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| Jeff_the_Proud | Apr 17 2004, 03:22 PM Post #1 |
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Here's the summary of the story I'm writing: A boy plans to kill people at his school. Yet before he can, he sees this beautiful girl, which stops him from shooting kids but instead he shoots himself. 8 years later, he awakens from his coma to find he is still alive in a hospital, and in perfect condition. He sees a doctor who says he has a gift. Time travel. With a power like that, he believes it is his destiny to meet the girl, or shall I say angel, who saved those people's lives that day. If that sucked than here's the first chapter: Chapter One: Awakening I took my time to walk off the bus. People occasionally looked my way, but turned as I turned to look at them. I feel like and outcast, like a man who was sent forever to the bowels of a mine deep under the surface of our planet. The bus closed it’s doors as I stepped off it last, and I smelt the exhaust fumes in my face as it accelerated away to drop of others at different spots. Ahh…another day of hell…. With my heavy, bulky bag on my back I walked into my class, which in the mornings always smelled like a morgue. My teacher said hello but I didn’t bother. My life has no worth. I do not need to bother with these simple greetings. As I walked out, my mind was racing with what I had to do today. My heart beating on faster and faster as I thought of the event that would occur today. I can’t turn down from it. It is my destiny to do it. If I don’t do it I’ll lose everything. All I can do now is wait. The day passed as I waited patiently for it to near it’s end. I watched, as many of my fellow classmates passed me, never bothering to say “hi” or “sup”. Yet this made me angrier. The more anger I have the better I can carry out my mission. Power comes from anger. With power comes fear. With fear comes death. I kept this in mind as lunch ended and as I walked to my next class. The plan has been set. My mind is racing. My hearts ready to do anything. I am prepared. I went through my intricate plans once more as I walked to my next class. Yet my anger suddenly subsided when I looked up before my plan was put into action. In front of my stress torn face was a beautiful girl, that I’ve never noticed before. Her face was lit in the sunlight, her teeth shining at me as she walked over to me. Her grace made me forget what I was supposed to do. I forgot that my shaking hand was on the trigger. In a instant my finger collapsed, and I fired a shot. Yet I knew I saved her life. My gun was the wrong way. I shot myself before I could stop it. I collapsed as teachers surrounded me. Everything is dark… I awoke later in a hospital, bed ridden. I looked around, but with pain, as my eyes did not adjust correctly to the sun shining through the window shades. My family ran to my aid, and I was relieved. Yet they did not look the same. They looked older…and my father wasn’t there. I mustered the strength to look at a newspaper on the side of my bed. October 14…2012… |
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| Ayame-chan | Apr 17 2004, 03:52 PM Post #2 |
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That's really good. I want to read more now. ^^ |
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| Madonna | Apr 17 2004, 06:17 PM Post #3 |
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IY shojo is the best ^^
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Wow, I thought it was about the forum here.
The story seems interesting...
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| Jeff_the_Proud | Apr 17 2004, 09:04 PM Post #4 |
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I jumped back. “October 14?” I thought, “That can’t be!” I sat up again and asked my sister, who was much older also. She confirmed the date, as I sat in shock that I missed 5 years of my life. I couldn’t believe it. My entire teen years were wasted. My intellect is far beyond what it was supposed to be. My physical appearance was death looking. I then fainted, my body to weak to comprehend all these things at once. My doctors said I was in a coma. My family didn’t let me go. They knew I would pull out of it. I was strong, my doctors didn’t believe I would come out of it. Yet now, 6 days later, I was out of the accused hospital, which could’ve very well been my deathbed. As I walked to my new car, my mind was racing about that girl I saw before I shot myself. Who was she? I didn’t know. Yet I owe her my life. She saved me from a untimely end. Because of her I did not die. The car ride home was like a car ride home 8 years before. My family was excited to shot me my nephew, and my niece. I was excited too, but I had something else in mind. I wanted to find out who that girl was. I knew if I did not, her pretty face would bother me forever. Forever is a long time. I knew my goal was achievable, but it would be hard without knowing her name. All I could go on was her face, a face filled with the joy and happiness that I will never forget. I shall find her. I spent some time with my family before setting off on my life; I would see a special doctor known as “Dr. Tomas”. My mother said that he could teach me things to restore calmness to my life, so I wouldn’t put her through so much stress again. I agreed to see him, because inside I hoped he could calm my mind enough so that I could remember the girl better. She tormented my mind every night. I knew inside I owed her everything. My life, my joy, my well being. I had to tell her thank you. The next day I saw Dr. Tomas, an older, wise looking doctor. He smiled as I came in, his face wrinkled with years and years of work. He told me to sit, and he started the lesson right away. “Probably he’s trying to take less time so he’ll get his money worth.” I thought, looking at the doctor fumble with his glasses…more like goggles and he picked up his huge clipboard, which was probably filled with his patients for the day. “Ah…Mr. Jeffrey,” he went, flipping through a couple of his pages, “shall we start?” “Yes, and my first name is Jeffrey,” I went casually, I could tell that he was obviously stress ridden