as much as I do when I read this!
Hi,
I’ve just updated with more detail and I’ve also fixed up some spelling mistakes.
I’ve called it the Super Revised Feared By All!
Bella
Feared By All
By
Bella Rose Stiene
Chapter One
It was early morning and the burglar alarm had just gone off. I leapt out of bed and threw open the door grabbing a torch as I passed the small table in the hall. I switched on the torch as I searched for the cause of the alarm. I ran into the kitchen and saw my little eight year old brother, Jordan, sitting on a tall stool with a glass of water in one hand and a candle in the other.
“Jordan!” I yelled at him, “How many times have I told you to get a drink before you go to bed!” I opened the pantry door and flicked a switch behind a big bag of dog food. Then the beeping stopped.
Suddenly, Molly, my mum, ran into the room. “What’s going on?” she cried, “Has someone else been taken?” “Don’t worry mum,” I assured her. “No one’s gone. It was only Jordan getting a drink.” “Thank goodness my Gracie Girl and my Jorgie Porgie are safe.” “Mum, I’m 13!” I groaned. “Don’t call me that, call me Grace.” There was an awkward silence. “Lets all go back to bed.” Mum told us after a pause. “It’s way too early.” We made our way back to our rooms.
When I finally fell asleep, I had a nightmare. Jordan got taken by the Snatcher, the person who kidnaps people in the dead of night. I awoke with sweat dripping down my face. I looked at my battery clock. It was 7:30 am. Oh no! I was going to be late for the school bus!
Chapter Two
When I got home after school, I went into my room and lit a candle. “I hate that Snatcher!” I said out loud. “If it weren’t for him the electricity would be working.” This thought overwhelmed me with guilt as I remembered some of the other far more terrible things he had done over the last week.
Pulling up a lose floorboard, I removed my secret diary. I had started my diary last week, when the Snatcher took his first victim. It was the only way I could release my feelings. I began reading the last page that I had written two days ago.
Last night, my best friend, Annabel, got taken. I’m worried that I’ll be taken next. Everyday, there are at least two more people missing from school. I wish I knew who is taking all these people. Everyone is now calling this person the Snatcher. But that doesn’t give a clue at all as to who this person is. A rumour has been going around that the Mayor of this little country town has been taken. I hope that’s not true, because if it is, there would be no one to keep the town in order.
Tears had sprung up in my eyes while I was reading. I tried to find a tissue, but a sharp gust of wind came in through the window and blew the candle out. I could still see relatively well. The sun was setting and the sky was gold and pink. I re-lit the candle and got a pencil from my desk.
Chapter Three
I was just about to start writing in my diary when I had a sudden flashback.
I was walking across the road to Annabel’s house to meet her new baby sister, Rose. When I rang the doorbell there was a loud wailing noise. Obviously, that was the baby. Annabel opened the door and led me into the kitchen to meet Rose. As soon as I entered the kitchen, I smelt baby powder. That smell brought back memories.
It reminded me of the time I had an argument with my mum when I was five years old. It was all because I didn’t want to get more baby powder from my baby brother’s cupboard. I stormed into his room and I was shocked to see that that there was baby powder all over the floor with Jordan sitting in the middle of it. When he saw me he gurgled. The cupboard was open and he had an open bucket of baby powder next to him. He was grabbing fistfuls of it and chucking it around the room. I snatched the bucket from him and held it high above my head. Mum, at that particular moment, was passing outside Jordan’s room when I heard her say, “What’s that awful smell? It stinks!” She must’ve followed the smell and that was how she found me. There I was holding a bucket of baby powder and Jordan was sitting in the middle of the baby powdered room looking innocent. She started blaming me for the mess and never suspected Jordan.
I pulled myself out of my memories and just sat there gazing into space.
Chapter Four
I forced myself out of my reverie. I looked around. It was dark outside and the first stars were coming out. I’d been meandering in my memories for half an hour. It was now 5:00. I opened my diary and started writing.
