Sara 'dramatically speaking'
Writing stories has always been such a great subject for me. In school I always came up with the most brilliant stories and even aced all my Writing test.
I moved up a grade but in all honestly I’m just saying that to make myself feel better with what I’m about to tell you.
About this horrible yet bittersweet Spring break I just had. Truthfully me being smart in school doesn’t compare or change how I feel about what happended this Spring break.
Dramatically speaking, I don’t think anyone else my age would ever go through something like this.
Like I said, ‘dramatically speaking’.
I’d do a long story short but I’d give away too much. Instead I chose to write about it all and tell you from here and so on.
I am not the bad person in this cheesy love story and I’m not the good person either. I also believe my professor might just like this story just like all my others.
Now where to start?
I guess a dramatic and sad intro perhaps? Let’s begin!
It all started in the Winter. The coldest and most depressing season of the year.
"Haha , excellent.." I whispered to myself.
I usually slept a lot or worked on my writing. In the Summer my Dad and I moved to Austin Texas where we could start new and fresh.
My Mother ruined our family back home and it left me feeling very traumatized about loving anyone else other than my Father. We don't need to go into anymore detail about her.
I will say this , she spent a lot of our last days together avoiding me and drinking her life away.
It left me feeling very sad and numb. The women who has loved me more than anything no longer loved me anymore.
A couple weeks after moving , I finally made friends and saw how great it felt to be moving forward.
You really can start over, or as I thought so.
"You are so over dramatic!" Said my good friend Keir.
"Why are you spying on my writing Keir." I asked.
"Hey if I'm in this story can you make me sound like the cool guy who gets all the bitches?" He said winking horribly.
"Um , we'll see." I said Turing back around to my laptop.
Anyway, Dad said Austin was a great place for opportunity and adventure. And since I'm a writer, it seemed like a good place to go. I'm Sara by the way, and well, just keep reading...
