Like I said this is going to be a bunch of random stuff I wrote last year. Some of them go together others don't. It just depends on what was going on. This is from my english class.
There he was.
Standing right in front of me.
Asking me if I knew where he could find a gurl named Cady.
I said that name over and over in my head.
That was my name.
I couldn't tell him.
I had no idea who he was.
Or what he wanted.
I just shrugged and he moved on.
I ran.
He noticed me running and followed.
At that point he realized I was the girl he was looking for.
He isn't going to stop chasing me until he gets me.
Who is this guy?
He had on normal everyday teenager clothes. Jeans that weren't too tight but had a few rips in them. Like mine. He wore vans. Red high top vans. Like mine. His hair as black as a midnight sky. Like mine.
I stop abruptly not thinking he was as close as he was.
When I stop.
He runs in to me.
We lay there for what felt like forever.
In reality it was only ten seconds at most.
I wanted to run.
I turn to try and run.
I couldn't run.
He had me.
Not Physically.
Mentally.
I couldn't move.
He wouldn't let go.
He did something to keep me in his grasp with out touching me.
He told me to follow him.
And with out question.
I did.
So the prompt for this passage was " Write a scene from a book you would want to read. Then read it aloud to the class. " I can tell you a lot of people hated me after this and kept asking more about it even though it's not the best it could be. They kept asking me to finish it. I did but that's for a different time.
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PoesíaSo last year I was going through some rough patches and started to write things down. It really helped me through a lot. Some of these passages are just plain dumb and goofy others get a little weird or sad. I am just going to put these out here bec...