I just had a memory from about a month ago about Annabel. It’s Annabel’s birthday in a week, and she’ll be turning 13. I wish she was here to celebrate it. We’ve been friends for eight years now. I can’t bear to lose her. I also wish Marcus, my dad, was with us. He was the first person to be snatched. I feel devastated. Mum has been very uptight since the snatching began. I’ve been trying to help by looking after Jordan for her, but it always ends in disaster. She hardly gets any sleep because she’s so worried.Â
I pause in my writing. I’ve been trying not to think about my dad, but now that I’m thinking about him, I can’t help but cry. After a few minutes I calm down and keep writing.
I had a good cry just then and I think I got it all out. I’m feeling a bit hungry, so I think I’ll go have dinner.
Putting the diary back in its secret hiding place, I replaced the floorboard. I picked up the candle, closed the window and went out the door. As soon as I closed my door behind me, Shadow, our black Labrador, came bounding towards me. He started licking my hand like a mad dog. “Shadow! How are you boy?” I asked him. “Did you have a good day?” He barked in return and rolled over. “Good boy, Shadow. Good boy!”
Chapter Five
The next day I was walking along the beach near Mum’s cafe after school – just walking back and forth, getting a bit of fresh air. Mum could see me out of the kitchen window, so I knew I was safe. I could see Jordan in the bushes spying on me.  It was a long, sandy beach. It was getting a bit cold so I started walking back towards the cafe when I saw a stone. It was rather strange to find a stone on this particular beach. There were hardly ever any rocks here. When I picked it up I noticed that it had a strange pattern on it. It had lots of rings on it, and I thought it was quite pretty. I stared into the middle of the stone and felt a sucking feeling. I fell for about 10 seconds, then I landed with a thud on a hard surface.
It was dark all around me except for a big hole above me. I tried to jump up and reach the edge, but it was too high up. Suddenly a dark shadow passed over the hole and the room I was in rocked. I saw a light in the distance and I ran towards it. Once I reached the light, I could identify it as a torch. There were people sitting all around it. Most of the people looked ragged, and tired. I looked around the circle of people when I saw a familiar face. “Annabel!” I cried out in surprise. “What are you doing here?”
I got pulled into a hug by my best friend. “Where are we?” I asked her. “We are in the rock,” she said simply. “What do you mean?” “We have been sucked into the Snatcher’s rock.” “Do you mean that we are in the rock I just picked up? Are you saying that all these people have been snatched? Have I been snatched?”
“One question at a time!” a man shouted at me. “The mayor!” I cried out in disbelief. I started looking at all of the faces carefully. Most of the faces I recognised, some I didn’t. Annabel started answering my questions. “Yes, we are in the rock. Yes, we have all been snatched, and now you are with us too.” “If all the people who have been snatched are here, where’s my dad?”
Jordan’s Journal: Entry 21
I just got home from the beach and something amazing has happened. Grace was walking on the beach and I was pretending that she was an alien from out of space so I had to hide in the bushes so she wouldn’t see me. She bent down and picked up a stone, and then all of a sudden, she disappeared! It was like she was zapped into the rock by some alien or something. Anyway, as soon as she fell into the rock I dashed out of the bushes and grabbed the rock and stuck it in my pocket. Then I ran into mum’s cafe and said that she had met one of her friends on the beach and decided to stay the night at her friends house. I’m not sure what I’m going to say to mum tomorrow night, but I’m sure I’ll figure something out. I don’t want mum to find out or else she’ll think I’m bonkers and she’ll most likely freak out. I also hope I can help Grace get out of the rock. I just ate a lolly so I think I’ll wrap the stone in the lolly wrapper so that I don’t get zapped into it too.
