The Gift of the Magi and other short stories by O. Henry is a collection of 16 stories set in New York City in the early 1900s. In this book, the author writes a lot of stories that talk about fate and the way things are going to be. I liked "The Green Door" because it was about fate and following your gut. It shows that if you had made one decision differently, a completely different outcome would have happened.
To Be Continued....
Wednesday, February 26, 2014
Short Story 2/24- Biased
Moist tissues
littered the floor surrounding the trashcan. Bloodstains pierced her clothes
and knuckles. Heavy tears dripped down their cheeks.
“What exactly
happened?” Mr. Dennis, the vice principal said to the ragged girls sitting in
his office. “Tell me from the top, Jade.”
“That PIG and her
friends tried to take over my play,” one of the other girls said with a look of
hatred in her eyes. “ Then they jumped us.”
“That is the
furthest from the truth.” Jade rolled her eyes and mumbled.
“Let her finish.” Mr. Dennis said this calmly; but he was
searching through his desk for the six clipboards. He knew from the beginning
this would happen, but the girls insisted that they were mature enough to tell
their sides of the story. They weren’t.
Jade marveled, “Why don’t you let us tell it
separately? The others can go in another room while I tell my side, then we can
take turns.”
“Fine by me,” the
other girls murmured in agreement, three of them agreed behind snarls. They
filed out one behind the other, pushing and shoving on another lightly. If you
were there, you would find this to be a very funny sight. The girls were still
weak from the fight and beginning to run out of steam- their attempts at
revenge were very poor.
Shaking his head,
Mr. Dennis redirected his attention to Jade. “You were saying?” As Jade began
her story, Mr. Dennis almost felt as though he was there, watching the action.
It was pretty surreal.
“Well, “said Jade,
deep in thought. “The others and me were all trying out for the school play.
Michele wanted the lead role, but she couldn’t get through her head that she
could never beat me. But, that’s beside the point. She was doing her solo for
the tryouts, and I tripped over one of the chords. It spilled a container of
paint- that was fortunately closed- and it fell with a huge BOOM.”
While Jade was
rambling on, Dennis could tell that he wouldn’t have a lunch break today.
Jade’s story was pretty biased, and after meeting Michele, so would her’ s be. The
other girls were obviously unimportant to the story; they just jumped into the
brawl.
“Mr. Dennis? Mr.
Dennis,” Jade said, looking worried at him. “Are you okay?”
“Huh? Oh, yes!
Jade continue your story. I’m listening.” Mr. Dennis said. The rest of the story was as you’d assume:
Jade was the hero. According to her, she’d apologized for ruining Michele’s
performance, and she was so mean that she yelled at her. Jade asked her nicely
to stop yelling, and Michele pushed her. After that, a fight was guaranteed.
Whether that was all true or not, Mr. Dennis was not sure. Whether it was
stretched or not, Dennis was positive.
After Jade was
done, Dennis called Michele in. Then, after a few dirty looks were exchanged,
Michele sat down.
“I don’t know what
she told you,” the girly girl said as she smacked on her gum. “But, I’M going
to tell you the truth. I was at my audition, right? I was blowing everyone out
of the water. I was great and the lady said so. Then, all of a sudden, out of
the corner of my eye, I saw that wrecker get up and throw something. She tried
to ruin my performance!
To be
continued!!!!
Thursday, February 13, 2014
Short Story- Smart Art 2/13
Smart Art
The gallery was filled to the brim with spectators and photographers. The sign clearly says:
But there are too many violators for the security to stop them. But, I don't mind as long as I get my credit.
"I call this one Smart Art."
To Be Continued.....
The gallery was filled to the brim with spectators and photographers. The sign clearly says:
But there are too many violators for the security to stop them. But, I don't mind as long as I get my credit.
"I call this one Smart Art."
To Be Continued.....
Hint Fiction
Early
She wasn’t due for weeks. She wasn’t ready yet. A baby means sacrifice and change. Why did her
mistake still come back to haunt her?
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Introduction 2/11
Hi! I'm Jahde and this is my blog. I am a teenager and I was born on Aug 13. I go to School of the Arts in Rochester, where I take a creative writing course. I am writing this blog to tell people about whatever is on my mind.
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