My name is Isabella King. A student at Lehigh University and I am excited to share a small excerpt (about the first two paragraphs) of a book I wrote senior year of high school. Many more edits are in the works although there are a few printed copies out there. Chapter One 2099-10-01 18:36:03 Today is the first of October, and it might be the last day that I am me. I’m told what I’m doing is right, and both my naivety and guilt keep me from disagreeing. But, even if my conscience decided to change its mind today it’d be too late. By the time, I rest my head on a pillow tonight-well, will there be pillows? Doesn’t matter. I’m filled with so many questions I feel like my brain is going to override and fry up, in the next hour, though, I guess my brain will feel less cluttered, it will feel empty. I must admit to some fear, because I’m only human. My fear is I won’t be me anymore. Is it the memories that make the person? Or the decisions? If I have no memory of those decisions will I still be me? Will I have the same fears and insecurities, or will they fade away with my past and my friends? My turn is next, they’re coming to get me now. They’ll pull this thing out, and I may stay, or I may disappear along with my memories. So, I sent this to you, to try and keep my memories alive, they are the only evidence left of what really happened . Simone’s voice comes off crisply and flows into the ear piece as I press play. I had almost forgotten what she sounded like, but as I look down at the tablet, reading the words as she says them, I don’t know how I ever forgot. These memories were so precious to her, and I almost let them slip away. Selfishly, I want them to fade and disappear. Her memories are gone, and she can’t remember me anymore. I, however, am left with the scars of losing her. I rub my index finger gently against the glass screen, as if touching her words somehow connect me to her.
Welcome to the world of blogging!
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Reblogged this on charles french words reading and writing and commented:
Here is an introductory post from one of my students in my English 11 class at Lehigh University.
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Very sweet. I’m now wondering what happened and why! 🙂
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WOW! You are a truly powerful writer. I honestly felt glued to my seat waiting to see what happened to this lady (girl?). Anyway, you have such a good talent. Keep writing and I know you will go far with your writing. Great job! Anne
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Nicely executed! And just enough of a nibble we want more to taste…
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