Asha. I bared my name as I though of my name, whn Im wandering down the dark and desolate strrets in the rain.As I walk down the street. I see shuters, windows and doors close in fear of me. Freak, they call me.After my outburst of rage on the pathetic soul last year. Everyone calls me freak. Yet, I think to myself with a smile, no one dares to confront me.ha.Blind fear.My smile was quickly erased. Fear. They dont know fear. If they had hate as their father, as I did.They would be truly afraid. They no thing. Poumpus FOOLS!I lost control yet again and reduced the nearest dumpster to a heap of molten metal. Fire is my gift. Fire is my sword.My gun.At 13 years of age, normally, I would be broken into peices of nothing emotionally. But father did teach me one useful thing, strength.Endure. :::::::::::This is part of my story Im working on I would like a rateing on a scale of 1 -10 on how good it is.
2006-07-29 10:27:07 · 3 answers · asked by Anonymous in News & Events ➔ Media & Journalism
sorry Hun its hard to rate without being mean ,,it could be a good story if it had more information threes some good aspects to it but the spelling and grammar are all wrong im not expert but maybe more detail would be really good ..
2006-07-29 10:33:52 · answer #1 · answered by Linda 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
May want to take a class in english writing skill, after all you do have potential.
2006-07-29 12:18:59 · answer #2 · answered by shclapitz 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
-1,000
2006-07-29 20:55:25 · answer #3 · answered by .45 Peacemaker 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