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The First Paragraph-a-palooza
The rest of the paragraph can be about anything, max 100 words (shorter is welcome). The best entries will reveal at least one specific aspect of the narrator in a creative and concise fashion. TO SUBMIT, JUST START A NEW CHAPTER and begin typing! For this challenge, only one submission per user, please. The deadline to submit is 3 p.m. on March 31, 2010!
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3/31/2010 7:17 PM PDT
How does one tell if anyone commented on the submission? I see my post below, but it is not listed as one of my projects and I haven't found it in the side bar.
3/31/2010 3:12 PM PDT
Two days int the New Year, I found myself in an Elevator, you know the one with the bored Man or woman is some big city Department Store, downtown, any town, any city. Somehow I had been dreaming of Christmas, when all of those big Downtown Department Stores places Darjeeling displays in their store Windows.
Old Rudolf leading the team of Reindeer, while little elves work on next year's toys. I thought I was dreaming. When I came to my senses, I became aware that the operator expected an answer to my upward destination. He repeated, third floor, Jewelry, Menswear, Sportswear....I don't remember..to surprised to say anything.
I remember as a young Boy in Chicago of visiting such a place. I also was so fascinated by the Elevator attendant, that I wanted to be one when I got older...didn't realize these fine folks were on their way out to make way for "automated" elevators. So anyway, there I was, not in a dream, talking to someone who has long since moved on to that place where all Elevator attendants go. I even pinch myself, telling myself to wake up...I had slipped back in time. Be careful what you wish for.
After all of that, he still waited patiently for an answer.. I finally said, "Take me home James." Never eat Tacos before going to bed, especially the night before Christmas. I am awake now...still on that elevator. The man still waiting for my selection. "To the bat cave then.
Old Rudolf leading the team of Reindeer, while little elves work on next year's toys. I thought I was dreaming. When I came to my senses, I became aware that the operator expected an answer to my upward destination. He repeated, third floor, Jewelry, Menswear, Sportswear....I don't remember..to surprised to say anything.
I remember as a young Boy in Chicago of visiting such a place. I also was so fascinated by the Elevator attendant, that I wanted to be one when I got older...didn't realize these fine folks were on their way out to make way for "automated" elevators. So anyway, there I was, not in a dream, talking to someone who has long since moved on to that place where all Elevator attendants go. I even pinch myself, telling myself to wake up...I had slipped back in time. Be careful what you wish for.
After all of that, he still waited patiently for an answer.. I finally said, "Take me home James." Never eat Tacos before going to bed, especially the night before Christmas. I am awake now...still on that elevator. The man still waiting for my selection. "To the bat cave then.
3/31/2010 2:39 PM PDT
Two days into the new year I felt even worse then the last new year. Even though my Dad had been dead for three years today, the wound is still fresh. I still turned the corner sometimes, expecting to see my Daddy sitting in his recliner asleep, the TV turned up to it's max. Sometimes I wake up trying to hear his out-of-key voice singing "You're So Vain", in the kitchen as he makes chocolate chip pancakes. Even though it has been three years, I still miss my Daddy and after thirty years I think I'll still feel the same way.
3/31/2010 11:37 AM PDT
When are they gonna decide the winner/s 'cause its the deadline today and its 19:36 WAYY past 3 p.m.
3/30/2010 10:30 PM PDT
Two days into the new year I had already lost my day planner. I sat in my most comfortable living room chair contemplating where it could be. I had just gotten the blasted planner yesterday. I remember buying it because it seemed like it was the simplest planner Best Buy had. I had taken it home and then forgotten about it. I realized that this is one of the reasons i had bought the planner in the first place. I look around my living room, its covered with books and clothes. My life is messy and needless to say I am so tired of it.
3/30/2010 9:33 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I was about to board the Jolly Rancher Ranger and set sail with Captain Red Eye for the first time. As I approached the rainbow colored vessel, I realized that this would be a much different experience than I had first envisioned when I answered the ad at the tavern. I was met at the bottom of the gang plank by Captain Red Eye and his niece Lucy. I was taken by her stone blue eyes and fiery red hair, this would certainly be a voyage to remember.
3/30/2010 8:27 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I was still nursing last years hangover. My head felt looser than pocketed change. My mouth was woollier than my sweater. Gravity kept trying to set me up on a blind date with the ground but resolutely I stayed standing, waiting in the parking lot of the train station and hoping, once again, that someone would give me a ride home. I guess I have always been at the mercy of the kindliness of strangers.
3/30/2010 5:22 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I reached into the garbage and pulled them back out. What was I thinking? I can't go two days without them. I mean, what the hell had happened? Last thing I remember was New Year's Eve. The bars, the girls, the freedom; as much as a blur that is was, it was my last best memory. I woke up this morning to find my apartment cleaned out. All but garbage remained. And there, sitting above some used tissues and a broken liquor bottle, were the pills. A flash and I began to recall everything...