Chapter Six
All of the people looked around guiltily. “Tell me!” I demanded. “Tell me where my dad is!” “We’re not sure, to tell you the truth,” Annabel whispered. “We’ve searched pretty much everywhere.” “Where haven’t you searched?” I asked Annabel. “We haven’t searched in the Snatcher’s room,” replied my friend.
Suddenly a man came out of the darkness. He had short brown hair, green eyes and pale skin. “Who have we here?” the man asked in an oily voice. He reached out to stroke my red hair, but I leapt out of reach before he could touch me. “What do you want with me?” I said. “Spit it out.”
“She’s as strong minded as her father,” he whispered. My eyes widened. “Yes. I heard you talking. It’s easy to listen but not be seen. Take her away.” He snapped his fingers and two men in grey suits and dark sunglasses came into the light and grabbed me by the arm. “Help me!” I screamed. “Help me, Annabel!” Annabel stood there staring after me with wide eyes. She tried to run after me, but the man grabbed her and held her back. “Sit back down!” he snapped at her and forced her to the ground. Annabel stared helplessly after me.
I got dragged into the darkness. I didn’t know how the men holding me could see in the dark so well, when I could hardly see at all. In the distance, I could hear the awful man yelling at everyone to be quiet and to keep still. I then heard him say. “I will soon rule the world. Soon everyone will stop calling me the Snatcher, and they will call me The Master Mind!”
Chapter Seven
Suddenly, we stopped. I heard the scraping of a key in a lock, and a door creaked open. There was a faint glow in the distance. I heard someone flicking a switch, and a light flickered on. I was in a bright red, circular room. There were red couches, red carpet, red lamp shades and red doors. There was even a red fridge. I got pushed forward and heard a door slam and a key turn behind me. I found myself alone in the room. Inspecting the wall where the door had been, I noticed that there was no doorknob on this side. I pushed against the wall where I thought the door was. It wouldn’t budge.
Out of the blue, the wall opened on the opposite side of the room. The Snatcher walked in with the two men in grey suits right behind him. “I don’t believe I have introduced myself and my henchmen,” the Snatcher announced. “I’m Bamen Fowlter, and these are Fillius and Archius.” He indicated the two men who had just finished locking the door behind them. They both tilted their bowler hats at me, and smiled in an odd, friendly way.
“I’ve brought you here to meet your father,” the sinister man told me. Unexpectedly another doorway was created next to the fridge as another man in a grey suit came in. The Grey Man walked up to his boss, and whispered something in his ear. The Snatcher smiled and nodded, then The Grey Man walked out. “That was Calterie,” the Snatcher told me. “He’s gone to fetch your father.”
Chapter Eight
I gazed at the man who had snatched my father. I could hardly believe that he was letting me see my dad after all that had happened. The lights suddenly went out and I heard my captor fumbling about in the darkness. Once my eyes adjusted, I saw the Snatcher seize the sunglasses from one of the Grey Men. He opened the fridge door and white light flooded the room. A shadow passed in front of the blinding brightness and then someone slammed the door.
That someone was the Snatcher, and it looked like he was holding a ball of light. When I peered closer, I saw that the ball was really a sheet of light. It was as large and as thin as an A4 piece of paper. The only difference was that it was as hard as a sheet of steel. He slotted the glowing object into an opening in the wall next to the fridge. Suddenly the lights came flickering back on.
“That is my fantastic invention, The Paper Light!” the Snatcher told me with a flourish. “It is a way of storing light. It just needs to be kept cold while it’s not in use. I just slot it into this gap in the wall and all the lights will work.”
All of a sudden the door which Calterie had used, opened. A Grey Man entered pushing someone in-front of him. The Grey Man looked like Calterie, but it could have been someone else. They all looked the same to me.
The other person had scruffy brown hair and when he looked up at me I saw that his eyes were brown just like mine. He also had a beard. I noticed that he had a mole on his left cheekbone right where my dad had one. My eye’s widened. It was then that I realised that the man was wearing the same clothes my dad wore the day he disappeared. He wore black jeans and a black T-shirt with a tiger on the back. ”Dad,” I whispered under my breath, staring at him with wonder. “Dad,” I said again, this time a little louder. “It’s really you!” I was so surprised I passed out.
