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    dots Submission Name: Gray Christmasdots

    Author: HaldirLives
    Elite Ratio:    5.12 - 234/149/60
    Words: 467
    Class/Type: Prose/Misc
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       This is just something random that began as a random description. I think it's interesting how the writing develops along with the character.

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    dotsGray Christmasdots

    Christmas isnít white here, it never has been. Sometimes there is a dusting of gray over the grass, but never white. The houses, all exactly the same, are too close and the pavement is too common to have a white Christmas. Not that Iíve been outside my house much to see it, but I know what I see through my window and I know what I hear. I can see five houses to the right on my side of the street before it turns, and there are twelve to the left. I canít see much past the houses across the street, but I know there are mountains far off because I can see the hazy shapes they make at dusk.

    I donít spend all my time looking out my window. If I did, Iím sure I would have a much stronger desire to venture outdoors. As it is, I mostly sit in my beanbag in the corner of my room to read books. I can go through a thousand pages in a day, and Iím proud of that. I donít talk much, and Iím not much good at it when I do. Words get jumbled up on my tongue; thatís why I read. Thereís not much else to do, and I rather enjoy it. Iíve made friends with a lot of the characters in my local library, Iíve even fallen in love with some. I can picture them all very clearly when they come to visit. I know theyíre not real, but I like to pretend they are. I like to pretend that someone loves me and that I have friends and that I can talk with them normally. I donít have to say things, I just think them and they know and it sounds just fine.

    Ask me about a place that someone made up or about the ancient world and Iíll give you an answer longer than you mightíve liked, but I donít know much about whatís happening right now. I just know what my family talks about at dinner, and we donít eat together much. But thatís alright, because I like to eat with my friends more. Sometimes I wonder what my mom and dad think of me, and Iím pretty sure I confuse them. But thatís alright, because they donít think Iím crazy yet. If they did I would be seeing a shrink, and they would be wasting money. Because Iím not crazy. I know itís not real, but I like it better. I like it better than snow that looks like ash and far-off mountains and identical houses and no trees.

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      I thought this a rather sad piece. Your matter of fact discriptions of what seems to be a lonely life cut me deeply and caught me up in the story. I have always been torn between the solitary life and one of action, craving one then the other, so I identify at one level and then feel a sort of pity on another. Also your relationships with the characters in books is a special one that alot of us should be able to understand. Nice job! dmm

    P S Being crazy has it's advantages!
    | Posted on 2004-12-28 00:00:00 | by dmm | [ Reply to This ]
      Wooooah... is that really a picture of you???? The Lord of the Rings guy??? WOAH IM CRITIQUING A CELEBRITY'S WORK!!!! WOOOAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!! lol.... okay, imjust joking and felt like being a tidge fo a moron. so i was. he he he he, TO THE PIECE!!!!
    This is pretty clearly laid out. This sort of reminds me of my piece that I wrote called "real" only the person I wrote about was indeed real, but everybody took the part to heart that I was an autistic child.... Sorry for going off of the subject, I promise I won't NOT do it again at least two more times! he he he he.... yeeah.
    It seems as if when you frist wrote this you meant for it to be a description of the bleek world that you lived in, and you strayed from it and decided to blend it in with your reading. Don't worry, I do it too. heh.
    Did you title it before you wrote it? Just wondering....
    I used to be the biggest bookworm of them all, but then my teacher started taking my book away from me because I was reading it too much in class.... :/ (sad)
    My english II teacher always told us that todays generaltion doesn't read enough. They think of it as an assignment rather than an adventure and that its a snooze.... well as sad enough as it is to admit, half of the things they tell us to read are! Either that, or it is just too advanced for the people that don't read to appreciate it.... I'm glad that there are the few rare bookworms left. Kudos to you and your kind!

    peace love and agility,
    | Posted on 2004-12-27 00:00:00 | by falloutgirl | [ Reply to This ]
      Wow...this is quite impressive. I do agree with you in some parts of your prose writing. It is nice to develop friends within the fictional...it's sort of like getting addicted to a video game...lol...the characters become your only condolences from the outside world. You can go in your room and turn the game on and let your mind fuse in with theirs. It's a nice release. With reading, I understand where you're coming from. I do a lot of reading myself obviously (lol, anybody who's a member of this site should LOVE to read) and I can relate to how you feel. The world, in essence, is basically the same- you have your basics: the grass, sky, trees, dirt,water, etc. You see these things everyday but when you're lost in a book or videogame, your "basics" can become a bit more interesting...lol...and it's easy to sit down with this book and feel like you're a part- I know where you're coming from completely. Nice job, really---From the title, I didn't expect this to be as it was. Great!
    | Posted on 2004-12-27 00:00:00 | by wanderingpoet16 | [ Reply to This ]

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