06-12-2012, 02:42 AM
So looking around I noticed there were a lot of threads dedicated to the beautiful world of art. I could, for the life of me, find a writing thread though. So instead of muddling up the books thread, let this topic explore the wonderful world of written imagination. Where you can post looking for feedback, or just to get something off your mind.
I'll start...
Prologue
The day Ivan was born, was the happiest day for his parents life. His mom Haylie and his father Steven had been trying for years to have a child, and it was a miracle when she became pregnant. Steven had just returned from his deployment in Central Asia. He was headed home from the airport to see his new born son. On his way, he was in a rollover car accident...... His mom held his close, happy tears in her eyes. Haylie looked at her mom, "Is he coming?" "yes. He is on his way now." Her mother said smiling. Shortly after they had taken the baby to the nursery, the doctor was pulled out of the room. A nurse whispered something into his ear, and his faced changed. He came slowly back into the room and knelt down next to the Haylie. He said softly.. "I don't mean to be the bearer of bad news... but I just got news that your husband wont be able to make it.. He was in a fatal car accident.. I'm sorry for your loss.. I'm sure he would of been proud of you and your new baby boy. If you need me, just buzz the button on your bed." He got up slowly and rubbed her shoulder. Her eyes swelled up as her mother hugged her tightly. They both wept.
Hours went by and she was let loose from the hospital with Ivan. She stayed at her parents house till she felt like she was ok to go back home with Ivan. She struggled with the loss of her husband. She would cry every night, and would feel like she couldn't live without him. Ivan looked just like his father.. She would hug Ivan with all her love.. and she loved him with everything.. but it just couldn't fill the void that Steven had brought her. Time went by, and she stopped going to work, then she stopped talking to people, and by the end of the first month of Ivan's life she was looking at her medicine cabinet with intent. She grabbed everything she could, and killed herself. Ivan cried for his mother, but no response. His cry echoed through the empty home...
Haylie was found a day later, and her parents took Ivan home. They raised him and put him in a private school. They never told him of his past, and they never knew if they would. Ivan thought his grandparents were his real parents. He knew nothing of his real family. His grandparents had hidden all photos of Haylie, just so he would never have to ask about them.
Chapter 1
Ivan looked into the mirror. His roommate walked around in boxers, half asleep with a toothbrush in his mouth. Ivan took his comb and styled his hair, just before turning to his roommate. "Hey, you know class is in 10 minutes..." he said. His roommate looked at him and turned back to the TV where he was now sitting. Ivan laughed to himself and grabbed his book bag. He headed out to his first class of the day, Psychology.
Kira is hunched over her computer, having stayed up all night again writing stories about nothing. Her roommate pushes her on to the ground, "You fell asleep again you cunt! God and you were blasting that horrible techno music again. Ugh, can't wait to graduate and leave your sorry ass behind." Kira grumbles, but keeps her tongue. She picks herself up and searches for a clean bra to wear. She hurriedly throws off Ivan's stolen shirt, and gets dressed. Picking up her backpack, Kira covers her ears with headphones and jogs off to class.
Ivan made his way to his class. He spotted Kira and grinned at the fact she always has those headphones in. They had different classes in the morning, but their second class was together. He always wondered about her, yea they had been friends for years.. but he always felt he could never fully know her. Immersed in her music, Kira takes a moment or 2 to notice Ivan leaning against the wall next to her. She casts a surprise glance at him, and then gives him a big hug. "I was afraid I'd miss you before class. You have to stop being so late" She says with a giggle before releasing him from her grip. He smiled at her. "I'm not the one late, you are always the sleepy one in the morning." He gave her a teasing nudge just as bell rang for first class."And yet I was the one waiting in front of your class!" She says teasingly. "Speaking of which, I better run before I'm the late one." Kira kisses Ivan on the cheek and sprints off to class.
Ivan touches his cheek and blushes lightly. He had always had a small crush on her, but they have been friends since forever and it would be weird. He laughed to himself and opened the door to his class. He took his seat and opened up his books. Kira is asleep on the desk when the bell rings. She looks up startled to see her professor leaning over her, " Kira, love, you can't keep doing this. I don't want to see you fail." Kira looks down in disappointment, "I'm sorry sir." "It's alright. Just please don't fall asleep tomorrow. Now hurry along before your next class starts." "Yes sir Mr. Fresner, sir." Mr. Fresner hands Kira back her headphones as she collects her books. She rushes out the door, and off to her favourite period, history.
