I have some pretty good skills for writing stories.  I am writing two great vampire novels. One I am posting here, let me know if you want the link to the thread. So, I do poetry and stories, they can be about anything.  Or if you want I can just make one up on my own for you. I am still deciding on a price. I want something small. So the first 5 orders are free! Rmail me for a faster response.

Commissions: 

1. Tribecka: about jacob black

2. Twintkitty: the girl in the dark shirt 

Hmm...

Try continuing 'The girl in the dark shirt'

Chapter 1
She was born in a dark room, to mysterious parents, in a dark shirt.
"Darcy," a mysterious voice bestowed the name to this dark child. The woman's pale fingers bore long, black fingernails which unknowingly stabbed into the chest of this young child; blood was gushing out like a red fountain. "Black Rose!" a man's voice screamed, hurling the woman to the floor. "How could you...hurt our child?" his voice cried in pain and sorrow as the piercing wails of Darcy floated through the air. "Darcy Black!" yelled her mother, blood gushing out of her open wound. The pale woman's fangs glittered with blood as she spoke; the vampire had married a half-vamp man. It seemed that every vampire had to have the 'Black' in their names. Jai Black, her father, beckoned Black Rose to pry out some of her daughter's flesh and forced Darcy to eat it. The vampires often did this; for no known reason.
Darcy was in Grade 1 now. Time flew, and no soul knew of her heritage. She behaved weirdly, her teacher had commented. "She craves blood!" the teacher added, shocked. Her parents knew that vampires had to keep their identity secret, so they lied, "Probably because she didn't have enough blood in her body."