Well,

Haven't written in a while. ha.
This is something I wrote and I don't think I posted or anything. heh.
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It started when people from my past, people I vaguely recognized, some that I outright did - started showing up. The funny thing is, or well the morbid thing, they were all dead. It started with a girl I went to pre-school with. I was watching the late show and saw her in the audience. It wasn't a look-alike, though. I could have brushed it off as that. But... she was staring into the camera. Just staring into it like she knew I was looking at the screen at that moment.

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I don't know where the hell to go with this.

NaNoWriMo false start

This is what I thought I was going with, but it just didn't flow as well as I was hopeing.
I have another Idea thats going much much better.

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It started with people disappearing. They're going on errands, going to work, and Poof, they're gone. It wasn't so much of mass disappearances, just a few people here and there, and suddenly the news people started noticing and having big stories talking about it.


Date: May 3

Work sucks. Mandy (what kind of name is Mandy? It sounds like Man-Candy to me.) Didn't show up so I had to do twice as much work. People sure love to throw clothes all over the place. I was watching the news on my break and that one girl from the coffee shop down the street disappeared on her way home from work the other night. There's a big search going on.


Date: May 9
Mandy STILL HASN'T SHOWN UP FOR WORK. Bossface is getting on my case for not being able to keep up with the shit going on around here. I'm debating quitting. But if I quite I’d feel a bit bad.

Date: May 15

Mandy has been declared a missing person. All the time she hadn’t been showing up to work was because the one day she just disappeared.

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Yeah.

NaNoWriMo Day 1

It started with people disappearing. They're going on errands, going to work, and Poof, they're gone. It wasn't so much of mass disappearances, just a few people here and there, and suddenly the news people started noticing and having big stories talking about it.

This is my first paragraph. I'm writing in Word for now, cause its easier to save lol.

I decided to do a journal format with interludes explaining - the girl is re-reading her journal from when stuff started. so far, it sucks. lol.

Pool

As a child, I loved the water. In fact, I still do. My mother would always take me to Reeds Gap State park as a child, to go to the pool in the summer. I would have my one piece and always, always a pair of goggles. I hated to get water in my nose so much.
I loved the underwater world. All sounds muted, clunking of people hitting the side of the pool or throwing coins in to dive after. I loved how beautiful the light looked when you sunk to the bottom and looked up. Sparkling and glimmering like shining glass shards.

The childhood wonder world of that pool has since been torn out, ripped away till there was nothing there but a grassy expanse. Like the little world I grew up loving to be in was never there.

Food.

"I have a problem."
"What kind of problem?"
"I can't think of a food I dislike."
"... I can't imagine why that could be a problem."

" But think about it. I could go around saying "There is no food I do not like." Then someone might take it upon themselves to force food on me to try and find something I wouldn't like."
"Don't you think you might be over thinking this?"
"No."

Flour

I've never been good with cooking. Flour in my hair. on the floor. Everywhere. I liked the smell though. Always reminding me of home. Of love. That's the way I always thought it should be for everyone. But not everyone, as I have found, has fond memories of home.

Well, here it is.

I'm going to do something I've not tried before.

NaNoWriMo.

I'M SCARED. Stuff doesn't start till November, but in the mean time I'm going to warm up for it.
Hopefully I don't slack off.