Hey! I recently found a site called storywrite.com . Its a great site 2 post ur storys and get comments & tips on them! I've been writting a ton lately. If anybody wants a sample of what I write just email me @ missysnyder7@yahoo.com . I always could use some constructive criticism, tips, or comments! (my username on story write is Dellmelissa) I usually write stories, about teens and funny stuff. :D
MUCH L.O.V.E.!!!
-Mell
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Monday, January 1, 2007
2007 here I come!
Wow, Its 2007! My new years eve wasn't 2 thrilling. I kind of just chilled....by myself. How sad... well, It was OK. My new years resolution is to lose weight & take some kind of acting classes. Sinse we dont have it at our school. I really want to get into acting..so bad! Lets face it, I'm not getting any younger. JK JK. LOL, i'M 14 Here! Well.....It took me awhile 2 get a new years resoltion. At first I was my resolution was going to not have one. lol. Well I'm gunna go now.........
Much L.O.V.E.! <3
-Melissa (Mell)
Much L.O.V.E.! <3
-Melissa (Mell)
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Life is a puzzle, Chapter 1
HERes CHAPTER 1 OF "LIFE IS A PUZZLE". pLEASE READ AND COMMENT BACK! MUCH LOVE.
Chapter 1 – a lonely broken heart
Amber, she was the kind of girl that didn’t believe in fairy tales and a happy ending. She watched romantic movies and would wonder what it would be like, to be the girl that got everything. She would pray and wish that another human being would someday say those three words, preferably a man. But in her head, she knew it would never happen. Love was too hard for her, too much effort. Amber didn’t want to put all her heart into a relationship, just to watch it all crumble down before her eyes. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to love another person, to like another person; it was that she didn’t want to have her heart broken, like so many times before.
Amber was a young Caucasian woman. She had a little longer then shoulder length dark brown hair, but always put it up. Had light green eyes that any man would like to stare into for an eternity, but where hidden behind thick round glasses. Had a slim figure, was a beautiful girl altogether, but hid her beauty from the world. Amber usually wore clothes like sweaters, sweat pants, jeans, but would never imagine of wearing a short skirt. She was quite old fashioned, but also imaged of being a party girl. She didn’t want to think of what people would think of her if she even mentioned it. Whenever she fantasized of it, it would be so much fun, until something terribly awkward happened. If she ever actually did that, she wouldn’t know exactly what to do…She lived in a small cozy cottage in a small town on the seaside of Oregon. It was one of the only places she felt like she was at home. She spent most days in the cabin looking out at the vast ocean. It overwhelmed her. How could such a big thing be so calm at times? And yet so overpowering? It was like life, in a way. She also loved to read, listen to soothing music, watch television, and sometimes secretly dance and listen to loud and upbeat music. Amber had an internet business so she didn’t have the need to go out much, just the occasional shopping trip, going out for coffee, or paying her bills. Other than that she spent her time at home, lonely. She had only a few friends, but they weren’t even close to being good quality friends. She always felt like no one ever understood her, and wasn’t going to any time soon. If there was one thing she wanted in the world, it was a person that understood her. Just understand how she was feeling, it didn’t have to be a guy, maybe just a best friend.
That night she slept dreaming of her perfect man. Tall, dark longish hair, about twenty six years old, tan, deep blue eyes, and apparently had two kids with her. Of course, it was only a dream. Sense when in reality was a man like that ever interested in her? Let me see, never, she thought.
She awoke the next morning at 7am, same as always, it was Routine. She took a shower, got dressed, put her hair up in a bun, then put on a little cover up, blush and mascara in case she had to go out. Then sat down on the comfy couch to get to work. She was quickly typing away when someone knocked on her door. She wondered who it could be this early, on a Saturday after all. Amber got up from her work, and headed to her front door. She opened the door to see two little kids running off in the distance. Ding dong ditch she thought and laughed.
Around an hour later there was another knock at her door. It better not be those kids again… she thought while going to the door. She opened the door to see a rather handsome man.
“I’m sorry to bother you. Did these two young men bother you?” He asked her, with the two boys by his side.
“Nah, I don’t mind. Their just little kids” she said, staring dreamily into his eyes, but immediately snapped out of it. She thought the man was most likely their father.