3/30/2010 1:01 PM PDT
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3/30/2010 12:56 PM PDT
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3/30/2010 12:55 PM PDT
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3/30/2010 12:25 PM PDT
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3/30/2010 10:18 AM PDT
Two days into the New Year I knew I wouldn’t be keeping my “resolutions”. I don’t need to lose weight and I don’t smoke anyway, but somehow it was comforting to pretend I did. To pretend just for once that I was a normal person with normal resolutions. “Cadence, they’re coming!” James yelled over the phone at three o'clock that morning, “Get out, NOW!” I shoved my dresses out of the way and took my bag from the back of the closet. I thought of a new resolution. “This year,” I slammed the door, “they’re gunna regret it!”
3/30/2010 8:50 AM PDT
Two years into the new year I was headed to a new place. This new world I was suppose to know, but had no ideaof it even existing. My whole life I've been haunted by the dream of this place this world that to humans doesn't even exist. But now, now I know I'm not mereley a human, I'm a hybrid, a freak to many. Half human, half wizard and supposedly the aire to rule this new land. I kept following the wolfs in front of me pushing forward to--- my kingdom. The walls around us were dark, it would be almost impossible to see for a mere human, but funny how I could see perfectly with wizard blood running through my veins. The blck wolf turned "were here", as I took another step forward, the sun shone down upon this new world, my world.
3/30/2010 8:07 AM PDT
Two days into the new year I found myself nearly lifeless in a hospital bed, needles sticking into my arms, machines beeping, soap operas playing too softly for me to hear. All of this is what I wake up to. I take a deep breath in and I am suddenly aware of the pain residing in my rib cage.
My mother rushes over to me, she wants to say something, but all I get is a few tears welling up in her eyes. She reaches out, touches my face. She loses control, and after about a minute finally sobs "oh thank God".
My mother rushes over to me, she wants to say something, but all I get is a few tears welling up in her eyes. She reaches out, touches my face. She loses control, and after about a minute finally sobs "oh thank God".
3/29/2010 10:20 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I had this dream I was like this immoral being and I was flying to go protect this beauftul maidan from and evil warlock that had bad plans for this beauftul girl and for some reason I was rushing to save her fighting off undead things then there was a brige graded by this earth elemenatl and I had to fight to get past the bridage to save the maidan from the warlock and then I finally got there and attacked the warlock then my alarm clock buzzed and I was late for school.
3/29/2010 1:29 PM PDT
"Two days into the new year, I ran into my ex..."ex" being the polite term for the cretin who used to beat me, just for grins. As soon as I saw him, my heart started pounding, my palms got sweaty and I thought I would vomit right then and there. I wasn't sure if I could avoid being seen by him because he was heading directly toward me. I had to decide quickly what to do. I knew I couldn't handle him sneering at me or risk him following me home. Unpredictability was his claim to fame; it had never been mine. I had never felt so alone and scared in my life, except for that time he split my face open with his steel toed boots, right after breaking my arm and shoving me to the floor. Fortunately for me, the sun was in his eyes....when I hit him. Did I fail to mention that I "literally" ran into him, with my car? Oops!
3/29/2010 1:06 PM PDT
Plot:
I finally believed that I had gotten away with it. Sitting on the floor of the dark apartment, I patted the swollen holdall as if it was a sleeping dog. From somewhere in the darkness, I heard the banshee wail of a siren and felt cold adrenaline fill my stomach. Instinctively, I held my breath. The sound swelled unbearably close. My frantic fingers found the weight of the pistol in my jacket, but the noise faded into the night. I breathed out and feeling sweat dampen my forhead and sting my eyes.
Then the frantic knocking on the door began.
I finally believed that I had gotten away with it. Sitting on the floor of the dark apartment, I patted the swollen holdall as if it was a sleeping dog. From somewhere in the darkness, I heard the banshee wail of a siren and felt cold adrenaline fill my stomach. Instinctively, I held my breath. The sound swelled unbearably close. My frantic fingers found the weight of the pistol in my jacket, but the noise faded into the night. I breathed out and feeling sweat dampen my forhead and sting my eyes.
Then the frantic knocking on the door began.
3/29/2010 8:00 AM PDT
Structure:
Two days into the new year, which is the time for looking back and reflecting over the last year, I came to realise I was free, free to decide for the first time in my life, what it is that I want to with it. Funny thing that you finally get to this point and realise, you dont know what you want anymore. It must be my time for self discovery again. Learning new skills, finding things that excites ones self. Yes New Year brings the reflection out in human nature.
Two days into the new year, which is the time for looking back and reflecting over the last year, I came to realise I was free, free to decide for the first time in my life, what it is that I want to with it. Funny thing that you finally get to this point and realise, you dont know what you want anymore. It must be my time for self discovery again. Learning new skills, finding things that excites ones self. Yes New Year brings the reflection out in human nature.
3/28/2010 4:16 AM PDT
Two days into the new year I realized, I had to make a change. Life was just going on. Sure, I started a new life raising animals. After all, my children were all in school full time, I was done having babies. What was next. Silly me. Lets raise farm animals. I did take the Agriculture classes in high school. I have had dogs, cats and other household pets, So, why not cows, chickens and turkey's? Almost three years later and look where I am now. To many Bulls, not enough cows. This is where my adventure begins.
