oh my god its been to long sense my last entry of quality and is time for some past-due ranting!!!
ok so i got transfered to english 2 from english 1 and in english one i was just barely getting a start on a book idea thats been in my head for effing ever in the journals that we had( had to have so many of them every month) and just as i got a start on it they effing switched me to two. i hate this class, the teacher sucks, she seriously doesnt know how to teach and she doesnt know the meaning of the word journal. journals are for wrighting down whats on your mind, in her class journals are writing summaries on articles, so out the window goes my chance to write my story. pain in the a** >.<
so then i thought 'hey, gaia has journals...'
but i'll hardly ever really get a chance to write in here because i spend my free times doing other things then just hanging out in my journals, but i might as well give it a chance
so without further delay *drum-roll* my first draft of some fraction of my story
*rifles through her school papers looking for the right one to copy down*
found it!!! ok here goes...
A boy of sixteen lays passed out cold and sopping wet not far from a deserted road in the middle of a forest, about twenty miles from his home in ________.[need to find him a place to live]
Daniel _______[and a last name], a good looking young teen with jet black hair and deep, dark blue eyes, ran away from his friends, his family, his girlfriend, everyone he every cared for. He ran away from it all as far as his legs could carry him. He ran to protect them from himself.
He ran as far as he could, as fast as he could from his home and loved ones to protect them from the thoughts and urges he has been having.
You see he had started having these cravings for something he could not place his finger on. No matter what he did he could not sate this unusual hunger.
He had no idea what to do until an anonymous note arrived from "A Friend"...
i know its kinda cheesy, thats why im looking to you guys to help
also dont expect me to put continuations of this up to very often, im not that great a writer and whenever i actually try my creativity is usually very stunted
 Pyrjess · Sat Oct 27, 2007 @ 08:58am · 6 Comments |
