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posted by genyva
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Cold Toes

Prologue
June 30, 2004
11:45 Open Door Eating


It’s the worst hari in the world for a lunch date. I look like hell my light brown hair was frizzing like a poodle. Damn this humid summer, only in Texas the humidity 90% all the time. And this place is like a hut; all the hot air coming from the windows is blowing out the A/C. How is any one able to enjoy lunch when they are drinking the air?

I looked over to Ethan, who was making his way towards the table. We had been together so long in this little town. I Cinta it to death but I think its time to alih out. Greene, Texas has nothing to offer me in the medical field. Sure, the college has gotten me started but I want to be an oncologist, and its just not here. Both of my parents had cancer in there lifetime. I just wanted to help other people get through it.

“Hi Rachel, ” Ethan looked hansom, the humidity was gleaming off him. He lived here all his live, I, on the other hand, moved here my junior tahun in high school from San Francisco, California. It wasn’t just the way his perfectly tanned skin glistened in the humidity that made me fall for him, it was that dimple on his left cheek, the baby blue eyes with that messy black hair.

I stood to Ciuman my wonderful boyfriend, “Hello Ethan, how are you?” I never ask stupid soalan like this. The world has been trained to answer ‘good’ no matter what. Then again I always ask stupid soalan when I'm nervous. I have no idea what is going on today and I'm sweating like a pig before the slaughterhouse.

“I'm good, anda look beautiful.” He smiled, and took a slip of water. Ha! I look beautiful, this dress is much too tight and I'm bloated. Can he not see the swear marks under my arms. I wasn’t looking all that great.

All through lunch Ethan was anxious. What could be oh his mind? He looked down in his lap and at his Makanan when he would talk. He was debating telling me something. Oh God, I think he knows about Justin.

Justin was his best friend and 2 weeks lalu I accidentally slept with him. How do anda accidentally sleep with anda boyfriend’s best friend. We were at a party and I was drunk we had just got into a huge fight before. I left and went upstairs to a room and Justin was in there what was I suppose to do, talk about my feeling. I feel awful I want to tell him but its too much pain, I cant even thing about it.

“Ok I have to ask anda something,” he insisted. I don't think he knows. He wouldn’t be so calm. He would be much angrier. My hati, tengah-tengah began to pound when he reached over the meja, jadual and held my hand. He looked in to my eyes. I didn’t know what I looked like right now. Frighten, nervous, panicked, they were all jumbled across my face. I curved my lips up into a smile, “What is it.” I berkata moving a strand of hair behind my ear with my empty hand.

“I want to alih to Delaware with you,” he berkata breathing heavily. “I know anda applied there for medical school so I decided I want to go with anda I mean we just graduated college, and I don’t need anymore school, so there is no point in staying here.” He went on about what his parents think, but I stopped listening.

He knew about Delaware. I didn’t even tell him, I wasn’t even sure if I got accepted to Harp Medical School. I had been looking at schools in the area and I applied to Marlon’s and Harrington’s just outside of the Huston metropolitan area hoping we could stay close to home. He was really going to be there for me. He was going to follow me in my hope to becoming a doctor. I felt my eyes water up, I bit my bottom lip and mid sentence, I leaned over the meja, jadual and I kissed him. This was the sweetest thing any one has ever done for me.

“Wow I haven’t even gotten to the best part yet.” He mumbled as I sat back down. The best part, there was something better then this. What could be better following me wherever I decide to go? I lightly chucked and whipped the tear from my eye.

He stood up and kneeled beside me. Oh god no this was not happening “Rachel Brian, I Cinta anda with all my heart. I will do anything for you. anda are my life and I will follow anda wherever anda will go. Will anda merry me?” he held my ring, the ring I had dreamed of since I was a girl. A emas band with sliver trimming. All my life I hated diamonds and I have never worn any, he new that. New tears welled up in my hazels eyes.

Marriage. The word ran threw my ever fiber turning off all the responses in my body. I sat there in awe. Marriage. I had never thought of this before. I thought it would be an awful thing. My oldest sister had been married 3 time and she wasn’t even 45 yet, I'm 21, I still have my whole life ahead of me am I really ready for this. Marriage. The nerves in my head just couldn’t click to that word. It’s was a bad word. Marriage. I didn’t deserve to use this word. I cheated on him. Will this make it better? Marriage.

If I say yes then what, we stay here till the end of the summer and get married just before school. But if I say no then this will crush both of us. My brain is saying no and that I have so much ahead of me. I'm going to be a great doctor in 4 years why can I just wait. My hati, tengah-tengah is saying you’ve waited long enough. But you’re too young and you’re not ready.

I had been with him since freshmen tahun in college. Yeah, it took 4 years to get to this hari but I wasn’t ready for this. Do I say ‘not this tahun Ethan, try again in 06’ no I can’t this was it I had to say something now. For better atau worst. Richer unto poor. I do. I do Cinta anda so lets go make a public statement.

