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The siguiente morning, I unlocked the three deadbolts on my door, and sneaked downstairs. I could hear Dad snoring from his room, and if that didn't wake him I don't know what could. Still, I walked around on my tip toes and ate breakfast super quick. I was out of the house over an hora earlier than I usually leave. Since school didn't start for about an hora and a half, I decided to just walk around. The air was cool and crisp, and I saw my breath as I exhaled. There was cold dew on the césped, hierba and the birds began to sing quietly. It was a perfect spring morning.

I ended up at the park, the one Aubrey and I used to hang out at all the time when we were younger. We used to see who could oscilación the highest on the swings; o who could slide down the slides the fastest. We went there almost every time we'd hang out, because it was the perfect place to do so.

I sat on the swing, "my" swing, and let the wind push me. It was still a little chilly, and I zipped up my red and black hoodie. I stared absentmindedly at the woodchips and kicked them out of their place.

"Hey, I know you," a voice said. I looked up, startled, and saw it was that boy from lunch. He stood a few feet away from me and smiled.

"Umm... Hi," I said, unenthusiastically. "...What're tu doing here," I asked, not bothering to try and sound polite. He pointed his thumb over his shoulder.

"I live over there." I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Are tu new to the school? I've never seen tu around," I said. This time, he frowned.

"Nooo...? I've lived here since I was ten, and I think I went to your middle school too. I remember seeing you, I just didn't know who tu were." My face turned pink. Not since yesterday had I ever noticed this guy, and now he tells me we went to middle school together. I felt like such a jerk. I tried to think of those days, but nothing of him came to mind.

"Sorry," I apologized. "I don't..." He smiled.

"That's ok," he laughed. "I didn't even know your name 'till yesterday." I gulped. I'd already forgotten his name. Didn't it start with an N? Niko o Nick? Hopefully I wouldn't have to address him por his name anytime soon until I remembered.

"So what're tu doing here?" he asked. My attention turned back to the conversation.

"Oh, uhm... I don't know. I just like to come here."

"So early?"

"I guess... what're tu doing here so early?" I countered.

"My mom's boyfriend is over... They make me sick," he said, making a disgusted face.

"Oh," I said. He nodded.

"I feel bad for my little siblings. They're not allowed to leave the house this early," he dicho sympathetically. "I at least, am allowed to go out on my own." I smiled.

"How many siblings do tu have?" I asked.

"Five," he sighed, but a smile soon followed. "Four sisters, one brother." I smiled.

"That's cool."

"Do tu have any siblings?" he asked. I shook my head.

"My mom dicho I was supposed to be a twin, but she died a little while after she was born." The boy's smiled faded.

"Oh. I'm sorry." I shrugged. "Well, I know it doesn't help any, but... I'm glad you're here at least," he smiled. I furrowed my eyebrows but smiled back. This guy barely knew me. Why was he telling me that he's "glad I'm here"?

"Umm... thanks," I told him. He took out his cellphone and glanced at it.

"Well, we should probably start heading off to school," he said. I nodded and stood up. Then it clicked. Micah! That's his name! I smiled to myself. As we were walking, we passed my house. I cringed when I could hear Dad yelling at Mom from inside. I wanted desperately to run in there and rip her out of that house.

"Whoa," Micah dicho as we passed. "I feel sorry for whoever he's yelling at." I looked down and nodded.

We got to school just in time. Micah stayed por me, which I was thankful for; because then no one would laugh at me for being "a loner." And too, he was good company. He was really funny and sweet and nice. He was like a big teddy bear; tu couldn't help but like him. The first campana rang, and all the students flooded into the high school. I stopped at my locker, and Micah stopped with me.

"So, will I see tu at lunch?" he asked. I smiled.

"Sure," I said. His smiled grew larger.

"Great," he said. He turned away and left.

