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Moana!

I saw moana on the opening weekend it came out and I was completely blown away. The movie did not disappoint with its stunning visuals, music, and storytelling.
Now I have no background with the South Pacific so I don't know how correct the story actually is so my point of view is from the Disney perspective.
The visuals in the movie was absolutely breathtaking. The Disney animation team, like always, did not disappoint. Watching Moana's hair alone was hypnotizing. Every scene was so colorful and so well put together. Next, the music was fantastic and unlike any other. Lin-Manuel Miranda wrote a stunning soundtrack as well as Mark Mancina with a fantastic score. It was classically Disney with great twists. Lastly, the story being told was told well. The movie flowed really well and you fell in love with all the characters. There were so many beautiful scenes that all brought you to tears.
All in all, the movie was absolutely fantastic and I highly recommend. I am so happy that Moana defeated Frozen's box office opening weekend record.

Something I Wrote #3

"It's hard to explain-I mean...Let's go somewhere else beside the middle of the woods when it's practically dark."

We head to the town's semi-famous outside diner. The grilled cheese and shakes here are the best, and only, fast food in town.

I order us three medium mocha-cookie dough shakes and a side of fries. The two knowledge-hungry friends I had gave me the "I want to know everything" look as soon I sit down with the food.

 

"It all started back in the third grade. I hadn't discovered who I was yet. I was living in the Big Apple. We didn't know what kind of effect I could have on a big city, I mean I was eight. My dad was working extra time at his office while my mom was in between jobs, so she picked me up from school. We usually walked home because she knew I was afraid of the subway, but that day we were in a hurry for some reason. We had to take the subway. It was too much stress on me: all the homeless people, the smell of pee, the flickering of the lights, being underground. I nearly blew up the whole underground train system.

"It was then my mom grew a true fear of me and my dad dropped his career and we began our moves. Always moving from small town to small town across the nation. Each place a new disaster and each place my parents telling me to suppress who I was...who I am.

"They don't know I have been practicing. They are oblivious to how long it's been since a disaster has happened. My mom and I talked yesterday for an hour about how I am feeling. I haven't talked to my mom for more than two minutes since New York."

We talk for another two hours on who I am. What I can do. They aren't scared. They accept me. I've never had that before in my life. **************!!!!!!!

It's dark when we finish talking and so I walk them home and then walk home myself. I get home and it is silent.

No one sound. Crying. From my parents bedroom. I go into their room to find my mom crying on the floor against her bed. She doesn't look up to see me.

I notice a note on the bed. I pick it up and read it:

Dear Jane,

I can't do this. I can't live on pretending like my life, our lives, are normal. I had so much, now it's all hidden. There is no other choice to do, this is tearing me apart. I have to leave. For me and for David. I love you. This change is for the better for the both of us, you know it.

Thomas

Seeing his handwriting. He couldn't even tell my mom or me in person. Did he think I would have hurt him? Did he think he would have hurt me?

I sit down on my mom's bed next to her.

"Listen David," she says in her tears, "I am scared of you...but I do love you. I really do. This is as hard for me as much as it is for you."

The pain I feel and the pain she feels is different. He affected us differently, but we both know we share pain from the same man.

"Every time I see you, I am so proud of who you will become. A strong, powerful young man. I just wish I knew what to do."

I put my hand on her. We sat in silence together until morning.

Which wasn't really morning because it was the biggest storm Bridgeport has seen in years. School is cancelled for two days because of it.

We show up on Wednesday. Trees blown down everywhere - one landed in the cafeteria so we get an extra long lunch until it is fixed - and water had been in the hallways because everything is wet.

And as I think anything couldn't get worse-for me and the school - it did. I meet a girl.

I walk out of Ms. Bline's with Millie and Kevin. She walks right by me. I'm breathless.

"Ummmm...are you alright David?" Millie asks. My face is pale. I would be concerned too if my friend held supernatural powers that could blow up an entire school.

"Who was that?" I answer her with.

"Which one?"

"Obviously the new girl Millie. Don't you know boys at all?" Kevin pitches in. "Her name is Sophie. She just moved here with her dad. Weird timing though."

"And we don't usually get new kids in the middle of the semester," Millie adds, "or two kids a year for that."

"Sophie." I say out loud.

I can't stop thinking about her. Especially since Mr. Noah puts her right next to me in sixth period.