3/27/2010 10:49 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I suddenly realized that my rash, (and very drunken) decision on new years eve, was going to have very dangerous consequences indeed.
3/27/2010 9:04 PM PDT
woke to my demons whispering murder in my ear. Face pressed against my parents honey oak and now blood stained cabinets, I knew I was home. Pain shot through my arm to my wrist, curling my entire body around it as if to protect it. Nothing there to protect, my hand was gone. From the second I woke my thoughts were of its absence, of the void I now had in my mind and in every creation of my own from this day forward.
3/27/2010 7:22 PM PDT
Two days into the New Year, I started my new life. I had lost my job in April and was unable to find work. That has never happened to me before. I always was able to find a job. But now nothing, so back to school I when. That's right at the age of fifty-nine I am a newbie on the campus. My stomach is in knots and I don't know if I'll make it through the first day. Well it's three months later and guess what I'm still in college, I'm getting ready for Spring Break, what a joke the kids are all going to Fort Lauderdale and I'm going to be cleaning my house which I have let go to study, study, and study some more. I'll be 61 when I get a AA/AAS degree. But I figure with the way the world is going I just might have to work forever!
3/27/2010 2:11 PM PDT
Two days into the new year,I broke down. I just could'nt do this anymore. The constant lying to myself,the lying to others. It was horrible. I decided i would come clean. I would be confident with myself and not care. After my new promise to myself and the world, I drove to Wal-Mart,bought a tub of chocolate ice cream and syrup. Then i went home ate ice cream for the first time in days and screamed at the night sky "I am never going oon another diet again!" After this feeling quite content,I turned in the tv and sat in front of it,popping scoops of ice cream into my mouth,came on a commercial. It was a wonderous commercial. It promised instant weight loss. I bit my lip deliberating for a minute. Then i sighed. I picked up the phone and called the people that promised instant weight loss.
3/26/2010 10:22 AM PDT
Two days into the new year, I stopped breathing. The room began to spin as my heart beat started to slow. I could feel the blood slowing making its way through my veins. I heard my head hit the floor with a loud crack as the sound vibrated through my ears. It was happening just like she said it would. My body began to shake as I looked up into the sad face of the one person I knew could save me. As his image began to fade I knew I was going to die.
3/26/2010 7:29 AM PDT
Two days into the new year, I saw him for the last time. He never got to know how much I loved him. Now he'll never know. Never, in my wildest dreams, did I ever imagine that one drunk driver could take away one life and ruin another so quickly.
3/25/2010 11:11 PM PDT
two day into the new years, nothing new same on the i 95 driving from Florida with 10 keys of cocaine in hes trunk, trying to keep he resolution on making crazy when the year come immediately got on hes grime
3/25/2010 10:28 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I decided it was time for a change. Things can't go more downhill than now. I told this to myself as I looked into the clear surface of the mirror and tried to picture my reflection. I doubt I changed much, except for the seven-inch long scar that ran from under my chin to the corner of my mouth. I remember that night and how I gave up my wings. It cost me my ability to see skin color and his life. Some angel I turned out to be. And He knew all along.
3/25/2010 9:57 PM PDT
Two days into the new year and nothing had changed. I was still stuck in this prison. My social worker had promised that I would be out by now. What else could I do? I ate what they said, I took my meds when they told me to, I took supervised showers and my bedroom had a security camera. I went to classes and spoke to my counselor. All I had to look forward to was a visit from the man that put me here and arts and crafts. They wouldn't give me scissors.
3/25/2010 7:54 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I lost my will. My little 'resolutions' have been shattered into pieces, just like I figured they would. Here I sit, alone just like I knew I would be, on the third day after another wasted three hundred sixty five. But I have to wonder, am I wasting my time? I mean, what am I contributing to this world? I don't have a job, a home, friends, and what family I have hates me. I've heard hate is a strong word, and it is, but that's the word they use. "I hate you, Logan!" Those words are powerful, but they don't hurt anymore. Nothing hurts anymore, not even the barbed wire around my wrist.....
3/25/2010 4:55 PM PDT
"Two days into the new year, I was counting down the seconds until I pulled up at school. I spent 3 weeks locked up with no phone, no internet, and no one to tell my secret to. I got out of the car and as I rounded the corner expecting to see him, I froze. I felt my stomach drop, which I was sure had nothing to do with the baby I was secretly carrying. I looked around pleading for someone to tell me it wasn't true, but the candles, pictures, tears and RIP signs said it all. Ryan was dead.
3/25/2010 2:11 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I broke my resolution. I'd told myself under no circumstance would I call Gabe. No matter how many text messages he sent, or voicemails he left, I was through with him. I would not remember the time we'd spent together over Winter Break and how I'd felt such a connection to him. No, I was only going to remember how I'd seen him on New Year's Eve, kissing Jill Matthews. And how it broke my heart.
3/25/2010 12:36 AM PDT
Two days into the new year, and I had already broken my resolution. Putting the cigarette between my lips I pulled the smoke deep into my lungs and held it there for a moment before exhaling it out. God it was cold standing outside the club. I watched the people in line all hoping to get in the hottest night spot in the city.
