I always pull things from my brain for stories so here goes one I just thought up! LOL
Here is a little sneak peak that you might find on the back of the book LOL
Summer Smith and Danielle Johnson, 14 year old girls, were best friends since they were 3. They had everything in common. Whether it was their favorite color, or the boy they liked, it was the same. Some people thought they were twins by the looks of them, too. They never left each others side.
But when a terrible accident happens Summer finds herself trapped in a cold, dark winter. No one could make her smile anymore. No one would even bother talking to her. Until she meets and unexpected boy that she can't forget.
Told in Summer's point of veiw.
Preface: Lost
On that cool summer night, the first day after school got out, was the last day of my sane life. I sat on my swing outside my house planning out tomorrow's sleep over with Danielle. My mother came outside, crying.
"Mom?" I asked turning with shock in my voice. She beckoned me and I ran over to hug her. "What happened?" I asked, soon to find out something I'd rather die then hear...
First part! This is a sneak peak. Gotta think about the rest xD Please please please please write feedback for just this part so I know what to do lol
Chapter 1: Wake up
"Come on, Summer!" My mother called from down stairs. "Breakfast sweetie!"
I flipped over in my bed and faced the door and my side table. I fumbled around for my iPod and shoved the ear pieces into my head. Why should I have to get up? Why should I move? I thought as I looked at a picture of me and Danielle sharing an ice cream during school 5 months ago. We got out of school a month ago. Her car crashed into a tree when her father passed out at the wheel, a month ago. She died a month ago. I stopped living a month ago.
The tears slowly welled up into my eyes. As this happened everytime I caught sight of that photo, my favorite photo, I ignored them. I simply turned on a random tune and burried my head into my pillow, gently sobbing.
Everyone probably thinks I'm a baby, or I'm weak. I do. I cried everyday. Wake up. Cry. Eat breakfast. Cry. And so on. My day never seemed to end. I rubbed my eyes and told myself to suck it up. Danielle is gone and she's never coming back. Which made me want to cry just a little longer.
I finally swung my legs over the bed and sat there finishing a new song. Then I got up, put my slippers on and walked to the bathroom. I stood there looking at myself. My long blonde hair. Little freckles splattered across my nose. My chubby nose but curvy cheeks. I hated it. I looked liked Danielle and this ripped me up. I could be pretty. If I cared. But I stopped caring about anything a while ago.
I brushed my hair once so it didn't look so much like an atomic bomb was hurled at it and more like a crows nest. Sighing, I walked down stairs in my sweat pants and tank top. My throat was dry from crying. My cheeks and eyes were red from sobbing. I knew everyone could tell I was crying, but they stopped caring, too, because I cried everyone morning. Why do I have to cry? I don't want to. I just want to move on and remember my best friend, not cry over her and hope that she never died and she could just come here to the sleep over we never got to have.
Sitting at the table I took the glass of water in front of my seat and washed my throat down. Everyone was silent. Ugh, why do they do this to me? Do they think I'm going to break down if they say something? Yeesh, I'm not going to kill myself. Take me off the Suicide Watch and stop waiting on my hand and foot! I can take care fo myself...
"What's for breakfast?" I said dryly.
"Waffles, dear. And some eggs. How do you want them?" She asked turning and smiling. I put my elbow on the table and my cheek in my hand.
"Uh, sunny side up is fine." I mumbled looking at the tan paint. I tapped my fingers on the table before getting up to get more water. My little sister, Jenna, my older sister, Rachel, and my older brother, Zach, all moved out of my way but still faced me. Do they think I'm radioactive, or something? Gee, I'm getting water, not a razor to slice my wrists open. I giggled to myself.
I slowly drank down the water then walked over to Jenna. She was only 5. She didn't know what was going on, just that I was different now. I picked her up even though she was heavy.
"Hey, Jenna." I said and sat down with her on my lap. Rachel and Zach looked stunned. I laughed to myself. "What's up girlfriend?" I asked. Jenna gave me a big hug and kissed my cheek "Nothing." She said in a happy and high pitched voice. I smiled at her.
We talked for a little and I bobbed her on my knee, until Mom came with breakfast. I picked her off my legs and set her on the chair. "Eat your breakfast, sweetie." I said and turned to Rachel and Zach. They were still stunned by me seeming happier and talking to them. I grinned and said "What?". Zach could of been a vampire by the looks of him. I laughed and took a bite of my waffle.
This felt weird. I didn't do this. I was a sad person. But I just laughed. The first one since... Danielle. Why ruin it? I don't have to be sad. But I am. I am crying inside right now. I cry inside everyday all day, as a matter of fact. I don't know what you call it, but I might have just woken up from my robot stages of this mourning thing. Maybe I'll get better.
I twirled my fork around and ate some eggs and toast. I looked up again and saw Rachel, Zach and now my mother were staring. I laughed again. Maybe its time to listen to that alarm clock. Wake up, Summer, wake up...
