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How should I continue my story?

Jul 27, 2009 by Lucy | Posted in Books & Authors

i dont conscious what should happen next, or the real point of the story, i need ideas please.


Thank you










The crisp fall leaves ripped and crunched under Melanie’s feet while she quick walked her way home. It was getting late, probably around nine thirty. The street lights had flickered on and off several times before she even turned on Meguro Street, a sign that darkness had been found in Brissenvie, and for all the girls and boys to be inside their homes before night.
Melanie though, who had dialect mayhap been at her best friend Sasha’s house a little too late, was panicked and rushed to get home before her mother would remark. She was always showered and ready for bed at this time, and still wandering the dark roads of Brissenvie, Melanie knew, was not what her watch over would approve of.
The last street light had flickered and then turned into a bright flash, permanently staying on.
“Shit!” she mumbled to her herself picking up the stride. She turned onto the dirt road that leads to her small cabin shaped house. The front porch lights were on, and from a footage she could see her Sister Jana sitting outside reading. Melanie, who was now up to a light jog, glanced briefly into the spooky forests that surrounded her on either side. Whenever idol these woods, she was told never to look at them, not to think about them, or even acknowledge there presence. The stories of the Brissenvie forests are never to be told, but Melanie has never pooped one day not thinking about them, even when she knew she wasn’t supposed too.
Melanie caught herself and turned away from the eerie trees that stood gigantic at the edge of the dirt road. Never to think about them, she reminded herself, and continued to scamper through the darkness.
“There you are!” a decision shouted from behind her. Melanie whipped around in shock, to see a flash light blinding her eyes, and her mother’s mush creeping towards the light behind it. Her mother was still wearing her cooking apron, the one Melanie made for her in the first grade at Montez School for Beginner Witches.
“I’m abject mum,” Melanie began, catching her breath from shock, “I know I was supposed to be home, but-
“Oh no, don’t even get started with excuses Mel. You distinguish that being out here at night is dangerous.”
“Actually I don’t. No one ever tells me anything around here.” Melanie snapped back before her mother could finish her upbraid.
Her mother stood tall and put her hands on her hips. “There is no need for this back talk Melanie Liechman. I was on edge sick about you, anything could have happened. Brissenvie is not a nice place during the dark hours. No need for explanation.”
Melanie felt her relish turn into a knot of frustration. Her Strawberry blonde hair was falling out of her once pulled back pony shadow, her feet were sore from her brisk journey home, and dirt stung her eyes from storming down the dirt way, she was a mess.
“Now come on,” Her mother began, “no more time out here. Let’s get inside.”


***


That night, it had started to outpouring. Melanie had heard rumors about the storm coming earlier that day at school, but never thought they were true. There had never been a storm in Brissenvie. The weather was always exquisite and warm, with the occasional rainfall, but nothing worse then that. She laid flat on her back and listened to the rain falling on her thin roof above her premier. Money was tight in the Liechman family, and being kept up all night from the rain drops on the roof was something she was in use accustomed to to by now.
She turned on her side and looked at her alarm clock. It was just after two, and Melanie’s eyes were heavy and sore from being bestir oneself for so long, just laying in the darkness. But just as she was closing her eyes, there was a loud crash casing her window. She quickly sat up in bed and looked out her bedroom window, which was hard because it was covered in rain, leaves and scuttlebutt that were splashed on her window because of the storm.
Sliding on her fuzzy cat slippers, she made her way out her room and down the hallway trying not to perform as serve as any noise that would wake up her family. Once she reached the front door, that’s when she heard another crash, this time with a bright flash along with it.
“What are you doing up!?” a words whispered behind her. She turned around to find her sister Jana sitting at her kitchen table, still dressed from the night before and predilection over a cup of hot chocolate.
Melanie backed away from the door and sat down with her sister. “I could ask you the same question! It doesn’t even look like you have gone to bed yet.” She snapped back in a ostentatious whisper.
“Well, I heard the storm was coming today at school, so I figured there would be no point of going to sleep. I would reasonable lay there bored and tired, because of the stupid rain that would keep me up!” Jana replied, grasping her mug of hot chocolate and fetching a tiny sip.
Another loud crash rumbled the house, along with a few more flashes of light.
“Wha

Excerpt from my BOOK! CRITCISM WELCOMED! READ!?

Jul 27, 2009 by DREAMlikenotomorrow | Posted in Books & Authors

It was regretful. It was desperate. But it was inevitable, and it had to be done. Chloe had to speak to Giselle immediately. All there fights, cold glares, and hatred for one another had to end at this moment, because at this point, Chloe Snow needed studying help, and that was the only place she could get it from. School was over at 2:00, Giselle indubitably went out with Andy to “Starbucks”, or so Eva (their mother) believed, but Chloe knew safer. They were in Andy’s rather large red Mercedes doing things, things that don’t need to be mentioned. Chloe stood by the front door, impatiently waiting for Giselle to end her skank seating and boot it home. In hopes of passing time, she whipped out her pink zebra compact mirror and frowned at her study. Chloe has giant blue eyes that are considered “navy”, but the color down is so sharp and neon that words can’t really define it. Her hair is long and curly, she’s a brunette of track. Sultry. Rare. An extremely tan brunette with bright blue eyes, its an amazing combination that she takes for granted way to much. Her undoing? Her height, Chloe is 5’3, but hey the Olsen twins are 5’1 and 5’2 and that didn’t stop them from edifice a billion dollar empire. Suddenly the door bell pinged.
“Finally!” Chloe exclaimed in expectation. She pulled open the door, and was happy to find that Andy was not attached by Giselle’s extremely small hip, as trite.
“Hey babe!” Gisele exclaimed. Her perfect marshmallow white, never-needed braces teeth beamed at Chloe. Chloe frowned at her, what the abyss was up with her change of heart?

it's long but please read I need advice on a situation I am in with my uncles wife.?

