Edward:
as the door opened to the empty lot stretching fields,Edward scaled the steps after his kiss from Jenn.he walks for mere moments to entertain any watchers,and as the bus disappears miles away,he breaks into his stretching strides.with every length he passes with the rapid movement of his legs.a burst of heinous laughter breaks from his teeth before he closes them to bound towards his home.he just hopes Jenn didn't see him.
he doesn't know how to tell him he is a freak and doesn't plan on tell ing her until he's sure she loves him completly and whole.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Moving on ,I have a new story and later more so............
Now moving to more pressing matters.Let us return now to the story.I really hope you enjoy what is about to happen next.Only one of you truly dedicated readers can understand the unfolding of a multi-fashioned origami pattern this story is...........
The bus slowly halts at its first destination,Azriel's stop and his happiness emerges as he exits.He sprints away from the spot he leaped from the bus ,bonding through the forest as if the air was none existent.With each bond he unbuttons a piece of his uniform and with every stride,He feels more and more like his true self.After his final stride he throws his shirt into his bag and grabs his bag off his shoulders and launches himself into the closest tree.He scales it without any problem,almost giggling as he climbs the bark with ease.As he reaches the top, he throws himself off and laughs as he plummets to the ground.At the last moment ,he spreads his wings and catches himself in his moment of Ecstasy......
Edward side later tonight..........
The bus slowly halts at its first destination,Azriel's stop and his happiness emerges as he exits.He sprints away from the spot he leaped from the bus ,bonding through the forest as if the air was none existent.With each bond he unbuttons a piece of his uniform and with every stride,He feels more and more like his true self.After his final stride he throws his shirt into his bag and grabs his bag off his shoulders and launches himself into the closest tree.He scales it without any problem,almost giggling as he climbs the bark with ease.As he reaches the top, he throws himself off and laughs as he plummets to the ground.At the last moment ,he spreads his wings and catches himself in his moment of Ecstasy......
Edward side later tonight..........
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Watching the characters plot out their own lives,I watch in amazement of how wrong they truely are.........
Gladiators A.D.
Chapter 1:”Across the stars lie my secrets ,I just hope they go unnoticed”
“What did the teacher say about mid-points and distances…..aww to hell with it .I know I’m failing geometry anyways.” Edward implied after several minutes of stammering over his “F” on his geometry final. ”Babe don’t worry bout it, you can just take it next year. It perfectly fine. Or you could take it over summer while Azriel and I take art and then we could all hang out again?” Jen offered as Azriel just stared toward the skies dreaming of his chance to draw later.
“Hey man, why are you just sitting there? You haven’t said a word since we’ve left the school. Are you ok?” Edward says to his best friend, hoping to get a rouse out of him. ”We’re still hitting the paintball course this weekend right?” Waiting moments before an answer, he drifted back to earth after his daydream.” Of course man. We never miss a chance to shoot each other.” He smiles back at his best friend for moments before returning to his daydream of flying in the clouds and leaving this pitiful town for good…..
You see I’m called The Controller. I know just about everything going on in the world from my happy little seat. I even ,occasionally, see the future. Like I know right now that there at lest 83 of you sitting on your desk chair on class and your teacher is on his way over to you to ask you about your homework and at least half of you are going to lie your way out of the assignment. And a nicer group of you are reading this on the buss, possibly getting messed with for reading on the bus. And at least 20 of you sitting on either your bed or the couch reading this story of desperation, excitement, betrayal, and even death.
You see we aren’t that different. I used to be the same way. watching my live(along wit others)pass right by me without even a second glance. Reading books and wishing I could be one of the characters and just whisk myself away with some dramatic plot summary of my life available for someone ,like yourselves, to pick up and wish you were myself. But I learned after a while. That maybe, just maybe, I could take the hidden characters of the world and round them up to create my own real life story? Why cant I create a story since one cannot be written about myself for you to disappear in? Could you understand my underlining plot of wanting just simply a story? Could you see the mephistolific character I could play and portray so perfectly from reading the comics and novels of the times?
