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[`Miyumi`]

Lost Life
Written by: Samantha J.


Wednesday, July 14.

It was raining again just as it has been for the past three days. I just wish I were somewhere else right now. Somewhere where it is not raining all the time. Oh man, that would be great! But I could only imagine such a place right now…. It is such a shame that we cannot go somewhere nice for once. If I could go somewhere it is not raining right now, I would be so happy! But, where would I want to go if I got the chance? Hmmm…. I would have to think about that for a while.
“Maybe we could go somewhere, you know?” Shelby stated solemnly.
Oh her? She is my big sister. She can be a pain like me sometimes, but I still love her. She’s more of the quiet one in the family.
“Oh yeah, like where?” I asked.
“I don’t know. I just overheard mom talking to someone on the phone about going on a trip soon,” she said.
“Really!?” I said in excitement. “But, to where might I ask?”
“I don’t know. Ask mom,” she said.
“Yeah, like I was going to go up to her and say, ‘Mom, where you going to ship us off somewhere any time soon?’, like I would do that. I mean I wouldn’t want to be nosy.”
“Oh well, then I guess we’ll just have to wait and see if there’s anything going on,” she said with a smirk.
Hmmm…. This has got me thinking… Is she sending us away? Or is she going on a trip? Man this is so confusing! I have to go ask her. So I get up off of the couch and head toward the kitchen, where I notice my mother making her famous Caribbean style chicken. Everyone in the neighborhood comes over to try it. So any way, I come in and sit at the table and finally begin to ask her. “Mom, are you planning on going anywhere soon?”
“No, why?” she wondered.
“Oh, it’s nothing important, but I just over heard you talking to someone over the phone about a trip.” I said cautiously.
“Oh. I was talking to your father…”
“My father!” I said surprised. I never met my father; he left my mother and me when I was just five months old.
“Yes, your father. He called and wanted to talk to me about you, actually.”
“Me? Why me?”
“He wanted to know if it would be alright if I let you go with him for a week.” she said, not paying any attention to the annoyed expression on my face.
“A week? A week where?” I asked in an annoyed manner.
“In London, England,” She said with a slight smile.
“London! You’ve got to be kidding!”
“Nope, I’m not. He wants you to go very badly. He wants a reply within a week or so.”
“Just a week? Why so soon? Shouldn’t I have a little more time to think about this, I mean, I haven’t seen him at all.”
“Yes, I realize it is short notice, but this is very important to him. This is chance for you two to get to know each other,” she said with some comfort.
“I guess so..” I said under a slight sigh. A week is too short to decide on whether I want to go or not. Why me? Why now? Of all times, why did he pick this time?
That night, I was going out with Jamie to get something from the Ice-cream Shop about three or four blocks down from my house. Jamie is my best friend who I’ve known since the fourth grade. I work with her in a local restaurant called Tichini. A Chinese restaurant that serves five star meals and does take-out, surprisingly. I never imagined a high-class restaurant that does take-out. When we finally got there, we both ordered a classic Sunday for two. We sat at the nearest table from the shop, when we both simultaneously noticed the cutest boy we’d ever seen. Jamie, the jumpy person she is, suddenly got up and moved to his table. He sat there with a confused look on his face. “What are you doing?” she said with a prissy look in her smile.
“I was eating until you came over.” He replied with a snicker in his voice.
“Well, I’m sorry. I just saw those pretty eyes of yours and I just had to come over.” Here I come rushing over to stop her in the middle of her ‘operation’.
“Sorry about her, she’s a little off on Wednesdays.” I said grabbing Jamie’s arm to pull her away.
“And who might you be?” he asked with a delighted gaze in his eyes.
“Me? I’m Diane. Oh, and this is my wild friend Jamie.”
“Yep, that’s me and don’t forget it! Ha-ha!”
“Alright, I won’t…” there he was trying to finish his sentence, and here comes Jamie.
“Pinky-promise?” she says holding out her pinky.
He puts his pinky around hers. “Yes, I pinky-promise”
“Good.”
“So anyway, you said your name was Diane, right?”
“Yeah, that’s what I said.”
“I like it. It suites you,” he said with a smile.
“Thanks, I appreciate that compliment.” I said with a flush look to my face. I doubt he even noticed.
While those words were being said, I had Jamie to the right of me nudging me with her skinny little elbow.
“Hey, we never got your name,” said Jamie butting in again.
“Oh yeah, I almost forgot. My name is Bruce. Well, I have to get going. I hope to see you again, Diane,” he said while walking away. And I’d hope that I would see him again too, but only with luck would that ever happen to me.
“’I hope to see you again, Diane.’ He likes you Diane, I can tell. I’m good at these things you know,” says Jamie jokingly.
“Are you sure about that? I caught him eying you as well,” I said with a slight snicker.
“Well, I am pretty cute, if you ask me.” I just started walking off laughing a bit. “What? You don’t think so?” she says running after me.
“Yeah, you’re pretty cute, but you didn’t hear that from me.” About thirty minutes later we went back to my house and watched a little TV, but like every Wednesday there was nothing on. The best thing you could find to watch might be an old black and white movie. You might be able to find some cartoons, but most likely not. You don’t really have much to choose from out of thirty-six channels. We’re poor, I know.

