My Yellow Brick Road
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Posted: 01 April 2009 06:39 PM
Hey guys,
This isnt really relevant to the whole project (I think) but i wrote this short story, sort of based on the Wizard of Oz clue-thing. And i really want to know if its any good, so once you read it could i plz have some feedback? I dont care if its really horrible or anything, just feedback would be grate =D
*********************************************************A yellow brick road. That what I dreamed about every night. It might have something to do with The Wizard of Oz being my favorite book. It might have something to do with the characters from it being on my phone. Or it might not be relevant to the Wizard of Oz at all. I don’t know. I only know that every night, for the past 4 months I’ve been having the same dream. Its only been ever since I moved here. No matter what room I sleep in, its always the same.
It’s cold. But not just a shiver type of cold. Its that kind of cold that you can feel down to the tip of your toes, the kind that seems to just eat all the warmth inside of u, and just suck it away. I know that I’m not dressed for this weather either. It’s a short dress, and summer heels. But I keep going anyway. Its like something inside of me is just telling me to keep going. And I look down at my feet, and I notice that the road is glowing. Its not just glowing, but its radiating heat. I can feel my self getting warm again. And then right at the end of the road, I can see it. It’s what I’ve been looking for, trying to get to. And I start running, but it seems no matter how far or fast I run, it just keeps getting further and further away. And finally, it just disappears all together, and everything disappears. And then I’m stuck in the black, and there’s nothing at all, and I feel like I’m just stuck there. I can’t move, I can’t breath…
And then I sit up straight in bed. I open my eyes and gasp for breath. It was the same dream again. The same dream! I want to scream and shout but I can’t. I hear my phone beep. I check it but nothing happens. No messages, or anything. But the face of Dorothy smiles at me from the screan. It never bothered me before, but now i find it menacing. After what seemed like hours or days of puzzling over the dream, I end up drifting back into a dreamless sleep.
In the morning, I notice, once again, that the dream never shows me what I’m looking for. I just feel awareness that I want it, and that I need it. I need it. It’s like, what I’m looking for is a part of me. And that without it, I would die.
But I can’t find it. And every day, I get a little less sleep, staying up wondering, and worrying and puzzling over that dream. And every morning, the circles under my eyes are a little darker. I know that all the adults in my life, worry, but there isn’t anything I can do.
Nothing I can do until I find it.
*****************************************************Alright, that was it. If you guys liked it, I’ve got another one that i wrote, and I’ll consider posting it if i get good feedback ~_~
[ Edited: 01 April 2009 06:56 PM by mandy.diamond]
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Response number 1
Posted: 01 April 2009 08:40 PM
Hey Mandy, awesome story! Amanda would love this—she likes to somehow challenge everyone around her to be creative, even if it takes them by surprise. This may or may not be a clue that helps us find her, but it keeps her spirit alive on the site, and that is just as important to us! THX for sharing!
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Response number 2
Posted: 02 April 2009 04:20 AM
I think this is really great. Stories like this really help to try to get inside her head, if we can. The more we know about what she might have been thinking, the easier it will be to decipher clues and recognize her messages. Great writing!
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Response number 3
Posted: 02 April 2009 02:50 PM
ohmygosh! i didnt expect such great results!! but i think if i can get 3 more, ill post the other one i’m writing =D
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Response number 4
Posted: 03 April 2009 01:03 AM
Hey, sorry for the delay, I was working on the huge history research project for Mr. Randolph. I can’t believe we still have to write about the causes of WWI when all this crazy stuff with Amanda is happening at school. SO UNFAIR. It’s like there’s a conspiracy to keep us too busy to think about her, or something.
Anyway I just wanted to say that I loved this story, plz plz post your next one!
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Response number 5
Posted: 04 April 2009 11:40 PM
i agree w/ Anonymous - i absolutely cannot wait until easter break. maybe then we can get somewhere on this case! or atleast get some sleep.
im so glad someone else thought the Wizard of Oz picture looked menacing - i was *totally* creeped out by it. i agree with the rest of the comments, i can’t wait to hear ur thoughts about some of the other clues.
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Response number 6
Posted: 17 May 2009 03:30 AM
that was really good! i can totally see Amanda liking that.
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Response number 7
Posted: 26 January 2010 05:00 PM
yer. amanda would love it. its sooo good. but do u think it could be relating to the fact we need to find amanda. another reasurence that she wants us to find us. way to go mandy diamond. u rule!
