Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2014 15:15:22 GMT -6
WELL HI! I just got the muse to write. So this is a story about.... LEARN YOURSELF. Well, it's a human story. Realistic fiction.
UNDER CONSTRUCTION
I'm not mute! I can talk! I used to not be able to talk...... well, it wasn't because I had a magic vocal cord. I mean, I wish I had one. That'd be awesome. How was I mute? It's a long story, so you'd better get ready.
I was born in Miami, Florida. It's beautiful there, but it gets really rainy and hot down there. I had a mom, a dad, and an older sister, Lora. I love Lora; she's the best, and I mean BEST, sister in the universe. At least in my opinion. Lora gave me support during my whole "journey" through life. I look up to her. I used to live quite a normal life, going to school on the weekdays and relaxing at home on the weekends. It's a daily cycle. I had 2 friends: Nia and Grace. We used to play all the time. My mom said we were like a bunch of restless puppies, trying to get attention. Life was great until I was 9..... I moved. Nia, and Grace were devastated. To me, the whole world would end. My friends would probably forget me and move on. If I even had the chance to meet them, they'd probably not want to see me anymore. I put my items in the car, and got in. That was it. I was going to live in a new place. It wouldn't be as beautiful and scenic as the beaches of Miami. No more laughing with Nia and Grace with fresh, frozen lemonade popsicles in our hands. No more sunny, hot days in the beach. Worst of all, we just going on a small trip. We were moving to another state. I suppose that's better than a country, but another state. ANOTHER STATE. I slumped in the car, not even caring to cry. My mother said that we were moving off to Washington D.C. I wasn't interested in that place, or any. I just wanted to be in my REAL home. Lora sat next to me, her eyes glued to a book she was reading.
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