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Saturday, February 18, 2006

What made me a warrior-mage?

If you're wondering how I became a warrior-mage, here's the story below. Then you'll get why I am what I am.


A girl of elementary was taking her brother to his classroom. She wished her brother a great day. "See you this afternoon!" She said, and gave him a hug, to her meaning good luck. She went to her class and realized that they weren't having classes. "Whew! Thank goodness!" she said to herself. She really wished a day of not switching classes, besides, carrying that bookbag of hers was "shoulder" aching. She had books of every subject that were hea-vy! She planned on making a drawing of herself as a human (she liked manga-ish humans). But she wasn't that good at drawing people. She wished to have a better life as well. That girl was me. I wore glasses. And since I wanted to have more friends, I was kinda lonely (as of today). I probably was a nerd to some people, but hey! Who's smarter than a geek?! I also wasn't (ain't) the type of girl you might run into. Of course, I also had a blessed mind, but sometimes I felt stupid. Enough babble!

I love(d) reading fantasy, sci-fi, medieval, and non-fiction books. And one of the books are The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. I also love(d) music from Final Fantasy 7, 10, 10-2, and 11. But also I like(d) it with a little sorrow in it. On that day at school, while in class, I heard a distant sound. I raised my hand to my teacher and ask if I could look out the window to see what was going on. She answered "Yes you may," so I looked out the window to see what it was.
Then I saw someone that was in the playground with something in his hand... and I suspected he had a gun! A madman he looked like! So I ran to my teacher and said to her excitedly "You won't believe what I saw! It's a man with a gun!" She too looked out the window and saw him! My teacher ran down the halls to the principals office and told her about the man with a gun. The principal anounced kind of in a shout "There is a man with a gun!!! I repeat, there is a man with a gun!!!" And all at once, everyone began to scream! Except me, I felt couragous. I shouted bravely "Walk into the gymnasium! Don't run! If you're behind and he is getting closer, play dead! So line up everyone!" Everyone heard me... they have never seen me so brave to kinda sacrifice myself for these children.

So they lined up and walked through the hallways into the gym. I was a little behind, and I heard the gun. The man was coming! I played dead, but I realized he wasn't fooled! He pointed his weapon at me and said "You're going to Satans house, little girl!" Little! Nobody calls me little! So I kicked his freakin' jaw! And boy was he such a whine-bag! I had to say, I felt kinda sorry, but I wasn't goin' to let some nut-case kill me!

To be continued...

5 Comments:

At 8:33 AM, February 19, 2006, Blogger Aiolos said...

Heya, is this a true story?

 
At 9:18 AM, February 19, 2006, Blogger goldendragon1994131 said...

No, not really. This is a made-up *gives Aiolos a trust-me wink* story.

 
At 9:21 AM, February 19, 2006, Blogger goldendragon1994131 said...

Except my brother isn't fiction.

 
At 5:40 PM, February 19, 2006, Blogger goldendragon1994131 said...

And sorry for the down-right vicious-ness.... like as in calling that guy a whine-bag or a nutcase, kicking his lower jaw...... and that's it, I guess.

 
At 7:20 AM, February 20, 2006, Blogger Aiolos said...

Aha, don't worry about it. Some of my stories are...well....lets just say, be careful if you read them...

 

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