I know that there's a lot of writers here on AG and I wanted to make an original, but not too time consuming contest to help these people shine. I will choose a theme and anyone can enter. The format will be 2 Paragraphs- as long as you want They have to relate to the theme. They can be like the middle of a story, or the beginning. Think of it as a short story, except shorter. Maybe you could think of it as an excerpt from another story. I will find a moderator to give out a merit, but I will judge. The most interesting, expressive, or original (or maybe even funny) entry will win!
lol, don't be so modest Cenere! I made mine in around 1 minute to 3 minutes, and I wrote it on the go and let firefox do the spell check for me! I'll probably only get 3rd place at the most =P. P.S. will there be DM's and HM's like in the art comp?
Two paragraphs as long as I want about learning to drive? I'm taking too much time from NaNo.
The wheel slipped, the cool leather brushing against Joe's palms. He gripped it again and pressed down lightly on the gas pedal, completing the left turn. And sped off into the sunset, he thought. He was a cowboy. He was a cavalier. And all definitions of cool. He was Steve McQueen. He was -- scolded for running a stop sign.
He had never learned how to drive. To be behind the wheel, driving, was more like instinct than anything else. He never thought about it, he couldn't tell how he did it, once he left the machine. He just started the engine, with or without a key, and raced off, not thinking of the results of the theft. This time it was a family car, the closest to him at that moment. The paint was scratched up from bumping into other cars and walls under the flight. He smelled smoke, but didn't really care. Tomorrow, he promised. Tomorrow he would learn it. Tomorrow he would start the path to driving legal, not just for them, but for him. Tomorrow. He wondered, if there would be a tomorrow after this flight. The car crashed into the fence of the bridge, the line of safety gave up, the car flew off, down towards the water. Tomorrow.
She wondered why she had said yes to this. She might have the abilities for this, and even the blood, but really... She laughed to herself, more from the stress and fright than from happiness. How silly of her to even consider this. She knew even children could do things like this, she knew that was what the civilization were surviving on. She and her father and trained, he had made her practice until her eyes were sore and her head hurt, until the skin on her palms was red from heat, sweat and constantly clinging to the wheel. When she was asleep she dreamt about it, when she was awake she was practising, always to be found the the robot or in the simulation room. Sometimes she even skipped dinner, just to make sure she had learned that new trick, that new way of gliding, running, jumping. But now it was reality. She was old enough, good enough. Best in her city, at least for her age group, and that had made her proud. Now she was not proud any more. Now she wished to be an innocent little girl once again, without the knowledge or how to drive those big machines, wishing she was back at learning how she made it walk, or even move. She wished that she could be back there, and then misbehave, make the others see, she was not worth this seat. Beside her there were other children and young adults, ready to support the grown ups in the fight. She didn't want to die! Not now! She wished, wished for it to not be true, to be a lie, a dream, a nightmare. "So that is your wish. Are you ready to pay the price?"
The last line is a reference to Yuuko (xxxholic/TRC), and is therefore (C) CLAMP.
My breathing was quick and shallow. My feet pounded against the ground, sounding like thunder amongst the pider-patter of the rain. All was silent in my ears but around me, sirens blared, people screamed, police shouted and guns rocketed from there cases. I was 13 not at all old enough to be in this situation. What would my mom say? I thought to distract myself. It wasnât as comforting as I thought it would, in fact it only made it worse. Tears streamed down my face clouding my vision. I couldnât keep this up, they were right behind me and there was no way I could out run them. I looked ahead to see a small man opening his car door ready to jump inside and speed away. Taking this opportunity, I pushed him aside grabbed his keys and jumped in the huge SUV.
Good time to learn to drive as any! I thought sarcastically. I had seen my mom and dad drive, they had even tried to show me once or twice but I always bombed it or blow it off. Now I was starting to regret that. Thank god this thing wasnât a stick shift; I pushed the thing into drive and hit the gas, flooring it. My head flew back into the seat and I struggled to keep my hands on the wheel. I speed through the empty parking lot with police cars on my tail. My hands were sweaty and my heart pounded out of my chest. It felt awesome and nerve racking to be controlling such a massive vehicle. Then there was a sound of thunder. The tire was shot out and the car swerved, in a struggle to keep it steady I slammed into a parked car. My vision went dark, all was silent in my ears and my breathing was quick and shallow. The memory of the reeve of the cars engine kept pounding against my mind.
Sorry if I got a little off topic, but thatâs what I thought of when you said it was about driving cars. Hope you like it and get the same picture I did when I reread it.
My breathing was quick and shallow. My feet pounded against the ground, sounding like thunder amongst the pider-patter of the rain. All was silent in my ears but around me, sirens blared, people screamed, police shouted and guns rocketed from there cases. I was 13 not at all old enough to be in this situation. What would my mom say? I thought to distract myself. It wasn't as comforting as I thought it would, in fact it only made it worse. Tears streamed down my face clouding my vision. I couldn't keep this up, they were right behind me and there was no way I could out run them. I looked ahead to see a small man opening his car door ready to jump inside and speed away. Taking this opportunity, I pushed him aside grabbed his keys and jumped in the huge SUV.
Good time to learn to drive as any! I thought sarcastically. I had seen my mom and dad drive, they had even tried to show me once or twice but I always bombed it or blow it off. Now I was starting to regret that. Thank god this thing wasn't a stick shift; I pushed the thing into drive and hit the gas, flooring it. My head flew back into the seat and I struggled to keep my hands on the wheel. I speed through the empty parking lot with police cars on my tail. My hands were sweaty and my heart pounded out of my chest. It felt awesome and nerve racking to be controlling such a massive vehicle. Then there was a sound of thunder. The tire was shot out and the car swerved, in a struggle to keep it steady I slammed into a parked car. My vision went dark, all was silent in my ears and my breathing was quick and shallow. The memory of the reeve of the cars engine kept pounding against my mind.
Sorry if I got a little off topic, but that's what I thought of when you said it was about driving cars. Hope you like it and get the same picture I did when I reread it. Ehh sorry for the double post but i cleaned it up so if you could erease the first one...
I needed to drive. I had to learn how, or I would never get ANYWHERE! So I read a learn to drive book, took classes, and in no time I took my first real driving test on the road. I sucked.I went on an accidental rampage, running over or knocking down a record 23 and a half pedestrians(one of them had no legs) and running 13 red lights(and a green one, yay!). The driving instructor was so mad, he kicked me out of the car and told me never to come back!NOOOOO!