To simply watch the undertow of characters trample themselves to enter my story and battle their way to the top for the key character of my magnificent novel? I can watch it vividly and never get tired of watching it.
But with every story as you know there has to be the following: hidden romance, death among friends, secret alliances and plans, and maybe even a few dramatic sections of toil and a want to be noticed. For any novel to be perfect those are the key ingredients. The few underlining stories that you would have fun trying to figure out on your own. ha-ha what a great time it will be to watch you read in amazement of the story as it unfolds almost completely before your eyes. If you would want to understand the truth, let me tell you. Our characters above, will not last very long where they are going to be at during their summer…………..
Chapter 1:”Across the stars lie my secrets ,I just hope they go unnoticed”
“What did the teacher say about mid-points and distances…..aww to hell with it .I know I’m failing geometry anyways.” Edward implied after several minutes of stammering over his “F” on his geometry final. ”Babe don’t worry bout it, you can just take it next year. It perfectly fine. Or you could take it over summer while Azriel and I take art and then we could all hang out again?” Jen offered as Azriel just stared toward the skies dreaming of his chance to draw later.
“Hey man, why are you just sitting there? You haven’t said a word since we’ve left the school. Are you ok?” Edward says to his best friend, hoping to get a rouse out of him. ”We’re still hitting the paintball course this weekend right?” Waiting moments before an answer, he drifted back to earth after his daydream.” Of course man. We never miss a chance to shoot each other.” He smiles back at his best friend for moments before returning to his daydream of flying in the clouds and leaving this pitiful town for good…..
You see I’m called The Controller. I know just about everything going on in the world from my happy little seat. I even ,occasionally, see the future. Like I know right now that there at lest 83 of you sitting on your desk chair on class and your teacher is on his way over to you to ask you about your homework and at least half of you are going to lie your way out of the assignment. And a nicer group of you are reading this on the buss, possibly getting messed with for reading on the bus. And at least 20 of you sitting on either your bed or the couch reading this story of desperation, excitement, betrayal, and even death.
You see we aren’t that different. I used to be the same way. watching my live(along wit others)pass right by me without even a second glance. Reading books and wishing I could be one of the characters and just whisk myself away with some dramatic plot summary of my life available for someone ,like yourselves, to pick up and wish you were myself. But I learned after a while. That maybe, just maybe, I could take the hidden characters of the world and round them up to create my own real life story? Why cant I create a story since one cannot be written about myself for you to disappear in? Could you understand my underlining plot of wanting just simply a story? Could you see the mephistolific character I could play and portray so perfectly from reading the comics and novels of the times?
To simply watch the undertow of characters trample themselves to enter my story and battle their way to the top for the key character of my magnificent novel? I can watch it vividly and never get tired of watching it.
But with every story as you know there has to be the following: hidden romance, death among friends, secret alliances and plans, and maybe even a few dramatic sections of toil and a want to be noticed. For any novel to be perfect those are the key ingredients. The few underlining stories that you would have fun trying to figure out on your own. ha-ha what a great time it will be to watch you read in amazement of the story as it unfolds almost completely before your eyes. If you would want to understand the truth, let me tell you. Our characters above, will not last very long where they are going to be at during their summer…………..
While i wait for the truth in your eyes,i notice the escaping tear answers all of my questions before your hand removes it........
Hey Everyone!!!!!!!! Welcome to another amazing story from myself.yes, I have another blog story that is just as great as the other so I think you should read this one as well as the others.Well other.lol.If your wondering what the hell I'm talking about ,here is the link to my other blog:willthefallenone.blogspot.com. Go ahead and get trapped in that vortex and jump to his one at the same time.
i hope you get as into these stories as you read them as i have writing them for you guys to enjoy.....
Will
i hope you get as into these stories as you read them as i have writing them for you guys to enjoy.....
Will
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