Jul 27, 2009 by cmp87 | Posted in Marriage & Divorce

As stated I have lived with them for about three months now and i was looking at schools here to squire but since i moved here in May it was for the January school semester since it was to late to apply for Sept. Anyway during my first few weeks here i had talked to both my uncle and his helpmate and told them I was willing to pay rent. My uncle of course said no way but my aunt being practical was like well not accurately now but I will talk to you in the future as to what we should do about it and I said fine no problem come talk to me when you feel that i should. On sat I had overheard her and my uncle arguing about me and at this without surcease i was seriously considering a school i got wait listed for back home when my aunt told me my uncle wanted to talk to me face i knew there was a problem but when i went to talk to him he looked so upset and said he didn't really appetite to get into, so i knew my aunt had put him up to this so at that moment i decided i should go home and thus told him so. I said i would leave in a week or two. The next day while my Uncle was sleeping my aunt proceeded to verbally mug me saying i was being ridiculous I was a liar and then when i told her i was leaving to go home she said good. After this first argument i went for a wish walk as i was really upset and not sure what i had done to make her so mad at me. Upon returning home she said sit down i want to talk. she said i am pissed of at you, yesterday when we were flatmate's house to get your hair done that insulting remark you made about your uncle really pissed me off. Unsure of the remark i asked her what she meant and she proceeded to say that note about the chicken. For the record here is exactly what i said to this women. She asked do you like working at KFC and I said yes its not bad at all and my uncle likes the chicken whenever i realize it home. i don't know maybe i am clueless but i really don't understand how that can be seen as an insult when it was meant as light joke. after i apologized saying i did not significance to offend her which she didn't believe she then began a tirade on how I don't pay rent when as i mentioned before we had already discussed it and it was to my understanding that we came to the concord that when the time came she would come and ask me. i really don't understand. i am not home most nights until 11 as i work i eat out more then i eat at home and i clean the whole organization top to bottom everything so she and my uncle wont have to do anything but their laundry and feed themselves. can someone please tell me what i am missing here?

I don't want to go back to college!!!!!!!?

Jul 27, 2009 by sweetcandy | Posted in Higher Education (University +)

I have 19 days of summer left side and then i have to go back to college. Not that I don't like it there but i have to be there 2 weeks before school starts for my RA training so none of my friends will be there.

I am already starting to feel home sick. What can I do to turn over a complete myself feel better?

Could this be anger/hate?

Jul 27, 2009 by Jamie | Posted in Mental Health

First off- I am 27 years old and have end with my mom for almost a year due to financial reasons. I am able to live on my own but she cant. I want my own place so bad.

Almost every day- I feel like crying or throwing a prodigious hissy fit all the time- especially in the mornings after I wake up and while I’m getting ready for work. I dont experience like going to work, and just staying home and sleep all day.

I want to be alone and away from others, esp. my mom (who can really get on my nerves!) and I’m always reasoning that I may need some space or some time away from my boyfriend. (He can really get on my nerves as well.)
I wake up with an attitude that I dont requirement to go to work and I dont want to do anything except sleep and be alone in my bedroom.

I do take care of my appearance and work out regularly.
I am definatly not suicidal.
I am slight to everyone that I encounter.

Overall- I want want to be left alone.

I also feel like arguing with someone or telling them off or starting a row or even yelling. I also feel like taking a bat or something and beating a wall or something else with it, I also feel like throwing swill and breaking/destroying everything in my path. I dont know why that is.

I hate being around my mom because she can really depress the heck out of me (she has not had a job for over a year and is stressful to find a job- but is always complaining, being judgemental, asking me the same questions all the time about her recent weight loss, etc) I just longing to run away from her. I love her because she is my mom- but not as a person. I cant stand her as a person and want to be away from her all the time. I am happier when I am NOT around her.

My boyfriend can disappoint me. I love him- but he can get on my nerves sometimes. But not as much as my mom. He can sometimes confuse me too. I would much rather be with him than my mom. He says that he does not mean to confuse me or whatever, but I am happier with him than with my mom.

I have so much on my mind and I’m not largely happy with my life. I’m always questioning why things are the way they are in my life (i.e- things that have happened to me in the past, why I was teased/ bullied in school, why dont I have any friends, why dont I ever have any wherewithal?- etc)

I am trying to meet people- but for some reason, sometimes I back out of certain activities that I have originally planned to go to to meet others.

Please assist me with this. And please do not recommend any books to read or anything like that. I have already done that for I have had this problem for years and years.

Please help me.

Thanks!

What is wrong with my toe?

Jul 27, 2009 by KP | Posted in Injuries

After a goofy week in Montreal, I have returned to my home with countless bruises, blisters, bronchitis, a stuffy nose, a angered body and frankly, a swollen toe. I had the best time as you can see haha. Anyway, as a result of wearing high heels, my pinky toe has bulging up and I don't know what to do. I can't bend it and it only hurts if I put pressure on it. Any ideas? I am not able to seek my family doctor moral now as well because I go to school elsewhere from my actual hometown and won't be returning until the end of the week.

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