Friday, July 16

Two days have past and I only have three days left to think about the trip and my father. I still don’t know if I want to go, but my heart is telling me that I should. If I went then I would get to know my father better. Hmmm… Maybe I should… Okay I’m going to go tell mother my answer. As I’m walking to find her, I see Shelby standing outside talking to someone on the front porch, and now I’m curious. So instead of walking to talk to mother I walk out and stand next to Shelby to get a better look at the person she is talking to. It’s her ex-boyfriend Jason, now I’m not completely sure why he’s here, because I know Shelby doesn’t like him one bit. I grab her by the arm to ask her why he’s here. She explains to me that he wants her back and by the times she has said this she has tears coming to her eyes. She could never finish what she was saying to me so I try to take her in the house to let her calm down, but when we started to walk away her ex-boyfriend grabs a hold of my arm. I let go of Shelby and she runs into the house.
“Jason, let go of me!” I said slightly being scared, because he’s got a good grip on me.
“No, I won’t! If you get Shelby back out here I might consider it,” he said angrily.
“You’re hurting my arm! Let go!” I said, trying to pull away, and at that moment I hear a huge bang behind me. It’s my mother with a bat and Shelby standing behind her crying still.
“You let go of her this instant!” my mother exclaimed.
“Why should I?” Jason said with an attitude.
“Why? If you don’t want me to call the cops then you’d better let go of her. Oh wait, I already have.” She told him. And in the backing ambiance you could actually hear the sirens of cop cars heading this way. Right when the sound came to his ears he let go of me and ran, and suddenly my mother starts laughing. Right now both Shelby and I had confused looks on our faces.
“Mother, why are laughing?” we both ask simultaneously.
“Oh, that was just the television you were hearing. I didn’t call the cops, I just timed myself right with the show I was watching,” she said hysterically.




This is the modified version. I've fixed it about two times.

[`Miyumi`]

I've added and changed the story. (Even though no one has read it...)

[Bass Delux]

i loved it then and i love it now

[`Miyumi`]

Yay! Oh, here's the newly updtaed and modified version. I hope you like this one better.


Lost Life
Written by: Samantha J.


Wednesday, July 14.