Chapter Nine
When I awoke, I found myself lying on a red couch with my head resting in my dad’s lap. He was looking at me with worried eyes and a slight frown. He absentmindedly started stroking my hair in a loving way. When he felt me shift slightly he quickly stopped. I sat up.
“Dad,” I said, gazing at him with big eyes. “I thought I’d never see you again. What happened?” “It’s a very long story I’m afraid,” he replied, glancing around the room. It was then that I noticed that the Snatcher and his Grey Men were gone. “Where did they go?” “I don’t know,” he sighed. “They went out a door and one of his men said they’d be back in a few hours.”
Suddenly a man burst through the wall screaming something. We both jumped up and looked around in astonishment. He screamed a single word I understood. Fire. I panicked. I started pushing against the wall, trying to find a door other than the one that the man had come through. My dad grabbed me and pointed to a latch on the wall near a reading lamp. We ran over to the door and pushed. Falling through the wall we landed in deep water. Everything was dark except for the red glow behind us. But even that provided little light. The air was thick with smoke and it smelt of burning wood. I had to paddle to stay above the water and my dad was chest deep. Moving away from the red room I bumped into something. I paddled backwards quickly, splashing my dad in the process. He reached forward and grabbed what I had thudded against. Out of the darkness he pulled a small boat just big enough for the two of us.
Behind us the light was growing brighter and redder. My dad lifted me into the boat and climbed in after me. Under the seats we found two oars, one blanket, one pillow, a jug of water and a tin of biscuits. I grabbed an oar and started rowing. My dad picked up an oar too and started paddling.
Chapter Ten
We’d been paddling for about 15 minutes when we heard a tremendous splash behind us. A wave rocked the boat and the tin of biscuits rolled to the other side of the boat. When I looked back the way we had come there was no more light. “I think the room collapsed,” I told him. “That would be likely,” he explained. “The building was very unstable.” “How do you know?” I asked, but I had already guessed the answer. “He forced me to build him a circular red room with lots of doors. He didn’t get very good materials for me, so the house was flimsy.” My dad was a builder and the Snatcher probably knew that.
“I wonder where we’re going,” I asked my dad. “I didn’t know there was water in a rock. There’s so much I don’t understand. Did you learn anything about the Snatcher when you were his prisoner?”
“I learnt that the Snatcher comes from a book. This book was not allowed to be opened by anyone, but someone opened it. Each page of the book described an animal from another world. When the book was opened it landed on the Snatcher’s page.” He paused for a moment letting it sink in. “Apparently he leapt into a waiting rock, and has been there ever since. Supposedly he created a river in the rock that leads to his world. I don’t remember building a door there, so I would assume that this is that river. He made the river so that he could find his way back to his world if needed.” “I hope that the other creatures in his world aren’t as bad as he is,” I said.
As we drifted down the river I noticed that a current was now pulling us along. I stopped paddling and grabbed a biscuit from the tin. When my dad also stopped paddling, the boat kept going. “I wonder why the current has started getting faster?” I asked dad. “I’m not sure, but at least we can rest.” While we relaxed, the boat sped up and I started feeling seasick. All of a sudden I heard a loud rushing noise in the distance. As we bobbed closer to the noise it became deafening. Looking straight ahead I saw a waterfall.
Jordan’s Journal: Entry 22
I had to lie again. I said that I had met Grace on the street with our Auntie Cherry, and that she had said that she was staying with her for the weekend. I don’t know how I’m going to keep up this lying business. I’m going to run out of ideas soon. Luckily school hasn’t been on since the snatching began, or else the teacher would report to mum about Grace not being there. I’ve been thinking about sneaking a peak at the rock but then I would disappear too, and I don’t want to be eaten or captured by aliens.
