Ive started writing a book,
and i need a name for fast.
people say its really good and like twilight,
i like the name twiligh
but i need names.
here is the begining of my story.
I just saw him there, lying there in a pool of blood, I didn’t know what to do, I was just standing there calling his name, screaming, crying, and it was entirely my fault, everything that had happened was because of me. I loved him so much, I never should have done any of this, I should of just left things how they were but I couldn’t stop myself, I needed to be with him, I couldn’t live without him. I loved him, I truly loved him, and now here I am, watching him die...
My name is Hayley, and this is how it all started...
About a year ago, it was the beginning of high school, everyone was so excited, it was there chance to create a new identity, to become a new person, but you had to act fast if you wanted a good spot.
We were all moving up into the scary year nine. The last week of our middle school was ok, there were rumours going round of how the high school kids have a special week where they beat up chavs on one day, then emos and Goths another day, then skanks and tramps on another day, and how you get bog-washed and other rumours. No one believed it though; everyone was just looking forward to a new school, new friends, new begging. I could hardly wait...
The summer holidays had finally came to an end, and today I prepared to face my DOOM, knowing me I would forget something important, or have toilet paper stuck to the bottom of my shoe, or maybe I would get lost and be really late to my first ever lesson, or...
See, this is what always happens to ME. I always end up in the worst case scenario No one else who I know does, there first days are always completely PERFECT, the lucky ones, and mine, well not so perfect. Last year, at the begging of year eight, well let’s just say I didn’t really know the makeup rules then and I put allot of eyeliner on, and then what happened? It rained. Not just a little bit but bucketing it down, So I looked like a panda, all day. NOT fun. But that's a different story
Back to the first day, my alarm was set for dead on 7.30. I was so nervous that I was actually wide awake by 6.15, I decided that the first best thing for me would to have a good breakfast and relax, a bowl of cereal and a glass of orange juice I thought would be the best thing.
So I went and made them, and sat down at the dining table alone, everyone else was still in bed. I looked over towards to clock, and saw that it was 6.30; I had ages before I had to go. No need to worry I thought, but inside me, the fear was growing stronger every second.
After I had finished my breakfast, I got ready and went and watched TV, I looked at clock and saw it was 7.15, Lods of time I thought, then the next time I looked again and it was 8:45.
I panicked.
I jumped in the car and mum drove me to school, She kept telling me that there was nothing to worry about it, but there was A LOT to worry about in my world. Then it happened...
We drove into the school parking lot, mum wished me luck, said there was nothing to worry about gave me a kiss on the cheek and said to ring if anything would happen. I got out of the car, looking around to see if I knew anyone. I could see a few people but not anyone I was friends with.
I watched Mum drive away, thinking about how lucky she is. Her high school had come and gone, my nightmare was just beginning...
I found my class all right. There were a few people from my old school: Luke, Sam, Maria, Holly, Ben, Claire and Peter. I didn’t really know them very well, they had just gone to my old school
I went and sat at the back, near Maria and Holly. We started talking about what we think high school is going to be like. Maria was just excited because she wanted to meet loads of boys and Holly she was just caking herself in make up as she always did.
After a while I went to an empty seat at the back, placed my bag in front of me and sat there wondering what my new year, and class would be like..
and i need a name for fast.
people say its really good and like twilight,
i like the name twiligh
but i need names.
here is the begining of my story.
I just saw him there, lying there in a pool of blood, I didn’t know what to do, I was just standing there calling his name, screaming, crying, and it was entirely my fault, everything that had happened was because of me. I loved him so much, I never should have done any of this, I should of just left things how they were but I couldn’t stop myself, I needed to be with him, I couldn’t live without him. I loved him, I truly loved him, and now here I am, watching him die...
My name is Hayley, and this is how it all started...
About a year ago, it was the beginning of high school, everyone was so excited, it was there chance to create a new identity, to become a new person, but you had to act fast if you wanted a good spot.
We were all moving up into the scary year nine. The last week of our middle school was ok, there were rumours going round of how the high school kids have a special week where they beat up chavs on one day, then emos and Goths another day, then skanks and tramps on another day, and how you get bog-washed and other rumours. No one believed it though; everyone was just looking forward to a new school, new friends, new begging. I could hardly wait...
The summer holidays had finally came to an end, and today I prepared to face my DOOM, knowing me I would forget something important, or have toilet paper stuck to the bottom of my shoe, or maybe I would get lost and be really late to my first ever lesson, or...
See, this is what always happens to ME. I always end up in the worst case scenario No one else who I know does, there first days are always completely PERFECT, the lucky ones, and mine, well not so perfect. Last year, at the begging of year eight, well let’s just say I didn’t really know the makeup rules then and I put allot of eyeliner on, and then what happened? It rained. Not just a little bit but bucketing it down, So I looked like a panda, all day. NOT fun. But that's a different story
Back to the first day, my alarm was set for dead on 7.30. I was so nervous that I was actually wide awake by 6.15, I decided that the first best thing for me would to have a good breakfast and relax, a bowl of cereal and a glass of orange juice I thought would be the best thing.
So I went and made them, and sat down at the dining table alone, everyone else was still in bed. I looked over towards to clock, and saw that it was 6.30; I had ages before I had to go. No need to worry I thought, but inside me, the fear was growing stronger every second.
After I had finished my breakfast, I got ready and went and watched TV, I looked at clock and saw it was 7.15, Lods of time I thought, then the next time I looked again and it was 8:45.
I panicked.
I jumped in the car and mum drove me to school, She kept telling me that there was nothing to worry about it, but there was A LOT to worry about in my world. Then it happened...
We drove into the school parking lot, mum wished me luck, said there was nothing to worry about gave me a kiss on the cheek and said to ring if anything would happen. I got out of the car, looking around to see if I knew anyone. I could see a few people but not anyone I was friends with.
I watched Mum drive away, thinking about how lucky she is. Her high school had come and gone, my nightmare was just beginning...
I found my class all right. There were a few people from my old school: Luke, Sam, Maria, Holly, Ben, Claire and Peter. I didn’t really know them very well, they had just gone to my old school
I went and sat at the back, near Maria and Holly. We started talking about what we think high school is going to be like. Maria was just excited because she wanted to meet loads of boys and Holly she was just caking herself in make up as she always did.
After a while I went to an empty seat at the back, placed my bag in front of me and sat there wondering what my new year, and class would be like..
