need to write a short story starting with "she glared at me and walked away.."?
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"She glared at me and walked away.  One of these days I'm going to learn what tact is -- and maybe even diplomacy.  But until then, the unpleasant facts speak for themselves.  She did not dispute them; she had nothing to dispute them with.  The facts formulated the kernel of truth and the truth had set me free from her.  And the simple truth of the matter was:"\n\nAnd at this point, you can write about "her" being a high priestess of some crazy religious cult or an unfaithful girlfriend or being annoyed that your favorite type of pizza tastes better or possibly simply accepting the fact that you've gotten a full scholarship to [Pristine University of Your Naming] and this kind of opportunity is enormous compared to what was, honestly, just a high-school fling.\n\nHope it helps.
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I would certainly try a few things to change this round a bit. \n\nWho and what is this poem about ?\n\nFrom your introduction we know but the poem does not tell us that. What emotions does this girl cause the boy to experience / suffer. Why does he like her so much ? What will happen to him if he does not tell her. What is the cause of his shyness, what is he afraid of. Does he think it would be better to suffer in silence rather than risk rejection etc.\n\nHow are you telling the story.\n\nAt the moment you have found a way to tell the basic story by using a lot of words that rhyme with each other, but you are restricting yourself by doing this. You have forced yourself to add in something with no relevance ( birthday in May ) just to keep the pattern going. Try mixing the rhymes up a bit or add a couple of lines between each rhyme. In this way you will make the poem flow more easily and allow yourself more room to develop the story you are actually trying to tell. If you think about songs you hear on the radio etc, think how they structure the words and take some inspiration from there.
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Suggestion: write one!!!!
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ANGER MANAGEMENT 101\n \nWhen you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know -- take it out on someone you don't know. \n\nI was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I had forgotten to make.  I found the number and dialed it. \n\nA man answered, saying, "Hello." \n\nI politely said, "Could I please speak with Robin Carter?" \n\nSuddenly, the phone was slammed down on me. \nI couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude. \nI realized I had called the wrong number.  I tracked down Robin's correct number and called her. I had accidentally transposed the last two digits of her phone number. \n\nAfter hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again. \n\nWhen the same guy answered the phone, I yelled, "You're an a_s_s_hole!" and hung up. \n\nI wrote his number down with the word 'asshole' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer. \n\nEvery couple of weeks,when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell, "You're an a_s_s_hole!" \nIt always cheered me up. \n\nWhen Caller ID came to our area, I thought my therapeutic 'a_s_s_hole' calling would have to stop. \n\nSo, I called his number and said, "Hi, this is John Smith from the Telephone Company.  I'm just calling to see if you're familiar with the Caller ID program?" \n\nHe yelled, "NO!" and slammed the phone down. \n\nI quickly called him back and said, "That's because you're an a_s_s_hole!" \n\nOne day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot. \nSome guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for... I hit the horn and yelled that I had been waiting for that spot. \n\nThe idiot ignored me. \n\nI noticed a "For Sale" sign in his car window, so, I wrote down his number. \n\nA couple of days later, right after calling the first a_s_s_hole ( I had his number on speed dial), I thought I had better call the BMW a_s_s_hole, too. \n\nI said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?" \n\n"Yes, it is." \n\n"Can you tell me where I can see it?" \n\n"Yes, I live at 1802 West 34th Street. It's a yellow house, and the car's parked right out in front." \n\n"What's your name?", I asked. \n\n"My name is Don Hansen," he said. \n\n"When's a good time to catch you, Don?" \n\n"I'm home every evening after five." \n\n"Listen, Don, can I tell you something?" \n\n"Yes?" \n\n"Don, you're an a_s_s_hole." \n\nThen I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too. \n\nNow, when I had a problem, I had two a_s_s_holes to call. \n\nBut after several months of calling them, it wasn't as enjoyable as it used to be. \n\nSo, I came up with an idea. I called Asshole #1. \n\n"Hello." \n\n"You're an a_s_s_hole!"  (But I didn't hang up.) \n\n"Are you still there?" he asked. \n\n"Yeah," I said. \n\n"Stop calling me," he screamed. \n\n"Make me," I said. \n\n"Who are you?" he asked. \n\n"My name is Don Hansen..." \n\n"Yeah? Where do you live?" \n\n"Asshole, I live at 1802 West 34th Street, a yellow house, with my black Beamer parked in front." \n\nHe said, "I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying your prayers." \n\nI said, "Yeah, like I'm really scared, a_s_s_hole." \n\nThen I called A_s_s_hole #2. \n\n"Hello?" he said. \n\n"Hello, a_s_s_hole," I said. \n\nHe yelled, "If I ever find out who you are...!" \n\n"You'll what?" I said. \n\n"I'll kick your a_s_s," he exclaimed. \n\nI answered, "Well, a_s_s_hole, here's your chance. I&#
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Try from a different point of view - maybe a woman who is looking out her window and sees him ride by.\nTry from a different time in history - like later when there were shopping malls there.\nTry writing in a different style of poetry or prose.\nTry writing it in modern language or putting it to rap music.\nTry writing it from the british point of view.\nTry writing it as a chat session.\nOr a haiku.\nTry using animals as characters instead of humans.\nWrite from a sensory standpoint, emphasizing sounds, smells, etc.
