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    dots Submission Name: a morning in creative writing classdots

    Author: gwenn sundala
    Elite Ratio:    3.71 - 76/70/51
    Words: 224
    Class/Type: Story/Being a Teen
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       when i was a sophomore, i took a creative writing class. we did a lot of journals, and this was the partner journal. we had to write a conversation, and so my cousin and i wrote this. good times.

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    dotsa morning in creative writing classdots

    tim sat wearily at the table, wishing he were in bed. he wished it even more as he listened to his annoying cousin's chatter.
    "how was your two days off school?" elisabeth asked excitedly.
    tim replied, "um….i caught up on my sleep."
    elisabeth gasped. "how could you sleep the day away?! there are things to do! people to see…"
    tim, annoyed, interrupted her. "Sleep, is the most, necessary part of life."
    elisabeth rolled her eyes. "that's why God created the moon, to tell us when to go to bed. the sun tells us to wake up!"
    tim said matter-of-factly, "even God rested….yeah, God took a break, man."
    elisabeth snorted. "so, like, let's sleep all day saturday and work the rest of the time. that's what you're saying, basically."
    tim smiled prophetically. "okay, answer me this; what do we do in the seasons where the moon and sun are out at the same time?"
    elisabeth gaped, astounded that something intelligent came out of tim (this early in the morning).
    "i guess….we….hibernate like a bear."
    tim high fived elisabeth.
    "end of conversation…"
    "okay, oh by the way tim…uh…tim?"
    tim had zonked out on the table.
    elisabeth shrugged. "how can he be tired?"
    elisabeth yawned, putting her head on the table.
    "i just don't….understand….him…..ZZZzzzz……."
    elisabeth has fallen asleep, as well…..

    ~ written 2/9/07

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      her bright green eyes
    were sleeping furiously
    as the sun crept behind her
    and the moon fluttered curiously

    I haven't a clue
    what all these clues mean
    she said as the stars wept
    and washed themselves clean
    | Posted on 2011-04-30 00:00:00 | by rws | [ Reply to This ]
      ha this does look like it was fun to write. i enjoy the back and forth between the two. sometimes a good hybernation is just what the doctor ordered.
    | Posted on 2011-04-27 00:00:00 | by cornonthekob | [ Reply to This ]

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