Short Story- The Day I Saw Her

It was a normal tuesday afternoon: Woke up at 6AM, took Buster for a walk on the beach, went to work(at the coffee shop), and made my way to the local laundry mat to wash my clothes. As soon as I stepped in that evening I noticed a girl I had never seen before, she was blond, very skinny, wearing baggy sweats, with her hair whipped up on her head. "She must be new" I thought.

I went on doing my thing, loading and folding the wash and waiting for it to be completed. This girl, for some reason, kept grabbing my attention for no particular reason. She kept giving me this look like I should recognize her, and was upset I didn't. I stood up to finish loading my last load and sat back down on the bench, the girl had moved and was now sitting awkwardly close to me. She sat there for over ten minutes and said nothing. Not a single word, and I didn't say anything as well. When my the buzzer rang to signal the end of my load I finished and was on my way. Giving the 'new' girl a slight head nod on my way out.

The next morning at work the girl from the laundry mat stopped by. When she got to the counter I noticed she was dressed up in professional work attire with her hair down and she was breathtaking. When she got to the counter she said "Oh... we meet again, Its good to see you." after this she took her coffee and sat down at a table near by. I continued on with my business for about fifteen minutes and then decided it was time. I approached the table and casually asked her how old she was. She replied "Im 24 almost 25" this was my exact age. I told her that I noticed her at the laundry mat the previous night, but it had been a long day and I wasn't in the mood to socialize. She laughed, and said she felt the same way. I asked her if she would be willing to go to dinner with me later that night, she replied by saying "thank you for the offer, but I'm actually engaged." The odds were not in my favor that day.

Autobiography- School

RECESS

It was just a normal Monday at school, I didnt want to go, but mom said I was "sick" way to much. I think she was starting to understand my ways.. looks like it was time for me to come up with a new plam of escape. But thats besides the point. We were out a recess, doing what we normally do, playing four-sqaure. All the sudden, I saw him, Garret. I have had a crush on Garret since the moment I met him the first day of "big girl" school, almost three years ago. All I want to do is kiss him, but I dont know if he wants that to kiss me back. That day while playing four-square I decided that I couldnt wait any longer. I was going to kiss Garret Feather today...or else.

Autobiography- Birthday

The Day We All Dread

It was my birthday... again. I swear it feels like my last birthday was a week ago. Every year I dread this day, I dread getting one day, or one year older, and I dread celebrating my birthday without my beloved husband. Oh how I wish he could be here with me to endure these hard times. Getting older sucks, all it means to me is a bigger number, a bigger butt, and more rinkles. The only thing I live for is my grandchildren, they are the light of my life, and exactly what I need to endure the painful birthdays year after year. Why cant we all just pick the perfect age that we want to be and stay that way forever? Ohhhhh how I wish.

Spruce Grey- Short Story

I rolled over and looked up, I had no idea where I was, who I was, or what had happened. After laying, watching the cars speed by for atleast an hour I stood up. Everything was differnet now, I couldnt remember anything. Everything around me was a spruce grey, quiet in my head, but utterly busy in real life. The one thing that I could remember was my talent. I had the ability to read peoples minds. I walked, slowly, and then started to run into the city. Wondering if people could see me or if I was really dead inside this body. I sat on a bench near an ice-cream stand in the park. There I listened; I listened to everything people were thinking, trying to find my place in this un-known world. How long had I been gone? What city did I come from? Did I have a family, people who loved me? After a few days of wandering around the city, listening to the thoughts. The twilight dusk that I had been in was now beginning to clear up. Im not sure if I will ever really know who I am.. or was... but I will do my best to figure it out every single day for the rest of my life.

6- Word Story

We had to choose six random words, arrange them in the order of our choice, and write a short story about them.

My words were:

Missing 6 Year old Girl By the River

I remember that day like it was yesterday, I was eight years old heading to my favorite spot in the forest. When I arrived I played there for a atleast 30 minutes running around in my princess costume, playing with my imaginary friends. Then... it happened, the unexpected meeting. Two men, big, dressed in black arrived. I ran, they ran, they finally... caught up to me. They grabbed me and took me with them.

This... was only the beginning.

The Things you Have Missed

The first day, everyone in there nice new clothes. The pathetic, always little, homecoming parade. The Pow wow. Attemps to end the debt crisis. People beginning to get jobs again. The long classes, in the hot classrooms. Steve Jobs steps down from apple. Buffet invests 5 billion dollars in The Bank of America. Adeles visit to Utah. The homecoming dance. The football games. Our team loosing in semi-finals in Football and Basketball. Your friends being teenagers, getting into 'our' kind of trouble. American Hikers released from prison in Iran. One of our new favorite songs called "What Doesnt Kill You Makes you Stronger." Practice every morning at 6 A.M. Jan Whittaker yelling in your face for 3 hours straight. The funny people in the foyer. My new stalker Daniel. The bus rides to perforamces. Performing basically everywhere you can think of. Texas suffering from record breaking wild fires. The heart to hearts on random days. A good old vent session. The non-stop laughter when we are together. Doing crazy things on weekends. Watching the basketball games, cheering our teams to a perfect region season. Your new boyfriend. My new boyfriend. Mcdonalds that night when everything changed for us. The tears of Joy when we swept our first competition. NASA launching a new rocket to explore life on mars. The fab 5. Sexy Sixy. Beattie. Sitting by the heater. Stalking people out the window. The back of pobe. Austin. The wonderful administration. Competitng our solos. The death of Whitney Houston. The re-elections. The grammies. Adele recieving a major throat surgery. Bris house. News years party. Those people on the boulavard doing their thing. Watching white chicks. Dr. Science. Plunger ball. Christmas dance. Having a perfect season. Becoming the 2012 State Champions. Winning the football, and basketball games against WX. Beattie. Going around the round about. Ballet class. Going running. Taylor. Meeting new people. Talking to Jan. T.A. Yates. Halloween. The Vow. Your seventeenth brithday. One of the best years of your life. Somebody hitting your car. Your new dog. Cheeto. Lial. Hot tubbing. Adele winning a whole bunch of grammies. The new Dance Impressions. Picking out state rings. Asking to senate. Drama. All of the assemblies. Dance company themes. The Jazz game X3. The post it notes. The locker room. Cutlers.