Think of something. Think of something.
My eyes gets a little bit hurt after a millennium of staring at the monitor of the computer.
Chasing an idea in my mind on how to start the first chapter of the novel that i wright. But i chased none. I shut my eyes tightly as the pain surpasses and give out a sigh of heartache.
Harshly ,I pushed the keyboard table on it's place, like one doesn't even care.
Abruptly, I decline the swivel chair and looked at the ceiling. Looking at nowhere and seeing something that can't be clear.
My gaze forth upwards to the top of the built-in-armoire of the computer.
There on top it were two trophies, which with gusto, I received a two years ago. The one symbolizes my hardworking and dedication as a professional scriptwriter.
While the other portrays as me broadcasting on television a story which i authored.
Four years ago, I joined a script writing contest, and fortunately i won.
And it all starts from there.
The awards, the fame, and the opportunity of being the best scriptwriter.
And for the past six years, all went well, and many would likely ask me, Lorrelei Conrad myself, why hadn't I go as an artist or actress perhaps for in fact, i had physical features that most artist posses.
" I am too old for that" i often says.
I would be twenty three next month and i consider myself ancient to those teens who gains trends in the social networking sites and television.
Besides being in the limelight wasn't my cup of tea. And if i would talk about my career, then definitely, i can say I have handle all the reins and there's nothing i can wish for.
I was successful and celebrity in my own right. Everything is fine.
But not my romantic life.
A tear would want to fall. For the past three weeks, i coudn't think of a much more story to be made. The pressure of the split-up devastated me.
Actually, it was already a month when Alex and me broke up. Our relationship lasted for eleven months and stood firm. Alex was was one of the scriptwriters from a Channel ,and i met him there two years ago when i submitted a script.
It was already out of reach and too late when i realize that the exalt of my profession had created a gap for us both.
YOU ARE READING
If you could only stay with me.
Action" I want you. And i know you feel the same way too. Don't let that stupid frog come between us. " Barry said encouraging her to be tempt. _Lorrelei Conrad was a not so simple woman, who went back to her old hometown to heal her broken heart. But a...