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Sorry this chapter's so boring :P please comentario and tell me what tu think. :)
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chapter four
music says it all

we were running late the día after it had been a great night and por the smile on becs face she enjoyed it too. she tol me last night how tom had asked her out and always liked her but not know what to say.
it was weird in a way talking to becca it was like i knew her, like i knew her from some place but not knowing where.
"hey what do tu have first?" i couldn't help asking i wanted to know if she would be in my música and i missed her o something
"ermm... art first you?"
"music" she must have heard the exsitment in my voice cause she gave me a queastion mak face....
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posted by HaleyDewit
We're blind to another one's pain
'Cause we refuse to see
We're deaf to another one's cries
'Cause we refuse to hear
We're dumb to another one's comfort request
'Cause we refuse to speak

But our eyes are wide open
To see another one's mistake
Our ears are open
To hear abouth another one's mistakes
And we can speak
To judge about another one's mistakes

We think we know everything
But we don't know anything
We're ready to judge
But we'd better look in the mirror

Making mistakes is proof your human
Turning your back on those who make them, not so much

He who's without sin,cast the first stone
What hast thou done unto my heart?
Unto my soul what hast become?
When I met thee at the very start,
I knew I could not tell my mum.

Thy language foul, it bothered me,
But I saw through thy ettiquit.
I had seen thine sincerity.
Our conversations my día lit.

What hast thou done unto my heart?
Unto my soul what hast become?
When I met thee at the very start,
I knew I could not tell my mum.

For hours we would sit and talk.
Secretly I admired thee.
My pain I let thee block.
I wanted to know if thou didst too amor me.

What hast thou done unto my heart?
Unto my soul what hast become?
When I met thee...
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I would never have thought that I would ever be here again.
But it still had come to that anyway. I was in the first floor of my old school which I have attended four years hace again. It was still the same. Only the doors were painted newly the corridor, the walls. I heard noises from the gymnasium. I circulated to the third floor to look whether the theater group listed there today. I passed por the keep fit room, where I still had had lessons four years hace once and I had got back the feeling for a short moment to be I myself. How it still have been me four years hace and HE was the only one...
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Writers use sentence fragments for emphasis and other stylistic reasons, but over using incomplete sentences confuses the reader. tu also should avoid incomplete sentences in academic o professional writing. The three major components of a complete sentence are a subject, verb and complete idea

Check for Grammatical Completeness



The two basic components of a complete sentence are a subject and a verb. Although these two things don't always make a complete sentence, grammatical completeness is a good place to start to avoid incomplete sentences. The verb is the action that takes place, and...
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posted by Me_Iz_Here
Depressing, COMPLETELY FICTIONAL story I wrote.

“My mother ruined my life.” tu hear girls say that all the time. It’s never true. Unless tu ask me. My mother truly ruined my life. Not in the way tu would expect a sixteen año old girl to say that. I genuinely meant it.
I remember sobbing that day. When we got back from the doctor, sobbing my eyes out. I hated her. I hated my mother with a passion.
I looked down at my newly flat stomach. I missed the bump there. The bump that I had indicating an unborn child. The child that I loved and vowed to care for. Until my fucking mother made...
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There’s this chick called Princess Alyssia Renesmee III (Alyss). She’s the princess (obviously :). At the start she has a best friend who she’s been friends with since they were bebés called Charlotte. She ended up being her maidservant though coz her parents were killed. Alyss lives in the castillo with her parents the king and queen (obviously) and boyfriend/ fiancé, James. He keeps knicken off on ‘business’. Alyss doesn’t actually suspect anything, she’s just sad that she never gets to see him. She’s also known him since they were really little, and she’s supposed to marry...
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posted by London_Victoria
 Now i Will Always Remember You<3
Now i Will Always Remember You<3
Hurtful word's can mean so much but nothing means más than to hear your beautiful word's.
Because when tu cry i will too because noone
knows how much i amor tu only me and my heart
do,And it tells me that i would die for you.
When tu say i cant take it anymore it surprises me that tu mean it because i think it's
beautiful that tu would give your corazón to me.
People might say i'm wrong for tu but their words dont matter because me and tu are different from everyone else.
I know sometimes im not always there for tu but i will try my best to tell tu the truth because nothing really matters...
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