Here is a little sneak peak that you might find on the back of the book LOL
Summer Smith and Danielle Johnson, 14 year old girls, were best friends since they were 3. They had everything in common. Whether it was their favorite color, or the boy they liked, it was the same. Some people thought they were twins by the looks of them, too. They never left each others side.
But when a terrible accident happens Summer finds herself trapped in a cold, dark winter. No one could make her smile anymore. No one would even bother talking to her. Until she meets and unexpected boy that she can't forget.
Told in Summer's point of veiw.
Preface: Lost
On that cool summer night, the first day after school got out, was the last day of my sane life. I sat on my swing outside my house planning out tomorrow's sleep over with Danielle. My mother came outside, crying.
"Mom?" I asked turning with shock in my voice. She beckoned me and I ran over to hug her. "What happened?" I asked, soon to find out something I'd rather die then hear...
First part! This is a sneak peak. Gotta think about the rest xD Please please please please write feedback for just this part so I know what to do lol
Chapter 1: Wake up
"Come on, Summer!" My mother called from down stairs. "Breakfast sweetie!"
I flipped over in my bed and faced the door and my side table. I fumbled around for my iPod and shoved the ear pieces into my head. Why should I have to get up? Why should I move? I thought as I looked at a picture of me and Danielle sharing an ice cream during school 5 months ago. We got out of school a month ago. Her car crashed into a tree when her father passed out at the wheel, a month ago. She died a month ago. I stopped living a month ago.
The tears slowly welled up into my eyes. As this happened everytime I caught sight of that photo, my favorite photo, I ignored them. I simply turned on a random tune and burried my head into my pillow, gently sobbing.
Everyone probably thinks I'm a baby, or I'm weak. I do. I cried everyday. Wake up. Cry. Eat breakfast. Cry. And so on. My day never seemed to end. I rubbed my eyes and told myself to suck it up. Danielle is gone and she's never coming back. Which made me want to cry just a little longer.
I finally swung my legs over the bed and sat there finishing a new song. Then I got up, put my slippers on and walked to the bathroom. I stood there looking at myself. My long blonde hair. Little freckles splattered across my nose. My chubby nose but curvy cheeks. I hated it. I looked liked Danielle and this ripped me up. I could be pretty. If I cared. But I stopped caring about anything a while ago.
I brushed my hair once so it didn't look so much like an atomic bomb was hurled at it and more like a crows nest. Sighing, I walked down stairs in my sweat pants and tank top. My throat was dry from crying. My cheeks and eyes were red from sobbing. I knew everyone could tell I was crying, but they stopped caring, too, because I cried everyone morning. Why do I have to cry? I don't want to. I just want to move on and remember my best friend, not cry over her and hope that she never died and she could just come here to the sleep over we never got to have.
Sitting at the table I took the glass of water in front of my seat and washed my throat down. Everyone was silent. Ugh, why do they do this to me? Do they think I'm going to break down if they say something? Yeesh, I'm not going to kill myself. Take me off the Suicide Watch and stop waiting on my hand and foot! I can take care fo myself...
"What's for breakfast?" I said dryly.
"Waffles, dear. And some eggs. How do you want them?" She asked turning and smiling. I put my elbow on the table and my cheek in my hand.
"Uh, sunny side up is fine." I mumbled looking at the tan paint. I tapped my fingers on the table before getting up to get more water. My little sister, Jenna, my older sister, Rachel, and my older brother, Zach, all moved out of my way but still faced me. Do they think I'm radioactive, or something? Gee, I'm getting water, not a razor to slice my wrists open. I giggled to myself.
I slowly drank down the water then walked over to Jenna. She was only 5. She didn't know what was going on, just that I was different now. I picked her up even though she was heavy.
"Hey, Jenna." I said and sat down with her on my lap. Rachel and Zach looked stunned. I laughed to myself. "What's up girlfriend?" I asked. Jenna gave me a big hug and kissed my cheek "Nothing." She said in a happy and high pitched voice. I smiled at her.
We talked for a little and I bobbed her on my knee, until Mom came with breakfast. I picked her off my legs and set her on the chair. "Eat your breakfast, sweetie." I said and turned to Rachel and Zach. They were still stunned by me seeming happier and talking to them. I grinned and said "What?". Zach could of been a vampire by the looks of him. I laughed and took a bite of my waffle.
This felt weird. I didn't do this. I was a sad person. But I just laughed. The first one since... Danielle. Why ruin it? I don't have to be sad. But I am. I am crying inside right now. I cry inside everyday all day, as a matter of fact. I don't know what you call it, but I might have just woken up from my robot stages of this mourning thing. Maybe I'll get better.
I twirled my fork around and ate some eggs and toast. I looked up again and saw Rachel, Zach and now my mother were staring. I laughed again. Maybe its time to listen to that alarm clock. Wake up, Summer, wake up...
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