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Shiah's Story Part 1,2and3 *sad story*
This is a story im writing about my Character Shiah its a sad story on her horrid life:(
pt.1 family affair bonjour im shiah and if your wondering whats the story behind my life i suggest you keep still caue its a long story. it all began with a beautiful woman who fell in love with this handsome rich guy. The woman was named Beatrix Colonaly. and the guy she loved was Shihanel Ganzise. Beatrix really loved the man even though Shihanel was a drunken player and cheated girls just to sleep with them. So one day Beatrix thought that if she was to have a child by Shihanel he would marry her, so she did,and then when Shihanel found out that Beatrix was bearing his child he had no choice to marry her. he was happy, thinking it was to be a son but on a cold December morning his excitement went away to find out that he had a doughter and not a son. The proud but nervous mother named the child after her agressive husband, Shiah and her middle name Florence after her mother. "Shiah Florence Ganzise??!!" Shihanel was mad that Beatrix had named the daughter after him he only wanted a son to bear his name. but he took care of this child of his...me. then the most horrid thing happened 3 years later. Shihanel had gotten drunk and came home and started terrorizing the whole house. he knocked down every item in site and was cursing at anymoving thing. His so called beloved wife came into the room to see what was wrong with her husband and she tried to calm him down and grabbed his arm. Shihanel was startled and struck Beatrix with his rum bottle knocking her uncaucious. crawling into the room young 3 year old Shiah (of course me) saw her mother laying there on the floor, she started crying then her father not caring for the poor child crying for her mother he trew the bottle at Shiah, he missed but the bottle landed next to her and a shard of glass had cut into her eye, now crying blood of pain Shihanel took his lifeless wife and badly bruised child to the emergency room. Shiah was fine but she was now unable to use her left eye, since the glass had cut into her pupil and blinded her permently, but Beatrix was knocked so bad in the head from the heavy glass bottle, Shihanel had broke her skull and easily killed her. Ashamed at what he did he ran away with shiah to his mother home away from paris to the little london, his mother loved shiah but couldnt bear to see her grandaughter with the terrible eye so she had brushed all of shiah's little hair in front of her left eye like a bang to cover it (note to why i still have it) . six months later Shihanel was being tanuted of the murder of his wife and kept going insane. so he had drew a gun and shot. himself. that was the last everyone has heard of shihanel again. Part.2 Grandmother's Guidence After Shihanel's funeral, Florence was left custody of little Shiah (me). She had to become aware of how to raise her half blinded grandchild. She didnt allow her to go out and explore the world. She didnt want people questioning her about the childs eye or the children teasing her about her disability.Now a year has past and it was Shiah's fourth birthday. Being the kind grandmother Florence gave Shiah a party, but it was only herself and Shiah attended. While the dim lights of the cnadles glowed across Shiah's pale face a tear rolled down Florences face on how sad it was for the little girl to grow without her parents and how lonely her life must be so empty no one else to love her. Shiahlooked at her grandmotherand had noticed the tear drop and wondered why she was crying but she never asked. During this year Florence had to figure out ways to keep shiah's eye sheild from others so they wont see it, so florence had brushed aside a part of shiah's hair like she did before when she was baby and swept it to the left side and it completely covered her eye (now you see why its always covered) and the only good eye was shown. Florence had taught Shiah everything she needed to know before she had to send her off to school. and when spetember came was when Florance was most worried. Part 3 School Life On the first day of school little Shiah (me) was excited about finally meeting kids and hoped to make friends. Florence on the other hand, knew all of the staff knew Shiahs father and hoped they wouldnt askwhat had happened to her parents. So , it was time fir Shiah to begin class, shiah sat at a desk by herself. She didnt know how to make friends so she sat there quietly and smiled swetly hoping for someone to say hello. One girl, Analesse, had came and sat next to shiah. She also smiled sweetly and said hello to shiah and introduced herself. Shiah did the same. The two new friends never left each others side. They did everything together, Florence loved the little girl and how nicely she played with shiah and that she didnt treat Shiah differently. So Analesse was allowed to come and play with shiah after school. one day Shiah asked if Analesse wanted to see what her eye looked like that was hiding behind her bang. Analesse agreed not to tell anyone of what she saw. Shiah lifted her bang and told Ana what happend to her when she was younger. Analesse didnt feel frightened but felt sorry for her frined and told Shiah her horrible life story on how abusive her father was and that there was noone there to stop him. It was only Analesse and her father. |
There are a lot of spelling and grammatical errors here, but also you tend to switch back and fourth between first and third person.
If you want this to really be a sad story, I think you need to slow down and take more time with each section. Be sure to give the details in order, and give more explanation as to why things happened. For example, if the father was so angry about having a daughter, why did her care for her anyways? What made him feelobligated to take care of a child he didn't even want? or why is the grandmother so concerned about her eye? Yes, she's afraid that Shiah will get made fun of, but what sort of community do they live in where the father was taunted and the grandmother worried to child would be too? So give a bit more background. OR If you're trying to go for a humorous/ironic tone, you still need to slow down a bit, but you don't have to give as much detail as I prescribed above. Just take some more time and organize your thoughts. Make sure the point of view stays the same. Refine your sentences (you should do this anyways, but it is more difficult here because were minimizing the amount of description). Until you decide which type of story you want this to be, I can't give you much more help... |
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