So I accomplished something on Facebook, that's that I friended two of my cousins and their parents in one day. I was surprised since my mom told me that my aunt doesn't go on very often. Anyways!
I've been writing lately. But I told you that. But I want you to tell me if this first paragraph is the slightest bit interesting to you:
It was a cold December evening the
day I first moved here. Florida was
gorgeous in the winter. There was no
snow, no red and gold leaves to rake, the sky was crystal clear with only one
cloud marbled into the blue of the sky.
I liked it.
What do you think? My brother doesn't like it. But Muppet loves it. Which doesn't surprise me that she would. And I guess it didn't surprise me that my brother didn't like it. They have two completely different tastes in books. If any of my followers actually like that first paragraph, I might post some more. Muppet has read a lot of what I've already written so she probably doesn't care either way since she knows I'll just send her more. But I can't do that with all of my followers. But that's what Blogger is for!
Oh! Guess what guess what! My sister came home from college for the ENTIRE summer!! Oh my goodness I'm so happy she's home! I still can't get used to her being home. Just like I can't get used to her NOT being home. When she's gone, I put six forks at the table at meal time; which isn't correct since there really are only five of us when she's at college. But when she's home, I put five table settings! But doing the dishes is a whole ton easier with her being here to take care of the dish drainer.
Okay so I can't wait until next week either because I will be COMPLETELY DONE with this history book!!! YES! No more ten page long lessons, no more ten page long speeches, no more three page papers on the French Revolution. I don't know if I ever even finished that paper. But my mom said I could stop writing papers if I would do a Total Language Plus on The Hiding Place.
Now I'm going to start using labels on my blog. I can almost here a joke coming up, "Don't stereotype your blog!" LOL not that kind of label!
I get to go to Zumba tonight! I want to continue writing awesomeness in the story I'm constructing. I don't know what to say about my story. I think I made it more intense than my other stories but it still seems to have a much more plausible plot line. So I think it might work.
Oh! check this out:
I run outside while clutching that stuffed animal in my arms as if it were 24 karat gold and worth something. To me it did. I fly up the steps to Oliver’s house and I knock on the door with all the force and power that God gave me. I’m bawling my eyes out waiting for Oliver to answer the door. But when the door opens, it’s not Oliver. It’s his father.
Crazy isn't it? Not as crazy as the last two stories were. Just crazy as in crazy-awesome. The paragraph before that is really great, but I don't know if I want to post it until my followers answer my question:
Do you want to read more?
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