Thursday, October 29, 2009

so im writing a book. I think it is coming out ok. its like 5 pages writing. and everything is uwber short in the computer. im open to ideas for the inside but the base plot i think is ok. here is the prologue

Prologue

The wind blew cold and hard against Jerame's Face, it felt like spikes of ice driving into his face. He felt his eyes start to water, bu the tears quickly froze to his face. “What have I gotten myself into!?” he cried out. Nobody would ever hear his final words. He gazed out over the valley, filled with its winter albino blanket.

“You, Kid! What are you doing up here? You are going to freeze to death!”

“No, that’s too slow.” He whispered to the wind. He took off running towards the drop off.

Kid, wait! Don’t do it!” Jerame took a glance back, the police officer running after him.

“Do not follow me officer, it’s too late for me.” And he leaped. High and long, those few lasting seconds before gravity took its deadly hold. He fell, and it felt to him as if he might fall forever. “Its too late, there’s no going back.”

and here is the pieces of chapter one so far

“It’s not that bad Charlie,” Stacy said, “I mean, its not like anyone is going to find this place, its completely invisible from the inside. Like, the only way we found it is because my stupid foot fell into the hole.” Stacy stood, her red hair barely an inch from the short ceiling. “And If we do hear anything we can hide in…….that thing,” she exclamed; pointing to the small, round door in the middle of the wall. “It looks like one of us could get in there.”

“Its not people im worried about,” Charlie said, also standing, “I’m worried about why this place is here, it’s just occurred to me, why haven’t we seen any spiders? Any Snakes? Any flies even?! It just doesn’t fit right with me. And what is behind that door? It freaks me out.” He walked to the wall opposite the round clockwork door, standing next to the ladder leading outside. “It just doesn’t make sense” he muttered.


it doesnt make sense yet i know. but in the written version. its ok. i might just buy a blank book and do it all in writing to make it seem like a lot haha

Sunday, October 4, 2009

My horrific thoughts not for the faint of heart

These are my deep thoughts. the ones i hide from everyone. even myself. and letting them out like this is bad. especially on the internet. but. if you read these. be warned. hey are not for the faint of heart so please dont hate me....




---me slitting someones throat and letting their blood wash over me. and im smiling the whole time.
----me sitting on the couch, i get up, pick up the Tv. and smash the big thing over my brothers head
---- me getting a gun. and walking downstairs and shooting everything, lighting the house on fire, and then i shoot myself
---- i just kill random people i dont like. and i keep their eyes in a big jar. and i know who is who by just looking
----- (this is one ive come close to doing) just sitting in bed cutting random things into my skin all over , even on my tongue.

thats it for now. i hope you dont dislike me just because of this. I hide these even from myself. and this is not me!!! i dont want to be that person. :'( but the thoughts dont go away. they just dont stop. why cant i be normal...........