Chapter Eleven
I screamed and tried to paddle backwards but it was no use. We got closer and closer and all we did was sit there in utter terror. I remember my dad jumping out of the boat and grabbing onto a rock in the water. As I was about to jump into his arms, the boat went over with me in it.
When I awoke, I found myself sopping wet and lying on grass. I sat up and looked around. Right next to me was a swiftly flowing river with a waterfall cascading into it. On my left was a dense forest of trees of the likes I’d never seen. They had bronze leaves and and enormous silvery trunks. When I looked closer, I saw on the ground thousands of little gold flowers shaped like bells.
I craned my neck upwards trying to find the beginning of the waterfall. It seemed to go on forever. I got up, stretched and washed my face in the river. After I tried – and failed – to brush my hair with my fingers, a creature approached me. It looked like a deer except that it had a dog’s paws and tail and a goat’s horns. It looked at me inquisitively and approached cautiously, its horns lowered. I backed up slowly, thinking it might be related to the mythical chimera, which was part goat, part snake and part lion.
It then nudged me with a wet nose and nibbled at my clothes. I reached out a tentative hand and stroked the creature on its neck. It looked around and its ears quivered. “Easy there,” I whispered, looking around for what had caused the creature to spook. Suddenly a large wolf bounded out of the woods heading straight for us. It halted about a meter away and sat. It was grey with a red blanket on its back that read Messenger in gold letters.
“The Guardians sent me to bring the girl who just arrived to Heavenly Glade,” said the wolf. “My name is Gandor. I’m the head Messenger. You can bring the lepeer if you want. It looks like she likes you.” He nodded towards the creature. “How do you know it’s a she?” I asked Gandor, feeling utterly weird talking to a wolf. “You can tell because of the black spots on her head. If you’re going to name her you’d better do a good job of it. They hate it if they get a bad name. Plus the name always sticks,” Gandor replied, then he trotted off. I ran after him. “Wait!” I yelled. “I’m not as fast as you.” He slowed down until I caught up. The lepeer ran after us bleating like a goat.
Chapter Twelve
We skirted the edge of the wood until we came to a beautiful iron gate in between two tall wooden poles. Gandor pushed open the gate with his nose and led us through. On the other side was a brick road with a fence on either side keeping the beings in the wood at bay. The road went on for as far as I could see. “We need to get to Heavenly Glade before the sun sets,” Gandor said. “Otherwise the Night Terrors will find us.” The name made me shiver. “What are the Night Terrors and why is there a fence?” I asked. “That,” explained Gandor, “Is something I can’t tell you. The Guardians will tell you everything. But I can tell you one thing. The fence is here to keep the Night Terrors out. They only roam at night because they wither in the sun. This fence keeps us safe in the day but not at night. We’ll be safe once we reach Heavenly Glade.” He ran off along the road. I glanced at the lepeer and called, “Come on you silly goat.” She bleated and trotted after me.
We’d been running for about five minutes when I heard a ghostly moan. Gandor suddenly stopped and said, “We’re running out of time. Get on to my back.” I started to protest but the lepeer butted me in the back, pushing me towards the wolf. I got onto his back and he told me to hang onto his blanket. As soon as I did that he bolted down the road. The lepeer bleated desperately and ran after us. Up ahead I saw a big clearing. Then all of a sudden I yelled to the lepeer running beside us, “I name you Amelie!” And we burst into the clearing.
Chapter Thirteen
Gandor skidded to a stop and I got off. Amelie ran up behind me and started licking my hand. I looked around and saw – I don’t exactly know what I saw but it looked like orbs of light floating around with light streaming from them. I gazed around the clearing until one orb came and approached me with Gandor following it. This orb seemed to glow brighter than the others. When it was standing right in front of me I could see that in the orb there seemed to be a face and the rest of the light was in the shape of a dress and hair and arms – they were women clothed in light.
