Hey guys! So I was going through my google docs and I found a lot of stories from younger me!252Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn9GZMb5n0q
So now we can cringe at them together. Yayyyyy!
I will be doing commentary as I inwardly die as I read this. Enjoy and feast on my dignity.
The first one is the shortest.
“I love you. Even though I should hate you I can’t bring myself to do it. I also love Jax and Clarissa. I love you all and when I go I don’t want to watch someone I love die...” Her voice starts to fade a bit
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Honestly- I have no idea where this was going to go. I didn't even know about it and when I tried to remember what I was going to write about I still didn't know so I gave up. Something about me is that I'm kinda into crime and murder and all that. Not in a weird way (Maybe??) but if you've seen my actual stories, Red Assassin, Little Red Bloody Hood, and I'm the Killer, you would probably have figured this out.252Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH3h7GvtLlZ
Onto the next story.
April 16, 2021
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It was a day like every other. It started out normal and it went on normal. I woke up, got dressed, went to school, and did my daily activities. And if I had one wish, I would wish that the day had ended normal. But it didn’t, it ended terribly. (Right on!)
I had just gotten home from school when it happened. A scream then a gunshot. It echoed through my ears as I run inside. I hear Ace barking and then him whining like he’d been kicked. I run to the room where I had heard my mom scream. Please be okay I wish to myself silently although I know she is not okay. (I was some serious 6th grader-) I almost skid past the door by how fast I was going. I fling it open and there on the ground was my mom with a halo of blood around her. (I think my dad dropped me on my head a few times)
“No,” I whisper as I rush to her side. “Mom?” I gently shake her. I watch as her eyelids flutter open and I hear her gasp from the pain. I refrain from hugging her because of the state she was in.
“Jun...iper” (I have better names now, don't worry)
“Don’t worry mom I’m taking you to the hospital, I’m going to call the police,”
“Juniper,” She says and I look at her.
“Yes, mom?” I watch as she takes her favorite bracelet off her wrist and hands it to me as she closes my hand into a fist around the bracelet.
“Take it,” She says into my ear “And run. Run and don’t look back. Take Ace with you and find you grandmother, she will tell you everything”
“But mom… grandma is in Indiana… That’s a long ways from here” But I never got an answer because she was already gone. I stand up on shaky legs and hear a crash downstairs. I suddenly remember that I never saw the murderer leave and a wave of panic engulfs me. (Again, hardcore 6th grader) I need to get out of here I think. I grab everything I would need as fast as I can. I grab a hat (I'm confused about this option. Not the best time to be worried about your hair), a water bottle a backpack to put everything in, a small first-aid kit, a change of clothes, some canned food, and my favorite stuffed animal which happens to be a koala. I slip on the bracelet and go downstairs to grab Ace and run.
I find Ace on the floor whimpering. I nudge him.
“C’mon Ace… we need to get out of here,” I tell the border collie. He shakily gets up.
“Good boy,” I coo “Good boy. Now let’s get out of here” Perks of being 16. I can drive, although I’m not that experienced. I pick him up with some difficulty and grabbed the car keys which were thankfully hanging on a hook near the door. With Ace, I run outside and jump into the car just as I hear footsteps coming near. I start the engine the second I hear shouting then I drive fast.252Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmtTUSVfkmI
A few hours later (That declined quickly)
I watch the road in front of me and I hear Ace snoring in the back. Lucky dog I think doesn’t have a care in the world. I feel a wave of nostalgia wash over me, wishing for the time my mom would sing me to sleep. And that’s when I realize, I will never hear her sing again as long as I live. I let the tears fall from my eyes. The road turns so blurry I have to pull over so I don’t crash.
I wipe my eyes multiple times but it just keeps getting worse so I let myself cry. I cry until my throat closes up and I have a headache. After that, I get a drink of water and I try to turn on the engine. It doesn’t turn back on and that’s when I start to panic.
“No no no no no no no,” I say, hitting the dashboard. This causes Ace to wake up and start barking. I rub the bridge of my nose and grab the backpack and open the door for Ace to jump out of.
“C’mon boy, we’re going to have to walk to rest of the way,” I sling the backpack over my shoulder and start walking. That’s when I hear shouting.
“That’s her!”
Oh no, I think and I start running and thank goodness Ace was well enough to run too. And like the loyal dog he is, he follows me, despite the gunshots. I feel one whoosh (WOOOOSH) past my ear and I feel anxiety explode from my chest. I ignore it and run faster. I run into a little town. (I'm great at explaining things) I weave through the people They can’t try and shoot me with all these witnesses or without accidentally shooting someone. Suddenly I slam into someone and I fall backward. Instinctively, thinking it’s one of the bad people, I cover my brown hair with my arms like if I were in an earthquake.
“Whoa,” Says a male voice “I’m not going to hurt you, here let me help you up,” I feel a hand grab my wrist and pull me up. I slowly open my eyes and look at who the hand is attached to. The male (I still do this. I still write 'male' instead of 'boy', 'man', or 'guy' a lot) looks about a year older than me with black hair, green eyes, and pale skin. Handsome I bet he has a girlfriend so I decided to get out of here before an angry chihuahua (Bakugou?) comes after me.252Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡukHgMNzrD4
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Annnnnnnnd that is it. Some of the things surprised me in the story like how well I could write back then despite some of the cringe. I also know I finished the story (It was for an essay and I got points off because she said that there was no transition for one part I don't remember) but I don't know where the second doc went. I just know that they find the grandma, give her the thing, she finds out the handsome dude doesn't have a girlfriend, and then they date. THE END.
There are still two stories after this. I'll put it in another draft because guess what?
We exceeded 3 minutes and went onto six. It's outrageous! (I don't know if you guys notices but all of my entries are 3 minutes.)
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