my life Neverland -- (Author) tai
my life Neverland -- (Author) tai
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Author: tai
Timestamp: Jun 22, 2014 at 1:41 PM
Content: This story was originally entered in a contest at my school as a short story. while i did get in the schools newspaper I did'nt win because i wrote it under a penname instead of usin my acual name. i decided to turn it into a story and completer it but forgot about it.it's been in my school bag since i graduated highschool. so here it is. I know the begginning is not that great but it' get better. I wrote from my life so in a way he is me.
Chapter 1
We all have are secrets. everyone does good, or bad. No one, not a single human being is exempt from this rule. There would be only two types of people who would know your secrets... Those you tell them to and God almighty himself. So I guess know your one of those people. congrats on being one of the lucky few I tell this story too. Now let me ask you a question that you may wanna remember for later. Even if no one else believed you,and their was no evidence to support something that was't even suppose to be real. Would you still believe in it?
I won't sugarcoat it, my story, is a little weird,even I have a hard time believing something like this could happen to me and im the one that whished for it. it contains my happiest memories and my worst ones. my first crush and alot of emberassment.I mean going to Neverland... okay maybe i should start at the beginning.
I was Born on August 27, 1996 in Rockhill,South Carolina but i was raised in Charlotte NC instead. Im mixed but with black and asian decent but because of my dark skin you could never really tell.I have one dark and one light brown eye( doctors said it was a birth defect but i like to think of it as my trade mark. i have black hair but a large patch of gray hair on the left side of my head.My name is Simon but everyone just calls me Si (Strange or Sphyco to my bullies since first grade) of course my appearance aside from my strange behavior gives them enough reason to pick on me. It's my 11th year in school and i should be used to it considering I'm '6'4 but im not that emotionally strong.My general daily life is what you would call a fight just to make it through a single day whether it's getting me and my lil brother and two sister's up for school in the morning or constantly fighting with your bastard of a step father about every little thing you do, or even getting jumped in a bathroom on a daily basis because there afraid to fight you one on one. Where I live show even the slightest hesitation and you get screwed. I could tell you all bout my life before hand but i doesn't really matter. At least not now anyway. For now ill just skip ahead to when he first appeared to me.
He came on the night of my sixteenth birthday, My window was open because it was way to hot in my parents house in the room that shared with my little brother. my parents prefer the house hot and humid at night. why? I will never know . but had i known what was about to happen i would have stayed awake out of sheer joy. But still, even in my sleep I could tell he was still there. standing on a window sill that was to small. but there he was doing the impossible the great Peter pan. I woke up to lights shining across the room and a wonderful sound I had only heard once before .the melody of a pipe being played. I opened my eyes in shock rubbing them to make sure i wasn't going crazy. But there he was all the same. He was a child with blonde hair, his clothes seemed to have been made out of leaves some dead others just starting to turn brown. He wore no shoes but the soles of his feet seem to be as clean as an infants feet on the first day of life. he a had piercing blue eyes that told you he was not the person you would want as you enemy I could see them even in the pitch black darkness of the night.He even carried a short sword on his right hip.
Even though I saw him right in front of me I couldn't believe it. I tried to say something but nothing came out of my mouth; not a sound. he landed on the floor nearing my bed getting closer to my bed lights shinning all around the room.
He was saying something though i couldn't quite hear him I was still to much in shock. However there were seven words that caught my attention as he was extending his hand. these few words may have changed the entire course of my life. He said: would you like to come away with me. I could only nod. and with that one act my fate was sealed. The lights that had surrounded my room had begun to converge around me. In that time I began to feel strange while I was at that point in time bigger than him that began to change. it felt like i was gonna throw up, my body ached, my head felt light headed but at the same time i felt happy more happy then when i was with my mom more happy then when i won my first fight even happier when i got my first toy. I also noticed that the boy who was just watching me seemed so much taller than I did. then i finally realized it. I was getting younger ...16, 15, 14, 13, 12, 11. when it was over i was now again in shocked one of the things i wished for all my life had come true. he was still telling me things and while i heard him, my mind still trying to process things I started floating. when it was time to go i had a book bag filled with thing i would need.
I turned back and stared at my room one final time my brother still sleeping on the other side of the room in his bed. how he slept through it all I will never know. at that moment I realized there was No Turning Back Now. I flew out of my window never looking back at the house and family i was leaving behind.
to be continued.
how was it. feed back appreciated
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Author: tai
Timestamp: Jun 22, 2014 at 11:05 PM
Content: any feed back would be apreciated
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Author: tai
Timestamp: Jun 24, 2014 at 2:34 AM
Content:
Billybramble said:
Ooo, i'm liking the start of this! Would love to see more!
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thanks billy im writing the next chapter from my old paper and trust me it's long and better than anything i've written in a long tme
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Author: tai
Timestamp: Jul 1, 2014 at 6:34 AM
Content: I was originally planning to put this part of the story in completely but it takes to ling to translate. i could sy it an write it but it's been so long since me and my god brother used it it takes longer than it should. so her's chapter two part one.