3/24/2010 11:20 PM PDT
was wondering if I should keep my job. Sure I had it, but it pays very good, but then on the other hand there is something so much more importand for me to do, so much more, well, different, but maybe worth it.
3/24/2010 2:58 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I find myself all alone. If you would have asked me a week ago that I would have no family, a job, or sense of self then I would have told you you were crazy. Two days ago everything changed for me. What was meant to be a day of celebration became my worst night mare. Why did you do it? You seemed in good spirits. All of us were joking and laughing together without a care in the world. I blame myself for not seeing that behind the smiles you were miserable. Yet I blame you for leaving me to be alone. Why didn't you kill me to? Was it worth it?
3/24/2010 2:28 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I jumped a plane to Detroit, determined to forget about Sylvia and her plans for me at the firm. In my haste to escape corporate success, I had completely forgotten a) the horrible flight congestion right after the holidays, b) I hate Michigan winters, and c) I was moving to the hardest-hit recession state in the union. Mostly, though, I just wished I had been a little more picky about my seat on the plane. Seat A and Seat C looked like Bill and Ted minus the excellent adventure.
3/24/2010 2:33 AM PDT
<p>Two days into the new year, I realised that world domination wasn't such a great idea. Sure, Herbert George Wells had been correct in his assumption that a genius such as I could produce a placid population. The years I spent on researching miocondrial DNA and analysing geneological patterning. Then, the triumph of travelling back to the dawn of time and eliminating those people whose offspring evolved into the aggresive, inarticulate stinking mess of humanity who currrently polluted the world. After all that how, in God's name did I become one of the Eloi? Oh no here come the Morlocks.<br mce_bogus="1"></p>
3/24/2010 12:17 AM PDT
Two days into the new year, I'm standing by the hosiptal wondering what the year will bring it can not be, any worse than the last 2 days. My news years wish was that my husband still be alive when i return to the hospital as i drive away at 12.05am on new years day.
I have had a whirl wind 24 hours, we were sitting in bed having a chat about the day and the party to bring in the new year. Then my world was gone he just froze half way through his sentence and then had a fit and stopped breathing there was froth coming out of his mouth it was i just can not even discribe the feeling or emotions..
I call for help it came after what seemed like for ever. I dont mouth to mouth hopping it would work, and yelling at him not to give up.
The ambo's are here they have put him on the diffibulator,and bought him back he is talking i can here it from the kitchen , i couldn't bear to watch. My legs are like jelly, they say it time to take him to hospital.
I go to the car the dam thing will not start, my friend next door drives my up.
I think he has had a heart attack and the worts is over.
I get to the hospital and the doctor say he has a bleed on the brain we will fly him to melbourne but we dont think he will make it, it is time to tell the family to say good bye.
I feel sick the room is getting smaller i just want to run, i look at the clock it is not even lunch time yet.
I keep living the last days in my head as i stand there looking out the window. At least he is still alive even if by machine at the moment we dont no what is yet to come.
Still got 363 days to go what a great year this is going to be.
I have had a whirl wind 24 hours, we were sitting in bed having a chat about the day and the party to bring in the new year. Then my world was gone he just froze half way through his sentence and then had a fit and stopped breathing there was froth coming out of his mouth it was i just can not even discribe the feeling or emotions..
I call for help it came after what seemed like for ever. I dont mouth to mouth hopping it would work, and yelling at him not to give up.
The ambo's are here they have put him on the diffibulator,and bought him back he is talking i can here it from the kitchen , i couldn't bear to watch. My legs are like jelly, they say it time to take him to hospital.
I go to the car the dam thing will not start, my friend next door drives my up.
I think he has had a heart attack and the worts is over.
I get to the hospital and the doctor say he has a bleed on the brain we will fly him to melbourne but we dont think he will make it, it is time to tell the family to say good bye.
I feel sick the room is getting smaller i just want to run, i look at the clock it is not even lunch time yet.
I keep living the last days in my head as i stand there looking out the window. At least he is still alive even if by machine at the moment we dont no what is yet to come.
Still got 363 days to go what a great year this is going to be.
3/23/2010 7:56 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I belly flopped off the Pakocha Bridge while clutching Grandma's golden four-leaf-clover. I figured with the charm, nothing could go wrong. The jump would've been perfect had a monstrous wave not ripped the lucky-piece out of my kid-sized hand. But it did, and I'm writing my will before Mom kills me. I'll give my autographed baseball to my best friend Slater, even though he's never heard of Lou Brock. My brother can have my socks... after gym class. Good bye world. Sniff.
3/23/2010 5:14 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I stopped eating. It seemed the only natural way to progress. If the world was ready to give up on me, I would just as soon give up on it. While people around me stuffed themselves into gyms and paid absurd amounts for organic milk, I chose a more passive route, preferring a path of complete depravity. And like a toddler holding its breath, I played the game of who would cave first.
