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I think it made a valid point on how animals will never be truly tame, it's not their nature. 'Specially cats... Evil, evil cats...
09-Jun-2010 12:19:27
I decided to post an old story that I wrote a few years ago - you may notice the difference in writing ability between it and my other stories.
I wanted to post it because it is kind of in-theme with this thread, considering the whole "imagination" thing.
So here it is, my most recent post, and a very not-recent story. =]
-=[Creativity
ending]=-
It seems unreasonable to be so cliche as to start a story off by telling you the situation I was in. So I will start off at a slower portion and build up to the interesting parts in a more mundane manner. Fun fun.
So, there I was. Rolling along highway S, my family takes a vacation every June.
We were on one of those long stretches of flat open road that makes you feel like you passed the Kansas state boundaries hours ago.
Except we were actually heading away from Kansas, southeast into a hill country that is rather beautiful come spring time. Of course you're not interested in the terrain, how the tree's seemed to perfectly outline the road at a seemingly equal distance on both sides, or how the sun was dead ahead, shining its mid-day rays down on the not so permeable road.
So I'll move on to my thoughts, which were little if any, as I had been dazed, sleeping. So many hours in the car makes you feel like you just got out of the hospital from a head wound. Of course, I might have. I didn't remember. Never mind about the thoughts.
"Man, cops must really love this road, everybody seems to be speeding.", those were my first words since we had gotten into the car. I think it startled people. "Meh, the roads too flat, they can't hide up here in this light." That was my sister, we both looked at the speedometer, but it didn't so much matter, according to her.
Murphy is slowly climbing the ranks of my list of horrible law makers. Between the flashing
lights behind us, and that highly irritating siren, I couldn't keep my mind on one track.
I wanted to post it because it is kind of in-theme with this thread, considering the whole "imagination" thing.
So here it is, my most recent post, and a very not-recent story. =]
-=[Creativity
ending]=-
It seems unreasonable to be so cliche as to start a story off by telling you the situation I was in. So I will start off at a slower portion and build up to the interesting parts in a more mundane manner. Fun fun.
So, there I was. Rolling along highway S, my family takes a vacation every June.
We were on one of those long stretches of flat open road that makes you feel like you passed the Kansas state boundaries hours ago.
Except we were actually heading away from Kansas, southeast into a hill country that is rather beautiful come spring time. Of course you're not interested in the terrain, how the tree's seemed to perfectly outline the road at a seemingly equal distance on both sides, or how the sun was dead ahead, shining its mid-day rays down on the not so permeable road.
So I'll move on to my thoughts, which were little if any, as I had been dazed, sleeping. So many hours in the car makes you feel like you just got out of the hospital from a head wound. Of course, I might have. I didn't remember. Never mind about the thoughts.
"Man, cops must really love this road, everybody seems to be speeding.", those were my first words since we had gotten into the car. I think it startled people. "Meh, the roads too flat, they can't hide up here in this light." That was my sister, we both looked at the speedometer, but it didn't so much matter, according to her.
Murphy is slowly climbing the ranks of my list of horrible law makers. Between the flashing
lights behind us, and that highly irritating siren, I couldn't keep my mind on one track.
24-Jun-2010 00:08:53 - Last edited on 24-Jun-2010 00:12:21 by Logan Shafts
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