Mr webber hates me. ooooops. i mean mrs webber hates me. i could go back and change it but ive typed all this now already. oh well. mrs webber hates me anyway. her exazct words "i am ashamed to have you in my class. you are a disgrace to me and everyone else in this school. im ashamed to be around you" and then after marking my short story "i think you should be in standard". lol
so never to be outdone, we have to write an intro, and probably eventually a whole, short story. i could write a new one. or i could just use the one i wrote last year for metua which i got full marks for. yes. thats much easier.
whats more is i discovered how to make anything sound good. if you just read a story, no matter how good, and you just speak fast and monotonely, it always sounds like it was written by someone with the personailty of a wet towel, but if you read it dramatically and in a whisper, and take unnecesarily long pauses it always sounds good.
anyway im genuinly curious to see what webber thinks of my story. my first paragraph and a half (which is all im handing in for the intro) is just describing a moment in time, in which nothing interesting has actually happened yet. i hope she dosnt like it so i can be a smartass.
'It was a single, crystalline moment, suspense and tense expectation hanging thick in the air, like a hawk moments before it swoops on its unsuspecting prey and one forever etched in the mind of all those who experienced it. When the course of the future of all mankind hangs in the balance, depending on one action, by one individual, in one moment, time seems to freeze expectantly. Still. Watching. Waiting.'
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