A story by my 10-11-year old self
In trying to locate a paper I wrote in college, I accidentally ran across a story I had written back in the day. It doesn't have a date or grade listed on it, but I am almost positive I wrote this in Fifth Grade, which means I would have been 10 or 11 years old. I once mentioned how a writer came to my Fifth Grade class and I felt encouraged by his response to my stories. I am almost positive this was one of those stories.
Reading it now, I was amused and embarrassed. I can't decide which of those I felt more strongly. But I decided to share it because, really, when have I ever stopped from embarrassing myself when I had the chance to make fun of myself in the process?
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Sorry for the color difference. The first page was blurry when I tried taking a picture, and so I had to take another picture under different lighting.
The only thing I did was remove my name on the second page. If this isn't legible, I can type it out if anyone has some bizarre need for that. Or else just click the link under each image to go to the full size where you can read it better.
What do you think? Am I any better of a writer 20-21 years later? My little magic 8-ball says sources say no lol
Reading it now, I was amused and embarrassed. I can't decide which of those I felt more strongly. But I decided to share it because, really, when have I ever stopped from embarrassing myself when I had the chance to make fun of myself in the process?
full size
full size
Sorry for the color difference. The first page was blurry when I tried taking a picture, and so I had to take another picture under different lighting.
The only thing I did was remove my name on the second page. If this isn't legible, I can type it out if anyone has some bizarre need for that. Or else just click the link under each image to go to the full size where you can read it better.
What do you think? Am I any better of a writer 20-21 years later? My little magic 8-ball says sources say no lol
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Lenore wrote: ":) Brave girl, little Liz.It's amazing how clean this reads. The punctuation is almost perfect!"
lol yeah it's kind of weird actually. I feel like my punctuation is worse NOW than it was back then XD
I don't know where the hell I got that story idea from, though o_O I never met anyone who'd ever been in a house fire until I was probably 28 when a coworker told me how as a child their house had burned down. So where I got all of it about fire departments and the source of the fire, etc, and even to crawl on your knees... I do vaguely remember that they had the fire department come to our school with some setup where they simulated a house fire, so maybe we were assigned to write a fictional story not long after that so that was on my mind.
Incidentally, the other two stories I remember writing around that time were:
1) A 1st person POV about someone who wakes up strapped to a medical table with lights glaring in their eyes and possibly doctors fuzzing in and out of view above them, before the person somehow falls into an endless pit (I think that was metaphorical but not sure)
2) A girl who is in her house and looks out the window to see it snowing, and when she goes outside she's looking around at the sky but then there are tremors and she notices something odd. You then realize she's in a snow globe that somebody is shaking, looking down at her.
Hi Ais! Thanks for sharing this story. It's really good :)
Thanks to the first page I remembered times when I had similar "I'm not a kid" conversations with my mum :3 And I still remember that baby-sitting younger sibling was such a pain! Haha. :D
I do vaguely remember that they had the fire department come to our school with some setup where they simulated a house fire,
Wow, that's awesome. I wish we'd had such presentations in my school and not only some boring lectures.
That kind of simulation definitely stimulated imagination :)
It's amazing how clean this reads. The punctuation is almost perfect!