Posted by Mrs. Emery
Write about chickening out.
Write for 10 minutes and post to comments!
Posted on October 3, 2013, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.
This is all i could come up with: I’ve always been the one to help ,volunteer without any doubt , fear I’m all sincere, a big bubble of faith; but once I’m here I chicken out
That’s quite alright, Makeena. Even a few sentences is just as amazing as five hundred words for a short story. If you want to try the exercise again, open a document and start typing!
(I just made this up because RPing is different.)
I should leave. Shouldn’t I? I wasn’t a very good RPer. I wasn’t a very good friend. I wasn’t a good RPer. I should leave. I wasn’t helping myself by RPing. There was no good in that. I just think I should go. I’m not letting anyone down. Or am I? I hope I’m not. I want to go, but my friends…all my friends would miss me. That’s saying they even care… I do want to go, but it is the same with leaving my private school. I don’t want to go because of all the friends I’ve made. All those people I’ve met. Their stories. Their attempts at suicide.
No. I won’t go. They need me. I’m a big sister to one! I’m another’s best friend! They need me! They need me to stop them from leaving, to stop the tears. I will be there for them. I will never leave. I can’t. If I do, I might as well kill myself because these people, these friends of mine, might as well have made efforts to support me for nothing. Nothing! Yes, I have decided. I know what to do. I won’t leave. I won’t. I refuse to. It’s because of these people that I have met. I’m doing it for them. I am. I am. I am. They are my friends. I won’t ever leave them.
What did I tell my little brother once? Be the hero. Be the hero. That’s what I should do. Be the hero of my life! Don’t let others drag me down.
This is for Amy Pond the strongest girl I know. She is the best best best friend I have ever had. This is for Envy who supports me. This is for Prescott the best little brother a girl can have. This is for Luke. This is for Zero. This is for Alyce. This is for Theo. For Rin. For Nico. For Carver and Rayne. This is for all of them. All of my friends!
This why I can stay. This is why I should go on.
What did the Tenth Doctor say once? ‘The British carry on!’ Instead of British, though, it is me. Little, Asian me.
I will carry on. I will be the hero.
I will stay.
I guess I chickened out of leaving. I’m staying.
Or at least until I die. Or go to college. Or senior year of high school. Or at work. Or when out of a WiFi zone but that is only temporary.
Meh. I guess I’m a chicken of chickening out.
Bok bok. Caw caw.
“Good job, Wren.”
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