Thursday, August 11, 2011
Can anyone rate my first paragraph in chapter one of my story.?
Man! Don’t get an attitude with him, said Veronica; instead of saying that to me she was the one who got that attitude. As always she was trying to protect Alex, because he was an Orphan and just recently got adopted by my two neighbors. But Alex wasn’t what he seems to be, instead of having two parents who brought him lunch every day from subway, coming in to the cl to watch him work, he acted like a fool, a really big fool, one of those who pull their pants down and try to act like gangsters, instead of explaining this he was a wannabee. But let’s not focus on that anymore; “but why are you saying this to me, I was just telling him to mind his own business, is not like he wants to know what we are talking about, you are only trying to protect him, it’s like you are his girlfriend or something, I said. “you are just mad that you don’t have a girlfriend, isn’t that right James, o and what grade are we in right now 8th grade are you still a little mama’s boy. “no I am not a mama’s boy and I don’t want to get a girlfriend because my parents say it will ruin my education, and if I did have one my parents will beat me up and kick me and, and!. “Okay veronica that’s enough, come over here, said Ms. Monica. I stayed quite for a moment and once I returned back from my own imaginary world of silence I heard the announcements had already started and were about to end. Then the bell made its little boring music and we were out. Now we were getting out of school today for summer vacation and everybody knows how teenagers act the last day of school, we even had a food fight today and got my white shirt all dirty with food. My parents are going to send me to camp, a performing arts camp. “I am very excited! I told Jake, my very best friend in this school, but we like to call it prison.
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