3/23/2010 2:38 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I am severely hung over, I just found out that my wife is having an affair, and I'm two weeks away from turning the presidency over to a new man. Even though the whole country begged me to stay, the only thing that I'm happy about now is that I decided not to run for a second term. I need to get away, but when the news breaks, I will be the furthest man from seclusion on the face of the planet. FML - POTUS Journal Entry for January 2nd
3/23/2010 2:08 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I stared at the reflection gazing back at me. Some how it had changed, aged just as the mirror had rust spots around the rims, my face had wrinkles around the eyes. Once considered laugh lines...now just lines of age and boredom. At one time they were eyes bright with youth, vitality, and eagerness. Now they held a glazed over sadness that betrayed the loneliness of a wasted life.
3/23/2010 1:49 PM PDT
Two days into the year, I get my new schedule, begin to make new friends and get my locker checked out to me. I am always lost on the second day of school all the way through the second week of sschool. The bulk of my friends are usually checking in late (they always do nomatter how important that day is) even if their family drives them to and from. All though i may be very different from others; I share many of the year begining tactics that others do.
3/23/2010 1:16 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I remembered what my resolutions were years ago. They had not changed much as time had passed...to find the truth. As a young girl, I knew the pain had to stop sometime. As a woman, I am wondering when that will happen....
Possum's are ugly creatures that venture out in the dark night and scurry around homes, trash cans and back alleys. I have always felt a strange connection to them. Why would a person ever have a connection with a ugly Possum'? It all started at the ripe age of 13. I lay awake in my dark, musty, room. I could hear the sounds of my parents having another one of their "druggie" parties. The muffled sounds of Grand Funk Railroads "I'm Your Captain" was playing in the background. The laughter, and smoke filled the small trailer. I had this strange feeling that someone was watching me, and then, it happened. I turned my head to the right, in the direction of a sound that seemed unfamiliar. Staring into my eyes, and climbing up into my bed, was a big, fat, opossum! I screamed a shrieking high pitch wail, and prayed to God to survive this attack! The possum' screamed back at me...and that started my lifetime connection with this animal. In my true story, you will find the relevance of how possum's always end up in my bed! It all began pretty much the day I was brought home from the hospital after birth. My sister was just fourteen months old. With a swift swoop of her arms, she picked me up off of the large queen bed that belonged to my "Nanny" and almost immediately, dropped me on my head! That was the beginning of many bumps and bruises that would encase my heart, body and soul.
Possum's are ugly creatures that venture out in the dark night and scurry around homes, trash cans and back alleys. I have always felt a strange connection to them. Why would a person ever have a connection with a ugly Possum'? It all started at the ripe age of 13. I lay awake in my dark, musty, room. I could hear the sounds of my parents having another one of their "druggie" parties. The muffled sounds of Grand Funk Railroads "I'm Your Captain" was playing in the background. The laughter, and smoke filled the small trailer. I had this strange feeling that someone was watching me, and then, it happened. I turned my head to the right, in the direction of a sound that seemed unfamiliar. Staring into my eyes, and climbing up into my bed, was a big, fat, opossum! I screamed a shrieking high pitch wail, and prayed to God to survive this attack! The possum' screamed back at me...and that started my lifetime connection with this animal. In my true story, you will find the relevance of how possum's always end up in my bed! It all began pretty much the day I was brought home from the hospital after birth. My sister was just fourteen months old. With a swift swoop of her arms, she picked me up off of the large queen bed that belonged to my "Nanny" and almost immediately, dropped me on my head! That was the beginning of many bumps and bruises that would encase my heart, body and soul.
3/23/2010 11:21 AM PDT
Two days into the new year, I stood with the phone cord dangling inbetween my fingers. It swayed back and forth reminding me of who was on the other end, "It really wasn't anyone's fault Mrs. Jones. Mrs. Jones are you there? " the officer's voice called out. It couldn't be true. In a matter of seconds, a truck sliding out of control, smashed into the side of my parents van causing it to roll several times. My three children and two nephews were in that car. All of them now dead.
3/23/2010 10:14 AM PDT
looks goooooooooooooooooooooooood x
3/22/2010 8:53 AM PDT
Wow, there seems to be an awful lot of abitrary low-rating going on in here. Anyone would think that there's a $10,000 prize for the winner or something.
3/22/2010 3:12 AM PDT
Two days into the new year, I was 17, pregnant, living with my sister and thinking I was in love with a boy who later murdered his family and killed himself. But that is jumping way ahead of my story. There is no shortage of stories in between that time. Baby adoption; peace rallies; beautiful guitar players; and some wonderful organic plants that made your head spin, but that was the point, right?
3/22/2010 1:56 AM PDT
Two days into the new year, I can't get me head straight. Me mind is a whirlwind. I can't get over the loss of me best friend. I miss England. Everything in Kenya is different. So many children in desperate situations. So many orphans hungry and sick yet cute, curious and eager to learn and help out. I'm working at a clinic feeding, cleaning and talking to them. I need to learn Swahili very soon as it is the dominant language out here.
3/22/2010 1:51 AM PDT
Two days into the new year, I was falling behind on all my resolutions. Not only had I missed at least one assignment, but other aspects of my life were lacking. I couldn't help it being on the run, but I still had the homework remembered; not that I'd made a start on it yet anyway. I blamed my brother for not listening, when I told him not to tell Gabrielle. He blamed the cyrokinesis, it probably was the cyrokinesis as well.