Chapter 2
A flight and forgetfulness
"Second star to the right, and straight on till morning.''
That was a phase I always remembered to get to neverland. I wonder how many times did i spend at night watching the sky trying to figure out where which one it was, or how many hours went by in book learning about stars
and spaceships.
Being afraid of something and complete fear of it, are two completetly different things. But, it is possible to experience both at the same time. If you've ever read the stories than you should know of the next part im referring to. Flight.
It was both amazing and frightning at the same time. One because I could only do the things I dreamed about but the other was of a certian realization,It was hard to fly. controling myself was next to impossible. inexperience in something is the curse of all mankind.
At on point Im soaring as free as a bird, the next im trying to turn.That in itself was fine until i looked down. I was not on the earth, but in the sky. Nothing but the air on my feet with the constant fear the at might fall before my adventure might even began.But that was nothing compared to my biggest fear of all was this person the one I entrusted my life to the moment i left my family and friends behind. he was incredibly forgetful.
"Take it easy." the boy in front of me standing in mid air and smiling as effortlessly as if he was standing on the ground.I was pissed.
Tell me exactly how am I supposed to do that when I can't even move the way I want to. I tried yellint at him furiously, but the fear escaping in the
sound of my voice gave away my lame attempt at sounding scary.
The boy simply and laughed. "Your a funny one"
Flying, as you can imagine was not an easy thing for someone like me who has never done such a thing to do let alone control. Ever since I had read the books it had always been my dream to fly.Here I was flying ,and yet, I Couldn't even enjoy It. Flight was not not something that could be controlled easily as a simple thought of motion. All to soon I learned the hard way.
The more i tried to yell the more he smiled at me never realising that would be my downfall. Literally.
Before I realised it I was falling. Not decending but Falling. In that instant all my emotions rushed through my head. from anger, to fear, both to feeling nothing at all. I just simply... started to cry. So many things went through my mind at that point. Why did I want to go with him.what would my family do when they found me gone the next day.I know my step father wouldn't hold me to any complaints but what about my brother would he even care that I was gone. A split second before i hit the ground I was saved.
He's the type of person that gets bored easily. He could be completel infatuated with something one moment and be bored with it the next. Keeping his interest in something was nearly comepletely impossible. you could nearly fall to your death only to to be saved by him a split second before you hit the ground. But you may not be so luck the next tome around.
at this point I should have been mad, that he did that but I wasn't I was just crying.
after a while realised why he wanted me to calm down. flight requires feeling think about the wrong thing adn it could be over in a flash. I regained my ablity to fly and started to get the hang of it but after a while I got fustrated. patience not being my strong point and fell again. he made made me beg for him to save me.eventually i got the hang of flying. he even taugh me how to sleep on air.
The land and even the waether below had changed from dark streets of the suburbs to buildings of light...from warm summer breezes to sand covered areas and eventually the sea.strangely enoughi couldn't even feel the weather change maybe he did some thing that preveted me from feeling the cold night air.
I don't know how many days we were flying so many plaes we traveled. even thought he taught me how to fly it was hard to stay in the air for as long as we did. flying out of the sky was still a concern. but it was the tiredness that was getting to me. i was almost about to ask if we were there when i saw it.It was a sight I'll never forget.
The island that would be my greatest dream but my worst nightmare as well. seeing it was easy but the hard part was getting there. Something was trying to keep me out.It may have been the will of the inhabitants or maybe even the island itself and wa rejecting my entry but for what ever reason i could travel no further. it was as if a veil was keeping me from entering.but some how i was able to get through.
I don' regret that i left. my memory was always my greatest stregnth , so I had
some sense of who i was at before I came here
..I also felt a loss of
something I once was. I didn't mind. I wasn't losing something of any value. Maybe im the forgetful one now. speaking of which...
Did i mention he was extremely forgetful. He was many things a fighter, a hero, a boy and a boastful one at that. But his memory was something less than to be desired. At times it could be a blessing but at other times it could be more trouble than what it's worth and as you read on you'll soon find out why...
to be continued.....
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I know this chapter lacked dialogue but the second has actual talking and it's actually longer. i'll post it fully in three days.
actually there should be more tomorrow.
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Author: tai
Timestamp: Jul 10, 2014 at 1:20 AM
Content: I reread this over and over. and I've decided to re write the entire thing. The original was completely different from what I had now I translated the first draft by mistake so until then.
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Author: tai
Timestamp: Jul 10, 2014 at 1:49 AM
Content:
Vexxus said:
I've only read the first chapter, 'cause the story didn't really catch my attention. That's not meant to be blunt, I just didn't find it interesting. You see, I ended up not caring much for the main character, so I didn't bother to continue reading.
Also, the format is a bit of a mess. Please be consistent when using capitals, and note that brackets are usually unnecessary. If you want to improve this story, start by paying more attention to interpunction, capitalizing, and also grammar. You've made some your/you're mistakes, for instance.
Good luck with the editing.
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I completely get it. That's why imbisong the other one I had this one was a first draft so it was
Completely useless rewriting it and using the final draft.