imaginary Harry Potter part:

This is a little story I just wrote, it's about Harry Potter when he is about eight or nine years old. Vernon, Petunia and Dudley are going to an amusement park and Harry has to go to Mrs. Figg. Just read it and comment what you think and what I could improve.
Thnx already! ^-^




Today they were going to go to an amusement park.
They are Vernon, Petunia and Dudley, Harry had to stay at Mrs. Figg's house.
Harry didn't like to have to stay at her house, it smelled like cauliflower and Mrs. Figg always showed him pictures of her cats.
He stayed in his small tiny room under the staircase as long as possible, hoping the Dursley's would forget he was there. But of course they remembered their, who they thought was, annoying nephew. They dropped him off at Figg's house and drove away.
Harry rang the bell, but Figg had of course already seen him.
'Hello Harry,' she said friendly.
'Hello Mrs. Figg,' Harry murmered.
'Come in, come in,' she said.
Harry came in and Mrs. Figg said while pointing at the wall next to the stairs: 'I've got new pictures, just take a look.'
He walked past the old, musty smelling couch, to the pictures Mrs. Figg had pointed at. He heard her in the kitchen, but did not care what she was doing.
There were six pictures. They were showing her and her cats. 'Of course,' he thought. 'What else would she make pictures of?'
And then it happened really fast; one of the cats jumped on him, he was startled and fell down the stairs.
Mrs. Figg came running towards him. But stood still immediately, when she saw he wasn't hurt at all.
Harry examined his body, but didn't see any bruises or blood, nor did he feel any pain.
He didn't understand how he could fall down the stairs without feeling any pain... But a few years later he'll know that that's because he is a wizard.


© 2011 Maaike de Boer

Okay, I've got no idea who'll read this...
but here is one of my songs. It's called about you and is about love. Very original subject (not):

It was an ordinary day

I’d come in and the teacher would say

You’re late, get a note

I would go to get one

And there to me you stood

I said hi ‘cause I didn’t want to be rude

You make me dizzy

Make me nervous

Make my heart speed up ‘cause

I love your eyes and the sound of your voice when you talk

Love your nose, mouth and the way that you walk

I never knew I would

Didn’t even know I could

Love somebody like I do now

I have no idea how

I’ve never felt this before

But I want more and more

You make me dizzy

Make me nervous

Make my heart speed up ‘cause

I love your eyes and the voice of your voice when you talk

Love your nose, mouth and the way that you walk

And of course there was the curiosity

How it would feel when you’d kiss me

It was great and something I’ll never forget

Something I will remember until I’m dead

The feeling of your lips on mine

And my heart giving me the sign

That you make me dizzy

Make me nervous

Make my heart speed up ‘cause

I love your eyes and the sound of your voice when you talk

Love your nose, mouth and the way that you walk

You’re the piece of my life that’s always been missin’

My life’s now complete

We look at each other and start kissin’

And I love you

From my head all the way down to my feet

You still make me dizzy

Still make me nervous

And still make my heart speed up ‘cause

I love your eyes and the sound of your voice when you talk

Love your nose, mouth and the way that you walk

More and more each day

More and mooooore

Mooooore and mooooore

The last part is just when I sing it, which I've never done yet because I haven't made music to this song yet.

Please tell me what you think about it and give tips and advise! ^-^

© 2011 Maaike de Boer

Who am I?

I'm Maaike, I live in the Netherlands, and I'm 14 years old.
I really love my two best friends Bibi and Emma, but I also like Anniek and Madelief, my cycle-buddies (I always cycle to school together with them)
Why can't you use smileys? I want to use smileys!!!!
I'm kind of addicted to Taylor Swift, covers of songs (just on youtube), Harry Potter saga, Edward Cullen, chocolate eastern eggs (how do you call them in English?), cheesepancakes, chocolatepancakes, crisps, chocolate.
I just noticed I'm addicted to a lot of things. That's nice to know...

I really love how you can make the words in different colours and lettertypes and stuff, but the smileys are really missing...




I think you know enough about me, if you want to know more, just ask! :D