3/21/2010 8:48 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I saw an eagle die. It hit the ground, not eight feet in front of me. I thought about the timing and how it happened that I was there and not eight feet farther down the path. I stood in front of that icon that had pummeled the cement path in front of me like a doomed jetliner. I knew that this was something I deserved to see. But I kept walking. I thought I was different, but now I know I’m not. I wasn’t changed. I wasn’t changed at all.
3/21/2010 8:26 PM PDT
Two days into the new year I was walking down a dusty dirt road. I didn't quite know where I was going, and I didn't quite care. The events of the past, of that night, were shut away in the back of my mind. I had seen quite a few things during my wandering, but it had all been taken in through the glazed eyes of a dead man, or perhaps of someone in a deep sleep. Suddenly there was a shrill scream. I looked up, and what I saw I have never been able to describe to anyone since.
3/21/2010 4:59 PM PDT
For those of you who insist on giving poor ratings without granting the writer a reason I applaud you for your complete cowardice. Bravo!
3/21/2010 3:45 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I was in a different year. It didn't happen like most movies or shows where someone finds themself in a different time, and in fact, this wasn't even like I was traveling, except maybe through space. No, all that happened was that my surroundings kind of shifted while I walked, or I'd go through a door and suddenly inside the building it'd be a different time. I'd look out a window and...same deal. So needless to say, I'm a bit pissed off. I'm not the type to lose my cool or jump, but I've never been in an honest-to-God sci-fi flick before, either. But the Chief here seems to think I should get over it...
3/21/2010 3:07 PM PDT
two days into the new year I realized that the people that were caring for me were really immature and were first time parents. I looked up at them and noticed that they new nothing about personal space, I mean they were actually all in my face. Didn't they have any manners? I tried to teach them a few pointers, like when the one with the short curly hair and large nose peered into my face after keeping me up all night talking gooble de goop words, I really let loose on him. I made that loud noise, followed by a gush of sour milk which splashed all over him. He seemed startled and held me at arms length with a frightened look in his eyes. The other one, with long hair and a soft voice, took me from curley's hands and gently rocked me back to sleep. Now that one seems to know a little more about what I needed than curley did....besides, she smelt like milk and I liked that.
3/21/2010 11:33 AM PDT
Two days into the new years, I had forgotten about Eric. Since the day that he came over to tell me we were over, I had forbidden myself to see or talk to him. It was very strange that he hadn't tried to contact me, because he said we could keep in touch. On new years, I tried to contact him at his phone, but it turned out that his number no longer existed. Two days passed, and i decidedto go visit his house. I arrived and his mom was sitting on the porch. I walked up to her and asked her if i could talk to Eric. She started crying and said, "Eric isn't here anymore." at that point I fell to my knees, knowing that Eric was DEAD!!!!
3/21/2010 9:11 AM PDT
Two days into the new year, I knew murdering that kitten was a mistake. It never really left, you see. Kitties have this way of hanging on...deep inside the frontal lobe. I suppose it was the way I murdered the kitten that put it off so...I wouldn't like to be brutally covered in mud and baptised with a 30 lb. black dildo. It just seemed like the thing to do at the time. Did I learn a lesson from the whole ordeal? Frontal lobes are optional neuro-equipment.
3/21/2010 7:11 AM PDT
Two days into the new year, I was again at work. The thought of the old saying, ...what you are doing on the new year is what you will be doing for the rest of the year. Oh great another year of insaninity in the world of healthcare. Afraid to try something else, because health care has been my life for the last 35 years, and worried that the winds of change make my future frightening. Struggling with the love of my profession and the realities of the world I continue to go about my day at work.
3/20/2010 7:19 PM PDT
Hi, I'm really sorry too, I didn't really know what I was supposed to do. But I've rectified it and on the way, improved what I originally posted, so sorry again!
3/20/2010 2:24 PM PDT
Hi, I'm new to this website and did not notice the post a chapter feature. I assumed you commented as quite a few people had done. I've created a chapter now but there is no way for me to delete my previous comment. I should have read the instructions more carefully. Sorry.
3/20/2010 6:44 AM PDT
Two days into the new year, ti suddenly hit me. Not that it was a new year which symbolised change and improvement, but that even though it was a new year, nothing had improved for me. My housemates at university still treat me like dirt, my mum still has an amputated leg and my sister is still in Australia.
I guess there was a plus side though. I 11 days I was turning 19, another year closer to old age...wait, how's that good? Damnit!
I guess there was a plus side though. I 11 days I was turning 19, another year closer to old age...wait, how's that good? Damnit!
3/20/2010 3:43 AM PDT
Just wanted to say that I think this is a great idea. We need more of these. In fact, I might start creating one a month. Great exercise for the writer's mind, and that 100 word limit. Ouch.
3/20/2010 3:03 AM PDT
sorry post to the worng bit , lol still half asleep i think , lol forgive the mistake.