It was raining again just as it has been for the past three days. I just wish I were somewhere else right now. Somewhere where it is not raining all the time. Oh man, that would be great! But I could only imagine such a place right now…. It is such a shame that we cannot go somewhere nice for once. If I could go somewhere it is not raining right now, I would be so happy! But, where would I want to go if I got the chance? Hmmm…. I would have to think about that for a while.
“Maybe we could go somewhere, you know?” Shelby stated solemnly.
Oh her? She is my big sister. She can be a pain like me sometimes, but I still love her. She’s more of the quiet one in the family.
“Oh yeah, like where?” I asked.
“I don’t know. I just overheard mom talking to someone on the phone about going on a trip soon,” she said.
“Really!?” I said in excitement. “But, to where might I ask?”
“I don’t know. Ask mom,” she said.
“Yeah, like I was going to go up to her and say, ‘Mom, where you going to ship us off somewhere any time soon?’ like I would do that. I mean I wouldn’t want to be nosy.”
“Oh well, then I guess we’ll just have to wait and see if there’s anything going on,” she said with a smirk.
Hmmm…. This has got me thinking… Is she sending us away? Or is she going on a trip? Man this is so confusing! I have to go ask her. So I get up off of the couch and head toward the kitchen, where I notice my mother making her famous Caribbean style chicken. Everyone in the neighborhood comes over to try it. So any way, I come in and sit at the table and finally begin to ask her. “Mom, are you planning on going anywhere soon?”
“No, why?” she wondered.
“Oh, it’s nothing important, but I just over heard you talking to someone over the phone about a trip,” I said cautiously.
“Oh, I was talking to your father…”
“My father!” I said surprised. I never met my father; he left my mother and me when I was just five months old.
“Yes, your father. He called and wanted to talk to me about you, actually.”
“Me? Why me?”
“He wanted to know if it would be all right if I let you go with him for a week,” she said, not paying any attention to the annoyed expression on my face.
“A week? A week where?” I asked in an annoyed manner.
“In London, England,” she said with a slight smile.
“London! You’ve got to be kidding!”
“Nope, I’m not. He wants you to go very badly. He wants a reply within a week or so.”
“Just a week? Why so soon? Shouldn’t I have a little more time to think about this, I mean, I haven’t seen him at all.”
“Yes, I realize it is short notice, but this is very important to him. This is chance for you two to get to know each other,” she said with some comfort.
“I guess so..” I said under a slight sigh. A week is too short to decide on whether I want to go or not. Why me? Why now? Of all times, why did he pick this time?
That night, I was going out with Jamie to get something from the Ice-cream Shop about three or four blocks down from my house. Jamie is my best friend who I’ve known since the fourth grade. I work with her in a local restaurant called Tichini. A Chinese restaurant that serves five star meals and does take-out, surprisingly. I never imagined a high-class restaurant that does take-out. When we finally got there, we both ordered a classic Sunday for two. We sat at the nearest table from the shop, when we both simultaneously noticed the cutest guy we’d ever seen. Jamie, the jumpy person she is, suddenly got up and moved to his table. He sat there with a confused look on his face. “What are you doing?” she said with a prissy look in her smile.
“I was eating until you came over,” he replied with a snicker in his voice.
“Well, I’m sorry. I just saw those pretty eyes of yours and I just had to come over.” Here I come rushing over to stop her in the middle of her ‘operation’.
“Sorry about her, she’s a little off on Wednesdays,” I said grabbing Jamie’s arm to pull her away.
“And who might you be?” he asked with a delighted gaze in his eyes.
“Me? I’m Diane. Oh, and this is my wild friend Jamie.”
“Yep, that’s me and don’t forget it! Ha-ha!”
“Alright, I won’t…” there he was trying to finish his sentence, and here comes Jamie.
“Pinky-promise?” she says holding out her pinky.
He puts his pinky around hers. “Yes, I pinky-promise”
“Good.”
“So anyway, you said your name was Diane, right?” he asked, completely ignoring Jamie who was behind him pointing to both he and I gesturing that we look good together.
“Yeah, that’s what I said.”
“I like it. It suites you,” he said with a smile.
“Thanks, I appreciate that compliment,” I said with a flush look to my face. I doubt he even noticed.
While those words were being said, I had Jamie to the right of me nudging me with her skinny little elbow.
“Hey, we never got your name,” said Jamie butting in again.
“Oh yeah, I almost forgot. My name is Bruce. Well, I have to get going. I hope to see you again, Diane,” he said while walking away. And I’d hope that I would see him again too, but only with luck would that ever happen to me.
“’I hope to see you again, Diane.’ He likes you Diane, I can tell. I’m good at these things you know,” says Jamie jokingly.
“Are you sure about that? I caught him eying you as well,” I said with a slight snicker.
“Well, I am pretty cute, if you ask me.” I just started walking off laughing a bit. “What? You don’t think so?” she says running after me.
“Yeah, you’re pretty cute, but you didn’t hear that from me.”
About thirty minutes later we went back to my house and watched a little TV, but like every Wednesday there was nothing on. The best thing you could find to watch might be an old black and white movie. You might be able to find some cartoons, but most likely not. You don’t really have much to choose from out of thirty-six channels. We’re poor, I know.

