Ooo..ow..mmm.... hot chicken nuggets straight from deep fryer--Not a Mickey-Ds rip-off! Wow, its been a while since I posted a journal, so gotta type something creative.
Okie-day, I got it. I type up a short story! I'll call this... Tikie's Story:
Early dawn rose with splendid colors that reminded Tikie of the roses from her mother's garden, the one she had before they moved. The rays of light splashed onto the rocks that lined the shore, seperating ocean and backyard. Birds whelled in the air, swooping down for a fish-meal, then gliding back up with their voices full of song. Tikie stared disponditly out across the ocean, the yard, everything. She yearned for the days of ice cream lollies and riding her bike down to the corner store with her best friend. But no, they had moved to Maine, her mother and her. She hadn't wanted to, but Gran was ill so they packed up to help her out.
At first life had been hard, until last Tuesday. Everything changed last Tuesday. It had started out like a normal day, the school bells screaming for kids to quit milling around, the kids not caring, until he talk to her. He was Alex Everson and he was the most popular guy in school. He asked her out, she said yes, she didn't know abouthis girlfriend, Veronica.
Veronica was in a mental hospital, lying around drugged up because she went pysco and got obsessive over Alex. Alex didn't know she was coming home to visit that day...
Alex picked Tikie up after school, as was arranged, and drove her around town. She had only been living there a couple of months and wasn't one for going off on her own exploring. So she found everything new.
After dinner, they went out for a stroll along the boardwalk. Just casual as you please. The gazed out at the moonlight sea, the star creating pinpricks of silver light, the wind blowing gently...
A loud screeching ripped the air and everyone on the boardwalk turned to watch a crazy teen drive her car over the boardwalk, crash into the sea, after knocking two people down with her. Red and Blue lights flashed and Tikie blacked out listening to the wailing of sirens.
A doctor wearing surgical gave out the news. The girl in the car was dead, she had drowned. On of the teens knocked off the pier was going to make it, the other died of internal injuries.
Tikie sighed and thought sadly I didn't even get to kiss him goodbye. She turned once more to stare at the house that held a weeping mother and dying grandmother. A single tear slid down her cheek and she drifted off into the wind.
Wow.. that's kinda sad I guess. Hmm.. I'll try to give the next one a happy ending. Gule! Gule!
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