I'm trying not to put myself and have my type of writing in this story but it's hard. A person writing reflects the inner self and I don't want to do that but when I'm trying not to do that it'll become a boring story. I'm not sure what I want to do but I kept having this idea, I ended up not wanting to add on to the idea. There's knowledge and understanding vs experience and understanding, two different ways to see the situation or read a story. I was told you can feel for someone else rather what you feel is just pity for them. When you say stuff like I know how it feels, do you really understand or are you just saying it to make someone feel better. If you can understand, how can you act? What can you do to help this person
I was thinking of a person just alone in a place, without a home nor anyone else. Even though in the beginning they had family, friend, and a home but compare to now there's nothing left. I picked a girl for this situation but a guy would be fine as well, just that I'm a girl so I know it better as a girl I guess so if I was this girl...
A girl sitting alone in the corner of a dark room, staring outside the window. It's so dark and lonely outside. Humans sleep to rest their body as well as to escape from the darkness. Humans can't run away from it no matter how hard they try. Every morning that girl would walk into the classroom and no one would even care to quiet down or look as she came it. She was invisible to everyone in some ways. It was always in and out of school and none of it changed. It wasn't like this before, she had everything, she wasn't always in the darkness, there was that time where she went up to a person and they started to hang out together but eventually everyone had forgotten since they were so interested in the new girl. What are people really thinking all the time? They take the time to think about what they are going to say before talking so what thoughts do they hide while thinking. Eventually it all comes, connecting all of the clues and their action. Just by looking and talking to people you can tell what they are thinking that very moment. People are like items they get traded and when they become useless fools we just throw then away. Life is so boring you see the same people everyone, do the same thing you pretty much did yesterday. I've learn to never try to change a person because they will always turn on you, taking everything you have away from you, leaving you with dust. Everyone is moving on as time passes but at the same moment the they turn it back. I'm just stuck here in time, never changing or maybe I'm just moving time too quickly even for myself to accept. I wish for a change, a change that won't replace who I want to be and who I am.
The next day, a new class was added, didn't know what it was on but I went to check it out. I bet it's just another boring class...ugh why must these creature pretend to be so human, they want to be something and let that greed just take over, besides we're are just going to die, it's lame and stupid. Looking into the class, I didn't see any desk all that was there are chairs creating a shape around the room, there's even a corner to sit in.
erm...I'm doing this assignment wrong so I have to make it simple.
The story starts out with a girl that believes there's no hope and looking at the down side of life and ends with the new teacher giving her something she could look for through out life because she's lost.
Short and simple way of putting it would be a girl without hope and letting the emptiness inside just eat her away until she looks into the new classroom and find something strange. The girl decide to take the class to see if this would really make any different in her life. She would always try to find a loophole to everything the teacher said but never out loud and make it seem as if nothing was important. The teacher started asking students to split up in the room and making a decision over some questions he had prepare. The student watches as everyone picked their sides and she would be the last one to choose. When the teacher ask why they each choose their sides, it made the student think, why, is one thing more important than the other. What does a person have to give to get what they want? The student found herself lost in her own mind and what she wanted to do. It was an uneasy feeling so she didn't return the class after the first day. The teacher tries to convince the student in coming back, eventually she did but did not know why school was important at all. She saw it as a cage to prepare humans for the world outside and the place we're freedom is just a bigger cage. The teacher could show here that's not what life is all about and tells her that she's not strong, she just saying these things because it's a truth that she believes in. Even though humans have foolish hope it's dream that they have so that keeps them living. Each person in this world is like a beautiful gem, you can choose how you polish each one.
I'm not really sure how I want to end but probably want this character to learn something important and it would be nice to have a dramatic scene like one of those scene in the movie that makes you cry or very happy. I've always know how I want my stories to start out but thinking of a ending it hard because I really dislike those very predictable ending and if I don't make a predictable ending then people will says stuff like it suck because people expect things to end happily just like a fairy tale and live up to the fairy tales that people they hear. I can't even help but to give the detail because I'm just making up a story off the top of my head.
*Edit*
I know this is impossible, but it'll be just an idea. I started with a girl named Midnight.
Midnight was sitting on the roof of a abandon clocktower looking out to the world thinking about why the sunset looks so sad. Thinking about how this image represent the world ending and the darkness taking over.
The next day, she look around in the classrooms to see what the teachers would be like. She stopped at a classroom where there were no tables, only chairs forming a oval shape. Must be one of those classes where people are always going to share about themselves, she thought to herself. It's not any of these people in these classrooms actually care, they go living their own day and when they say they feel sorry, it's just pity. Disguisting, you can't feel for other people, by saying that you'll know they don't know a thing at all.
Welcome to the class, this class will change how you see the world.
Well, how will it change the way I see the world when I've already seen the other side?
You'll have to find out for yourself.
