So Secret, this is yours:

(Before I start, I'm going to apologize in advance: I assumed that you are a girl, so I am sorry if you are a boy.... anyways. Here's your picturing:)

So for you, I imagine you to have long wavy dark brown hair. Almost a rich dark chocolate color. You have beautiful dark blue eyes that appear to be purple sometimes. 

You are extremely skilled at sneaking around, and you wear lots of dark blacks and purples. You carry a sword, wear a ninja mask sometimes, and have a faithful, trusty dog. 

So just imagine those things when you read this picturing for you:

BEGINNING:

It was a scream that woke the girl up. 

Whose scream was it?

No one else seemed to be awake except her, so it couldn't have come from in the house. Curious, the girl crept out of her bed. The floorboards creaked beneath her weight. Her dog stirred from his slumber and lifted his head to look at her. "Shh..." she whispered. "Stay." Continuing to tiptoe towards her closet, she grabbed her favorite pair of tennis shoes and a purple sweatshirt.  

Inching back to where she started, she stood on her bed to reach the windowsill above. She had snuck out the window multiple times during the night, so this feat was not new to her. Outside her window across the rooftop lay a branch from the sycamore. This she used to swing from and climb down to the ground.

From where she last heard the sound, she could tell it came from the far left side of her family's backyard near the old willow tree. 

The girl shivered. Ever since she was young, the old willow scared her. This was no exception. But curiosity got the best of her, so she slowly walked over to the willow branches and spread them apart. 

"Whoa." In front of her lay an entire different world, full of life and color. Unlike where she came from, it was day here; not night. She pulled the hood on her sweatshirt tighter around her head and face as if to look like a ninja mask. Although colorful and vivid, it was still cold. All was still, and something felt... off. She shivered, and although still on edge, she marched forth. 

The scream happened again. 

Before she could react, a hulking beast came hurling straight at her, its one aim to get rid of her. The next time the girl heard a scream, she knew exactly where it was coming from.

It was her own.  

The only thing she could think to do was quickly dodge out of the way. The beast snarled again, and a scream that sounded like the first scream she heard erupted from the beast's throat. 

The girl looked around frantically for something to protect herself, anything! 

Something heavy had clanged against her back when she dodged the monster's first attack; maybe that would help her.  She reached back and pulled out a sword. "How is this supposed to help me?" She wondered. "I don't know how to use a sword!" She didn't have much time to react though before the beast readied its second charge. 

Gripping the sword tightly in her hands, the girl stood ready for the attack. As soon as the beast charged, she was ready. 

Her first try with the sword nipped the beast's shoulder. The fight continued for a while, until the girl got quite tired. She couldn't react as quickly as she had before. 

The next attack from the beast found the girl pinned uner the beast's mighty hooves. Or maybe they were paws? She couldn't tell. All she knew was that she was going to die there, with no one to help her. She screamed again as the beast bared its fangs. 

All of a sudden, a great force sent the beast hurling to the ground. Dazed, the girl got up from the ground where she saw her dog c linging to the beast's skin. 

Her dog had the beast pinned to the ground. With the last of the strength she had, the girl stabbed the beast, hard, but not enough to kill it. Just enought that the beast woudn't come back. The beast yelped a lttle after her dog let go, and scrambled away far from where the girl and her dog stood. It wouldn't be coming back any time soon.

"Good boy..." the girl murmured, stroking behind her dogs ears before passing out.

She woke up in her bed the next day  with her dog at the foot of it. "Wait, what? How'd I get here...?" She looked back at the old willow through the window, and then at her dog. 

She didn't know how it happened, but however it did, and whatever happened the night before she knew it was real. 

Because there, also at the foot of her bed, lay the sword. She fingered the glossy top of it, admiring its surface and the words on the top 'protector.'

"Protector?" she whispered. "What does that mean?" Well, whatever it meant, she would find out later. She tucked the sword in a blanket and then set it under her bed. 

"Our secret." She whispered to her dog. 

"Woof!" her dog replied, and then winked. 

~END~

So... I really hope you liked it! I'm sorry it's so long, but I'm sure you won't really mind. Once I get started on something, I can't stop until the end of the climax. *sheepish grin* 

Can you see where I incorporated your CB name? ;) 

Anyways, again, I hope you like it.  :)

Wow, these are incredible. If it's not too much trouble, would you mind doing one for me, too?

Wow Joan! These are really creative! Could you do one for me, when you have time?

Luminara, I just finished yours. I'm sorry it's taken such a while to get it to you! 

Anyways... I really hope you like it. Your picturing was really hard for me to do, since I couldn't figure out what color hair you have, eye color, or any other defining features to make your picturing... (it wasn't until now that I actually considered searching up 'Luminara,' and discovered that Luminara was a star wars character... so I don't know if you were necessarily hoping for me to put that in the picturing...? If you were, I'm sorry if I disappoint in any way.) 

Anyways. Luminara sounded like 'Luna' in my brain, so that's what I named the girl (you,) and I love the phrase you used 'Oh my lightbulb!' (I think it's adorable!!) so I decided to use that for some of the story. But even though I couldn't think of any physical traits, the one thing I could think of is a light that LITERALLY radiates from you and your body. Everyone is completely drawn to it, and I think that's how you are. 

So, here's your picturing:

BEGINNING: 

Light. It was the one thing her world needed. It was highly coveted, and of great value. 

But light wasn't easy to achieve. 

To achieve true light, one must go through a series of difficult tests, each tailored specifically to the individual. 

