Girls from the south, todays moments by Calista

     Don’t you realize you live in the south when, your mom is painting the front doors  turquoise one second, then washing dishing and jamming out to old classic music people have not heard in twenty years. Growing up in a small town in east Texas has definitely been a blessing. I mean who else would not want to grow up in a small town were there is nothing but a couple of churches, a small country school, and a gas station our two. Unless you want to drive 45min to town.  I have always been able to talk to people, my mom has been sure of that, we have always been involved in something, and i am not talking ballet our gymnastics.  No there idea of a hobby was lets give a five year old a rifle and see what happens. But hay i learned more about life sitting in a  deer stand from sunrise till sunset then i would ever in a room full of little girls learning how to turn in perfect circles. I have patients for a few things and stupid people are not one of them. Even though I live in a small town does not mean by any means spared the people who believe thinking with your head that the lord gave you is such a good idea. Like no I do not go home and ride cows, I have only done that once, for about .5 seconds, and no I don't kill  Bambi, I kill his daddy. 
Calista Turner

Click on these two YouTube links to hear the songs my mom is jamming out to.
Cry to me by Solomon Burke
https://youtu.be/mEu8DrO9PbY

None’ya By Hayes Carl
https://youtu.be/KZCicYDlSE8

Stallion, A children's story written by 12 year old Calista Turner.

Have you ever heard of the amazing stallion that was known for running on the beach on the Gulf of Mexico? Running faster than the wind in the sky. People have only seen glimpses of this amazing horse, for no one knows if it even exists! I am going to tell you a story unlike other fairy tales. This one will keep you thinking about this amazing horse, in the lone star state.

Calista Turner

CHAPTER 1

“MOM there is something on the beach!” Mia yelled, running to her mom and dads bed room. “What is it Mia? It is four in the morning, what are you doing up?” “There is something on the beach outside, I heard something running!” Mia whined. Just go back to bed, it is probably your imagination. Go before you wake your baby brother.” said mom “Why don’t she believe me?” Mia thought. As she stomped back to her bed room.” 

"Good morning mom.” Mia said, as she dragged her self-down the stairs a few hours latter. She was looking to see if her mom was cooking breakfast and her dad was reading the morning paper. “Go upstairs and get changed, we are going down to the beach. We are having a picnic with your grandma and grandfather.” Mia ran up the stairs as fast as she could, because she never got to see her grandparents that lived far up north. Mia ran down the stairs with her little brother at her feet and their dog Butter Ball at his. “Slow your roll you two, they will not be here for a few hours, so go play outside!" "But Mia don’t let jimmy near the water and take Butter Ball with you”. Mom said. “OK mom” jimmy jumped up and down as we ran out the door but Butter Ball seemed more happier then my brother. “Jimmy you heard what mom said, don’t go near the water”. But I did not need to worry, he was already playing in the white sand. I walked down the beach and took out my camera and started taking pictures for our school 6th grade photo competition. Then I saw a small crab running along the beach. When I saw big holes, like big prints, in the sand then I remembered, the sound last night. I fallowed the tracks to a small water fall in the cliff that fell off into the Gulf of Mexico. I started taking pictures of the tracks and I got closer and closer then “Mia, Jimmy, your Grandparents are here! Come on home!” mom yelled. Jimmy got up and ran as fast has his little legs could take him with Butter Ball at his feet. I hesitated, I wanted to see were the prints lead and if it could find out what it is and the high tide was coming. I had to go before long the prints would be gone and I will not be able to see them. All I had was a few pictures.

Chapter 2
To be continued...