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I also decided to write a story. Here it is, a little preview.
Life is senseless. Every.
People from all over the world were going to your school. No matter what language or cult you were looking for, there was nothing your school doesn’t have. It was somehow magical, but it seems dark and modern as well. The first day of school. While you were looking at the clock, you notice how nervous you were. The time seemed to be frozen, while you were captured, the others not.
On 7am it was time to stand up. Normally you should’ve slept for about 8 hours, but you couldn’t. You finished high school and you are now student on the biggest university of the country, no doubts, you would’ve learned a lot more about humans, your job and maybe love.
Your last girlfriend broke up with you as you were 15, for a reason you never believed it could be any. At the moment you thought about it, you decided not to and stand up. You put your pants, shirt and all your stuff with. Your parents were waiting excitingly in the kitchen, where your bigger sister welcomed you with a big smile.
“Little boy is afraid”, she laughed.
Your dad looked at you. He was somehow sleepy, but you didn’t care. You thought about the school, the people, the girls, and the … “Can I please have the salt, Steve?” “Sure”. Without noticing yourself giving the salt to your sister, you continued ¬ “… the boys, the teachers.” “Steve, please, give the salt to her”, your mom said.
Oh, sorry, I am just confused about my first day. You know, there are so many new people, so many … “We know, son”. While your parents said that, you remembered some of their bad attributes. It’s hard to tell anything to the end and they never seem to realize that you’ve grown up. You made your school lunch and talked a bit about the newspaper. Today weather is going to be hot, Steve, you might want to take a 6pack with you? “Not at all or what do I need to have 2?”
It was half past 7 and your best friend took you with. His car was new, silver metallic and looked glamorous.
“Hello Dareik, how are you?”
“I am fine, just a bit afraid”
“Afraid? Why?”
“The new school will be something really big and I want the people to like me.”
“So do I”, you thought. On the 20 minute drive you thought a bit about your last years of school. The teachers you had, the people you met. Life seemed to be great. But you were missing something that you couldn’t describe. The school was close to the center of the city and looked modern, gigantic but friendly.
A lot of people were standing in front of the building, while most of them seemed to know the school, or they just weren’t afraid at all. “Dareik, are we on the right place?”, you asked.
"This is 56th Streetholme Avenue, so yes."
“Oh my god!” “Yes.”
(Still writing chapter)
More comes soon. Please give feedback!
I also decided to write a story. Here it is, a little preview.
NOT JUST ANOTHER STORY
CHAPTER I – THE BEGINNING
Life is senseless. Every.
People from all over the world were going to your school. No matter what language or cult you were looking for, there was nothing your school doesn’t have. It was somehow magical, but it seems dark and modern as well. The first day of school. While you were looking at the clock, you notice how nervous you were. The time seemed to be frozen, while you were captured, the others not.
On 7am it was time to stand up. Normally you should’ve slept for about 8 hours, but you couldn’t. You finished high school and you are now student on the biggest university of the country, no doubts, you would’ve learned a lot more about humans, your job and maybe love.
Your last girlfriend broke up with you as you were 15, for a reason you never believed it could be any. At the moment you thought about it, you decided not to and stand up. You put your pants, shirt and all your stuff with. Your parents were waiting excitingly in the kitchen, where your bigger sister welcomed you with a big smile.
“Little boy is afraid”, she laughed.
Your dad looked at you. He was somehow sleepy, but you didn’t care. You thought about the school, the people, the girls, and the … “Can I please have the salt, Steve?” “Sure”. Without noticing yourself giving the salt to your sister, you continued ¬ “… the boys, the teachers.” “Steve, please, give the salt to her”, your mom said.
Oh, sorry, I am just confused about my first day. You know, there are so many new people, so many … “We know, son”. While your parents said that, you remembered some of their bad attributes. It’s hard to tell anything to the end and they never seem to realize that you’ve grown up. You made your school lunch and talked a bit about the newspaper. Today weather is going to be hot, Steve, you might want to take a 6pack with you? “Not at all or what do I need to have 2?”
It was half past 7 and your best friend took you with. His car was new, silver metallic and looked glamorous.
“Hello Dareik, how are you?”
“I am fine, just a bit afraid”
“Afraid? Why?”
“The new school will be something really big and I want the people to like me.”
“So do I”, you thought. On the 20 minute drive you thought a bit about your last years of school. The teachers you had, the people you met. Life seemed to be great. But you were missing something that you couldn’t describe. The school was close to the center of the city and looked modern, gigantic but friendly.
A lot of people were standing in front of the building, while most of them seemed to know the school, or they just weren’t afraid at all. “Dareik, are we on the right place?”, you asked.
"This is 56th Streetholme Avenue, so yes."
“Oh my god!” “Yes.”
(Still writing chapter)
More comes soon. Please give feedback!
