I sort of did this story last Future Week but I started in the middle so now I'm just starting over. And once you read the dialogue you'll realize why I started in the middle. Please enjoy the cheesy dialogue.
Todd draped himself upside down over the bed and stared blankly at the wall across from him. Nate sat right next to the bed with it supporting his back. And Kyle laid on the floor looking at the ceiling.
"I'm bored," Todd stated. The other two grunted their responses.
"I'm pretty sure Mr. Appleton's lecture wore me out," said Nate.
"Most pointless assembly ever," said Todd.
"'Qualities of Successful People' isn't a pointless subject," Kyle said looking up at Todd.
"It wasn't the subject, it Mr. Appleton. He has a way of making even the most successful students feel like they'll never amount to anything," Nate said.
"Who cares? I already know I'm going to be a famous football player," Todd said sitting up.
"I would really like to become a successful inventor," Kyle said.
"I'd . . . um . . . I don't know what I want to be," Nate said, "It does make me wonder if we will be successful, rich, and famous. I change my mind, that's what I want to be: successful, rich, and famous."
"That's some ambition," Todd sighed.
"We won't know until the time actually comes," Kyle said.
The boys nodded in agreement.
Oct 12, 2011
Oct 10, 2011
The Forgotten World Part 9
I thought it would be incredibly appropriate to start off with a new part of the Forgotten World since that one is an increasingly popular one. I'm afraid I won't be able to write much since I started so late in the evening thanks to the internet being down but I'll write a few paragraphs.
The Forgotten World Part 8
"It's all we have," said Zoe, "You get used to it."
Jacob looked at her and then at Rocky. "We can wait to eat until we get to the camp. My tribe has some fruit and vegetables that you can eat instead. But just as a small warning, you probably won't survive here without meat." He held out his hand to take the jerky back.
"I'll eat it," Zoe said. "It's much better then pottage and there's no animals on the surface so it's not like I have a connection to them. And after all I'm willing to try new things."
Jacob smiled at her.
"Zoe," Rocky complained. He looked at Jacob then whispered in Zoe's direction. "I admit that it's better then pottage but we're not savages, we're much more advanced then the people down here and we don't have to amount to their level."
"Rocky, just yesterday, you called me a savage. That word means nothing to me," she said biting back into the meat.
Rocky didn't say anything back and stared at the ground, the meat in his hand still. As they finished up and continued on their way, he still didn't say anything else.
Meanwhile Jacob introduced Zoe and Rocky to the local fauna and gave them more terms for things that surrounded them. Zoe would eagerly ask him questions and repeat what he said like an obedient student.
The Forgotten World Part 10
Index
The Forgotten World Part 8
"It's all we have," said Zoe, "You get used to it."
Jacob looked at her and then at Rocky. "We can wait to eat until we get to the camp. My tribe has some fruit and vegetables that you can eat instead. But just as a small warning, you probably won't survive here without meat." He held out his hand to take the jerky back.
"I'll eat it," Zoe said. "It's much better then pottage and there's no animals on the surface so it's not like I have a connection to them. And after all I'm willing to try new things."
Jacob smiled at her.
"Zoe," Rocky complained. He looked at Jacob then whispered in Zoe's direction. "I admit that it's better then pottage but we're not savages, we're much more advanced then the people down here and we don't have to amount to their level."
"Rocky, just yesterday, you called me a savage. That word means nothing to me," she said biting back into the meat.
Rocky didn't say anything back and stared at the ground, the meat in his hand still. As they finished up and continued on their way, he still didn't say anything else.
Meanwhile Jacob introduced Zoe and Rocky to the local fauna and gave them more terms for things that surrounded them. Zoe would eagerly ask him questions and repeat what he said like an obedient student.
The Forgotten World Part 10
Index
Future Week
I've officially changed the date of Future Week for two reasons, I think I missed it this year and I have no clue when it is. So from now until I decided that this whole week thing is too dumb an idea to carry on Future Week is Oct. 10-17. Which you can clearly see if you scroll to the very bottom of the page. I'm really excited for this and hope it's not a flop like most of my other writing goals are.
I'm also hoping to do a few more of these themed weeks. I really like the challenge. At the end of these weeks I'm also going to try to come up with a completely new idea. I've already came up with another one of these themed weeks and I hope that I can come up with a couple more.
Anyway, enjoy Future Week! And remember:
I'm also hoping to do a few more of these themed weeks. I really like the challenge. At the end of these weeks I'm also going to try to come up with a completely new idea. I've already came up with another one of these themed weeks and I hope that I can come up with a couple more.
Anyway, enjoy Future Week! And remember:
The distinction between the past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.
