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Name: Manuelo Location: California, United States Birthday: 9/10/1988 Gender: Male
Interests: I love to write stories, nd how people laugh at them, it jsut vies me a good feeling that i can make people laugh so I like to di, Expect a Story soon.. Expertise: Going online and doing stuff :D Occupation: Student Industry: Other
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2/6/2004
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I want to start writing stories again. :) | | |
| The vase dropped. It had landed on Manuel's head breaking into a million pieces, knocking him into a bloody coma. It left dories hands with such an extreme force ,matching the pain she had felt when she had discovered Manuel's dark secret that he had kept from her for 5 years. She had been devastated and couldn't believe this was happening. She didnt know what to do. She ran and kept running until she had reached her home into the supporting arms of her family. While Manuel was left, bleeding, and unconcious, still as the dead.
The neighbors next door, had heard a loud crash and a cry of surprise. Being nosy and old,((as they usually are)) they quickly called the police to the crime as soon as possible. When they arrived the old wrinkly, decrepit ancient neighbors told the police all they knew the dispatcher was called for medical backup. Manuel's head bleeding as the glass had pierced into his skull. There wasno serious damage but another few hours without medical help and he would die a painful death. He was qiuckly rushed to the hospital.
Dorie, at her familys house, was aided. She was crying, and couldnt explain what had happened, as to reveal the secrets of her along with manuel. She didnt know what to do all she could think of was to lie. "My boyfriend broke up with me because he thought i was seeing Chia!!" (xD!) Dorie unwillingly forced herself to say. "Oooh, my poor baby" her mom said, rushing to hug her, whiping away dories tears as they ran down her cheek. All dorie could think of was how bad she was, for lying to her parents willingly all to cover up the secret of "Manuel" (--HINT).
At the hospital, while healing Manuel's wounds on the head, the doctor(s) had discovered something that would terrify all who knew Manuel...he had Anal Fissure (The typical symptoms of an Anal Fissure are extreme pain during defecation and red blood streaking the stool. Patients may try to avoid defecation because of the pain, xD!!) How the Doctor(s) had come upon this realization, about Manuel was unknown, but highly suspicious. He was to stay in the hospital for the coming 6 months for anal therapy. As he lay unconcious with bandages around his skeletal frame..and brace around his anal area, he began to dream about a life he would live for 6 months.
To be continued... | | |
| hi hi..i feel like writing a story..i dunno when, but soon..just because i want to..but i have no time..im just procrastinating again..LOL, okae back to my essay | | |
| And then the world, just died, bring down the group.... | | |
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Part 3
-Dorie-
She woke in the morning to something that was unusual. She didn't know what it was but she felt different and weird. She put on her robe, and walked outside to fetch the morning paper. She grabbed her mail as well. As she was looking through her mail, she saw a letter from Manuel. She didn't know how he had obtained the address. Manuel and Dorie were the best of friend in high school, but they hadn't talked for 7 years. They never talked anymore because they didn't have the same interests anymore, and they grew up to be totally different people. Dorie has a good house, and lived with her boyfriend, in a 3 bedroom house. It was hers to begin with but her boyfriend just lived there, and started to pay some bills. Dorie made a good amount of money, being an editor for the union tribune and everything. She didn't know anything about what had happened to him. She didn't even remember the nicknames. She opened the letter...
Dear Dorie,
How are you..?!? I got your address from a friend who requests to be anonymous. I just wanted to say hi, and invite you to the school reunion more formally than an old crappy flyer, schools usually send. Well I hope everything is going good for you. Not much for me. Well write back okay...See yea
Sincerely,
Manuel
She was a little shocked at the letter. She told Eric, her boyfriend about the reunion, and he agreed to go with her. There was only one though left in her mind: ‘Now...what to wear...?’ | | |
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