Have you ever thought about what fiction is? Probably, such a question may seem surprising: and so everything is clear. Every person throughout his life has to repeatedly create the works he needs for specific purposes - statements, autobiographies, dictations - using not gypsum or clay, not musical notes, not paints, but just a word. At the same time, almost every person will be very surprised if he is told that he thereby created a work of fiction, which is very different from visual art, music and sculpture making. However, everyone understands that a student's essay or dictation is fundamentally different from novels, short stories, news that are created by professional writers. In the works of professionals there is the most important difference - excogitation. But, oddly enough, in a school literature course, you don’t realize the full power of fiction. So using our website in your free time discover fiction for yourself. A Puzzle With Lost Pieces by Danielle A. (fun to read .TXT) 📖
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he saw my bag and pulled.
"Watcha' find? Her-"
"Bag."
"But she had her bag with her in the restaurant." She peeked back in the building to locate me. Of course, I wasn't there. All she saw was Seth flirting with this girl Kaitlin who goes to our high school.
"Uh, shes' not in there." He saw my arm pull my bag and his face went pale.
"Uh...I can...can...I ex-" He sputtered.
"Why are you stuttering?"
"Ehem." He cleared his voice. She came over here to see. Then spoke.
"Lyniah....I...I....it was his fault. He lured me to him." I shook my head. Then, I climbed out the bushes while brushing the debris off my butt and thighs. When I looked back up, Darren was standing in front of me with a fake "im sorry baby, forgive me" look.
"No." I turned to Lynii. Walked closer.
"You are so irresponsible. Blaming everybody but yourself. Your a mess. Que verguenza
"Watcha' find? Her-"
"Bag."
"But she had her bag with her in the restaurant." She peeked back in the building to locate me. Of course, I wasn't there. All she saw was Seth flirting with this girl Kaitlin who goes to our high school.
"Uh, shes' not in there." He saw my arm pull my bag and his face went pale.
"Uh...I can...can...I ex-" He sputtered.
"Why are you stuttering?"
"Ehem." He cleared his voice. She came over here to see. Then spoke.
"Lyniah....I...I....it was his fault. He lured me to him." I shook my head. Then, I climbed out the bushes while brushing the debris off my butt and thighs. When I looked back up, Darren was standing in front of me with a fake "im sorry baby, forgive me" look.
"No." I turned to Lynii. Walked closer.
"You are so irresponsible. Blaming everybody but yourself. Your a mess. Que verguenza
!" I said in spanish. "Shame on you." I learned from our spanish maid Hortensia. Then, I grabbed her ad slapped her in the face, throwing her towards the bushes, which she fell in. This time, these were bushes with thorns.
"Gimmie'."I said snatching my bag from Darren.
"And you. El lio tambien
." I said in Spanish. "Your a mess also." Then I walked away. Not even glancing at my bleeding sister.
Publication Date: 01-25-2012
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Dedication:
Dedicated to all the crap that goes on in someones life. Trap It in a box...and give it to someone who deserves it.
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