Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Promise (old story, newly edited)
“I doubt she’d even read this” I thought as I stared at the note I had finished writing. I though back as far as I could to when she first made her promised me. I was for sitting alone on the swing set at the orphanage looking down at the ground “ everyone always leaves no one ever keep their promises” I mumbled as a blond female social worker and her four year old daughter walked up to me; “what are you talking about Devin” she asked hearing me while her daughter picked up flowers.
“No one ever comes for me even though you said they would”
“I know someone will you’re a smart adorable ad wonderful child someone will want you” She replied
“I’m no one. Nobody is gonna care about me Vanessa. my parents didn’t”
I called the female social worker by her first name so she would know I was serious. “I do” the little girl said as she handed me the flowers she picked. “But that’s only for now” I replied as I looked at the dirt at my feet, “In that case I promise to always care about you” the blond haired girl stated with a smile. I wavered my belief in her promise as I looked to her mother who said with a smile “I’ve taught Patty to never make a promise she couldn’t keep, you can believe her” turning my head back to Patty and took the flowers. “Come on let’s go play on the jungle gym” she said as she grabbed my hand. It was the first time I smiled since my my parents abandoned me
My mind returned me back to my current state causing me to sigh, “I actually believed her and now I’m here at the end.” my statement cause my mind to drift again to high school a more recent time. I was in my senior year and I had started a band to try and become a professional musician. It was mid December and my first period teacher had told us we had a new student named Patricia; I yawned because I was tired from coming up with new songs all night. A curly blond haired girl walked into the room she wore a boys jacket but the rest of her visible outfit was girls’ jeans“Hello my name is Patricia but please call me Patty” She said with a slight smile. “Let’s see sit next to Devin. He can help you with anything you need.” My teacher stated as she point to the empty desk in the back beside me. Patty came to her new seat and leaned over to me as the teacher began her lecture “Have you ever live in an orphanage?” she whispered to me.
“yes…but I got adopted when I was six”
“did a girl ever make a promise to you”
“Yeah. Now will you stop asking random very personal questions? It’s kinda creepy if you haven noticed”
“Ok but after class I want to show you something I have that make me think I may know you already”
I rolled my eyes and went to sleep until the class was over. I got up yawn, stretching until a voice came up “Tell me is this you”; it was Patty looking at me holding a pendent with a picture of a two kids. One pale with long black hair the other slightly tanned with long curly blond hair both smiling. I stared in shock that pale kid was me when I was five “How did you get that picture of me and that pendant?” I yell, since i had given that to one person years ago. She smiled and pulled me closer “You gave it to me” she replied as she suddenly kiss me “I’ve been waiting so long to do that”. I felt a little light head and dizzy as my brain tried to comprehend everything that just happened. Then suddenly it all made sense she was the same girl who made the promise to me. She smiled at me as I regained my composure “Sorry I though after eleven years I could have come up with a better way to tell you how I felt” She said as she blushed slightly while staring. “It’s ok but how about we get reacquainted before you kiss me” I said as I grabbed her hand as we left the class.
“she really tried to keep it” I though as a tear trailed down the side of my face and I remembered what happened today that lead me here.
“ hey i'm working on some album art . They're in th living room on the table. You mind telling me which on it the best?” I asked Patty at random as I grabbed a muffin from the kitchen counter, she left the room. We had be dating and living with each other for a while, but today i was about to take or realationship to the next level. i began to hear her footsteps and got out the ring "there was only one and i thought the album wasn't called...." she stopped mind sentence when her eyes here eyes on me and the ring. I got on my knee " Patricia Elizabeth Adams will you marry me?" She stood there frozen with terrified look on her face. I began to worry as she started to slowly move towards the door. Suddenly she ran out the door and slammed it. I stayed there for what seemed like an eternity before i deciced to accept that she wasn't coming back. Once i got up all the terrible things i had been through all came to my mind at once. At that point it was to much for me to bare, i decided that i was better off dead. Now I'm here with a hand full of pills to finally end everything. As soon as i swallowed my eyes felt heavy. Everything went black.
I opened my eye being blinding by a light; there was a mechanical beep. I looked around to see I was in a hospital. A smile came across my face when I saw that Patty was sleeping on the couch in the room, she was wearing a ring on her finger. I noticed a note was in one of my hands. The note was from Patty say she was sorry and that i better not do anything like that when we're married. She really know how to keep a promise
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The first part has a lot of grammatical errors, but I really enjoyed the story. Abandonment is hard to write about without having gone through it before. Props on that.
ReplyDeleteThe dialogue is a little awkward. Wouldn't Devin start to piece things together? At least with the way you're describing it, he should. If he's too tired to notice, maybe you should play into that a little more.
The kiss was completely unexpected!! Can you give more details about this part?
Overall, it seems like you're telling us the story instead of showing us. It's a great story, but I want to see the action! :)
I really like the storyline. The piece would benefit with some grammatical editing. If you want me to help, I don't mind at all =) Maybe you could add some background imagery or describe his emotions through out the piece and how they change. The story is really sweet. It's very you =)
ReplyDeleteWhen I was editing I only checked for correct spelling. You can go ahead an edit the Gramatical errors cause I'm not sure if I'd actually get them since for the past month I've been writing in dialogue, so my brain is kind of stuck in that mind set a bit. I'll probably edit the parts about the kiss and with the questions so it makes a bit more sense an flows a bit better. This one I originaly wrote in the eighth grade when I first started really writing cause I had a teacher encourage me to write my own stories.
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