She smells like the fruit after a long rain. Her voice as powerful as thunder. Her eyes as radiant as lightning. She electrifies me.

When school ends after sixth, Kevin, Millie, and I walk to the ice cream shop. They talk, I think about Sophie.

"Hello! Earth to David. You kind of walked passed the shop." Kevin shouts. He has to shout. I'm five shops down.

I run back to them and they joke about me.

"Just go for it man, it's not like people stay here long." Kevin encourages.

"I really don't know how though. I've never had a crush on anyone before."

Millie gives Kevin a disapproving look, "Take it from a girl. Tell them they look nice everyday and pass them notes in their lockers and during class. Talk to them."

The conversation ends and we discuss how much we hate Mr. Blue. We eat our ice cream and the day goes on.

I leave at four to go off and practice. I want to go farther than any other day to see what damage this storm really has done.

Broken and fallen trees everywhere. Trash and trash cans all over meadows and fields. Sophie sitting on a log with her feet in the stream.

Wait.

I go over and sit down with her. I am drawn to her. It's hard to explain.

"David." I say. I'm an idiot. What kind of introduction was that?

"Sophie." She returns.

At least she gets me.

"I just moved here too. About a month and a half now."

"I just moved here on Friday."

We laugh. Birds sing along with the sounds of water flowing by. A breeze passes perpendicular to the water flow, aiming towards our backs and to the unknown.

Something about Sophie puts my life back into order. From exposing myself for the first time to my father. Everything is back. We laugh and share stories of how much we have moved around.

We are the same...just with different sides of the supernatural.

I walk her home Thursday and Friday. A perfect connection. We smile, we laugh, and we enjoy each other. Kevin tries to tease me, Millie is concerned for me, I am running through a field of roses and flowers not giving a care in the world.

Over the next couple weeks I went with them to the ice cream shop every day after school. I learned my way around school and the town and was finally settled in. It felt like...home. A stretch, but a good one. I never had an accident. Well, no, I had a little one...

It was history class and Mr. Blue was boring as all hell and I was falling asleep. He caught me. He made such a big deal over a little nap and it made me a little mad. I may have moved a chalk duster to hit him in the face with my mind. No one knew it was me or noticed it for that matter, but it did happen and I promised myself it could never happen again.

Millie and Kevin grew to become my closest friends and well, my only friends ever. As time went on I didn't know whether to tell them about who I really am. They knew my parents had fears and resented me and they got a hint that I wasn't exactly normal, but never would guess in a million years that the supernatural was real right next to them.

~

American Horror Story ?6

For the past five years, American Horror Story has entertained us in a fresh new style of television. This show is not like anything else and is pioneering for future shows. This season started off with promos that mislead the whole nation, not giving us any hint at what to expect, with it always ending in ?6. From that moment on, we knew this season was a game changer for the show.
Fans have been asking to bring back the classic, frightening style of the show to be more horror-like because the last few seasons haven't displayed that aspect, but more on storytelling. Roanoke - as we find out after the premiere - brought back the classic scare of the show.
As this has been the most thrilling season, the story aspect of the show has felt forgotten. Roanoke tells a story in a classic and unique AHS way, but has lost the feeling of wanting more after every episode like it used to. As the season comes to an end, there is a bittersweet feeling in all the dedicated lovers of AHS, fans are excited to see how it all wraps up, but sad the a favorite show is coming to an end for a grueling year.
Overall, I really am enjoying Roanoke and love that the creators are keeping the show fresh and new every single season and I can't wait to see what they have in the future!

