This is my first try at something like a short story so forgive me if it's not what آپ were looking for. :P
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“What the hell are آپ doing, Katie?” I کہا as I walked سے طرف کی her. She was talking to two guys who looked like major perverts. I rolled my eyes then rolled up my sleeves and turned around when she didn’t say anything.
“Nothing, Mary.” She says with an innocent voice and baby face. The guys blush and swoon as she smiles. Katie always has been really pretty. Long dark golden hair and sky blue eyes and nice figure and big boobs. Basically… the cliché term “hottest girl in school” would fit her.
I, on the other hand am nothing like Katie. I’m a bit taller than her with fair blonde hair that’s usually cut short like a boys. I like it better that way, it’s easier to handle. I’ve never had a girlish figure and I have like no boobs what so ever. My eyes are a boring brown, yet my face is babyish.
I like to get into fights and practice boxing. I go to this boxing place down the سٹریٹ, گلی but I disguise myself as a guy so no one will hate on me for being a girl who likes to fight. So stupid…
“Yeah, whatever. Why’re آپ talkin’ to these pervs?” I said, chewing gum and making a bubble.
“Perverts?!” She cries then hides behind me. I just silently think to myself, ‘Such bad acting…’. Then I turn my attention to the guys in front of me. They were a bit short, one with short brown spikey hair. The other with long black hair. I have to admit, they were pretty cute. But, perverts… make me want to just… go on a rampage and hurt them… badly.
“So…” I کہا looking at the black haired one, chewing my gum loudly.
“Ya like pickin’ up chicks… playing with them? What? Did آپ think آپ were gonna get some?” I کہا making a face at them. They both laugh out loud and say
“What would آپ know, squirt?” loudly, in between laughing. What? Did they not just hear that my name is Mary? Do they think I’m a guy? Aw no. They didn’t.
I pick the black haired one up سے طرف کی the کالر and hold him two inches off the ground. I’m pretty strong for a girl and I’m proud of it. I bring his face to mine and look him in the eye.
“I wouldn’t know anything about that shit, dumb ass. I wouldn’t do that to a girl, I’m not an asshole.” I say, trying out my low voice. His face turns in disgust and he pushes me, making me let go of his collar. He makes a huffing sound then pats his buddy on the back and says
“Whatever.” They both walk away mumbling and swearing.
“Ha ha! Did آپ see the look on his face when آپ کہا he was a dumb ass?!” Katie laughs. She holds her gut and bends over, laughing hysterically. I laugh with her, almost crying.
“Anyway, I didn’t need your help, I’m not stupid آپ know.” She says trying to act grown up and strong.
“Heh, sure thing.” I stick my tongue out at her, then begin to walk away, picking my bag up at the fence.
I jump the fence, but once I hit the ground on the other side I black out.
I woke up feeling a bit dizzy. My head felt like someone kept spinning me in a دائرے, حلقہ for hours. I close my eyes and lay my head on the grass.
“What the hell--?” I start to سوال myself, but then I realize my voice is a lot deeper then before I jumped the fence. I hold my hand in front of my face, it’s longer and the finger nails aren’t long at all. It looks مزید rough and calloused. Like a guy’s hand…
I stand up, realizing that I was taller. I look down at my chest, it was completely flat, yet muscular. My torso’s longer too! So are my legs!
“Whaa--?” I say again.
“Am I a guy now?” I ask myself, afraid to know the answer.
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“What the hell are آپ doing, Katie?” I کہا as I walked سے طرف کی her. She was talking to two guys who looked like major perverts. I rolled my eyes then rolled up my sleeves and turned around when she didn’t say anything.
“Nothing, Mary.” She says with an innocent voice and baby face. The guys blush and swoon as she smiles. Katie always has been really pretty. Long dark golden hair and sky blue eyes and nice figure and big boobs. Basically… the cliché term “hottest girl in school” would fit her.
I, on the other hand am nothing like Katie. I’m a bit taller than her with fair blonde hair that’s usually cut short like a boys. I like it better that way, it’s easier to handle. I’ve never had a girlish figure and I have like no boobs what so ever. My eyes are a boring brown, yet my face is babyish.
I like to get into fights and practice boxing. I go to this boxing place down the سٹریٹ, گلی but I disguise myself as a guy so no one will hate on me for being a girl who likes to fight. So stupid…
“Yeah, whatever. Why’re آپ talkin’ to these pervs?” I said, chewing gum and making a bubble.