She spoke, “Hello, my name is Quint. What is yours?”
“My name is Grace. Where am I?”
“You are in the land of Edilin. This is the world where all magical creatures dwell.”
“What are you?”
“We are the Guardians. We protect this world from the bad beings in it.”
“What are the Night Terrors?” I asked. When I said the name everyone stopped and looked at me.
“They are beastly. They are shadows that glide along the ground at top speed stealing cattle and sometimes other beasts. They are the worst thing imaginable. They seem to be getting stronger. We have been sending out groups to protect everyone. Recently some have been coming back without their light. Now we have an infirmary for our sick. This never used to happen.”
“Do you know why this is happening?”
“It might have something to do with the Dark King going missing. He was horrible. He took people and used their energy to create terrible machines to destroy all good things. But he also tried to keep the Night Terrors at bay. We think he wanted to have them under his control but he never succeeded. One day he just went missing never to be seen again.”
“How long ago did he go missing?” I asked, dreading the answer.
“About a week ago.”
“I know where he is,” I said bluntly.
“Where?!” Quint exclaimed.
“He is in the human world, living in a special rock. He is stealing people from our little town. We’ve been calling him the Snatcher.”
Chapter Fourteen
Quint then asked me to tell her everything I knew about the Snatcher. Afterwards she said, “I’d like you to come and see the infirmary.” She led me towards a white tent made out of light. “Don’t touch any of my kind or anything that shines like the tent or else you’ll be transformed into ashes. It’s just a precaution we have to take unfortunately. Because we try to protect everyone we have to have to have some sort of protection,” Quint warned me. She then opened the tent flap and we entered.
There were hammocks made of forest vines and and flowers and they looked quite comfortable. In each of the hammocks there was one of the Guardians. Except they didn’t look like the Guardians, they looked like women with long dresses and long hair and the palest of skin. They looked weak and helpless, lying there with their hair being shifted by the breeze. I noticed that there were lots of shining white rabbits hopping around, checking on all the patients. The biggest of the rabbits hopped over and said to Quint, “Nothing has changed. They just lie there immobilised. Their breathing is very shallow and they hardly ever move.” I stared at the rabbit with astonishment. “Oh. I’m sorry,” the rabbit said, “I forgot to introduce myself. I’m Dr. Arnold, head of the infirmary. Sorry, I must go. I have important business to do.” Dr. Arnold said, hopping off.
“I didn’t know the rabbits talked also!” I exclaimed, as we left the infirmary.
“The rabbits and the wolves can speak only because we put a spell on them,” Quint replied, and sensing my next question kept talking, “The rabbits are shining because we have also given them special healing powers. The wolves don’t need to have other special powers. Tomorrow we will try to find a way to get the Dark King back into that book. More important is the need for you to sleep.” She led me towards an enormous building made out of trees that had glowing flowers on them. When we entered I gasped. There were hammocks everywhere and there was a big flower hanging from the ceiling, acting as a light. Quint showed me a hammock in the corner of the room.
As soon as I lay down I fell asleep.
Jordan’s Journal: Entry 23
Auntie Cherry has turned up at mum’s cafe for lunch today! What do I do? I’m sitting in a corner of the kitchen. Mum’s gone over to say hello to her. Oh no! Mum’s coming towards me! I’m just going to slip out the back door. Sorry! Gotta stop writing.Â
Our Silkie chickens. Cutie (left), Beauty (middle) and Lucy (right). We only have Cutie and Lucy now. We gave Beauty away because he used to attack us. Lucy has recently had little silkie chicks. Two white ones, Pepper (boy) and Pixie (girl). Two red, Phoenix (boy) and Flint (boy). And one black one, Captain (girl). We gave away Pepper and Phoenix to someone, but we’ve still got Flint, Pixie and Captain. We ar thinking of putting Lucy or Captain in the Hawksbury Show this year.
