Friday, July 22, 2011

Yearbook


I pick up my high school yearbook. It’s a blue hardbound book. Nothing more. Each person inside is a character. Some are main characters and some supporting, but they all feel. And they all develop. They are all their own main character, each with a story of their own.

Kate is the soccer star, but nobody understands her. They think she is self-centered, cares only about herself.  Thinks soccer is more important than anything else. All she wants are true friends.

Cass is the weird one. She is outgoing and not afraid to express herself. She wears a different crazy outfit every day. The popular girls shun her, but they don’t know that she has friends she trusts and loves.

Evan loves Emily, he has since the fifth grade, but she’s way out of his league.

Emily is popular, and hot, but she’s always felt something is missing.

John is a bully, and his mom has cancer. There’s a reason he calls Jake emo.

Jake wears all black and dyed his hair. His hood is always over his head, but he’s just interested in the culture.

Jessica is a party animal. She needs the alcohol after her best friend killed herself.

Adam is gay. But he’s afraid of his feelings. It’s not until college that he comes out.

Brittney stays up every night, crying for the sister she never had.

I am a writer. I tell their stories. 

Saturday, July 16, 2011

I'm back!

Hey guys! For any of you readers, regular or otherwise, I appreciate your patience with me. I've been away with no internet for the past couple of weeks and even before then I haven't been very good about updating. I'm writing more now, so I hope that I can post more often. Bear with me and I'll make it worth your while! Until then, enjoy what I have to offer!

P.S. I'm all about interdependence so if you have a blog you want me to check out I'll support yours in support of mine. Thanks :)

Last Words

Even with the rain stinging her face as she clung to the pole for dear life, she looked beautiful. Her eyes were tightly closed and her red hair was whipping behind her. I wasn't doing too much better myself. I stood at the light post next to hers, across the street. The wind was strong enough that if I tried to cross over to her I would've been blown away. She yelled something, but I couldn't tell what. The wind whipped away everything but my name Evan! I gazed at her with sad eyes, dreading what I had to do next. "I love you!" I screamed as I let go of the pole and the wind pushed me towards the monster that had been giving me nightmares for the past 3 years. I can only pray that she heard.