“Perverts?!” She cries then hides behind me. I just silently think to myself, ‘Such bad acting…’. Then I turn my attention to the guys in front of me. They were a bit short, one with short brown spikey hair. The other with long black hair. I have to admit, they were pretty cute. But, perverts… make me want to just… go on a rampage and hurt them… badly.
“So…” I کہا looking at the black haired one, chewing my gum loudly.
“Ya like pickin’ up chicks… playing with them? What? Did آپ think آپ were gonna get some?” I کہا making a face at them. They both laugh out loud and say
“What would آپ know, squirt?” loudly, in between laughing. What? Did they not just hear that my name is Mary? Do they think I’m a guy? Aw no. They didn’t.
I pick the black haired one up سے طرف کی the کالر and hold him two inches off the ground. I’m pretty strong for a girl and I’m proud of it. I bring his face to mine and look him in the eye.
“I wouldn’t know anything about that shit, dumb ass. I wouldn’t do that to a girl, I’m not an asshole.” I say, trying out my low voice. His face turns in disgust and he pushes me, making me let go of his collar. He makes a huffing sound then pats his buddy on the back and says
“Whatever.” They both walk away mumbling and swearing.
“Ha ha! Did آپ see the look on his face when آپ کہا he was a dumb ass?!” Katie laughs. She holds her gut and bends over, laughing hysterically. I laugh with her, almost crying.
“Anyway, I didn’t need your help, I’m not stupid آپ know.” She says trying to act grown up and strong.
“Heh, sure thing.” I stick my tongue out at her, then begin to walk away, picking my bag up at the fence.
I jump the fence, but once I hit the ground on the other side I black out.
I woke up feeling a bit dizzy. My head felt like someone kept spinning me in a دائرے, حلقہ for hours. I close my eyes and lay my head on the grass.
“What the hell--?” I start to سوال myself, but then I realize my voice is a lot deeper then before I jumped the fence. I hold my hand in front of my face, it’s longer and the finger nails aren’t long at all. It looks مزید rough and calloused. Like a guy’s hand…
I stand up, realizing that I was taller. I look down at my chest, it was completely flat, yet muscular. My torso’s longer too! So are my legs!
“Whaa--?” I say again.
“Am I a guy now?” I ask myself, afraid to know the answer.
Another poem سے طرف کی me. This one came out kinda lame,but I'll let the rating be the judge (assuming there will be any).
That Girl
Have آپ seen that girl,
That goes around here and there?
Nobody knows where she’s going,
Is she even going somewhere?
Pretty face, pretty hair,
Nobody knows her name,
She seems sad, what a coincidence,
I’ve been feeling the same.
She seems lost,
Doesn’t even know where she’s from,
I’m a nice guy so I invite her,
To stay in my home.
She seats in the couch,
My, is she pretty?
I wonder what I can say,
To comfort that girl , so dreamy.
Sarah,
She tells me it’s her name,
She feels sad,
Funny,
Because I’ve been feeling the same
That Girl
Have آپ seen that girl,
That goes around here and there?
Nobody knows where she’s going,
Is she even going somewhere?
Pretty face, pretty hair,
Nobody knows her name,
She seems sad, what a coincidence,
I’ve been feeling the same.
She seems lost,
Doesn’t even know where she’s from,
I’m a nice guy so I invite her,
To stay in my home.
She seats in the couch,
My, is she pretty?
I wonder what I can say,
To comfort that girl , so dreamy.
Sarah,
She tells me it’s her name,
She feels sad,
Funny,
Because I’ve been feeling the same
I wrote this yesterday when me and my boyfriend had a big fight and it's a fight that may go on for a long time. I know I am young to write something like this but, I guess it helps. Plus If آپ don't like it just tell me, ok?
The Power of Words
آپ and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My دوستوں had to like آپ a lot
and آپ felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
آپ think you're mr. I'm so cool
but آپ used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people آپ love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made آپ feel much better.
But the fight we had,
آپ کہا was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell آپ gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!
The Power of Words
آپ and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My دوستوں had to like آپ a lot
and آپ felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
آپ think you're mr. I'm so cool
but آپ used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people آپ love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made آپ feel much better.
But the fight we had,
آپ کہا was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell آپ gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!