“That’s good, I was hoping not to tell their mother, she’s in the hospital and I don’t want to worry her. You know?” He said.
“Oh, of course. It’s no problem, really. And I’m sure your wife will be fine.” She tried to comfort him.
“Oh, no she is not my wife. These little rascals are my nephews; it’s my sister that’s getting surgery.” He said.
“Oh.” She just said.
“Well, I better be going. I might see you down by the beach or something. Bye” He said and walked down the path way. She went back into her home and went back to her work.
Later that night she awoke to, but yet another knock on her door. Hoping it was the man, but not getting her hopes up she opened her door. To her delight it was that handsome familiar face.
“Hey, remember me?” He said. When she opened the door.
“I guess. What’s your name anyways?” She asked.
“Chris. And you?” He replied.
“Amber, but what do you need anyways?” she asked Chris, getting right to the point. Of course without being rude.
“Well, a couple of friends and I are going to go out to a nearby club, and you seemed our age. Do you want to go?” He asked, hoping she would come along.
“Uh, I don’t know… I don’t really do that kind of thing.” She said, nervously.
“Oh, come on! You’ll have fun. Do you like to dance?” He urged.
“Yeah, but I’m afraid I’m not that good. I won’t be prepared. “She said.
“Don’t worry. My friends won’t mind, they are not great dancers themselves.” He said and chuckled.
“I just don’t know. I’ll have to think about it” She said.
“Well, ok. We’re going in 3 hours. If you change your mind call me. Here’s my personal cell. “He said, and gave her a small business card.
“Okay, thanks.” She said and shut the door in his face. I can not believe this… going to a club? That’s like suicide for me though… she thought out loud. But what would she wear? Did she really know how to dance? What if he expected something? She thought again. She was worried it would be a disaster, or maybe it would be fun.......
Chapter 1 – a lonely broken heart
Amber, she was the kind of girl that didn’t believe in fairy tales and a happy ending. She watched romantic movies and would wonder what it would be like, to be the girl that got everything. She would pray and wish that another human being would someday say those three words, preferably a man. But in her head, she knew it would never happen. Love was too hard for her, too much effort. Amber didn’t want to put all her heart into a relationship, just to watch it all crumble down before her eyes. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to love another person, to like another person; it was that she didn’t want to have her heart broken, like so many times before.
Amber was a young Caucasian woman. She had a little longer then shoulder length dark brown hair, but always put it up. Had light green eyes that any man would like to stare into for an eternity, but where hidden behind thick round glasses. Had a slim figure, was a beautiful girl altogether, but hid her beauty from the world. Amber usually wore clothes like sweaters, sweat pants, jeans, but would never imagine of wearing a short skirt. She was quite old fashioned, but also imaged of being a party girl. She didn’t want to think of what people would think of her if she even mentioned it. Whenever she fantasized of it, it would be so much fun, until something terribly awkward happened. If she ever actually did that, she wouldn’t know exactly what to do…She lived in a small cozy cottage in a small town on the seaside of Oregon. It was one of the only places she felt like she was at home. She spent most days in the cabin looking out at the vast ocean. It overwhelmed her. How could such a big thing be so calm at times? And yet so overpowering? It was like life, in a way. She also loved to read, listen to soothing music, watch television, and sometimes secretly dance and listen to loud and upbeat music. Amber had an internet business so she didn’t have the need to go out much, just the occasional shopping trip, going out for coffee, or paying her bills. Other than that she spent her time at home, lonely. She had only a few friends, but they weren’t even close to being good quality friends. She always felt like no one ever understood her, and wasn’t going to any time soon. If there was one thing she wanted in the world, it was a person that understood her. Just understand how she was feeling, it didn’t have to be a guy, maybe just a best friend.
That night she slept dreaming of her perfect man. Tall, dark longish hair, about twenty six years old, tan, deep blue eyes, and apparently had two kids with her. Of course, it was only a dream. Sense when in reality was a man like that ever interested in her? Let me see, never, she thought.
She awoke the next morning at 7am, same as always, it was Routine. She took a shower, got dressed, put her hair up in a bun, then put on a little cover up, blush and mascara in case she had to go out. Then sat down on the comfy couch to get to work. She was quickly typing away when someone knocked on her door. She wondered who it could be this early, on a Saturday after all. Amber got up from her work, and headed to her front door. She opened the door to see two little kids running off in the distance. Ding dong ditch she thought and laughed.
