Ga-Bep
08-24-2005, 02:17 PM
Here's a piece of a story I'm working on.
Basically, the plot is about a girl who is losing friends, etcetra, and somewhere in the story a relative dies. Not gonna say anymore, only the the ending is indecisive- neither good or bad. Kinda like you'd expect it to say, "TO BE CONTINUED..."
Maybe I shouldn't have pried too much…Carly had been sour at me, and I’d been prying deeper and deeper until she shut me out completely. Not much to do but wait it out, I’d figured. Wait it out, hah. Three months later and I’m still slipping lower and lower on the social ladder. Sure, Katie and Jess still adored me, and I still had a lot of friends, but lately the people who I figured had mattered most were just leaving me, abandoning me…
I bit into a cookie- chocolate chip- and rested my head on the desk. My textbooks jiggled from the force that was now giving me a headache. I thought about my friends, and why Carly could still possibly me mad at me. I thought about why I was losing friends so fast, it was only October, and why friends even mattered. If we were all home schooled, there would be no worry of what I was going to wear tomorrow, who I was going to sit with…I was confused and upset. Why was everyone suddenly shutting me out? I had asked myself that countless times, and…I still had no answer. Still had no reason as to why everyone had decided to push me away. As I took a sip of icy water, I decided there was no better relief than clearing everything away- starting a new life. I sighed and stood up.
I walked down the stairs, into the living room, and flipped on the TV. All that I could find were cartoons, talk shows, and commercials. It seemed like every time I watched TV anymore, all I could really see was colorful products bouncing around, reminding me of the things I didn’t have, such as best friends, forbidden secrets, and a car. I was almost sure that if I had ever bought a car, I would instantly become loved again, and I was about ready to do anything to make it happen. Although I had begged my parents, whined, wheedled- nothing had worked. “You don’t need a car, though. When you’re in college we’ll find you a nice one,” my parents had said. But they didn’t know how needy I really was at this point.
I regarded the shadows outside as the sky paled from blue to pink, and yet no lights were on yet- Crap, Mom had gone out for the evening. Dad was still at work, I knew that, but I had only remembered Mom was out when I heard the doorbell ring. It was a grimy man, about thirty, I could tell. I looked out the peephole at the side of the door, and I only just remembered that Mom was out when I reached for the doorknob. I drew my hand back and covered my mouth, then crouched low under the window as he rapped on the door, ignoring the glow-in-the-dark doorbell. I swallowed as much air as I could and held my breath. Bang, bang, bang!
The knocking stopped. I couldn’t tell if that was good or bad.
After about five minutes, I stood up and left.
Basically, the plot is about a girl who is losing friends, etcetra, and somewhere in the story a relative dies. Not gonna say anymore, only the the ending is indecisive- neither good or bad. Kinda like you'd expect it to say, "TO BE CONTINUED..."
Maybe I shouldn't have pried too much…Carly had been sour at me, and I’d been prying deeper and deeper until she shut me out completely. Not much to do but wait it out, I’d figured. Wait it out, hah. Three months later and I’m still slipping lower and lower on the social ladder. Sure, Katie and Jess still adored me, and I still had a lot of friends, but lately the people who I figured had mattered most were just leaving me, abandoning me…
I bit into a cookie- chocolate chip- and rested my head on the desk. My textbooks jiggled from the force that was now giving me a headache. I thought about my friends, and why Carly could still possibly me mad at me. I thought about why I was losing friends so fast, it was only October, and why friends even mattered. If we were all home schooled, there would be no worry of what I was going to wear tomorrow, who I was going to sit with…I was confused and upset. Why was everyone suddenly shutting me out? I had asked myself that countless times, and…I still had no answer. Still had no reason as to why everyone had decided to push me away. As I took a sip of icy water, I decided there was no better relief than clearing everything away- starting a new life. I sighed and stood up.
I walked down the stairs, into the living room, and flipped on the TV. All that I could find were cartoons, talk shows, and commercials. It seemed like every time I watched TV anymore, all I could really see was colorful products bouncing around, reminding me of the things I didn’t have, such as best friends, forbidden secrets, and a car. I was almost sure that if I had ever bought a car, I would instantly become loved again, and I was about ready to do anything to make it happen. Although I had begged my parents, whined, wheedled- nothing had worked. “You don’t need a car, though. When you’re in college we’ll find you a nice one,” my parents had said. But they didn’t know how needy I really was at this point.
I regarded the shadows outside as the sky paled from blue to pink, and yet no lights were on yet- Crap, Mom had gone out for the evening. Dad was still at work, I knew that, but I had only remembered Mom was out when I heard the doorbell ring. It was a grimy man, about thirty, I could tell. I looked out the peephole at the side of the door, and I only just remembered that Mom was out when I reached for the doorknob. I drew my hand back and covered my mouth, then crouched low under the window as he rapped on the door, ignoring the glow-in-the-dark doorbell. I swallowed as much air as I could and held my breath. Bang, bang, bang!
The knocking stopped. I couldn’t tell if that was good or bad.
After about five minutes, I stood up and left.