I'll start...
Prologue
The day Ivan was born, was the happiest day for his parents life. His mom Haylie and his father Steven had been trying for years to have a child, and it was a miracle when she became pregnant. Steven had just returned from his deployment in Central Asia. He was headed home from the airport to see his new born son. On his way, he was in a rollover car accident...... His mom held his close, happy tears in her eyes. Haylie looked at her mom, "Is he coming?" "yes. He is on his way now." Her mother said smiling. Shortly after they had taken the baby to the nursery, the doctor was pulled out of the room. A nurse whispered something into his ear, and his faced changed. He came slowly back into the room and knelt down next to the Haylie. He said softly.. "I don't mean to be the bearer of bad news... but I just got news that your husband wont be able to make it.. He was in a fatal car accident.. I'm sorry for your loss.. I'm sure he would of been proud of you and your new baby boy. If you need me, just buzz the button on your bed." He got up slowly and rubbed her shoulder. Her eyes swelled up as her mother hugged her tightly. They both wept.
Hours went by and she was let loose from the hospital with Ivan. She stayed at her parents house till she felt like she was ok to go back home with Ivan. She struggled with the loss of her husband. She would cry every night, and would feel like she couldn't live without him. Ivan looked just like his father.. She would hug Ivan with all her love.. and she loved him with everything.. but it just couldn't fill the void that Steven had brought her. Time went by, and she stopped going to work, then she stopped talking to people, and by the end of the first month of Ivan's life she was looking at her medicine cabinet with intent. She grabbed everything she could, and killed herself. Ivan cried for his mother, but no response. His cry echoed through the empty home...
Haylie was found a day later, and her parents took Ivan home. They raised him and put him in a private school. They never told him of his past, and they never knew if they would. Ivan thought his grandparents were his real parents. He knew nothing of his real family. His grandparents had hidden all photos of Haylie, just so he would never have to ask about them.
Chapter 1
Ivan looked into the mirror. His roommate walked around in boxers, half asleep with a toothbrush in his mouth. Ivan took his comb and styled his hair, just before turning to his roommate. "Hey, you know class is in 10 minutes..." he said. His roommate looked at him and turned back to the TV where he was now sitting. Ivan laughed to himself and grabbed his book bag. He headed out to his first class of the day, Psychology.
Kira is hunched over her computer, having stayed up all night again writing stories about nothing. Her roommate pushes her on to the ground, "You fell asleep again you cunt! God and you were blasting that horrible techno music again. Ugh, can't wait to graduate and leave your sorry ass behind." Kira grumbles, but keeps her tongue. She picks herself up and searches for a clean bra to wear. She hurriedly throws off Ivan's stolen shirt, and gets dressed. Picking up her backpack, Kira covers her ears with headphones and jogs off to class.
Ivan made his way to his class. He spotted Kira and grinned at the fact she always has those headphones in. They had different classes in the morning, but their second class was together. He always wondered about her, yea they had been friends for years.. but he always felt he could never fully know her. Immersed in her music, Kira takes a moment or 2 to notice Ivan leaning against the wall next to her. She casts a surprise glance at him, and then gives him a big hug. "I was afraid I'd miss you before class. You have to stop being so late" She says with a giggle before releasing him from her grip. He smiled at her. "I'm not the one late, you are always the sleepy one in the morning." He gave her a teasing nudge just as bell rang for first class."And yet I was the one waiting in front of your class!" She says teasingly. "Speaking of which, I better run before I'm the late one." Kira kisses Ivan on the cheek and sprints off to class.
Ivan touches his cheek and blushes lightly. He had always had a small crush on her, but they have been friends since forever and it would be weird. He laughed to himself and opened the door to his class. He took his seat and opened up his books. Kira is asleep on the desk when the bell rings. She looks up startled to see her professor leaning over her, " Kira, love, you can't keep doing this. I don't want to see you fail." Kira looks down in disappointment, "I'm sorry sir." "It's alright. Just please don't fall asleep tomorrow. Now hurry along before your next class starts." "Yes sir Mr. Fresner, sir." Mr. Fresner hands Kira back her headphones as she collects her books. She rushes out the door, and off to her favourite period, history.