Happy Hallow-lo-ween Everybody

It's the month of Halloween - I mean October - so that means it's the time of year for spoopy chills and thrills. Of course my absolute favorite part of Halloween is seeing Disneyland dressed up in beautiful fall colors and have pumpkins lined on the walls of Main Street with the iconic Mickey Pumpkin in the heart of town square. The absolute part of spooky Disneyland, besides the rare Disneyland villains that show up this time of year, is Mickey's Halloween Party. This was my second year going and both times I was absolutely blown away with the incredible theming they do to the entire park. It is a completely new park from the moment you enter to the very back of the park at Small World and Critter Country.
Mickey's Halloween Party is a ticketed event, which is definitely sold out by now so next year buy them early, that range in prices from late september being the cheapest and Halloween the most expensive. The park closes at 6 or 7pm to the public, leaving DCA open for a few more hours, for the party to start. They are very serious when it comes to checking your wristbands so don't even try to sneak in because they will catch you waiting in the bathroom.
The party is definitely worth the money because it offers so much that normal Disney days don't offer. You can trick or treat, meet characters in their Halloween costumes, meet iconic villains, ride the rethemed rides - Haunted Mansion Holiday and Space Mountain: Ghost Galaxy -, watch the amazing Halloween Screams Fireworks, or enjoy the brand new Halloween parade: Frightfully Fun Parade, led by the headless horseman! The trick or treating gave me so much yummy candies I get to enjoy this most spooky month, the fireworks gave me life, and the new parade slayed me! I've always enjoyed HMH and Ghost Galaxy (which are open to the public).
Honestly I loved the party and I will continue going for a long time! I highly recommend going in the coming years and if you are going later this month, enjoy it as much as you can!

Something I Wrote #2

This is this the next part to my little short story I have been writing!

 Over the next couple weeks I went with them to the ice cream shop every day after school. I learned my way around school and the town and was finally settled in. It felt like...home. A stretch, but a good one. I never had an accident. Well no I had a little one...
 It was history class and Mr. Hill was boring as all hell and I was falling asleep. He caught me. He made such a big deal over a little nap and it made me a little mad. I might have moved a chalk duster to hit him in the face with my mind. No one knew it was me or noticed it for that matter, but it did happen and I promised myself it couldn't happen again.
 Millie and Kevin grew to become my closest friends and well, my only friends ever. As time went on I didn't know whether to tell them about who I really am. They knew my parents fears and resented me and they got a hint that I wasn't exactly normal, but never would guess in a million years that the supernatural is real right next to them.

~

 I look at the old clock on the wall of the ice cream shop; 4:30. "Oh shoot, I got to go guys," I said getting up from my seat and gathering my stuff. I need to go practice my powers. Not need, want. I have been using them a lot lately and it has been helping me control myself in the real world.
 "Do you really need to go?" Kevin asked.
 I stop at the door and turn to look at the two. "Yes I do. My parents want me home by five and I like to be early." I look at their unpleased faces, especially Millie's. They say bye and I walk out.
 A minute later Millie runs out after me. "Hey David, what's really wrong?" She asks me. I don't know what to say. "I see you walking into those woods everyday when you say you are going home."
 I can't say anything. Does she know? Has she seen me practice?
 "David, you can tell me."
 "I really can't, you wouldn't understand its just-"
 "Is it your parents?"
 "No. It's not them. It's bigger than that it's hard to explain. Maybe another time, I have to go." I don't let her stop me. I quickly walk away.
 And here I am walking into the woods, practically crying from turning Millie away. I wish I can tell her and Kevin. I just can't. What kind of friend am I that I can't tell them what is really wrong?
 I put my emotions into my power. I blow some rocks up and dig up a small tree or two. Ten minutes go by as fast as Kevin eats his ice cream after school. Twenty. Thirty. I take out my frustration into the landscape. I control me. Not my powers.
 Right as I think I'm in total control, I hear a snap of a twig. Not from me. Not an animal. I turn around and see Millie slapping Kevin.
 "Dumbass he's going to hear us!" She yells over a whisper to Kevin.
 "To late," Kevin says staring at me.
 "How long have you two been there?" I say out of fear.
 "David," Millie says, "this is brilliant!"
 "What?"
 "I mean you can do brilliant stuff. Is this what you have been running off to do? How long could you do this? How can you-wait...WHY have you told us?"

Welcome to Africa

Stranger Things Thursday: Welcome to Africa
This recent summer I was fortunate to go to Kenya on a safari! I went all over Kenya and got to see so many amazing things that most people never get to see. I made a montage for the whole trip for my youtube so go check it out with the link right here >>> WELCOME TO AFRICA <<<
What country would you guys want to go visit someday?