3/20/2010 3:02 AM PDT
Two days into the new year, i looked around the room, and despair filled my heart. No had changed. The inner family rows were still the same if not worst then ever. The damn scales had not move an intch so the last two days of denying ones sweet tooth craveings had been for nothing. Yet as i looked up at the moon thought the window that night i couldn;t fight the smile from my lips as my heart sliently sang it song the one that always pushs you to go on. Hope!
3/20/2010 2:12 AM PDT
Thank you so much for these awesome exercises! It's nice to stretch and flex the creativity muscles.
3/19/2010 10:49 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I had already hated myself for what had become of me. How could so much have changed? Two days ago I was still human... and now... i'm... well, technically dead and craving blood. Everything seemed so different so... new. The moon was pale white with a shimmer. The weather- thick filled with fog. The rain looked as is glitter was falling from the sky. And with what little snow we had yesterday, the ground seemed as if it was covered in diamonds. The lake - frozen in its beauty - was captivating and mesmerizing.
3/19/2010 9:14 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I saw the end of my life. She walked away from me, weaving through the throngs bustling across the faded zebra crossing. I was left behind, empty handed, choking on my pulse. An intrigue mingled with the perfume left in her wake; something I had never experienced prior. Sorrow sunk into my stomach, pulling me in towards me, away from her. Look away, I told myself. That was when the weight of the matter hit me. I had a chronic illness – and everybody in sight was my kindred spirit – and she was the cure.
3/19/2010 3:28 PM PDT
Lol, I was wondering the same thing to. :D
3/19/2010 6:11 AM PDT
I wounder if people realize you have to make a chapter to post for your paragraph and now type your paragraph in this box.
3/19/2010 12:53 AM PDT
Two days into the new year, I feel like it has been an eternity. As his hand slipped away from mine, and I watched him walk away, unaware of when he would return. The emptiness that lingered behind the boarding gate was overwhelming. There would be no hope, and no resolutions for the incoming year. Only the wish that one day he would return to hold my hand and warm my thoughts. I now see how time and space are so irrelevant. It is how we live every moment, and who we choose to let into our world that counts.
3/18/2010 11:01 PM PDT
Two seconds after submitting into this project and the 'anonymous' rater that lurks here votes (by the looks of it) that all these submissions only deserve one star. but did you know that you are not actually anonymous? I guess you already know that you are bitter. I hope Bnaslund reports you and an eye is kept on your habits. It is people like you that made that Page to Fame thing such a fiasco. You need ousted in my opinion. Sad sad person you must be.
3/18/2010 4:04 PM PDT
Two days into the new year I realized something was terribly wrong! That morning when i rolled to get out of the bed, the floor looked like I was staring down from the top of a sky scraper! As I paniced to figure out what was going on, my cat Oliver jumped on my bed; he was now the size of an elephant! As my body darted through the air, I closed my eyes and prayed it was just a dream. When i opened my eyes again, i found myself in the clothes hamper, still two inches tall!
3/18/2010 3:47 PM PDT
Tone/Voice:
Two days into the new year, and I am unemployed, broke and homeless. This morning I woke up in the storeroom of the Serendipity bar where I went to clebrate New Year's Eve with friends. Now no one knows me and someone else is living the of Sarah Mitchell.
Two days into the new year, and I am unemployed, broke and homeless. This morning I woke up in the storeroom of the Serendipity bar where I went to clebrate New Year's Eve with friends. Now no one knows me and someone else is living the of Sarah Mitchell.
3/18/2010 3:31 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I saw misery right in front of my eyes. People dieing being abused. Everything was going wrong. People are also saying the world is going to end in 2012. What is this world coming to!! Oh wait, the end of course.
3/18/2010 2:47 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I packed up my swim suit and headed for the beach with my friend Susan. We watched the water from the dock, which was high off the waves. I leaned over, amazed by a fish I saw. Susan warned me to stay back, but I ignored her. A little more... Before I know it, I'm plunging into the dark blue waves. I struggled for air. "Susan!" I gasped, remembering I couldn't swim. Don't let me end up like me dad.... I felt strong arms around me as he saved my life.
3/18/2010 11:24 AM PDT
i guess i outta type something.
*clears throght.* (ah-hem)
Two days into the new year, i died, came back to life, and died again because of high school.
*bows* Thank you for listening to my sad little tale. *gets yanked off the stage and beated to a pulp* lol. jokeing joking.
*clears throght.* (ah-hem)
Two days into the new year, i died, came back to life, and died again because of high school.
*bows* Thank you for listening to my sad little tale. *gets yanked off the stage and beated to a pulp* lol. jokeing joking.
3/18/2010 3:19 AM PDT
Two days into the new year, I saw death, destruction, and misery.
The world as we knew it was coming to an end; world leaders were all mysteriously assassinated, and a vicious pandemic already wiped off half of California's population, and was moving onto Arizona.
"Well, this is the apocalypse as we know it. What's next - zombies!?" my dad said sarcastically. The door bell rang.
"Can you get that, Katie? Just don't let any zombies in!" he said, chuckling at his joke.