Around an hour later there was another knock at her door. It better not be those kids again… she thought while going to the door. She opened the door to see a rather handsome man.
“I’m sorry to bother you. Did these two young men bother you?” He asked her, with the two boys by his side.
“Nah, I don’t mind. Their just little kids” she said, staring dreamily into his eyes, but immediately snapped out of it. She thought the man was most likely their father.
“That’s good, I was hoping not to tell their mother, she’s in the hospital and I don’t want to worry her. You know?” He said.
“Oh, of course. It’s no problem, really. And I’m sure your wife will be fine.” She tried to comfort him.
“Oh, no she is not my wife. These little rascals are my nephews; it’s my sister that’s getting surgery.” He said.
“Oh.” She just said.
“Well, I better be going. I might see you down by the beach or something. Bye” He said and walked down the path way. She went back into her home and went back to her work.
Later that night she awoke to, but yet another knock on her door. Hoping it was the man, but not getting her hopes up she opened her door. To her delight it was that handsome familiar face.
“Hey, remember me?” He said. When she opened the door.
“I guess. What’s your name anyways?” She asked.
“Chris. And you?” He replied.
“Amber, but what do you need anyways?” she asked Chris, getting right to the point. Of course without being rude.
“Well, a couple of friends and I are going to go out to a nearby club, and you seemed our age. Do you want to go?” He asked, hoping she would come along.
“Uh, I don’t know… I don’t really do that kind of thing.” She said, nervously.
“Oh, come on! You’ll have fun. Do you like to dance?” He urged.
“Yeah, but I’m afraid I’m not that good. I won’t be prepared. “She said.
“Don’t worry. My friends won’t mind, they are not great dancers themselves.” He said and chuckled.
“I just don’t know. I’ll have to think about it” She said.
“Well, ok. We’re going in 3 hours. If you change your mind call me. Here’s my personal cell. “He said, and gave her a small business card.
“Okay, thanks.” She said and shut the door in his face. I can not believe this… going to a club? That’s like suicide for me though… she thought out loud. But what would she wear? Did she really know how to dance? What if he expected something? She thought again. She was worried it would be a disaster, or maybe it would be fun.......
a storm...!
hey peoples!
well, here I am. Yup, right here in this spot. Ha Ha. Right now theres a storm, so my mom says i can't go on the fast regular computer. So im on my Dad's laptop. Its pretty slow and has no messngers what so ever. Come to to think of it I might just die. Ok, maybe that was a little dramatic. omgz, In P.E. I had like the queerest partner, if that makes any sense. He is soo weird! And not in a good way....lol. In a few minutes I'm gunna put some start of stories on here. K? Much love!
-melissa
well, here I am. Yup, right here in this spot. Ha Ha. Right now theres a storm, so my mom says i can't go on the fast regular computer. So im on my Dad's laptop. Its pretty slow and has no messngers what so ever. Come to to think of it I might just die. Ok, maybe that was a little dramatic. omgz, In P.E. I had like the queerest partner, if that makes any sense. He is soo weird! And not in a good way....lol. In a few minutes I'm gunna put some start of stories on here. K? Much love!
-melissa
Tuesday, December 5, 2006
my dad...
omg, hes a total asshole! he grunded me from myspace forever. now I can only use it...on weekends! and i didnt even do anything. I don't have failing grades, and didnt do anything wrong. My dad says that it will "help" my school work. Its like my parents are making my life more miserable, slowly but surely. They have taken away my tv, then say no to alot of my plans w/ friends, and now this. It;s how i talk to my friends. It;s soo unfair. I fucking hate my dad!
-melissa
-melissa
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
schools been out 4 2 days
so school has been out 4 monday & tuesday... which has been totally awomse, but now I defentilly have 2 go to school tomaorro. im totally not looking foraward 2 that! I watched john tucker must die agian today... it was pretty good. for the 2nd time. lol. we rented the movie yesterday. thats all 4 now! luv ya all!
melissa
melissa
Monday, November 27, 2006
1st official blog
yea.. so this is my first offical blog...yay! im not gunna do much on here but post some of the storys i write.. so u can comment on them all u want!! plz? anyways... i might do random stuff 2!!
melissa
melissa
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