a mud duck and a love struck chicken. the chicken watches the duck from a far. the duck eventually sees the akward chicken admiring it from across a “lake” back at the chicken. music plays and magic is made!!!

my story is about a high school couple… the rest is a secret…. mostly because i dont feel like typing it down…. that is the general idea of the story, it doesnt sound interesting, but the details and diolage is good…  i cant spell… i dont care….

all the time left at school feels waisted, every morning gets harder and harder to wake up for, the more you think about the future the more the past fades away, the more you think about the future the farther it is from getting to. there are two points in time that you are a senior and both are the end of something, whether it be the end of your high school career or the end of your life career. I wonder if there is an inbetween, i havent really witnessed one, i always have felt that i am ruching towards something that is never visable. maybe its just me… maybe someone who decided to read this understands… but do we really know anything for sure except that someday we will no longer be wondering lifes great mysteries… ???

For my new story my ideas include…. well nothing yet, it will come to me when it is time. Sometimes I have ideas that I can run with, but there ofcorse times that I can’t think of anything to save my life. So, heres hoping that i will get a good idea that is worth five pages… and maybe even more, if I work it right.

I could write a love story, I’m good at that, I really couldn’t tell you why, its just my thing i guess. I can write about army life, and the love between the army family. But, ofcorse, how many stories can you really get out of one idea? May be I could write about my life, but in another persons eyes, I know what it was like for me to be pulled away from my only happieness and made to indure the awekwardness that is my life here, if you can really call it a life. Thinking about it now it wouldn’t be a really good story, there wouldn’t be much to it. But I guess that is what a five page story intails.

I loved reading this short story. I felt like I was watching her age as she fell, but I wish it was longer, personaly I enjoy an interesting story that has more story behind it and well…. in front of it too. If I had to sumarize the story it would say something like:

The Falling Girl is a story about a girl falling through life, told as she is falling from a building. She starts out at the age of 19 and ends with death. The spectators in the  building are partying and having fun in the night life, she feels infiorior to these people, but they find her interesting. They invite her to their parties but she declines. when she gets to a certain point more girls start to fall from the top of the building, they fall much faster then she does and pass by her quickly. When she gets to the bottom of the building she passes by a window and a women and a man are having breakfast, the man shruggs her passing as if it were an everyday thing, and the women, after hearing the expanation, does the same and they continue with their morning.

Sad but it is a true consept. People fall through life without really enjoying it, and no one really cares if they dont know you.