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Monday, November 26, 2007
sorry for not going or being on!
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Hey all, I have been very busy lately! -_- Well anyhow. I shall post on monday, wedsneday, friday and sometimes sundays! I hope you all can handle this change! I will also comment on those days if I can! Im sorry about not being a good friend and not going to sites or comenting!!! I have so much homework right now I really shouldnt be on, but I just had to post! So, I shall leave you guys with the story I am currently writing! I will get to sites as soon as I can tonight! If you dont post when I am on Im sorry. But I truly am trying to cut back on how much time I am on the laptop!! Well here you go! I dont have a title yet! It is only the first page that I am posting! On wedsneday I will post the next page if you would like! I hope you guys enjoy! Tell me what I need to fix and improve please!! Have a good day!
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One snowy afternoon I was walking with my mom and dad. We were so happy…until a tall big man came into view. He had a gun pointed right at my dad. He shot both of my parents, leaving me alone on that street. I was alone…for the rest of eternity. After that my whole life changed…
“No!” I screamed. I finally awoke from that gruesome nightmare. I was sweating and panting. It was the same dream again…the one of when my parents died. I am Ange…in English it means Angel…so just call me Angel. I am only 11 ½ right now. I am an orphan…all alone in this world. All my family is dead…I am living in this orphanage…for now. I am planning my escape tonight!
“Ange!!! Ange!!!” a boy yelled. It’s Tom…he loves me…and I love him like a brother. He is 12 years old. “Ange, there you are!” Tom said. He looked relieved to of found me. “Yep, I am here.” I smiled. I am only 11 ½. “Ange, don’t let me lose you again!” Tom yelled. He is very nice to me…but I must leave this place…I hate it here.
“Yes, I understand. Tom, I am going to run away from here! Don’t try looking for me! One day, you will find me…I will be happy when I am away from here…I will write one day and tell you where I am…than you can come find me!” I explained. I hope he doesn’t disapprove. “Okay Ange, you can run away, if you tell me where you are so one day I can find you!” Tom was on the verge to cry, but instead he hugged me tight. “I love you Tom!” I hugged him back. “I know you only love me as a brother…but I love you too…please don’t forget me.” Tom whispered. He looked so sad. “I won’t forget you!” I yelled.
That night I got all my things…I opened the door and ran outside. I didn’t have many things so it wasn’t so hard to get away. Tom was asleep…so he didn’t know that I left. He doesn’t even know that I took one of his rings…it’s the only way I will remember him…also I have many pictures of him. He has rings because they are his mom’s. I left him one of my necklaces to remember me. I hope he remembers me too…I think he will.
I walked all over the place until I passed out on the sidewalk.
“Jakob, look there’s a girl…I wonder if she is lost.” A man told his son. “Dad, why would a girl be lost? Especially at this time of the year. It’s winter, and cold, wouldn’t you think she would be smarted and stay with her parents?” Jakob asked. He has so many questions for a kid his age. “Jakob, slow down…you have so many questions!” his dad exclaimed.
I awoke to them yelling back and forth, with them yelling I thought it was about me so I began to cry. “Oh, little girl don’t cry!” his dad wiped away my tears. “Why aren’t you with your parents? Why aren’t you inside during this weather? Its freezing cold! Are you insane?” Jakob exclaimed. I began to cry again at his words.
To be continued...
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