Diamonds

On July 17th, 1955, Disneyland opened its gates for the first time; 60 years later, those gates are still opened. May 22nd, 2015, Disneyland's Diamond Celebration kicked off with a 24 hour event, and yesterday, September 5th, 2016, the diamonds took their curtain call, as the celebration ended. The celebration touched so many people, including me. It brought so much to my life and I will always remember the sparkling diamonds on top of Sleeping Beauty Castle. I get to say that I was one of the first guest to ever see the Paint the Night Parade as well as the Disneyland Forever Fireworks. I met so many amazing people during the diamond celebration and made so many memories.
The Diamond Celebration brought so much to Disneyland and as of yesterday, took so much away. Paint the Night dazzled this last year and will return but only seasonally. Disneyland Forever made its last night as it showed its colors for the last night ever with Fantasy in the Sky taking over on friday. World of Color Celebrate also ended, but made a quick return to its original show for tonight. All of these shows brought me and so many others so much joy and so many tears.
The last day of diamonds was bittersweet, but will be remembered by everyone who was there. As diamonds left the stage, a new breath of frightfully fun decor went up as the park is being decorated for the fall season and most notably for Halloween. It is a good way to let everyone off the diamond celebration easily as the whole park is transformed away from the diamond decor we've all known to love. I will remember those amazing diamonds forever.
Go check out a montage i made for youtube with this link! TRY EVERYTHING

Haitian Sensation

Welcome to Stranger Things Thursday where I go over something interesting that happened to me in the past week or in just my life.
This recent week I went to Haiti on a mission trip with the Hands and Feet Project (I will put a link to them below) to serve whatever they needed for the few short days I was there. Hands and Feet were created by the band Audio Adrenaline to create orphanages for the overwhelming amount of homeless children in Haiti. We arrived on Tuesday after about 17 hours of traveling that day to their base where people like me stay. We ate a late dinner then went straight to bed. On Wednesday, our project was to clean up trash from a local park. There was a church service going on right across the street, so we got to listening the people inside have a blast singing to Jesus as well as the people the couldn't fit inside the building singing around the park. We then went to one of the H&F orphanages and got to find out more on what the orphanages do (again, link below, go check them out it is amazing). Thursday rolled around and we went to the beach. It was hot outside, but the water was warm and the beach was beautiful. That night the new members of Audio Adrenaline gave us missionaries and a bunch of kids from a nearby orphanage and the kids from the H&F orphanages a concert with music from the original AA and also from their brand new album (which is awesome). It was so amazing to see all of us singing the same songs, whether in English or Creole, we were united as one. On Friday, we walked down the road to pick up trash to help clean the community. I filed two big trash bags in just two hours. We had Popsicle after to cool down. Later we went on a hike to some French forts from when the Haitians gained their independence from the French. It was amazing walking into history that I've only read about. That night was our last night, so AA gave us a worship night then a fierce Corn Hole competition (Team Squeaks for life). Then we left super early in the morning for the airport and the rest is history. It was such a cool experience and I would definitely do it again. Go check out the links to the Hands and Feet Project!!

