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Tuesday, June 6, 2006
MY STORY
I have decided to post my story because I have come to the realization that I will most likely never get it published. I hope you all like it and please keep in mind that it is a ROUGH draft and CHANGES WILL BE MADE!
Prologue: LOVE MAKES US REALLY GOOD ACTORS
I guess you could call me “unique”, but not really. I am ignored and that is the way I like it. Why have conflict and interaction with somebody? Why make life harder than it already is?
I observe people. In particularly people in “love”. Everyone has their interpretation of love, some good, and some bad. I have my unique theory of love.
People in “love” do not realize that it is not really love. You have two cases of people in “love”. One case, the people who think that they are in love, but in fact just get along together well. Last, but not least the second case, those who pretend to be and cannot stand each other when they are by themselves. But isn’t love just what we think it should be or what we want it to be? Something so impossible to achieve? Something we want so badly that we are willing to try to impersonate something that isn’t real?
As you can tell, I am one of those nonbelievers. There is no special someone out there just for me. That sounds like a load of crap. “Love” is just a concept someone thought of, something to keep us entertained. Love makes us really good actors. To me there is no real love. Sure there are affections and admirations we have for others, that’s understandable, we have emotions. However, it’s not forever. Two people in love with each other are good actors, nothing more. Fooling themselves, and others. Being in false love just brings you pain. I say false love because, again, I do not believe in love. Sure there is love people think they have. But no true love.
I always believed these concepts I had about love without a doubt. That was until Michael unexpectedly walked into my life. More like trampled through steel walls I had built around myself. Kind of saving me from myself. Slowly helping me change into the person that I was meant to be. I then had second thoughts about these “love” concepts. I started thinking well what if they actually had something? I shut those thoughts out pretty quickly when I thought about all the bad things that came with being in “love”. There may not be such a thing as “love”, but there is a thing as a broken heart. But whenever I thought about Michael, a few of those shut out thoughts would sneak back into my mind. This all began my junior year of High School. I had no idea of the dramatic change that I was about to go through.
Chapter 1
* 1 year earlier
"Hey Jenn! Honey are you ready you ready for school tomorrow?" mom yelled from the kitchen.
"Yes mom, I have all my things!" I hate thinking about school and dreaded that school was tomorrow. She walked into the living room where I was keeping busy by playing Kingdom Hearts.
"I know how you feel about school, but could you please try and make some freinds?"
"If you know how I feel about it, why do you have to ask?" I didn't mean to sound so sarcastic but I get that way about this subject.
"Jennifer I just want whats best for you."
"I know mom, this is whats best. You should see the kinds of kids there are at school. And I have freinds, people who I interact with." I turned around and continued playing my game. My mother thought while looking at me that she knew I didnt talk to anyone at school unless called upon by my teacher. She also knew that, that would have to change or something bad would happen.
That is the first part of Chapter 1. I am getting really tired, other wise I would have finished it. I hope you liked it. Please leave some comments on it. I would really appreciate that. Well see you tomorrow! Have an awesome day!
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