working with “mentally challenged patients”, “we shall start. Progress is important to me, I need to continue on with my life.” “I will start by asking you a few questions of what you remember 8 years ago that day when you went into a coma.” “Ok, I will try to recall the events that day my best, yet I can not guarantee that I can bring back those memories. It seems I lost so many memories and treasures in my coma,” I said, looking down sadly, “it’s like my entire childhood is missing. I’m sorry…” “So you don’t remember how you got here?” the doctor said sitting back and sighing, “my job just got harder.” “I do remember a little thing though, and for some strange reason I remember it very well,” I went, thinking about that girl, “before I shot myself I saw a girl. For some reason she somehow stopped me from pulling out the gun and killing people but I instead shot myself. It was like her face made me see the good things in life.” “So this is what is troubling you?” went the doctor, sitting up, “I see, so you are being bothered by this, your only really clear memory from the past. It is common for people when they come out of a long coma to lose memories. Yet in your case you lost all of them, or you retained a very blurred memory that returns when something reminds you of it.” “Yes, it is strange,” I went, pondering on it for a few seconds, “but for some reason it also feels like I have implanted memories. Memories of WWII, the Civil War, etc. They come out when I least expect it. It is like the government made the memories…” “That’s not possible,” went the doctor reassuring me, “your parents were by your side every waking moment, either them or a family friend. They didn't want to miss it when you wake up.” “Could it be something paranormal?” I went again thinking, “It is possible. Well at least I think, 8 years ago the supernatural would be dismissed.” “Actually I have someone here that is specialized in paranormal happenings,” went the doctor picking up his phone, “I’ll call him right over. He could have some answers you want.” I sat back and talked to the doctor more about the strange memories and before long the doctor he called arrived. The doctor he called was known as Dr. Enigma. He had jet-black hair and no glasses. His clothes were casual, he looked more like a jogger than a doctor. He carried a big black bag with him also, and he nodded to Dr. Tomas when he entered. “So you say you are having strange memories?” he went to me suddenly, breaking the long silence, “it is possible you have a special power. A very rare one because normally a patient in a coma will never come out of it with it. Only 1 out of 5 million will get this power. You are lucky number 5 million.” |
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| Ayame-chan | Apr 17 2004, 10:23 PM Post #5 |
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Wow. The story is interesting. ^^ |
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| Jeff_the_Proud | Apr 18 2004, 04:00 PM Post #6 |
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“Me?” I went looking at him, “What power do I have? I’ve never heard of this before.” “You are more special than superman, even better than the powerful Fury Hunter!” he went, shaking me hand, “you see your power is actually time travel. You can travel back in time to a specific time, date, and place. That is after you learn to control it.” “TIME TRAVEL?!?!” I said, stepping back, “I can travel in time?” “Yes, with work you can travel back to a time period you specify!” went the doctor, smiling, “you see you said that you saw a girl before you shot yourself. Well I have news for you, that girl was an angel, yet she did not know she was. That is why you never seen her before. The first time you meet a angel is when you are about to die. This time though, the odds tilted in your favor. You see, she left you with gifts, yet she did that unintentionally. An angel has either 3 different gifts: eternal life, super strength, and time travel. It just so happens that she had time travel. When she set eyes on you, she passed her power to you. As to entrust you with her power. Unfortunately, you only see an angel supposedly before you die. Which is why it is so rare.” “So I can go back in time?” I said, “yet why did I see that girl then, why not another angel?” “She was assigned to you, indirectly that is,” went the doctor, flipping through a book, “an angel is assigned to a person that is doomed to die a horrible death. They follow them through life, taking various forms without knowing it. You angel was probably someone you didn’t know; yet she stayed near you. If she lost you she would be doomed to hell.” “What happens to a angel when their person doesn’t die?” I went, thinking about the girl that I saw again, “do they die and go to hell, or do they remain on earth?” “Well my resources say they live on earth in the form they last took, until they die,” went the doctor, putting down the book, “she’s still out there. It is very hard to find an angel though, a angel tends to move around a lot. A habit you can say.” “So I will probably never see her again?” I went sadly, “I always wanted to meet her…but if she’s gone then I guess I’ll have to accept it.” “Actually, it is possible for you to alter the past,” went the doctor, twirling his goatee, “if you learn to control your powers, you can very well go back in time and save yourself from going into a coma. There’s always the risk that if you do change the past, the angel will not exist. No one even attempted this before.” “I’ll do it,” I said, standing up, “but how do I train my powers? I never heard of a school of paranormal power handling before!” “That was 8 years ago, a lot has changed since then,” went Dr. Tomas, “things have changed enough to have a paranormal school for the gifted.” “Can I attend it?” I said eagerly; I wanted to meet the angel badly, “or am I too old? Is my powers to unique?” “No no, your powers are unique alright, but still a professor there may help you learn how to control it. His name is Professor M. He knows about your powers.” “How do I attend it?” I asked Dr. Enigma, “must I actually prove my powers?” “I’ll get you in my boy,” he went, smiling, “you powers are too good to be wasted!” |
