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This is a first draft I made up on the spot a week ago and didn't bother to change it
what do you think?
and as I stood there in the rain, I finally realized something, I just lost everything valuable to me, I didn't think about what I had left behind...I left behind my best friends, they were there for worse and for better, I thought I had a chance being one of the hotshots but you know what? None of this is worth it, and now they're gone, they despise me with all purpose being, I don't know if anything exists anymore, none of this feels real...I guess its time to go. So I stepped over the railing of the bridge, I leaped, and plummeted to my death in the cold watery graves of the Atlantic. I guess this is goodbye. I was 5 feet underwater, when I heard a voice, three voices actually. Three very familiar voices, it was all a blur, but once everything cleared up, I saw my best friends Nix, Jen and Ray (Phoenix, Jenna, and Rayna), we were in a white hospital room, and I was more confused than a cow on astro turf! I tried to speak, but nothing would come out, just a deranged squeak, I would laugh at that, but I'm too bewildered. "Laura?" Jen said in a relieved sense, still confused here, is anyone going to explain? "I'm confuzzled..." I finally squeak, everyone was smiling at me, I got even more confused, like that's possible. None of it was real. It wasn't real. My attempt at suicide, my death, my stupid choices, nothing...turns out I was in a coma, for 2 weeks (need I remind you I was this close to being blown to smithereens?) Everything seemed so real, but it wasn't; How can I be sure if anything is real? There is no way, I guess I'll have to live with it, I now know not to make the same mistakes (that I dreamt), I won't lose them again, and I never will. -
Really bad I know -.-
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Wow, Carri, that was great! I really liked it. Your discriptions were beautiful. Very... detailed.
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Nice job carri.
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i liiked it :)
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Thanks guys, I love writing but I always get writers block and create something mediocre
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my thread died lol
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damn this is old
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