The color was draining out of his face “Rachel?” he berkata slightly blushing. I'm not ready I don't have my answer yet I need a minit to think.

I Lost all connection to my hati, tengah-tengah and brain, my lips took over instead. “Yes Ethan Ellison I would Cinta to merry you” relief took over his whole body as he placed the ring on my left hand.
My brain was screaming idiot and my hati, tengah-tengah berkata if anda must. I let out a big breath and hugged my fiancé.
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Here is a selection of true stories from around the world last week.
1.Price of the week.
James Bolton,who is unemployed,was very excited when he won first prize in a raffle last week.The prize was a weekend for two at a hotel in Bournemouth on the south coast of England.Unfortunately,he was less excited when he saw the name of the hotel.It was the hotel where he had worked as a porter the sebelumnya month.He had Lost his job there.

2.Mistake of the week
A 33-year-old Norwegian man came utama one night from the pub and got into katil seterusnya to his wife.The woman immediately woke up,screamed,and jumped...
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posted by 1-2vampire
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Tick, tick, tick
That sound, constant in my head,
A sound that haunts every mind,
A sound that brings fear,
A clock,
Ticking the saat of your life away,
Making life shorter and shorter with every tick,
Drawing death nearer and nearer,
But anda should not live in fear,
For life is too short for such a thing,
Some people waste these precious seconds,
Others treasure them, making sure that no tick is wasted,
The clock ticks on,
But as this sound is registered,
What do anda do?
Tick, tick, tick
Three lebih seconds, gone, like that,
Did anda use them well?
Live life,
For life is too short to spend these saat in hell.
His Melody
To quiet the tears
She sings him to sleep
When the morning has dawned
He can’t be roused from a rest so deep

She sings him to sleep
Night after night
And when he does not awaken
Her will to go on grows slight

She sits and waits while he’s away
She remembers his laugh and smile
Oh what a joy to see his joy
She lifts up a prayer “May I see him in a short while?”

She sits at the window and waits
The sun sets slowly behind the bukit
The others say hello but she doesn’t hear
She is waiting to make the tears still

The time has come she cannot wait
She sets out to see her boy
To stop the tears
To bring him joy

But the tears she stills are not his
They fall from her eyes
She sings his lullaby again tonight
As she kisses the stone and her son good bye
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posted by JellyPopper
The House I Cherish And Hate

~Chapter #1~


Marie and I Cinta to adventure. However this time we went overboard. I think this was our LAST adventure."Are we there yet!" Marie berkata impatiently. "Yep its right here!" I berkata exited. "You wanna um... walk in fist Marzia?" Marie asked. "Sure!" I berkata starting to rethink this whole abandon house thing. I walked in slowly and held the door open for Marie. "Are anda sure anda wanna do this?" Marie said. "Of course, we will. Trust me" I berkata trying to convince Marie not to leave. "Okay i'll look for Makanan and anda look for beds and stuff if we stay over night."...
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Dear record of my misfortune I was correct. Today I walked into class and saw a huge pile of letters on my desk. When I opened them I realized that it was hate mail. It was so stupid, people were getting angry at me for what I did to Jessica when it was her fault! They were saying things like : Die Emo jalang, perempuan jalang die, bitchy whore. That last komen doesn't even apply to me! I haven't even had my first Ciuman and they are saying this stuff to me! There was one letter that was bot mean even though I don't know who sent it. Inside it berkata Ros are red violets are blue I don't now why they hurt you, if anda want I'll tell them to can it, all because I Cinta anda Janet. I don't know who wrote anda Cinta poem rhyme thing but I Cinta anda too!
posted by jedigirl
The hari my life became lebih than reality was when I was seven.
2 months earlier, my mother had passed away due to reasons I never understood. All I knew was she was gone and Dad wouldn't talk about it.
I was sitting at my desk, watching the snow fall out the classroom window. The window started to frost over quickly. I turned back to the teacher, but she was frosting over too. I realized it was my vision frosting over. I rubbed my eyes to stop it, but it only made it worse. So I sat in my meja and let it take over.
I soon found myself in a field of dandelions and fireflies. I looked around...
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posted by Isabella_17
Is It True anda Lie?
Is It True anda Hate Me?
Is It True anda Want Him?
Is It True You're My Best Friend?
Is It True anda Enjoy Hurting Me?
Is It True anda Like Me Crying?
Is It True anda Talk Behind My Back?
Is It True anda Tell People Our Bussiness?
Is It True I Hurt You?
Is It True anda Back Stabbed Me?
Is It True anda Let Me Believe The Lies?
Is It True anda Let Me Call anda My True Bestfriend When anda Weren't?
Is It True.....?

