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14 years ago
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i have an idea for a story i wanna come out with, and im going to type it and post here... i wanted to see how many people would read it. im going to post a peice from it, but its going to be a bit confuzeing. if you dont understand, ill explain, but if you want me to continue writeing, say "Vote!" or something along the line, and please spread the word. i want at least 25 votes toget started, and to recognize that people actually will read it so i should start from begining to end, i want at least 75... so if you want to read on, spread the word. thank you, enjoy the read.
As i walked into the junkyard from the main road, i felt a sort of peace. my encounter with the theifs on the train, and the fact my parents had essentialy sacrificed me, was getting into the far reaches of my mind. i walked over to the nearest spot that had a roof and sat there. even with the rain softly hitting the top of this tin roof i was under, the sadness and acheing feeling in my heart came back to life. it was as if the moment i stepped out of the rain, the flames of the incident had come back to life, seeming to burn me from the inside untill i started to cry.
the wind was whispering into the metal, my tears falling with the rain, i sat for what seemed like an eternity- the ache in my heart felt more like ripped flesh- but it started to slowly subside. who would have thought it, another 13 year old runaway, somehow landing himself in the richest neighborhood, but ending up in the junk yard. alone, helpless, and mostly hungry, i stood up and accidently hit my head on the makeshift tin roof. i nearly cursed, stopping myself as i rubbed my head, and stepped out. i thought the worst as i looked over the lowest part of the city, i thought i would have to sink low and steal my next meal.
"hey there, who are you?" a voice called from my right, i jumped at least 3 feet in the air before falling and looking at the voice. in front of me stood a girl, her hair filled with equal streaks of blond and brown, her body looking as if she was an islander. her hair was tied up into a ponytail, her dark brown eyes stareing at me in a kind of glare a mother would give a child. she called to me "here to take more stuff to throw into the ocean? i swear to god if you do im going to end-"
"please! i was just looking for somewhere to get away," i admited in a scared and small voice, i stood up, wipeing the mud off my pants, "i'll go, just dont hurt me."
as i started to back up slowly, she shook her head in a way that suggested that she didnt like it herself, but she put a hand out to me
"hold on, just give me a second. you wait right there. no, wait, not there, under someth- gah, just wait somewhere dry and dont catch a cold!" before i had time to ponder what she ment, she had ran off somewhere, leaveing me alone again. i felt a cold wind blow, and i got back under the roof before i got hypothermic.
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As i walked into the junkyard from the main road, i felt a sort of peace. my encounter with the theifs on the train, and the fact my parents had essentialy sacrificed me, was getting into the far reaches of my mind. i walked over to the nearest spot that had a roof and sat there. even with the rain softly hitting the top of this tin roof i was under, the sadness and acheing feeling in my heart came back to life. it was as if the moment i stepped out of the rain, the flames of the incident had come back to life, seeming to burn me from the inside untill i started to cry.
the wind was whispering into the metal, my tears falling with the rain, i sat for what seemed like an eternity- the ache in my heart felt more like ripped flesh- but it started to slowly subside. who would have thought it, another 13 year old runaway, somehow landing himself in the richest neighborhood, but ending up in the junk yard. alone, helpless, and mostly hungry, i stood up and accidently hit my head on the makeshift tin roof. i nearly cursed, stopping myself as i rubbed my head, and stepped out. i thought the worst as i looked over the lowest part of the city, i thought i would have to sink low and steal my next meal.
"hey there, who are you?" a voice called from my right, i jumped at least 3 feet in the air before falling and looking at the voice. in front of me stood a girl, her hair filled with equal streaks of blond and brown, her body looking as if she was an islander. her hair was tied up into a ponytail, her dark brown eyes stareing at me in a kind of glare a mother would give a child. she called to me "here to take more stuff to throw into the ocean? i swear to god if you do im going to end-"
"please! i was just looking for somewhere to get away," i admited in a scared and small voice, i stood up, wipeing the mud off my pants, "i'll go, just dont hurt me."
as i started to back up slowly, she shook her head in a way that suggested that she didnt like it herself, but she put a hand out to me
"hold on, just give me a second. you wait right there. no, wait, not there, under someth- gah, just wait somewhere dry and dont catch a cold!" before i had time to ponder what she ment, she had ran off somewhere, leaveing me alone again. i felt a cold wind blow, and i got back under the roof before i got hypothermic.
vote count: 0
