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smile :)
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Join Date: Dec 18, 2000
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(OK, sorry for the two day delay or so... school shopping and everything..)
Guilty. Very guilty. Extremely guilty. So was the look on Theodore Blumenthal's face. And mine was too. Guilty, feeling bad about what I said to him. Guilty of just being.. guilty... or something. "Talk away," I said. "I'm really sorry about being upset with you and all," he said, "and I know it's not your fault." "Sure isn't yours either." "That's right." He smiled. So far, so good. Was that some peace offering creeping into Teddy's face? An apology for being upset? "I'm sorry, Jinny. Sorry for just being upset and I know it wasn't yours or my fault. I'm sorry." "It's okay," I said. Was it? I didn't know. "Anyway..." he said, "how about you and me walking home today?" "Sure," I said. "I'll meet you at your locker," he said, "4:00." "Okay," I said as I walked over to my locker then and got out a couple books. Life was back to normal. I wouldn't ever know who started the rumor, or why they did about a new kid, but I knew that day walking home with Teddy that from now on anything between us wouldn't hurt us. Next rumor around, I'd never get upset with him. But for now I was just taking it one day at a time. With Teddy along for the ride. --- The end! Comments? --- ------------------ Teeny: Chrissy, truth or dare? Chrissy: Truth. Teeny: Have you ever been french kissed? Chrissy: Are you kidding? I don't want to get pregnant! |
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Join Date: Jul 04, 2001
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great fan fic!! you are a talented writter and you should definitly write more!!
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*funger agger* LOL
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Cute fanfic!!!!!
I just realized that was my 500th post!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yippee!!!!!!!! Somebody celebrate with me! [This message has been edited by sue z q (edited 09-03-2001).] |
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*Mindanao Machiku*
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Join Date: Dec 21, 2000
Location: Temporarily in Ok, permanent location ^ there!
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Great! Me thinks a sequel is much needed! Yeah, Susan!!!
One thing, you can't pass me in posts, got it? lol, more fanfic!------------------ My mouth runs like the Energizer battery: It keeps going and going and going and going... Visit my site, www.danielles-teen-scene.cityslide.com! Finished fanfics: "The Perfect Stranger in Peekskill", "Wounded Pride", "Love Conquers All: Jinny's Story", and "Blair Gets Hooked". Fanfics in production: "Blair's Secret", "The Healing Process: Magda's Story", "Second Chance on Love", and "Is That Your Final Answer?". <3 u, Jacob! You're coming back angrily from a Sunday service because all of your family tried to convert you into a true Christian. Yeah, you've been going to church, but you just don't buy all this Holy, Holy stuff. You take a bite of your peanut-butter sandwich, which is your breakfast. During the process of angrily honking your horn at a slow milk-truck in front of you, with about 40,000 bumperstickers on it, a wad of peanut butter gets stuck in your throat. You start coughing, and the car swerves uncontrollably. You run into the milk-truck, and it turns over on top of you, spilling milk all through your windshield and flooding your car. You stay there, almost drowning in milk, until you vaguely hear sirens and muffled voices. They carefully pull you out of the car, and place you on the strecher. One of the last things you see are two bumper stickers on a twisted piece of metal left from the truck, side by side. One of them says, "Got Milk?" the other says, "Got God?" As you are being loaded into the ambulance, you use the last of your strength to give out one final cry of pain. You close your eyes in prayer, asking the Lord to forgive you of your sins, thanking him for sending his Son to die on the cross for you. Suddenly some of what the strange man up in the pulpit has been preaching clicks in your mind, and you start to weep. You feel your strength flowing from you, but you stay calm, still mouthing, "Thank you, Jesus." You calmly take your last breath, knowing that you've finally figured something out, you've given your life to Christ, and you're going to Heaven... Okay, was that too dramatic? Hmm, dunno, but I felt the need to type it, I've been in a witnessing mood lately. ?I intend to take this board for Jesus, well, if not at least one person, and all you have to do is do just what the person did in the story, that might be a real scenario someday, all I can tell you is be prepared. Well, TJ will kill me for this signature, buh-byezies! ![]() ~:.-*-. anielle:.-*-.:~aka- D! |
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