This is A Poem Hope Yuh Enjoy It Btw Tell Me What Yuh Think And This Is Just About Me Gettin Hurt After Being Stupid Enough To Believe Her Lies She Wasnt A True Bestfriend
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Her eyes were api, kebakaran red,
as if they were
lit from anger.

I dont understand
why anda are
mad at me.

Why anda shoot
those harsh words
at me.

Aimed like bullets,
piercing my soul.
And It cant heal.

I never can dodge them.
The words hit me,
and I fall back.

My Friends ask me:
"What's wrong?"
"Can I help?"

But they cant help.
Because I dont understand,
why anda are mad.

Why do anda have to do
what anda do to me?
Why does it give anda
joy to harm me?
Why?
Why are people bullies?
Why dont my Friends take action?
Why cant anda tell me WHY?
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She stopped dead in her tracks. She was startled. Her voice was completely gone. Shockingly, she saw that the hooded silhouette in front of her wasn't her mother; she did not know who it was.
Slowly, as not to alarm the unwanted visitor, she reached out for her ballpoint pen and dug it as deep as she could into the neck of the intruder. The mess was horrific, blood all over her face as well as his clothes, but Emily stayed strong. She clumsily tumbled off her katil and ran as fast as she could downstairs to the phone.
She hastily pressed any buttons she could until she'd finally keyed in the number...
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posted by para-scence
"Cosette!" Echo shouted. We ran over to each other, and hugged. She nearly squeezed the life out of me, but I didn't care; I'd missed her so much.

"Echo! I'm so glad to see you!"

"Ahem," a voice said. Echo smiled and rolled her eyes, and took a step back. Asher smiled as he hugged me, and kissed my cheek. I laid my head on his chest.

"I missed anda too," I told him. He chuckled.

"Come on!" Echo berkata impatiently. "Let's go do something! Anything! I just don't want to deal with this mushy-teen-love crap." Asher and I rolled our eyes, but smiled. I told Grandma we were going to hang out.

"See you...
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I admit that I kind of slipped into a depression. I wasn't sure what to think about anything. I started to feel like I couldn't trust anyone. I wanted so bad to drink, and forget for at least a little while, but I couldn't when someone was always home.

That was the only bad thing about not being with Drew anymore; I rarely go the chance to drink. I started going into withdrawal as well. I couldn't keep control of my emotions, I felt like I was going insane sometimes. I had lebih stress related seizures, lebih than I usually do while on medication. I've had a lot of headaches, I've been sweating...
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posted by athena305
Streetlamps, houses, gates, remotes, books, CDs and televisions. Brothers. Pairs. Each has a twin. In this chaotic place of materials the world has come to be, everything has a brother. But brothers are family. And family is connected somehow; if not sejak blood, then sejak what?

Energy.

Look hard. At everything that has a brother. A line of energy casts a connection between the two. The energy, with its harsh glares and cold looks creates the strongest and most complex bonds. Strong because of their brotherhood. Complex because of its invisibility. For there is power in invisibility. Cold, cruel power. The power to be a persecutor with no chance of being a victim. The power to twist and squeeze but not feel the wrenching pain of your twists.

Now, anda ask, what is left? Cruel, invisible energy. For a cruel, invisible world.







This is my first time Penulisan in stream of consciousness. I know it's short but don't judge me too harshly.
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posted by twilight_23
This is a piece I wrote for an essay contest about a tahun ago. It's extremely short because they wanted us to keep it around 500 words, but I thought I would post it anyway. I Cinta comments! Hearing what other people have to say about my stories is probably my kegemaran part of writing, so don't be shy, tell me what anda think(: Also, if I made any mistkes (i.e. spelling, grammar, punctuation) please let me know so I can fix them, thanks:D


As I walk through the doors of my new high school, I see my best friend at the end of the long hallway. She's standing in front of her locker and she looks...
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please tell me what anda think.



I told her everything she was so excited that I hung out with lebih then one guy she hopped he would be the one for me after that I went to my room. I had my laptop on my dark blue desk. My katil was a black blanket with dark purple pillows only one thing in my room that wasn’t dark was the light blue curtains lacey got me when I was a baby. I wonder why my mom didn’t want me. “Kura!” lacey called. I went down stairs. “Yes?” I said. “why did anda get the ride with Evan?” she asked motherly. “Um lacey I got the ride with Evan because my truck broke”...
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Ok... so this is my first time, so komen but don't be bad;)Thanks Emmett4ever, Patrisha727, Just_bella, and everyone else for supporting me and liking my story.... This one is for you:D



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I couldn't stand to think that we had to be apart, he was everything to me. I live for him just like he lives for me...





I heard a sound behind me and I turned around slowly... I just stopped breathing, he was so beautiful and I was so lucky that he wanted me. He must...
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I was half asleep half awake lying on my stomach. I could feel Jason’s cold fingers slowly moving up and down my bare back. He was humming a lullaby but I didn’t know what it was.
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