Friday, July 16

Two days have past and I only have three days left to think about the trip and my father. I still don’t know if I want to go, but my heart is telling me that I should. If I went then I would get to know my father better. Hmmm… Maybe I should… Okay I’m going to go tell mother my answer. As I’m walking to find her, I see Shelby standing outside talking to someone on the front porch, and now I’m curious. So instead of walking to talk to mother, I walk out and stand next to Shelby to get a better look at the person she is talking to. It’s her ex-boyfriend Jason, now I’m not completely sure why he’s here, because I know Shelby doesn’t like him one bit. I gently grab her by the arm to ask her why he’s here. She explains to me that he wants her back and by the time she has said this she has tears coming to her eyes. She could never finish what she was saying to me so I try to take her in the house to let her calm down, but when we started to walk away her ex-boyfriend grabs a hold of my arm. I let go of Shelby and she runs into the house.
“Jason, let go of me!” I said slightly being scared, because he’s got a good grip on me.
“No, I won’t! If you get Shelby back out here I might consider it,” he said angrily.
“You’re hurting my arm! Let go!” I said, trying to pull away, and at that moment I hear a huge bang behind me. It’s my mother with a bat and Shelby standing behind her crying still.
“You let go of her this instant!” my mother exclaimed.
“Why should I?” Jason said with an attitude.
“Why? If you don’t want me to call the cops then you’d better let go of her. Oh wait, I already have,” she told him. And in the backing ambiance you could actually hear the sirens of cop cars heading this way. Right when the sound came to his ears he let go of me and ran, and suddenly my mother starts laughing. Right now both Shelby and I had confused looks on our faces.
“Mother, why are laughing?” we both ask simultaneously.
“Oh, that was just the television you were hearing. I didn’t call the cops, I just timed myself right with the show I was watching,” she said hysterically. By this time we are all laughing at our mother’s idea, but hey, it saved my hide.
After about five minutes of laughing on the porch, we finally go inside. Shelby goes up to her room and closes the door behind her. If you were quiet enough, you could hear her crying again. Mother and I were in the living room having small conversations about this and that.
“So how did you come up with something that brilliant?” I said sarcastically.
“Like I said, I timed myself just right with the show,” she said smiling.
“Yeah, I got that, but how did you know it would work?”
“I, umm… I didn’t know it would work actually. I guess I was just lucky.”
“Just lucky? How about really lucky,” I said seriously and jokingly. She was lucky, and she knew it. All of the sudden, my mother and I look up, because we noticed something strange outside of one of the windows at the front of the house. My mother gets up slowly and moves toward the window.
“Go upstairs with Shelby.”
“Why? What’s going on?” I asked cautiously and quietly.
“Just go and don’t hesitate,” she said waving her hand telling me to go now. So of course I listen to her and slowly get up, moving towards the stairs. Then at a slight moment the front door flies open, and there I go running up the stairs as fast as I could possibly go. After I reach the top of the stairs, I slowly enter Shelby’s room, because I know how bad her door squeaks.
“What are you doing in here?” she said whipping the tears from her eyes, as I signaled to her to talk softly.
“Something’s happening downstairs.”
“What!? What’s going on?” A few minutes later, we hear a loud scream coming from downstairs.
“That sounded like mom,” Shelby says quietly but panicky.
“Yeah, you’re right,” I said while slowing opening the door of the room to see what is happening. “It’s Jason! He’s got a hold of mom!” I said frantically.
“What do we do?”
“Hurry, call the police!”
“Yeah, but what can we do?”
“I don’t know…” I said worriedly. I begin to walk back and forth in the room trying to come up with something that we can do to help her, but nothing seems to come to mind.
“We need to create a diversion until the police get here.”
“What kind?” she asks.
“I’m not sure, but while I’m thinking about one you should start calling the police.”
“Alright.” She quietly begins to move toward the phone. Picking it up, she calls the police, but in a very soft whisper.



We need to get some more members to read it, so I know what they think.

[Bass Delux]

i like the new additions

[Kojiro Hijikata]

I know I said I'd get around to reviewing this, but I kinda-... something came up, and-... Y'see... My deathly ill grandmother needed to visit Spain-... and bandito's made off with my crutches-- Alright, I forgot.

Belated though it may be, from one groin-grabbingly fantastic writer to another-- (yes, all fantastic writers use 'groin grabbing' as an adjective these days, didn't you get the memo?) You certainly display abundant literary talent. Your use of appropriate grammar pleases me to no end. (Trust me, I am a notoriously brutal critic. If it reeked, you'd hear about it~)

Splendid work, Miyumi.


-Crazy ol' Hijikata

[`Miyumi`]

I'm sorry about your ill grandmother... Wait! You forgot!?! How could you...

Groin-grabbing, huh? Nope, I guess I didn't get that memo.. I thank you for telling me this though, and that you think I have an abundant literary talent. I certainly don't think that I do, but I guess I was wrong.

Thank you for the reveiw, Kojiro.

[Kojiro Hijikata]

But of course, madmoiselle~

[Bass Delux]

ok...not to be rude or anything but whats with the sig?

[`Miyumi`]

I thought it was quiet funny.

[Bass Delux]

i'll admit that it's funny but it's a bit wrong

[`Miyumi`]

I know what anime show that is from now.. I think it's called 'Colorful.' That show has panties everywhere..

[Bass Delux]

now thats messed up...

[Bass Deluxe]

hey, did you ever finish writing the rest of this story?

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