
08-30-2009, 05:09 PM
I hope I put this in the right spot.... >.<
{So this is the story I need help with, I can start them but I lose my ideas half way through please read and help me. ^_^}
Victoria was born in 1840; she had decided to get involved in the Civil War for the North. She wanted to fight with the men of the war, but she couldn't so she joined as a field nurse. One day she was working a boy about her age who had gotten shot in the chest plate, it was a bad wound, he'd survive but he wouldn't sit still. It was taking her a while to stop the bleeding, so she started talking to the guy, hoping to keep him calm so she could work. They talked about everything, he told her about where he was from, his parents, his school life, he felt like he could share everything with her. She had finished bandaging him, but she hadn't put any disinfectant on it. Victoria asked if he, D---- Venca, his first name was grazed by the bullet. Victoria wasn't focusing on that though, she just wanted to save his life. While Victoria was running with Venca back to the nurse bunker she was shot through her back and went into her heart jammed there, she died looking in Venca's eyes. Venca died a matter of seconds after from a blood clot going to his heart. Both dying at the tender age of 22 during Antietam, the bloodiest one day war of the Civil War; just two of the 2,108 people to lose their life fighting for what they believed in.
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"Veronica!!!!!" screamed Teresa,my mom up the stairs, " If you don't get down here right now I will never let you date!" I ran down the stairs as fast as I could without tripping down them. I got to the bottom of the stairs slightly dazed, tidied myself up quickly and looked at the boy my mother had screamed in front of. “Mom….” I hesitated and brought her into the kitchen, “Could you maybe not scream in front of him, I don’t want you to scare off my first date….jeez.” I tried to laugh as I finished hoping my mother wouldn’t take me too seriously. I'm not a very serious person, I tend to be quiet and outgoing. I love being seen and heard, but only by my friends, I know I'm odd.
My mom and I went back into the living room. My dad, David, walked in, carrying a BB gun. 'Now I'm never going to be able to leave' she was never going to leave, I took dad into the kitchen and took the gun from him. “Sit and try to be nice, please.” I gave him the Ariel eyes that no man could resist. Finally, they stopped being so overly protective and started questioning him….. ‘God help us all’ I kept saying in my head, ‘please.’
“Have you dated anyone before?” was the first question out of my mother’s mouth. How could she ask such a thing…I don’t know and personally I don’t care as long as Deves isn’t scarred away by my parents. I was so caught up by my own thoughts, I hadn’t even realized he had answered the question and my parents approved. That quickly, something isn’t right, unless I was talking to myself the whole time. Crap!
Dylan and I made our way outside before my parents could ask anymore questions…hopefully the first was the worst. “Those were some awfully cute baby pictures…” He looked in my direction with a smile on his face…'mannn… I did miss a lot.' “Uh…..well, thanks…I think? I put on a tacky smile and hoped he would laugh it off and not ever in his life mention them again. He put his hand in mine and held onto it lightly, a little chill went through my whole body. I looked down at my hand and then to Dylan’s eyes and he had the same shock in his face.
{I want to do some sort of dramatic dialogue between the two but I dont exactly know how to start}
Last edited by Sexy Blue Candy; 09-05-2009 at 03:38 PM..
Reason: Making it make sense. xD
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