3 Best Ways For A Writer To Grab A Reader's Attention por Carole Kirschner

“Oni! Did tu already pack some shampoo, conditioner and all of that crap? tu know that hotel hygiene products suck!” shouted June through my bathroom door.

“June chill, Let me finish taking my waz.” I rolled my eyes. No use she couldn’t see it.

I walked out of the bathroom sat on the edge of my cama looked up at June and dicho “Don’t tu ever go home? I bet that Andrew misses tu dearly.” I smiled at her. Now it was her turn to roll her eyes.

June sat siguiente to me. She put her head into her hands. I wasn't expecting that, I pat her back.

"June what's wrong?" I asked concerned while...

I was sitting. Doodling on a notepad with a purple pen and sitting on my favorito! green beanbag chair.

“Oni, Oni!”(Oh-nee) Yelled my eldest sister June as she jogged into my room oh so gracefully. I sat upright, noticing that I was slouching again.

'Sit up straight o you’re gonna get a crooked spine and spend the rest of you’re life in a wheelchair.' I mocked my Mom’s frequent nags. She’s a Chiropractor, tu know how they are.

“What is it my Lovely sister dear?” I asked June snidely while rolling my eyes.

You see, I haven’t been in the best mood these past few months. I...

I got to the motel around ten that night. I paid forty dollars for two nights. I figured I could find an apartment por then. At least I hoped I could.
    I now sat on the side of a bank over looking a river. Lucy sat beside of me, getting all the latest drama from my life. She was almost like my therapist. I knew I was supposed to be hers, but it wasn‘t the best arrangement.
    “Love sucks, Lucy,” I dicho while rubbing my eyes. I had just told her about what happened between Alexander and me.
    “I used to think that, too....

I awoke around ten that morning. I looked beside of me Alexander sat looking at me. A hint of a smile was on his face.
    “Good morning,” he said, handing me a cup of coffee.
    “Thanks,” I dicho taking a sip. It was just the way I like it, black.
    “You may want to get dressed,” Alexander said, eyeing my stomach. I pulled up the sheet.
    “Why? Clothes are so restricting,” I said. There was no point in getting dressed. I needed to avoid Grey as long as possible. She would be pissed.
    “I...

It felt like I had been submerged under water. I was suffocating.
    “How could tu leave her?” I managed to get the pregunta out of my mouth.
    “Genette didn’t tell me she was pregnant. I didn’t even know about Lucy until she was five. por then I figured it was too late,” Alexander dicho a look of pain was in his face.
    “It’s never too late, Alexander,” I said, angered por the fact he would just give that magnificent child up.
    “It was at the time. I didn’t know where she was, and the...

    Grey pulled away from the house. I sat inside on the couch. Our house had deep brown walls, and light brown hard-wood floors. There were knick-knacks everywhere. Pictures of Grey’s family hung on the walls. None of mine, though, I prefer to keep mine in my suitcase.
    It may seem odd, but I keep all my belongings in my suitcase. I’m afraid if I unpack something bad will happen.
    The brown sofá I sat on, and musty smell of the house grew old on me. I walked outside to the front porch. It was one of the nice, white, wrap-around...

George Clark looked at his newborn son Lucas. Devestated at the death of his wife, he wonders why she couldn't stop her alcoholic addiction, especially for her own child. After they found out she was pregnant, George encouraged her to go to theorpy, have interventions, o anything to stop her addiction. Nothing would help. Even knowning that she had a son on the way, she still drank. George refused to raise Luke all por himself. He felt like he wouldn't be a good enough single father to raise him. He tried for a month, but took Luke to an orphanage, hoping that his son would be adopted and have...

Early in the afternoon. All of my sisters and her friends are so excited about this trip to an actual wild forested area in Africa. I'm kinda on the fence about it, and I'm trying to start my own pool to see if my sister and her friends will spaz out before they set foot on real jungle grass. He he. It's going to be so hilarious watching these spoiled rich brats take a look at a place without electricity, room-service, houses, pluming, and money usage. It's a high-heel free zone, and they're still wearing those screaming sequined death traps that their so-called "natural born perfected" feet...

The two figures walked silently in unity, their feet trudging through the high snow. Both their faces were wet with tears, and the girl clutched a bundle of bright red roses. They stopped immediately in front of a strong iron gate beside a small cozy church, adorned with brilliant navidad lights, and inside voices sang in chorus to familiar navidad songs.
They both stared beyond, unsure of whether to go in o not. The red-headed boy made his decision first and leaned on the gate, crying into his hands. The girl seemed unable to look at him, and her gaze was locked por a white marble tombstone...

    I woke up to a gloomy day. The reaping. I sigh, and get out of bed. I get dressed in a blue dress. I look into the mirror. My mom comes into the room, and braids my black hair. Everyday, she tells me I oso, oso de a strong resemblance to my father, but she never tells me who he is. "You look remarkable!" she says. She sighs. "Isabella Everdeen... I hope that name isn't pulled"
    "That game is foolishness! There are countless names in Panem. There are 24 tributes. Two of them from District 12. We havn't won in 36 years. 15 of them, I've been alive. 3 of...

