Friday, January 23, 2004
A slight deviation from normal. I have posted here my narrative essay, which I wrote for an english exam and then copied to take home. I find it is very good. Comments welcome.
It was a cold winter's day and a young man was just beginning his daily journey to school. He had pale blue eyes that nobody seemed to notice behind his black rimmed glasses, and black hair cut short. He wore an oversized denim jacket to hide the fact that he was slightly overweight. Not many people noticed him as he was of average height, average looks, and he tried his best to act like a normal teenager. However, today he had an unusually sad look upon his face and as he walked, he seemed to stare at something that was not there. It was obvious that this young man had important thoughts on his mind.
"Perhaps Julianna is right," he thought to himself. "Perhaps she is wrong for me."
His name was Mike and she was Bridget, a woman whom he loved in a way that only those who believe in the power of love can. Recently however, his friends were telling him otherwise. "She's not normal Mike," they told him. "She doesn't deserve you."
Mike thought about all of these things. Could so many people be wrong about this? Would he be better off without her? There were so many things to consider.
He arrived at his bus stop and made his decision. That many people couldn't be wrong about her. She was so weird and had too many strange habits. It was over. He stepped onto the bus.
He stepped off five minutes later at the transfer point. Usually he met Bridget here and he wanted to tell her right now. The words were in his mouth but as he looked around, he didn't see the person they were meant for. He shrugged, it couldn't be helped. He'd tell her on the way home. There was one more thing he had to do however.
Between two bus shelters, he took the necklace she had given him for his birthday a month ago and dropped it in the snow. Perhaps it would bring the person who found it better luck than it had brought him.
The next part of the journey passed quickly as he stared out of the bus window, thinking about nothing. He spoke to no one and responded shortly to the questions which people asked him.
The first three classes of the day went quickly and Mike found himself at the beginning of lunch with nothing to do. He played chess often and he was in the mood for a game today. He walked to the room for the school's tiny chess club and quickly found an opponent.
About half way through the game, Damian and his girlfriend entered the room. Damian was a good friend of Mike's and they often spent their lunch break together. The couple sat in the corner of the room, and wrapped themselves in each others arms staring longingly into each other's eyes.
Mike watched them for a moment feeling an emotion which he found hard to describe. He wanted what Damian had... and to his surprise, he wanted it with Bridget. It didn't matter what other people thought, only what he felt. How could he have forsaken his chosen love? He ran out of the room, leaving his chess partner and the others in the room in confusion. He hid backstage in the auditorium as he wept.
"What have I done?" he thought to himself. Time passed slowly and more tears crept down his cheeks. Finally, he heard the bell for last period. He stood, wiped the tears from his eyes and walked out of the auditorium with a new found courage.
On his way home that night, he dug in the snow between the bus shelters. Finding the necklace, he put it on, feeling foolish for ever taking it off. Now that it hung on his breast again, he was filled with a sense of hope. Turning, he saw Bridget getting off a bus. His heart aglow, he went to be with his love.
It was a cold winter's day and a young man was just beginning his daily journey to school. He had pale blue eyes that nobody seemed to notice behind his black rimmed glasses, and black hair cut short. He wore an oversized denim jacket to hide the fact that he was slightly overweight. Not many people noticed him as he was of average height, average looks, and he tried his best to act like a normal teenager. However, today he had an unusually sad look upon his face and as he walked, he seemed to stare at something that was not there. It was obvious that this young man had important thoughts on his mind.
"Perhaps Julianna is right," he thought to himself. "Perhaps she is wrong for me."
His name was Mike and she was Bridget, a woman whom he loved in a way that only those who believe in the power of love can. Recently however, his friends were telling him otherwise. "She's not normal Mike," they told him. "She doesn't deserve you."
Mike thought about all of these things. Could so many people be wrong about this? Would he be better off without her? There were so many things to consider.
He arrived at his bus stop and made his decision. That many people couldn't be wrong about her. She was so weird and had too many strange habits. It was over. He stepped onto the bus.
He stepped off five minutes later at the transfer point. Usually he met Bridget here and he wanted to tell her right now. The words were in his mouth but as he looked around, he didn't see the person they were meant for. He shrugged, it couldn't be helped. He'd tell her on the way home. There was one more thing he had to do however.
Between two bus shelters, he took the necklace she had given him for his birthday a month ago and dropped it in the snow. Perhaps it would bring the person who found it better luck than it had brought him.
The next part of the journey passed quickly as he stared out of the bus window, thinking about nothing. He spoke to no one and responded shortly to the questions which people asked him.
The first three classes of the day went quickly and Mike found himself at the beginning of lunch with nothing to do. He played chess often and he was in the mood for a game today. He walked to the room for the school's tiny chess club and quickly found an opponent.
About half way through the game, Damian and his girlfriend entered the room. Damian was a good friend of Mike's and they often spent their lunch break together. The couple sat in the corner of the room, and wrapped themselves in each others arms staring longingly into each other's eyes.
Mike watched them for a moment feeling an emotion which he found hard to describe. He wanted what Damian had... and to his surprise, he wanted it with Bridget. It didn't matter what other people thought, only what he felt. How could he have forsaken his chosen love? He ran out of the room, leaving his chess partner and the others in the room in confusion. He hid backstage in the auditorium as he wept.
"What have I done?" he thought to himself. Time passed slowly and more tears crept down his cheeks. Finally, he heard the bell for last period. He stood, wiped the tears from his eyes and walked out of the auditorium with a new found courage.
On his way home that night, he dug in the snow between the bus shelters. Finding the necklace, he put it on, feeling foolish for ever taking it off. Now that it hung on his breast again, he was filled with a sense of hope. Turning, he saw Bridget getting off a bus. His heart aglow, he went to be with his love.