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It is best to write it yourself, as you know the person leaving and can give it that personal touch that no cut-and-paste source will provide.  It doesn't have to be more than a couple of minutes!
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Just post the whole stupid writing. you did  1 2 3 4 get it over with.
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There's a few ways, there's the thiking process or just bloddywell start writing. If you choose the former then think of a premise.  A begining, A middle a end.  Find your conflict/resolution. Think of your characters, try to write realilistic dialog and most importendly Stick with what you KNOW!!!
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I'm shy, so please write!
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start writing poems and read them with feeling, itä'll help you slow down and give life to your story telling beleive it or not!\nGood luck!
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In high school I wrote a paper on how much I hated Holden. He really is a prick when you think about it.\n\nI'd suggest writing a dialogue between two of the members of Holden's fencing team.
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go to www.literotica.com
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Try some of these sites. Good Luck and Have Fun!\n\nwww.short-stories.co.uk/\n\nwww.americanliterature.com/SS/SSINDX.HTML\n\nwww.classicreader.com/toc.php/sid.6/ \n\nwww.talesetc.com/ \n\nwww.storybytes.com/\n\nI hope this helps. :-)
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Sounds like Stanly Kuberick's "Eyes Widde Shut". Do a little research, MAke sure you're not repeating. If you're going to make a name for yourself, you need orrigional material to get established. Or else some bastard (like me but less nice about it) will do what I just did and compair your plots to ones already used. Just some cxonstrustive criticism because I think we need more erotic literature out there. I dig it. Good luck.
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*sigh* I'm afraid to tell you that...it was me!! oh yes "darn you myself!"\n\n"what? Dina and I just wanted some alone time. You're always here bugging us!!!"\n\n"Well gosh I'm sorry to hear that you feel that way! I thought we had something special!!!"\n\n"well we don't! It's OVER! I'm with Dina now!!"\n\n"FINE! If you don't want to be with me just leave! get out!"\n\n"Um you get out you're the one in the kitchen! Dina and I are just trying to have some peace and quiet!"\n\n"ugh I'm sorry. I didn't realize. I feel so foolish for the way I've been acting. Let's make up."\n\n"ok sounds good to me"\n\n"want to go out to dinner and a movie?"\n\n"sounds good!!"\n\nBoth: "Dina, wanna join!!"\n\nDina: "nah im too busy waiting in the kitchen singing and all..."\n\nBoth: "OK adios!!"\n\n\n\nEhhem sorry there..I got a little carried away with myself. Sometimes I argue with myself and stuff. God I just don't understand myself sometimes. I wish I would die. Maybe I should.....nah I'm too busy arguing with myself to think about that.\n\n\ntata!\n\nHappy cooking!
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THIS IS SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM  ---  this idiot keeps posting the same lame story under different names.    Stop wasting your time trying to help her, folks, she needs to get a fiction award for her writing.    Report her as SPAM or abuse instead.
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How about: I was feeding my dog Hooch when my bra stap (on the left-hand side) got caught on the edge of his dog collar (on the right hand side) and whoops! Whoa there! We were suddenly hooked together.\n\nI reached over my right shoulder to try and unhook us when the telephone, which my dog always runs to answer, rang.\n\nIn running towards the ringing sound he ripped my strap and my other bras being in the wash, I decided there and then on the spot to do an impromtu laundering.\n\nWhile the water was running into the laundry machine, the hose connected to the hot-water tap, jerked lose. Hooch had still been attached to the bra when I threw it in the machine and in tugging to get free,  he pulled the washer off it's base and yanked the hot-water connecting hose from its moorings!\n\nThe water flooded my basement, and my soggy-shirted basement tenant, surged out of it and roared, "That's it! That's the last straw! Look what you've done! I was working on my end of year report cards and now they are toast! You will have to stay home today with me and help me rewrite them. After that, you'll have to find a new tenant to help you out with your gambling debts. Didn't anyone ever tell you that betting on Chicken Little to win it all on American Idol was an extremely dumb idea! And even if it wasn't, you didn't have to get me to help you rob a bank to pay off that loser, MacDougald who only made a lucky stab at Taylor in the first place! Heck, MacDougald, hides his money in an old sock under his bed. The last time he was in a bank, you were in diapers! That's enough hiding out for me! This time, I really am going to tell everybody the truth! And I really did go to Cleveland with you guys last summer!"\n\nAnd that's the reason why I've been away all week! It's also the reason I'll never be away again, no, no, no not ever! Except for maybe ..next Tuesday! You see  my tenant died suddenly yesterday, and I've got his funeral to attend next week. By the way, it's in Cleveland.