Wondering About The Bat

Wondering About The Bat

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Well, This is my first book. I am writing this because it is my home. Gotham city is where I reside, metaphorically. I have loved this character for as long as I can remember. I remember every day from ages 2 to 8, I would wear my favorite Halloween costume. I had one day at the age of 3, watched a movie, and the hero I had taken after in said costume had grabbed a man by the front of his shirt and said very angrily "that's not the answer I want." And I remember that day, I was at a Walgreens with my mother. She refused to buy me a piece of candy, and so I asked her to kneel down in front of me. She did, and in my costume that represented the hero in my still all time favorite animated movie, I said angrily, but ended up sounding very cute, "That's not the answer I want." My Mother laughed, and bought it for me because it was so cute. And to concoct my own story on him, I feel very accomplished and proud. So here it is, an angry brooding, action packed tale of a single man fighting the legions of villains and the criminal underworld. But not without a little help from another, whom he shares a spot in his heart for. I hope you enjoy.
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"Are you ever afraid of being alone?" I asked after a while. A question that had randomly popped into my mind. I wasn't expecting him to answer me, but he did. Jonah turned his face, but I didn't look back at him, I kept staring up at the skies. He turned back to the sky and took a breather before answering. "We're always going to be alone, Rose. Always. We'll be haunted by the darkness that is our own shadow, but in every shadow there's a light." He answered, as if the simplest thing in the world. I only stared at him with a dropped jaw. That was out of this world. Especially coming from Jonah. "When does it get better?" I mumbled. "It doesn't. But to go through it with someone makes it a whole lot easier." He turned back to face me. We stared at each other for a while. He'd always occasionally look down at my lips, and I'd do the same to him. I broke it off and looked back up at the sky. -=- New York City. The place of opportunities. But what shall Rose do when there's so many of them? Jonah, the seducer with a British accent, or Cameron, equally British but sweet. Her clock is ticking. She has one year to make up her mind until the exchange program takes back all their Brits and their New Yorkers return. And so the end-of-the-year party is the final strike. Either Rose chooses...or she doesn't. *WARNING* I began this book (my first book ever) when I was like 11 or 12 years old so the first chapters (idk how many) suck, not gonna lie. I had scrapped so many ideas (that I only really wrote a few chapters of) that when I was older enough to realize the story I had going so far sucked, I didn't want to scrap again, so I finished for that sake in a span of 3 years (and ended in 2014). All in all, not my greatest work, but read on if you wish. Text Copyright © droppedintoxic™ 2014

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