Many people believed these tests to be too hard; most didn't know what 'tests' they had to go through in order to achieve light. Instead, they would borrow light, slowly stealing it away from the others who had light. Or they would counterfeit the light, hoping to gain attention from their peers. The more light you had, the more attention, popularity, and higher status. But none of their lights were ever truly bright. They dimmed in comparison to those who had earned it, not stolen it. 

Many youth strived to gain true light by the age of 12, as the average age was 12-15. Over the years though, the age of attaining light increased greatly because of how difficult the tests were. 

By the year 2020, light was no longer greatly desired. Sure, it was still needed. But the difficulty of attaining true light became real to everyone. More and more, light was borrowed until everyone's light shone the same. No one's was different than anothers, no one argued over whose lights were brighter. 

Real light became a myth, one dreamed about, but when they woke up that's all it was: a dream. Legends of people who achieved true light were passed down from father to son, family to family. 

One such girl named Luna delighted in these stories. Her great-grandpa told her beautiful tales of those with glorious light, literally radiating out of them with every step they took. He told of the wonderful trials they faced and how they overcame them, and he told of the kind hearted deeds they performed before, and after they earned true light. 

When she asked her grandpa if he ever earned true light, he just shook his head sadly. "No Luna. Not I." 

"How do you know it's real then?"

"Because my little moonbeam. I see it in you, and in your actions." He pointed to her heart. "Never forget Luna, light is ALWAYS within you. Never feel like you have to steal or borrow light from anyone  else, just because they already have some sort of light and you don't. True light comes from who you are and who you choose to be. Do not settle for anything less than TRUE light." 

"I won't.” she promised. Although Luna's grandpa passed on a year earlier, his words always stuck with her. 

Often she was teased by her siblings and classmates because she never borrowed light from others. "Come on-taking a little light won't hurt you." they coaxed. But Luna just shook her head. 

"I'm waiting for my time to achieve true light."

"That old story again? It's just a myth-an old legend! Luna, you don't actually think it's true, do you? Without light, you're NOTHING." 

But Luna just shook  her head again. She wasn't going to borrow light from anyone, no matter what they told her. Even if that meant being teased for life and having no light at all.  

But as the years passed, Luna started to give up hope. She was tired of being teased and harassed, just because she had no light. She had been trying all her life to be kind to everyone, even those who teased her. She strived every day to be the one to jump up and help, the first to serve others. But no matter what she did, nothing worked. She continued to be teased every day for her lack of light, and her resolve to not borrow any light was slowly waning.

“Just borrowing a little light wouldn’t hurt…” she whispered to herself one night in bed. She went through all the possibilites of what could possibly go wrong. The words of her grandpa came back to her mind ‘True light comes from who you are and who you choose to be. Do not settle for anything less than TRUE light.’ but she just pushed them away. Tomorrow, she decided, she would begin to steal some light from others. Then the teasing and jeering would finally stop. 

Luna had barely drifted off to sleep when a bright light awoke her. She blearily opened up her eyes. In the middle of her room hovered a diamond shaped light. It shone with all the colors of the rainbow, and it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. She reached out to touch its rays, which reached all the way to the foot of her bed. They felt warm. Could this be true light? The light seemed to beckon to her. Slowly, she walked towards it to touch the light itself, not just its rays. A feeling of pleasure rushed through her entire body, and she shivered with delight. “Oh my lightbulb” she whispered. “It’s real.”

 “Luna.” a voice spoke. It seemed to be coming from the light. “Luna.” It spoke again. “We have seen your kindness and generosity. We see your hurt when others tease you. We know your suffering. Your actions have not gone unnoticed. Because of your kind heart, and who you have chosen to be, we, the guardians of light have decided to bestow upon you TRUE LIGHT. From henceforth, no longer shall you be called Luna. You shall be called Glory, you shall teach others how to achieve true light, and the glory of light and goodness will shine from you henceforth and forever.” From where Luna, (now named Glory) stood, the light descended around her, surrounding her entire body with light, warmth, and color. Glory felt it, but couldn’t see it as sleep had once again overtaken her body.

The next day as she went to school and other activities, people would gaze at her in awe. Glory’s light shone the brightest they had ever seen before. With every step she took, light literally radiated out of her body and many people were drawn to it. 

When asked about how this came to be, she just smiled and replied “true light was always within me. I just needed a little… motivation.” “Can I achieve true light too?” she was then asked. Glory nodded. “Yes. Light is within each of us. It’s through our actions, and who we choose to be that our light shines.” 

Throughout her life, Glory continued to teach those who desired true light how to find it. It wasn’t easy, but for those who wanted it, it was always there, waiting. 

True light is there for you too. The question is though, will you borrow someone’s light? Or are you willing to do the work to find and achieve true light? The choice is yours. Go be a light, and illuminate your world.   

END

(Sorry the ending is probably a little cheesy... also I'm sorry it's so long, but I really hope you like it. I didn't know exactly where to stop, and like I said, once I start, I have to keep going until the story feels like ending. So yeah, again I hope you like it! :)  

TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP!!! Please and thanks! :)

OH MY LIGHTBULB!!! Thank you so much!! I love it greatly!! I love the ending!!! Thank you so much, again, for writing me a written picturing!!

I would like to request one, if u have the time. These seem really really cool. 

Can I have one please! This is so cool!

These are amazing!I love the way you wrote each story! I wonder whats next... 

*reads requests in order* Secret....Luminara.... DUSK S.?! .... *silently blows up with excitement inside*

But in case you're wondering, my name doesn't have a specific reference of anything... I just thought Dusk Sky was a cool name :p.