~ Albert Einstein
Oct 2, 2011
Ice Cold Matilda
The Densons picked up their boxes and put them in the back of their truck as they once again left another house. Mrs. Denson's hobby was to buy a house, fix it up, and sell it and then do it again. Mr. Denson was supportive of his wife and could quite honestly work anywhere as long as he had access to the internet, a telephone, and an airport to his advantage. Their kids, Megan and Josh, didn't especially like always moving around and leaving their friends but they never really stayed anywhere long enough to become too attached.
Today they were heading to a large house in a small town. They had got for relatively cheap because of the age of the house and because it was a real fixer-upper. Mrs. Denson was thrilled.
When they entered the town they noticed that the houses weren't right next to each other like they were in the last place they'd been. They were separated from each other with farm land or forest between them. The further they went into the center of town, the closer the buildings came together.
Mr. and Mrs. Denson decided to stop at a small convenience store to pick up some groceries for the week.
"We're going to want to make sure that it's not perishable, since Julie said that the house doesn't have a fridge. Just an ice-box," Mrs. Denson said to Mr. Denson.
"I know, dear, you already told me," he said.
Josh followed his parents with his little sister on his side. Josh was 16 years old and Megan was 14. He was a quite taller then her and had dark brown hair. Megan's hair was a sandy blond, she wore braces on her teeth which she played with, with her tongue as her parents argued about what to get. Josh ignored them and instead pulled out the book he was reading out of his backpack and started to read.
After a lot of arguing and a little bit of time they eventually made their way to the register. The woman looked up at them with narrow eyes and said, "You're not from around here are you? Where are you heading?" She had dark gray hair and a scowl on her face that looked like if she tried smiling, she would fail.
"We're heading to the Dewdrop Manor just down the road from here, we just purchased it," Mrs. Denson said.
A loud silence hit as everyone looked at the Denson family.
"Did you say the Dewdrop Manor? Let me guess, you've never been there," the cashier said.
"No, we haven't. But my husband can read a map pretty well, so we'll be able to find it," Mrs. Denson said.
"How did you know?" Megan asked.
"Because if you had you wouldn't have bought it. That place is ice-cold thanks to the ghost," she said.
"Ghost?" Mr. Denson asked.
"The entire Manor is haunted. 16-year-old Matilda Marchbanks wandered through the cold winter night looking for a place to warm herself up when she found the Dewdrop Manor. She knocked on the door and asked to warm herself up and for whatever reason was turned away. Due the negligence of the couple in the manor she froze to death and died. She still haunts the Manor to this day making it as cold as the day she died," she said.
"That's nonsense. Every old house needs a ghost story, right? I don't believe a word of it. I don't believe in ghosts," Mrs. Denson said.
"Fine," the cashier said, "Believe what you want. You'll believe me though when you get to house.
Today they were heading to a large house in a small town. They had got for relatively cheap because of the age of the house and because it was a real fixer-upper. Mrs. Denson was thrilled.
When they entered the town they noticed that the houses weren't right next to each other like they were in the last place they'd been. They were separated from each other with farm land or forest between them. The further they went into the center of town, the closer the buildings came together.
Mr. and Mrs. Denson decided to stop at a small convenience store to pick up some groceries for the week.
"We're going to want to make sure that it's not perishable, since Julie said that the house doesn't have a fridge. Just an ice-box," Mrs. Denson said to Mr. Denson.
"I know, dear, you already told me," he said.
Josh followed his parents with his little sister on his side. Josh was 16 years old and Megan was 14. He was a quite taller then her and had dark brown hair. Megan's hair was a sandy blond, she wore braces on her teeth which she played with, with her tongue as her parents argued about what to get. Josh ignored them and instead pulled out the book he was reading out of his backpack and started to read.
After a lot of arguing and a little bit of time they eventually made their way to the register. The woman looked up at them with narrow eyes and said, "You're not from around here are you? Where are you heading?" She had dark gray hair and a scowl on her face that looked like if she tried smiling, she would fail.
"We're heading to the Dewdrop Manor just down the road from here, we just purchased it," Mrs. Denson said.
A loud silence hit as everyone looked at the Denson family.
"Did you say the Dewdrop Manor? Let me guess, you've never been there," the cashier said.
"No, we haven't. But my husband can read a map pretty well, so we'll be able to find it," Mrs. Denson said.
"How did you know?" Megan asked.
"Because if you had you wouldn't have bought it. That place is ice-cold thanks to the ghost," she said.
"Ghost?" Mr. Denson asked.
"The entire Manor is haunted. 16-year-old Matilda Marchbanks wandered through the cold winter night looking for a place to warm herself up when she found the Dewdrop Manor. She knocked on the door and asked to warm herself up and for whatever reason was turned away. Due the negligence of the couple in the manor she froze to death and died. She still haunts the Manor to this day making it as cold as the day she died," she said.
"That's nonsense. Every old house needs a ghost story, right? I don't believe a word of it. I don't believe in ghosts," Mrs. Denson said.
"Fine," the cashier said, "Believe what you want. You'll believe me though when you get to house.
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