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| Ayame-chan | Apr 18 2004, 07:28 PM Post #7 |
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That's good. I wanna read more! *waits* |
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| Jeff_the_Proud | Apr 18 2004, 08:28 PM Post #8 |
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awww crap I gotta add more to my 4th chapter |
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| Madonna | Apr 19 2004, 05:56 AM Post #9 |
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IY shojo is the best ^^
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Nice story... ^^ |
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| Trigger | Apr 19 2004, 04:26 PM Post #10 |
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It's just okay. Needs alot of work. |
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| Jeff_the_Proud | Apr 19 2004, 08:48 PM Post #11 |
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yes it took me a day to write 3 chapters |
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| Jeff_the_Proud | Apr 23 2004, 08:09 PM Post #12 |
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I left later that day, wondering and dreaming about a school for the gifted. I always thought about paranormal powers, just like magical powers in a book called Harry Potter I used to read. I would imagine myself to be gifted in magic, and attending such a school like Hogwarts so I could excel at everything. Now with my super powers, I could achieve this dream, and make it a reality. My family was shocked to hear about my powers, but they understood. They knew about these paranormal things, my cousin was killed 3 years ago when a supernatural force struck his truck. His truck was impacted so hard that it flew back nearly 100 feet. Witnesses saw nothing but air in front of the truck when it got hit. There was no investigation. I slept early that night, as the next day I would leave to see Dr. Enigma bright and early in the morning. That night my dreams were filled with visions of the Civil War. It felt like I really was there, smelling the gunpowder, feeling the shaking of the ground as cannonballs whizzed past my head and struck the ground with such as force that it left a crater. This soon ended as I awoke and looked outside. Morning. Time to get going. It was hard to really say goodbye to my family, who knew it was most likely they’ll never see me or hear from me again. It was risky to travel in time, or so Dr. Enigma said. I had to chance it. I knew that if I wouldn’t find that angel I would never get over it. I thought about it as I walked down the road to a small bus that would be taking me downtown to meet Dr. Enigma. As the bus pulled away I waved goodbye to the family that cared for me though the thick and thin. I turned away to contain my sadness. I was leaving home, never to return again. All I could do now is to carry out the goal that made me leave in the first place, to learn to control my powers. I relaxed as the bus lurched forward and stopped near a tunnel. “Is this it?” I asked the bus driver, who had paused to open the door, “it’s only a old tunnel used back in the 1800s to mine minerals they never found. It can’t be the school.” “Who said I’ll be dropping you off at your school?” said the bus driver, smiling, well I gotta run!” And with that the bus driver disappeared. It really did disappear. I looked around near the tunnel, for a glimpse of Dr. Enigma. No one was near or around the tunnel. I decided to look around the vicinity of the tunnel, secretly hoping that Dr. Enigma didn’t ditch me in the middle of nowhere. I was looking inside the tunnel when I heard a huge rumble in front of me. I propelled myself to the nearest wall as a sleek, silver, ghostly looking train shot right past me, with such a force it knocked me down. I awoke some time later on soft bed, which I guessed was inside the train. Dr. Enigma was beside me, along with a nurse and a young man. The interior of the train was middle age looking, with a working fireplace and antique shields lining the walls. I gazed in awe as a ghost floated inside carrying a plate of wine, and talked in a high singsong ghostly voice, “May thy sirs like a drink perhaps?” “No thanks Eugene, I’m fine,” went the younger man in the room, as he turned to me and said, “ahh that was a really close miss wasn’t it Jeff? Well I guess I should introduce myself. I am the Dean of the school…rather academy you are going to. It is called the “School for Supernaturally Gifted Humans”. I was glad to accept a man with your unique powers. It is quite an honor to meet you. I’m guessing you know Dr. Enigma?” “Yes, and pleased to meet you, Dean…uhhhh…” “Dean Byron Kimatics” “Yes, so can you explain where this school is?” I asked, sitting up and stretching out my limbs, “I’d really like to know where we are going. I’ve never seen this sort of train before. What model is it?” “hahaha my boy so much questions so little time for learning,” went a old looking man walking in, “ask your questions later, and we will determine if you are ready to learn it. At this time all you must know is that you are gifted. You have gifts much more extraordinary than any power ever discovered. The great power of time travel.” “How do you know about my powers?” I asked this old stranger looking at him inquisitively, “and how do you understand what I’m going through, you can’t possibly know how it is like…unless you…” “Yes,” went the old man interrupting me, “I have your power. I am Professor M.” |
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| Ayame-chan | Apr 23 2004, 08:16 PM Post #13 |
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That was really good. I can't wait to read more! ^^ |
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| Jeff_the_Proud | Apr 23 2004, 08:18 PM Post #14 |
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thanks, that I would say is only 1/40ths of the story |
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| Ayame-chan | Apr 23 2004, 08:26 PM Post #15 |
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O.O |
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