I rolled my eyes, looked through the peep hole, and only one word escaped my lips.
"Shit."
The world as we knew it was coming to an end; world leaders were all mysteriously assassinated, and a vicious pandemic already wiped off half of California's population, and was moving onto Arizona.
"Well, this is the apocalypse as we know it. What's next - zombies!?" my dad said sarcastically. The door bell rang.
"Can you get that, Katie? Just don't let any zombies in!" he said, chuckling at his joke.
I rolled my eyes, looked through the peep hole, and only one word escaped my lips.
"Shit."
3/18/2010 3:02 AM PDT
Two days into the new year, I am excited, because, there are just so many reasons.
I will be moving into my new home, a few months to the world cup in South Africa, being a South African, and a proud African country hosting the 2010 World Cup for the first time, is an amazing start to this year.
Having a summer job is great too, I am looking forward to meeting people and earning an income. A lovely time of the year, for most Europeans.
This year holds many challenges, for everyone, be positive in life.
I will be moving into my new home, a few months to the world cup in South Africa, being a South African, and a proud African country hosting the 2010 World Cup for the first time, is an amazing start to this year.
Having a summer job is great too, I am looking forward to meeting people and earning an income. A lovely time of the year, for most Europeans.
This year holds many challenges, for everyone, be positive in life.
3/17/2010 6:08 PM PDT
"Two days into the new year?"
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Moe was no prince, but of all deadlines he'd ever given me for a complicated, multi-man job, this had to be the most ridiculous.
"Jesus, that gives us -- what, eight days?" I moaned. Moe just blinked back.
"Yeah, so?"
"Yeah, so? It's the Frick Collection, man. It's not a small-time heist. We haven't even cased the place."
"Brevity is the soul of art theft," Moe replied, handing me the schematics.
"Real cute, asshole." If I only had two weeks, I'd have to work fast.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Moe was no prince, but of all deadlines he'd ever given me for a complicated, multi-man job, this had to be the most ridiculous.
"Jesus, that gives us -- what, eight days?" I moaned. Moe just blinked back.
"Yeah, so?"
"Yeah, so? It's the Frick Collection, man. It's not a small-time heist. We haven't even cased the place."
"Brevity is the soul of art theft," Moe replied, handing me the schematics.
"Real cute, asshole." If I only had two weeks, I'd have to work fast.
3/17/2010 4:52 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I decided to go fishing. I had no idea that it would be the last day of my life. I mean, it started out normal enough. I took a shower, donned a bathing suit and a pair of shorts, ate a good breakfast and headed out. My friend was already at the pier waiting for me. Maybe today he would decide that we could be more than friends. Ah, who knows.
3/17/2010 4:00 PM PDT
Two days into the year, I shook my head and already in the headmasters office. it wasn't looking good for me. But in any case this situation is not my fault, did I set fire to the science rooms, well yes but did I didn't mean to, the lighter slipped out off my hand and on the the very flammable substance. while I watched the flame grow higher in amazement.
3/17/2010 12:04 PM PDT
Two days into the new year, I woke up in a Chinatown alley with an stray dog curled up beside me. At first, I thought I had blacked out from a cheap-champagne hangover. Then I realized my headache was coming from a knot on my head the size of an eight ball. And the only clue I had to my excellent New Year's adventure was currently biting at fleas on his tail.
3/17/2010 10:12 AM PDT
"Two days into the new year," I said, shaking my head. The sword given to me by the council only two days prior had already broken. "Oooh, a quest of utmost importance," I said, mimicking the council. "Here, take this finely crafted sword to aid you on your journey!" "Cheap piece of crap". I kicked the pommel, sending it careening into the rocky gorge below. Not only did I not know how to stop the Wizard's Plague, I now also had no weapon to stop it with.
3/16/2010 9:12 PM PDT
Two days into the new year our resident ethereal spirit informed me that she intended to leave. Although that meant that my relatives might decide to come and visit again, it seemed only courteous to ask if there was a problem. . . . and was it really all that important for the relatives to visit? I've never said that we have a ghost in the house; I leave that for other people to say. I did always feel a little silly when I'd go through the upstairs hall calling "Agnes.... Agnes... are you here?"
3/16/2010 1:44 PM PDT
"Two days into the new year, and I was already contemplating going back on my resolution. Attempting to challenge one's self to exceed their personal expecations, and defy the stereotypes and cliche's didn't seem as catastrophic when it's just a thought in your head. Especially when you've become so accustomed to your lifestyle. My lifestyle? Well, in my opinion, I was the rich and the famous, the glorified and justified deity that all others should respect and adore. To others, I was that dirty street rat mother's would scowl at and pull their kids closer in their protective embrace. Homeless."
3/16/2010 11:42 AM PDT
Two days into the new year, I watched as my nemesis, the person I hated the most at work was summarily eaten by a hoard of the walking dead. What had started as a normal day wound up being...well a not so normal day. I spent the rest of the day driving around, picking up my freinds and the various weapons that we have been stockpiling for a while, going into the markets and getting food before the lot of us headed for the house we had bought together in the mountains. Here we are safe. For now.
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