She walks away thinking, what more is there to see? What hasn;t she seen yet? What does he has to show in a class filled with people who depend on knowledge. I'm not the knowledge and understanding type of person, I take it on from experience. Books? They don't teach nothing on how to face life, you've got to figure it out for yourself. She grabs a piece of paper and scribbled something down, dropped it in the box. Maybe it's time I gave a chance to see the light.
I made my story more short and tried it with less details, I'm still not sure if it'll help though.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Trying to Change the Balance
Inside of me I've always want to change things when I think it could have been better or even when things should have a new ending. I don't want a normal story where people just live happily ever after because they don't exist and even if they do, you play the part of the bad guy in someone else's story. I don't mind playing the bag guy as long s things come out how they should the way I see it. I'm forcing things to happen and I know I shouldn't try to change these kind of things but I just want to give a little push for some people.
There are always those shy people or those people that try to be mean so that they can protect them self or even the lone wolf type. I guess I can't help but want to do something about it because I see a part of myself in them. The same as parents wanting to give their children what they couldn't have, I want those children to be inspired by that in some ways but not completely because I also want them to feel as if there's no line that separate us.
I don't just push myself into a person rather I wait for them to open up to me, we all live in our own world we choose to open or close our world to the bigger world outside of us. I feel that if I pushed myself into someone else's life then they'd want to give less and we have to give more. But for me waiting for them to open up to me, they become easier to understanding by their actions and their words. Some people have too much of something inside of them so it must be taken away and there are those who do not have this thing so we must give it to them.
I remember meeting this very shy girl who did not know how to play a game, even though it took a long time to teach her how to play I learned something as well, take time to break things down into little steps, take it one step at a time. No need to rush, we've got time so take it slowly, walk your own pace and eventually you'll catch up. I also learned that if you think too much about things, you won't understand it in the end, many things in this world are very simple, it's just the way you look at. The hardest question has the simplest answers. But wanting to change things, they've become like my experiment of understanding more, understanding everything that i wanted to.
It's said when parents watch as their kids are ready to leave the nest, it's painful, it's not like giving your favorite toy away because a toy has no feelings. It's rather painful, sad, lonely and worrying about how things will turn out. I remember this when this boy, he acted like my little brother and had to leave, even though for awhile, not being able to see him, I couldn't stop worrying what could be happening to him. It was sad and lonely being left all alone just wondering and waiting for this person to call out and say I'm home.
A person I wanted to change, did change but I've forgotten about what would happen after, I've known this person well enough. I did get this person to soften their heart but then when I'm watching far away it's different again. It was something I want to do for this person to show that their not alone but in the end they've become worst in way because I'm not the only one. No matter who it is, your friend, your family they can all betray you, start things about you that would change anther person's heart. In the fairy tale everyone falls for the lies and only one knows the truth, we live the same way where everyone falls for it because they think that's how they should react to all of this, we no longer how a mind of our own. Being manipulated by others but who?
Did you ever try changing the balance or did you destroy it?
There are always those shy people or those people that try to be mean so that they can protect them self or even the lone wolf type. I guess I can't help but want to do something about it because I see a part of myself in them. The same as parents wanting to give their children what they couldn't have, I want those children to be inspired by that in some ways but not completely because I also want them to feel as if there's no line that separate us.
I don't just push myself into a person rather I wait for them to open up to me, we all live in our own world we choose to open or close our world to the bigger world outside of us. I feel that if I pushed myself into someone else's life then they'd want to give less and we have to give more. But for me waiting for them to open up to me, they become easier to understanding by their actions and their words. Some people have too much of something inside of them so it must be taken away and there are those who do not have this thing so we must give it to them.
I remember meeting this very shy girl who did not know how to play a game, even though it took a long time to teach her how to play I learned something as well, take time to break things down into little steps, take it one step at a time. No need to rush, we've got time so take it slowly, walk your own pace and eventually you'll catch up. I also learned that if you think too much about things, you won't understand it in the end, many things in this world are very simple, it's just the way you look at. The hardest question has the simplest answers. But wanting to change things, they've become like my experiment of understanding more, understanding everything that i wanted to.
It's said when parents watch as their kids are ready to leave the nest, it's painful, it's not like giving your favorite toy away because a toy has no feelings. It's rather painful, sad, lonely and worrying about how things will turn out. I remember this when this boy, he acted like my little brother and had to leave, even though for awhile, not being able to see him, I couldn't stop worrying what could be happening to him. It was sad and lonely being left all alone just wondering and waiting for this person to call out and say I'm home.
A person I wanted to change, did change but I've forgotten about what would happen after, I've known this person well enough. I did get this person to soften their heart but then when I'm watching far away it's different again. It was something I want to do for this person to show that their not alone but in the end they've become worst in way because I'm not the only one. No matter who it is, your friend, your family they can all betray you, start things about you that would change anther person's heart. In the fairy tale everyone falls for the lies and only one knows the truth, we live the same way where everyone falls for it because they think that's how they should react to all of this, we no longer how a mind of our own. Being manipulated by others but who?
Did you ever try changing the balance or did you destroy it?
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