300 words
I watched Nim's Island on tv tonight. Already watched it years ago at the movies. Cute movie, and i'ts lovely hearing "Nim" spoken by Gerard Butler tons of time!
*giggles*
I went to my first forum ever at forumfree, the Gerry's Ladies forum, to leave a comment about the movie. I used to be one of the first members of that site (2006), but now I don't go there often.
After leaving my comment, I wrote my nickname on the "search" form. And I found out this.
OMG! I forgot this one!!!
I had to write a short story, 300 words, for Mr Church's class (univeristy? Really can't remember!!!).
Well, have fun with it xD
Nim snorted, leaning against the back of the chair.
“What’s wrong?”. Gerry got closer to her, with a cup of cappuccino in one hand.
The kitchen smelt of freshly brewed coffee and buns with strawberry jam.
“These damn 300 words, they block my inspiration. You know I hate to put limits to my imagination. Well, I wrote something. A fairy tale, the story of a poor prince disfigured by a curse. A young girl, a blind peasant, saw his true beauty, the beauty of his heart, and broke the curse. Then she could see again because of a mysterious spell, and they lived happily ever after.
At first I thought it was good; but now that I’m reading it again, I think it’s stupid.
I will never come off of it in time.”.
“Let me see.”. Gerry knelt near her, but the cold floor tiling of the kitchen made him change his mind. He grabbed the other chair, and sat near hers, blowing on his cappuccino to cool it.
He took a week off, this is why he was still at home late in the morning.
It was sunny outside, and probably they would have gone shopping later.
Nim needed a new dress. She got them two tickets for a new play in the West End. She knew he loved watching plays while he was in London.
His body touched hers, and Nim turned to look at him.
The white light of the laptop’s screen made his aquamarine eyes gleam.
Those eyes, now concentrated in reading, took her breath away every time.
She sighed and Gerry turned to look at her.
“What?” he asked.
Nim stroked his grizzled hair, smiling.
“Nothing. What do you think?”.
“Seriously?”. He stood up, kissed her on the forehead.
“You’re gonna need another coffee.”.
He laughed while Nim slapped his back. But she couldn’t be angry with him, she had found love in Gerry.
“But I still haven’t found those stupid 300 words.”.
Mr Church gave me 28/30. Yay!!! xD
*giggles*
I went to my first forum ever at forumfree, the Gerry's Ladies forum, to leave a comment about the movie. I used to be one of the first members of that site (2006), but now I don't go there often.
After leaving my comment, I wrote my nickname on the "search" form. And I found out this.
OMG! I forgot this one!!!
I had to write a short story, 300 words, for Mr Church's class (univeristy? Really can't remember!!!).
Well, have fun with it xD
Nim snorted, leaning against the back of the chair.
“What’s wrong?”. Gerry got closer to her, with a cup of cappuccino in one hand.
The kitchen smelt of freshly brewed coffee and buns with strawberry jam.
“These damn 300 words, they block my inspiration. You know I hate to put limits to my imagination. Well, I wrote something. A fairy tale, the story of a poor prince disfigured by a curse. A young girl, a blind peasant, saw his true beauty, the beauty of his heart, and broke the curse. Then she could see again because of a mysterious spell, and they lived happily ever after.
At first I thought it was good; but now that I’m reading it again, I think it’s stupid.
I will never come off of it in time.”.
“Let me see.”. Gerry knelt near her, but the cold floor tiling of the kitchen made him change his mind. He grabbed the other chair, and sat near hers, blowing on his cappuccino to cool it.
He took a week off, this is why he was still at home late in the morning.
It was sunny outside, and probably they would have gone shopping later.
Nim needed a new dress. She got them two tickets for a new play in the West End. She knew he loved watching plays while he was in London.
His body touched hers, and Nim turned to look at him.
The white light of the laptop’s screen made his aquamarine eyes gleam.
Those eyes, now concentrated in reading, took her breath away every time.
She sighed and Gerry turned to look at her.
“What?” he asked.
Nim stroked his grizzled hair, smiling.
“Nothing. What do you think?”.
“Seriously?”. He stood up, kissed her on the forehead.
“You’re gonna need another coffee.”.
He laughed while Nim slapped his back. But she couldn’t be angry with him, she had found love in Gerry.
“But I still haven’t found those stupid 300 words.”.
Mr Church gave me 28/30. Yay!!! xD