where we stayed

some of the kids playing soccer

us gathering for our morning briefing

french fort

corn hole with AA

my whole group

last night sunset

Something I Wrote #1

Hey this is a short story that has been a long time in the making. There is some grammatical errors and such that I tried to fix before but probably missed. Just the first part so maybe I'll post more of it once a month or something! It doesn't yet have a name so maybe you guys can help me when more is released! Also side note! Blogger messed up all the indentations and such so I'm super sorry if it's a little confusing.~~~~~ Hi. My name is David Edwards. I am 14 years old. My birthday is February 3rd, 1961. I live in Bridgeport, California. This is my story. Living in a small town means that anything I do, the whole town will found out within a week, and anything anyone else in the town does, I will hear about it eventually. I mean I guess that's a good thing and a curse, especially if you are like me. When I first moved to Bridgeport, it was hard. Small school. Small house. Small town. With a town of only 500, you kind of get excited during tourist season. We have a really good fishing stream about 10 miles north that feeds into a trout lake, so we get quite a few tourists coming in during summer. Also a blessing and curse. I also should say that I moved here so that I couldn't be, well, discovered. I hate that word because I can't see myself as a monster or crazy person. I'm just average David, but with a bit of...flare? I don't know how to describe it. To put it short, I have special powers that I was born with and my parents moved around my entire life so that I wouldn't be "discovered." And that's when we discovered Bridgeport. ~ First day of school. Terrifying. The smell of eggs and bacon didn't help because that meant my parents were just as scared for me. They stress cook. And that's why I am so picky with what I eat. They cook so much that it's all I like now. "Remember David, stay calm. Don't get scared, be brave. And don't use your, well, gifts," my dad says as he does every new school. Actually, more like every week. Oh wait, try every morning. "Have fun baby. Go be your best," is what my mom always says as well. She is scared of me, but she loves me. She wants the best for me. That's why I love her. And that's why I fear everyday for her safety from me. We moved here during the winter break for the school, so I have missed most of the classes and am coming into the school year blind, unprepared, alone, and worst of all, powerful. I walk in through the front doors. No one looks twice. Just a hallway full of students trying to make their way. How can a person with so much power, feel so powerless. The bell rings. I'm already late to my first class. I find my way through the empty hallways, trying to find room 39. You wouldn't think it would be hard in such a small school. "Hey you. Kid. Get to class right away!" I hear behind me. I wouldn't think it's aimed towards me so I just keep walking. Then I hear the footsteps get closer and closer as I try to get away from them. A grab on my shoulder almost makes me blow up the whole school, but I kept it under control with everything I have. "Why are you not in your class young man?" A middle aged, bald, white man questions me. "I'm sorry sir. I'm new to the school and I don't know where room 39 is." "Oh you're the new kid, from Ohio because of some trouble that happened. Well room 39 is Ms. Bline's class. It's right around the hall. I would suggest getting there before I write you up." Jeez. My first minutes in a new school and I'm already in trouble, and not even from accidentally using my powers. I make my way around the corner and find the teachers room. Here we go. New adventures. I take a deep breath and open the door. "Now why do you think that Salinger-oh hello. You must be David." The lady in the front of the classroom says as I walk in. "Yea, I am David. Are you Ms. Bline?" I ask. She seems nice. Her class has a welcoming tone. Personal touches everywhere, along with the English posters and memos. She is a nice looking person and she gives the vibes of a good teacher. I hope I don't mess this up. "Okay class start reading chapter 10 while I get David set up." Ms. Bline adds me to her role sheet and gives me a seat. The only one open in the small classroom. I sit down where she put me. I don't have the book or anything to do so I just sit there. "How did you wind up in this shit hole?" The boy next to me asked. "What?" I asked completely caught off guard. "Sorry. Kind of a rude thing to say first. Hi, my name is Kevin." "David. And I have always moved around and this was the next stop, I guess." "You guess? Well what a crap place to move. I mean, not to be disheartening, but this isn't a place people move to. It's a place people get stuck in. Like me." "And me," the girl in front me adds in. "Shut up, Millie. At least you've been to Nevada." Kevin says. "I can dream, Kevin." The two go back and fourth a little with insults they probably have given to each other as a joke. They ask to see my schedule and Kevin says that I have most of my classes with him, everything but photography, and I have this class and photography with Millie. The day goes on and I am introduced as the weird new kid time every period to practically the same people because of how small the school is. The day is finally over and I am exhausted from meeting and greeting the entire school. I just want to go home and take a well deserved nap and maybe go to the woods to blow some stones up. "Hey David!" I hear behind me. I turn around and it's Millie and Kevin walking towards me. "Oh hey Kevin. Millie. What's up?" I casually ask to be polite. "Just headed for the ice cream shop. You can come if you don't have anything else to do, it's just our usual hang out spot." "Oh I would love to, but I don't have any money on me or anything." "Don't worry about it. I know the owners," Millie says. I agree and went with them to the small ice cream shop in the heart of the little town. What she didn't tell me was that the owners were her parents and she works there. She gave me a scoop of chocolate chip cookie dough and Kevin a mint 'n' chip. We sat at one of the tables outside, looking around at the town. "Rough first day?" Millie asked. I thought about it. "I've had worse," I smile. "So you never answered my question. How did you end up in Bridgeport?" Kevin asked me. "Well, I've always moved town to town, never in one place for too long for-umm-personal problems. It resulted in me never having a true home, but I feel good about Bridgeport." "Personal problems? You mean you left an entire town just because you got bullied?" "Not exactly..." Millie cut him off there, she sensed Kevin was crossing a line that was not yet to be crossed. ~

The Beginning

Hey guys! My name is Trevor and this is my new blog! I will review movies I have seen recently or just in general as well as post some of my own works of writing, and maybe a tv show or specific episode review. My favorite movies to review are mostly Disney and Disney owned companies (Pixar and Marvel), but I do venture out sometimes in the movie theater and especially when watching television. Stay tuned for the goods.