Writing A Story That Needs To Be Told سے طرف کی Matthew Berkowitz

i was a normal 18 سال old colledge student until that night that horid night the night that all saftyein my life died it was a cold winters night and me and my friend trent were going to stay the night at the most haunted hospital in the world ( مزید like most haunted place of death and despair)waverly hlls sanitoryoum. "come on tristen were going to be laughing stocks of the city if we dont go" "trent." i کہا " i dont think we should go" " are u chicening out." he کہا " no" i snapped " but its not right" i argued to him "its these millions of death beads and u have famly that died there and so do i" " he looked mad at me mentioning his uncle who died there but i had to make him stop. "no" he کہا " we are going." to hell i thought if only i new

Last summer I went to Los Angeles to stay with my cousin for a few weeks.One afternoon we were having lunch in a nice restaurant in the centre of the town when my cousin got a call on her mobile phone and went outside to talk.While she was speaking to her friend,I suddenly noticed a man in a black hat who was sitting at the اگلے table.It was the actor Johnny Depp!He was alone,and I decided to take my chance.So I got up and went to his table:'Excuse me,could I have my تصویر taken with you?'I asked.He کہا yes,so I stopped a waitress who was passing سے طرف کی and gave her my camera.She took the تصویر of me and Johnny,I thanked them both,and then I returned to my table.When my cousin came back,I smiled.'Why are آپ looking so pleased with yourself?'she asked.
'I had my تصویر taken with Johnny Depp.'
'Johnny Depp?Where is he?'
'He's sitting over there.Look!'
She turned around to look and then started to laugh.
'That's not Johnny Depp!'I looked at the man in the black hat-he was laughing too.