Foster's Home For Imaginary Kids
[mood| 
artistic]
[music| L.A. Song]
la la la la la life is wonderful.
HELLO ALL. ive decided to write a story and YOU get to hear it first!
Outside, the pastel grass swayed as the stale summer air wift in and out of the paint chipped window sill. Upon the window sill sat a teenage girl with wispy brown hair that floated in and out of her almond eyes. She sat quietly waiting for something to happen,anything other then these relentless August days. Realizing that today would not be differet than any other day she slumped off to bed sorrowfully. Each morning at her wake she longed for it to be evening for then she could dream. She dreamt herself a pirate above a large, ricketty boat full of grungy tobacco chewing shipmates that were on a search for gold. She dreamt of the tropical forests of Brazil and the icy eglos of Alaska. She dreamt of anything other than her uneventful, droning life. As the quiet night sky gradually grew darker the fair skinned girl's sighs settled until everything was still.
Little did she know that just below her suburban window danger was astir....
I will keep writing tomorrow when i have more ideas...
artistic]
[music| L.A. Song]
la la la la la life is wonderful.
HELLO ALL. ive decided to write a story and YOU get to hear it first!
Outside, the pastel grass swayed as the stale summer air wift in and out of the paint chipped window sill. Upon the window sill sat a teenage girl with wispy brown hair that floated in and out of her almond eyes. She sat quietly waiting for something to happen,anything other then these relentless August days. Realizing that today would not be differet than any other day she slumped off to bed sorrowfully. Each morning at her wake she longed for it to be evening for then she could dream. She dreamt herself a pirate above a large, ricketty boat full of grungy tobacco chewing shipmates that were on a search for gold. She dreamt of the tropical forests of Brazil and the icy eglos of Alaska. She dreamt of anything other than her uneventful, droning life. As the quiet night sky gradually grew darker the fair skinned girl's sighs settled until everything was still.
Little did she know that just below her suburban window danger was astir....
I will keep writing tomorrow when i have more ideas...