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Writing Workshop Commences

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Here is the story we will be discussing (giving opinions, suggestions for changes, additions, cuts, improvements, etc.) on Saturday September 27 in the Greek Theatre at 3:30 Whyville time. Readers are also encouraged to discuss through the BBS.

This story was unedited and completely the work of the author

I must tell them my story, said Melanie Shal of Whyville in 1792. Then two nurses walk into my asylum room. Act normal, girl, we want you out of this place ASAP, says one of the nurses. I heard, whispers one of the nurses, that she claimed to have gone to the future when she had witnesses that said she had never left. That's pretty strange you have to admit. Oh well let's leave the girl to herself. Then the nurses left Melanie alone without a so long.

I really must tell them my story says Melanie pulling out a quill and parchment. Well, she wrote, it really all began one quiet evening at my house. I had been in my Whyville house room 1 thinking about how it is custom for Whyville girls of 11 months to get married. Well this frightened me very much on account of me being of 10 months. My bf, Sherlock7 and I were engaged yet he was banished. Then suddenly there was a bang coming from room 3, my kitchen. I went to go see and there standing on my table was a boy dressed in very strange clothes indeed. He said to me, This can't be the space station can it? Then I politely asked what on earth a space station was and who on earth he was. He said, sorry But my name is Luke, and you are? Oh yeah sorry the space station don't you know? What time period are you in? 1802? Not exactly, I said, only 1792. Wow I knew I set the date in the warp wagon wrong. It sent me here instead of my time when there is a space station. Oh yeah sorry again a space station is like a home in space, understand? I nodded so where did ya get your face parts? The girls would die for that stuff today. I made it because I'm the town face maker. They're all hand made. Huh? Only 1 face maker? Strange. What year are you from future boy? I'm from the year 2660 and it rocks in the future. Oh did I not ask your name past girl? No, I said, and I'm no girl I'm a woman. My name is Melanie Shal. Well, Melanie would you like to visit the future? Well ok I said. We went to the warp wagon and he set it to the year 2660. Whoa!!!! This is fun I said. Luke turned around and said, Are you kidding? It makes me sick in the stomach! We reached our destination point and came to a halting stop. Well you can't have a name like Melanie here in the future so let's call you Melisa. Well Melisa is a nice name I guess. Here, he said, try these on for size. He handed me the tightest clothes I had ever seen in my life. Your face is ok but we had to change those clothes. I changed into the clothes and then we went cruising around Whyville.

The people here are so nice, I said. Why of course we are. There's no more war or violence on earth. It's all peaceful. Then he decided Let's go to the space station Mel. We went inside the Station and suddenly I was being pulled away from 2660 and into 1792. Luke!!! I cried out. Melisa! He called back. And then complete silence I was back in room 1 of my house at exactly 10:00, the time that I had left. That is so strange I thought. The next morning I went to the neighbor's house and told them my story. Can you guess what they did? They turned me in for insanity. Here I am writing my story in the asylum hoping for it to be read. Melanie stopped writing for a second when a nurse came barging in. Stop that scribbling! The doctors would most likely think you were mad from that! the nurse said as she grabbed the story and threw it into the fire place ( I groaned). There enough of that! She said, you have a visitor Melisa...oops, wrong name Miss Melanie. Sorry! No wait! I said, I will take the message!...

Now I bet you know the ending of this story right? Well let's just say I'm the soon to be Mrs. Luke Arrow.

 

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