    I woke up to a gloomy day. The reaping. I sigh, and get out of bed. I get dressed in a blue dress. I look into the mirror. My mom comes into the room, and braids my black hair. Everyday, she tells me I oso, oso de a strong resemblance to my father, but she never tells me who he is. "You look remarkable!" she says. She sighs. "Isabella Everdeen... I hope that name isn't pulled"
    "That game is foolishness! There are countless names in Panem. There are 24 tributes. Two of them from District 12. We havn't won in 36 years. 15 of them, I've been alive. 3 of...

Chapter 3

    In front of me was a world like no other. Danny called it BOES but it was nowhere near being a building. There were trees everywhere. In the distance were a couple mountains. There were so many plants, trees, flowers, lakes, ponds, and hills that it could almost be described as a fairy world. I almost thought it was a fairy world from seeing a bunch of pretty sirenas in the ponds, gigantic fuego breathing dragones in the sky, naiads, centaurs, and many más mythological animales that I can’t name. There were even real animals, like elephants and cats, cheetahs,...

Okay first of let me start out por saying that I know this (meaning my título is a song.) So plz don't say anything about it. segundo This story is not fully developed, me and my friend only have chapter one and we don't even know what it's about yet lol. the last thing i need to say is that i can not spell, okay! so if tu don't have anything nice to say plz don't say it at all. now the story hope tu enjoy. :)p.s that doesn't me tu cant tell me what tu think of the story, if u thought it was bad say so, but in a nice way. don't destroy my dream!!! Okay now the story.
Preface
I hid my eyes...

Chapter 2: “Ilia,” he whispered into my ear as we walked across the soft meadows surrounding the manor, “how magnificent your beauty is.” Arik’s words curling around me seducing me completely, he had been doing so since the moment he arrived. “Please sit,” he asked as he took my dainty hands into his large rough ones. Today I had worn green to emphasize the one feature about myself I cherished the most, though he begged to differ. I sunk into the grass, soft like moss still holding his hand ever so lightly. He kneeled beside me, chasing away the strands of hair that flickered...

"Good to see tu again, Rigel." I dicho slyly. He was so startled por my appearance that he knocked a stack of papers off his escritorio and almost fell backwards. He stared up at me in horror. I jumped down from the windowsill. "What happened?" I asked threateningly, "You just--" I shrugged, "decided not to answer back." "Um…I… I just…" He stuttered. "Why would tu switch sides like that?" I asked dangerously. "All I did… I just…" He stammered again. I slammed him against the desk. "I told tu in the beginning that once tu get into this tu don't back out." I hissed. He staggered back against...

The día Liz steped foot in her grandma's old house there was a strang feeling in the air. When Liz stoped unpacking she went out to the little town that she and her friends had made. The town was in a crest of bushes and trees. Liz got some of her toys and went out side to the town. She had started playing with her muñecas when she saw a rosado, rosa mariposa flying around her. Liz got up and tryed to get it but it went through a arbusto, bush on the right side siguiente to the house. Liz looked at the buch but she saw a brown thing. Liz crawled under the arbusto, bush and saw the brown thing covered with vines. Liz cleared...

hola guys, this is the segundo chapter, the first one didnt have a título remeber??? i hope u do lol.....



The darkness, it is something i have allways been afraid of, somthing that would always catch me in the end. But sometimes the darkness, is safer than the real world.

I was coming to, but i stayed still, and hoped it was all a dream, i prayed for some sort of dream, a nightmare. Anything. I breathed in the air, i whimpered. No pancakes. just grease, and dust. i opened my eyes, and quickly glanced around the cafe, i notticed some of the tables and chairs were upturned, and i could hear harsh...

A car crash, could my parents be that careless that I can’t even get a ride inicial from the hospital without getting in another life threatening situation? Could they care so little about my safety and well being that they’d almost kill me again? “I CAN’T DO THIS ANYMORE!” I hear I boys’ voice shout stridently. It was Matt, “I can’t just be your guardian angel! I have to be with tu forever now! Why can’t tu stay out of trouble Elizzy?” No one’s ever called me that before, not my parents, babysitters, friends, o even crazy old people…I like it! “Is that why tu abandoned...

CHAPTER 1



I opened my light blue eyes to buttery sunshine flooding through my window; no surprise despite the fact it was December 7. I live in Atlanta, Georgia, an always warm, always sunny place. The trees were always a brilliant green, the air always warm, and clouds rarely blocked the sky.
I detested it. Nothing against Atlanta itself, it was just too green, too bright, too hot. . . The air was thick and the humidity was high, and the unforgiving sun constantly beat down on my forehead. Maybe it's just me, but I fail to understand how anyone could possibly live in a place with even this much...

It has been about two years since I’ve seen Matt, but I kept him in my mind, knowing he was real. Since then I have become sick with a deadly disease known as Typhoid fever. It gave me chest pain, rashes, weakness, and congestion. My family found out when my mother was dyeing her hair blonder and listening to heavy metal clueless of what was to come.
“Hey, mommy, can I-“ I felt dizzy, the room span around, then I passed out onto the hard cold cocina floor, my parents rushed over to me, and found my pulse was slowing down. I woke up only to hear wailing sounds from someone crying. A opened...