My first story

Dreamer wrote:awesome! i wish i had the guts to do that, but my parents would kill me

me too and theyd bring me back to clean the mess

i dont hate my deamond oh i mean sister just get irritated easy

???

he meant demon.

oh... Please speak in a way people can understand moderately well.

Living Skeleton. wrote:oh... Please speak in a way people can understand moderately well.

*laughs*

this makes me not so sad

sorry my spelling isnt great

Cleston wrote:sorry my spelling isnt great

mine sucks. how teachers can read my wqriting I don't know

my hand writing is worse

mines pretty bad to...

i cant read my own handwriting write after i write it


no joke

sorry to duble post but.....
are you gona keep up the story???? gothiclover

dunno. Maybe, maybe not. These forums are... practically dead.

who knows

(story)

I was rather board with her threats. It was almost as if she and the rest of the world wasn't scary, not one bit at all. I turned the tv on and sat down. I watched sponge bob because nothing else was on.

"Lucy?" Mom walked out. She looked really tired.
"What?"
"Why are you up so early?"
"Someone was at the door. Watch." I walked over to the door. I opened the door as mother watched. There she was with the knife up.
"Gladly do it when a witness is watching."
"But, but, but. How can you expect me to do this now?! Errrrrrrrrrrrr!"
"Look she just woke up. Try it at school if that's what makes you happy."
"You took Jake away from me. I'll never be happy."
"that's your problem not mine."
"I'm so sad."
"Come in." I showed her in as she walked in. We sat on the couch.
"I mean you of all people he leaves me for. It's so comfusing."
"This entire world is nothing but chaos. It could be just he is feeling bad that my brother died and my dad killed him. And you know what? If that's why then he can just kiss my ass. Hate to say but if he only dumped you for me because he's sorry then he's goin by. Besides we aren't dating. So it isen't like you should kill me."
"I understand. But why?"
"I don't know. I truely don't. Mom go back to sleep." Mother did as I said.
"I'm so sad."
"For you I will talk to he bout it. I don't normally talk to the popular kids but it seems like you need it."

(story)

At school everyone acted normal. No one talked to me. Everyone looked mad at everyone else. There was no sign of Jake. I searched every hallway. Finally when I went to my locker I found him.
"I've been looking for you."
"I've been waiting for you."
"I got a visist from your insane x."
"What'd she say?"
"Serioulsy.... answer truthful. Act as if I had no feelings. I want to know why you dumped her for me."
"I like you better."
"I highly doubt that. For years I've stepped in your shadow and now, just now, you decide to let me see light. I highly doubt that. I wish I didn't but it's true. Tell me the truth. She's popular ,beautiful ,a cheerleader. I'm a loser, geeky, and a math mathic. I highly doubt I'm your type." He stayed silent.
"That proves it. Go back to her... now.I don't want to see you again."
"But... but."
"Go!" He lefted quickly, but looked at me as he left.
"Don't look at me!" A teacher walked out.
"Is everything okay?"
"It's fine."
"Sounded like someone was bugging you."
"I took care of it. I'm fine." I opened my locker and put my books in it. Rght after the bell rang.

When I got home my mom was sitting at the kitchen table looking at me.
"What!?"
"Your teacher told me what happened."
"What?! That some kid was waiting for me at my locker and I didn't want to see him again because his insane x tried to kill me! I'm sick of everyone being worried about me! Just leave me alone!"
"I think you need to see a counsiler."
"No! I will not go!" I went into my room and slammed my door. I locked it too. I pulled out a picture of me and eoan. It was when we were camping last summer. We had so much fun. I started to cry.
"I wish you were here. Everything would be alright. You'd make sure that he wouldn't talk to me."

(story)

some how I cried myself to sleep. I had a dream that was nice but it made me cry. It was when we were going camping two years ago. We had so much fun setting up the tent and collecting wood for the fire.
"I have more wood."
"No you don't."
"Do too."
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Shut up."
"That's all you can say?! Shut up. Come on. You can do oh so much better."
"Well I gotta be nice to my lil sis. One day you might be able to beat me up. I dont want you to. So do you see my genise plan?"
"A scinetist couldn't figure that out." I spoke sarcasticly.
"That's sweet."
"It's called sarcasim."
"Dah."
"I brought stuff to make smores. I bought them with my allowance."
"You didn't have to."
"I know but I want to have fun sticking melted marshmellows in your hair."
"And me sticking chocolate on your face."
"I'm glad there is a pond here. I'll have to wash my face."
"I'll have to cut my beautiful hair." We laughed."
"Wanna set up the tent. Mom's sleeping in the car. Maybe if we set it up we can put her in the tent."
"Maybe we'll get a funny reaction." We walked out of the woods and onto the flat land in which there was a picnic table, a car, a bag with the tent stuff, and a space for the tent.
"I wonder if we can pick her up."
"Mom is only 175. I can pick her up." We set up the tent. Ean carried mom in and walked back out.
"I put a camera in there to see the reaction."
We made a campfire and roasted marshmellows. We did just as we wanted.

F****in AWESOME

Cleston wrote:F****in AWESOME

thank ya'

thank ya' very much. (smiles)

(story)

I woke up from the bitter sweet meomory. I tried hard not to think about it but it made me was really sad. I wanted to cry. So I started to cry. If it feels so bad as his sister I wonder how mom feels. She must feel awful. It is sad to see someone so depressed on summer vacation.

A couple times Jake stopped by but I didn't answer the door. My mother told him I was sick. Me and everyone in the world didn't talk. The freiends I'd call everyday I only talked to a month ago. Camping and leaving my house I haven't even thought about. I hardly leave my room. Builders are putting a bathroom in my room. Mom was gonna buy me a mini fridge so I could keep my depression in my room.
Me and mother never ate togther. She always worked and when she came home she was too tired to talk. We were barley paying all our bills. Everything was destroyed since Ean died. Litterly, people alwys say everything is ruined, but it never truley is. Now it truley is. Nothing is the same. No one talks anymore. I cry more than I have ever in my life.

I regret everything horrible I have ever said to him. I wish I said nothing but nice things.

Summer break was up. Time for school to start up.
My alarm clock rang. The left hand knocked it off the table. I was forced to get up and turn it off now.

Everything I needed for school was in my black bag. My clothes were in the bathroom so I changed. I decided I'd walk to school even if it was eight miles away. I didn't want to talk to anyone. I didn't want to think about anyone. My brain was in total shut down. I had a feeling Jake would try to talk to me.

Jake walked right up to me.
"Get the hell away."
"Just let me talk."
"No. I don't want to be with sonmeone who is only with me because they feel bad for me. That's so stupid. What makes you think you have a right to talk to me anyways?! You never did before. Get away from me. I will scream and I'll scream loud."
"Don't." I opened my mouth to scream. He covered it.
"I like you for you." I pushed his hand away.
"Men always say what you want to hear. They never speak the truth."
"Well now that's gonna change."
"Get away from me." He tried kissing me. I smacked him hard across the face. I ran away.
"I will get you one day!"
"No you won't!" Mother had signed me up for councilling so at second period I had to go.
"Do you speak? Do you want to speak?"
"Not really. Everything is horrible. Life sucks. What is the point of living?"
"You could do something for man kind. You could be the next einstein."
"I'm not smart. I'm not pretty. I'm not good at anything."
"You obviuolsy are at bringing yourself down." I crossed my arms and put my feet up on his desk.
"Your not getting another word out of me." I remained quiet.
"Well if this waen't school paid I'd say it's a waste of your money."
"Too bad so sad."

dang keep it coming please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!