Realistic Fiction
Chapter 2
The Text
Samuel's Point of View
Heh heh. These girls are such suckers... he thought as he typed out the text telling about the losers.
The text read: U guys wna know bout sme lsrs? Chck out the nmes Kelli Rush, Samantha Gonzalez, Lizzy Strickland, Anne Finley Riley, n Autumn Konrad. Ya, she my sis. I dnt like tht fact. Txt me l8er-Sam
Thank God, he thought, around 150 characters. Not 200. Surprised that didn't go over the limit.... Huh.
As he clicked, "Send to all contacts" He stopped. Something was bugging at him. Was it his conscience telling him to not send it? Nope. It was the remembrance that Autumn was on his contact list, so he checked her off the list, and, without and doubt in his mind, hit "SEND". About 5 minutes later, he had around 10 new texts. Some of them read, Haha! Such lsers. Others read, Wow, they sure look nrdy! While one person hit reply to all, and said, Heh. The Loser Squad. As soon as all the people read it, they knew it fit. And from that day on, the name stuck.
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Thanks for reading! Please put your critique below!! - Sadie (Btw, sorry it's short, I think I'm going to make my chapters on the shorter side. Thanks for reading!)
Chapter 2
The Text
Samuel's Point of View
Heh heh. These girls are such suckers... he thought as he typed out the text telling about the losers.
The text read: U guys wna know bout sme lsrs? Chck out the nmes Kelli Rush, Samantha Gonzalez, Lizzy Strickland, Anne Finley Riley, n Autumn Konrad. Ya, she my sis. I dnt like tht fact. Txt me l8er-Sam
Thank God, he thought, around 150 characters. Not 200. Surprised that didn't go over the limit.... Huh.
As he clicked, "Send to all contacts" He stopped. Something was bugging at him. Was it his conscience telling him to not send it? Nope. It was the remembrance that Autumn was on his contact list, so he checked her off the list, and, without and doubt in his mind, hit "SEND". About 5 minutes later, he had around 10 new texts. Some of them read, Haha! Such lsers. Others read, Wow, they sure look nrdy! While one person hit reply to all, and said, Heh. The Loser Squad. As soon as all the people read it, they knew it fit. And from that day on, the name stuck.
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Thanks for reading! Please put your critique below!! - Sadie (Btw, sorry it's short, I think I'm going to make my chapters on the shorter side. Thanks for reading!)
The creeking silence of age echos through the streets.
Sounds like old wooden floors under heavy feet.
All of the children once running around have evacuated
Or maybe they’ve just disappeared
Where have all the children gone?
Just yesterday they were tying ribbons in trees and swinging from the branches.
They were leaping over hot coals and swooning at anything
Where have all the children gone?
Those of us who remain wonder around like abandoned children in shopping malls.
Where have all the children gone?
Maybe this is just a dream
Maybe we are sleeping in rooms filled with metal shelves
If we put our ears to those shelves they would tell us stories of how they were emptied
Emptied by the fingers of fathers
Emptied into the flesh of their sons and daughters.
Where have all the children gone?
We hope they’re hiding
We hope they’re playing a game
But we know this is really happening
Where have all the children gone?
Sounds like old wooden floors under heavy feet.
All of the children once running around have evacuated
Or maybe they’ve just disappeared
Where have all the children gone?
Just yesterday they were tying ribbons in trees and swinging from the branches.
They were leaping over hot coals and swooning at anything
Where have all the children gone?
Those of us who remain wonder around like abandoned children in shopping malls.
Where have all the children gone?
Maybe this is just a dream
Maybe we are sleeping in rooms filled with metal shelves
If we put our ears to those shelves they would tell us stories of how they were emptied
Emptied by the fingers of fathers
Emptied into the flesh of their sons and daughters.
Where have all the children gone?
We hope they’re hiding
We hope they’re playing a game
But we know this is really happening
Where have all the children gone?
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