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  H ello everyone, and welcome back to loveitslight: where creativity shines bright. Today's post is quite peculiar because I will be going into deep context about our YouTube channel, Loveitslight, and you can access it through the link  Loveitslight - YouTube . So I started the YouTube channel a little while after I created the blog, and its main purpose was to create animated videos and reviews on artists, books, and movies. But I also had the chance to include animated music videos.  I would love it if you all had the chance to check it out and smash that subscribe button or click like  "Join the Loveitslight family and let’s build something magical together!"  . It would also be lovely if you could send me ideas for reviews and personalized story ideas. I am very excited to be going through this journey with all of you, and I will do my best to give you out-of-this-world content.  So now unto the blog's content:  a) Would all of you love it if I i...

  H ello everyone, and welcome back to @loveitslight, where creativity shines bright. We are going to continue the series Whispers in the Hallway. Elena’s heartbeat thundered in her ears as she realized— there was no way out of this without consequences. Jake clenched his jaw. "We’re not joining them." Sam tightened his fists. "You can’t control us." Mia’s brother chuckled, his expression unreadable. "Control? You think this is control?" He gestured to Mia. "She understands the stakes. She knows what happens when you fight back." Elena felt the weight of his words settle in her chest. Then Mia spoke —her voice eerily calm. "They won’t let you walk away." Jake scoffed. "Watch us." Then—it happened. A shadow moved behind Sam. Elena’s eyes widened. "Sam—" Before she could warn him, a hand grabbed Sam and yanked him back. Sam barely managed a shout before they dragged him into the darkness . Elena lunged f...

 Hello everyone, welcome back to loveitslight  , and today we will be continuing the story WHISPERS IN THE HALLWAY.  Elena’s fingers trembled as she unfolded the latest note. This one felt different—less cryptic, more urgent. It read: “The truth is closer than you think. The halls have ears.” She turned to Jake and Sam, who had just read over her shoulder. Jake ran a hand through his messy brown hair, looking genuinely unsettled for the first time. Sam exhaled sharply, his brows furrowing. “This isn’t funny anymore,” Sam said. “Someone knows things they shouldn’t. And why us? What did we do?” Elena tapped her locker thoughtfully. “Maybe it’s not about us. Maybe it’s about the school itself. What if Ridgewood has secrets we never even thought to uncover?” That was when they heard it. A whisper—soft, almost imperceptible, echoing down the empty hallway. It wasn’t a voice they recognized. It wasn’t a voice they should have been hearing at all. Elena felt the hairs on ...

  W elcome back, everyone, to @loveitslight. I am so very excited for today's post and we will be looking a story called Whispers in the hallway Title: Whispers in the Hallway Ridgewood High was known for its routine: classes, football games, and the occasional over-the-top pep rally. But one thing had never happened before—someone was secretly dropping folded notes into students’ lockers. No signature. No explanation. Just cryptic messages that hinted at hidden truths about people in the school. Best friends Elena, Jake, and Sam had been inseparable since middle school. Elena, the observant one, had a knack for noticing things no one else did. Jake, the class clown, could talk his way out of anything. And Sam, quiet but fiercely loyal, balanced them both out. One afternoon, Elena found a note in her locker: "Be careful who you trust." At first, they laughed it off. Just some prank, right? But then more notes appeared. And what was even stranger—they started coming...

H ello everyone, Ifunanya here again from @loveitslight. I have a very peculiar post for you today. I had English homework from school, which was to create a 3-verse dizain lyrical poem. If you don't know what that means. it is a 3-verse 10-lined poem about love and hatred, and I decided to share it w ith all of you today. As the world, once bright, fades away, A journey right, never led astray. Light and dark once ruled my way, Yet love still shines in the dark passageway. It hasn’t burned, nor sparked to ignite, Let alone won a fateful fight. Hatred and despite, writing and strife, An untold forthright, a persevering life. But where is the faith once held so dear? My first love—mi amor—once sincere. Letting go of what we had before, Running away from what we endured. Don’t despise or let demise Break the bond—our love’s reprise. No hate, no contrast, just longing for you to last. One more chance, baby—maybe the last. One more night, resting deep in your might. If you ...

@loveitsligh t   H ello everyone. This is Ifunanya,   and I’m beyond excited to start this journey with you. Together, we’ll explore captivating stories, share incredible moments, and uncover lessons that shape us. 1) About Me M y name is Ifunanya Umolu, and I am 12 years old (never too young to start anything).  This blog is my way of sharing creativity, thoughts, and stories with the world. Here’s what you can expect: Share my love for stories and animations with the world. In this blog, I would love to engage and excite my audience with a light story animation. Give amazing book, movie, and artist reviews for those of us who have no clue about those who are trending and their latest productions. And finally, I want to share my experiences—the lessons I’ve learned, the mistakes I’ve made, and the progress that has shaped me.  It’s like my very own public diary—honest, thoughtful, and maybe even a little fun!  hope @loveitslight becomes a place where you find i...