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Thursday, October 27, 2005

Started a new story...Well here you go.

 

"Alright class, you guys are going to do a project that is new to the whole school. It's a social awareness project. This means you will pair up with a student that you have never talked to before, you will learn about each other, and in 3 weeks a 5 paragraph essay on this person will be due. You will have to socialize with your partner to get good information."

The teacher starts to pair up students. Student's partners are almost totally opposite of them.

"Michelle you'll be paired with Gabriel."

Gabriel, of course, was not even paying attention. He had a lot of other things on his mind. Gabriel's mom worked nights and she was an alcoholic. The kids at school made fun of Gabriel, because they think he is "weird" because he does not socialize. So, for the remaining 15 minutes of class, the teacher told the students they could meet with their partner and learn about each other. Gabriel, being shy waited for Michelle to come to him.

She said, "Hey, your Gabriel right?"

"Yeah, that's what most people call me."

"Most people?" She was confused.

"Yeah, some people call me 'ugly bitch'" He said.

"And you take that crap?" She questioned again.

"Yeah, I figure why not. I'm not good enough for this world anyways. It might as well be a living hell for me."

"Why do you think your not good enough?" Michelle asked.

"Wait...What's your name again?" Gabriel questioned trying to get off the subject.

"Michelle, you don't look like the kind of kid that doesn't know somebody's name."

"Yeah, it always just looks like I'm paying attention." He told her.

"Oh...Anyways, you didn't answer my question." Michelle stated.

"I don't think, I know I'm not good enough." He said. He wasn't going to open up to anyone let alone her."Let's just get off the subject.

"Fine, if you don't want to answer my question then you don't have to." She sighed.


Tuesday, October 25, 2005

I will be posting my writing on here. My other site is http://www.xanga.com/Genesis_IS_GoNe. I will post parts of my story. First part will be coming shortly. I always comment back.

Here's an intro on my writing. Just to show you how I write.

He took as deep breath as he raised his hand and summoned the courage to knock on the door. As the door opened he put a small smile on his face "Hey" he said.
    "Uh.....Who are you?" Was her reply.
    "Aww....Come on Danielle, It's Lawrence, don't you recognize me?" He said teasingly.
    She looked at the man standing in front of her. He had shoulder length hair, black as pitch. He was wearing black sweat pants and a black Iron Maiden t-shirt. But his most striking feature was his eyes, a blend of colors that made them look grey. She shook her head "I don't know you anymore"
    "Don't do that, It's not funny." He said as the smile melted off his face.
    "Neither was what you did" she replied, "And I'm not kidding"
    "Come on, please, just talk to me" he said "Give me a second chance"
    "Second chance?!" She said, her voice raised "I've given you more secind chances then I can count. Like I said, I don't know you anymore"
    He sunk to his knees and held out his left arm, showing her a barcode tatooed on the inside of it.
    Her eyes moved up his arm, and she saw the neddle scars on it, she sighed.
"You knew me when i had this done, you knew me when i decided to grow my hair" He showed her the inside of his right arm, revealing a tatoo that said :People=Shit" "You knew me when I got this done" He pulled of his shirt and spun around showing a tatoo of The Eyes of Horas and Ra :You knew me when I decided to get this done, you knew me when I left.. And believe me, you sure as hell know me now."
    "Well, I might know you, but you don't  know me"
    "Maybe I don't want to" He said as he gave her what she used to call his death glare.
     She slammed the door.

    As soon as the door was closed, Danielle turned around and shuddered

    Lawrence hung his head, and for the first time since his girlfriend died five years ago, a tear spilled from his eye.

...I wrote that a long time ago. Year or two, but it's a nice intro. I think I have gotten better, but oh well. If you need a little background to understand: Lawrence kept leaving everyone and just not talking to anyone. He didn't want to be a part. Danielle didn't want to be surrounded by someone who she feels, doesn't need her.