Give me a good first sentence to start a story with!?

Question

a short paragraph would be even better. best intro gets the points!

wow this is great! only half a day ago i posted this and i already have 30 answers!! all of these are a blast to read, and some are hilarious. thanks to everybody who participates! i wonder who will be the best?

Answer 1

A good first sentence...?

"I really thought it was what she wanted me to do..."

A short paragraph would be even better...?

"I really thought it was what she wanted me to do. But when she turned and looked at me in horror--she had covered her mouth--and began running, running as fast as she possibly could, that I began to think I had misread her all along..."

Answer 2

a)As I gazed out upon the open sea I saw something i had never seen before. It came toward me with a blinding speed in a rage that i felt rushing through veins, leaving me with the worst feeling Ive ever had...Pain. But it wasn't regular pain it was a pain that would follow me for the rest of my life.

b)Sometimes I feel as if these four walls are closing in on me.Ever since i left the home Ive lived in for 23 years this apartment has become gray, gloomy, and depressing, like the rest of my world is and seemingly will be for the rest of my life. That's me. Alone in a smog-filled city with fleas and spiders biting at my heels every chance they get.

c)My life has been different since the day i turned 15. I see the night as if it were as bright as a new born star and the blazing morning sun is the beginning of a never ending twilight. I had awoken with a strange feeling that something terrible would happen. No, I'm not a freaky psychic who gets paranormal apparitions. Until that day i was regular, ordinary, plain, and any other word you can think of for boring. I wished desperately that something interesting would happen to me, now i just want to be the normal teenager i was before. Me, and nothing more than that.

Answer 3

It was a day like no other. The wind was howling and the small shack tremored with the bashing of the wind. A new life was about to begin and which each passing moment there was a build up of anticipation. First came a scream then a not so tiny cry. There would be many tears to come but for now life had begun and there was cause for joy but like all slaves that cry will soon turn to sorrow with the passing of years.

Answer 4

well, it really depends on what you want your story to be about... genre, etc. but... heres one....

Only time will tell. That's what they always told me. I never thought I would be in a position where I would have to decide whether to stay in the life that I was most comfortable with, or to leave the person that I had loved the most and start over again. They told me to wait, see what happens, maybe he will change his mind. But how long can a person wait? Last month when he told me that he wanted to move, I didn't know what to say. He knows that I can't leave my mother, she has noone else to turn to. My father passed away last year, and since then, she can't seem to live everyday life without my help.

how's that????

Answer 5

Clank! I swung my head wildly and stood up from my seat, gazing out the window into the darkness. I swallowed and my stomach buckled with fear. My pupils widened as I took a half-step towards the pitch glass. My heart pulsed and I could feel its hurried beats shaking inside my chest. I breathed deeply through my nose and then froze, knowing all the while that he was watching me. A bead of sweat trickled down my brow and I felt lightheaded--my mind filled with dread. I had but one chance: I clenched my hands and teeth and tightened my arms and legs and then measured my steps from my chair to the open kitchen door.

Answer 6

i write stories as well and I'm not sure I could give you a sentence. but I can tell you to choose something different ,out of the ordinary,something that would maake you say wow this is going to be really good, that's what I do. Please don't use once apon a time, one day or hi that makes it seem like oh not again make it real good something that would glue you to it the first time. Italso depends what your going to write about.

Answer 7

As I was running through the street, I was sure I ran from my enemies. But who were they? For years, I swore I was being paranoid, but reality backstabbed me. Who really would want to believe a schizophrenic? As I ran, there was nowhere to stop... or hide. I paid the price for something a group of men were adamant to protect. Before all this happened, I was met by a man at the summer festival in my hometown.

Answer 8

His squat squidgy toes dug into the sand. Nearby a battered transistor radio blared ancient roack and roll through a squeal of white noise. I wanted to look away, but could only stare at this balding portly man that sat on my beach.

Answer 9

It seemed like an impossible situation. They had tried every trick in the book. Fierce soldiers, tough gangsters, international terrorists, big brutes who weren't afraid of anything -- all had tried, all had failed. Tying him up and torturing him had had no effect either. As a last resort, they had even put a gun to his head. But no matter how hard they tried, the parents just couldn't get their son to clean up his room.

Answer 10

The ship bucked wildly in the stormy sea. I sat in the gloomy darkness below decks, huddled with my mother, feeling the life drain from my father and my sisters. The now familiar stench of death and decay surrounded us and our companions as the remains of our spoiled rations made the footing treacherous. Why did we ever leave our homes to escape famine and war only to trust the British to deliver us safely to New York?