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Amy Livin
7-25-00, 12:02 PM
Here it is guys. But you really have to read it to the end for it to be good. I orriginally wrote this in french for school. It kinda lost it's quality when I translate but hope you guys think it's still good.

The Soldier
by Amy S.

It was a cool summer night. I had been in a fight with my mother and ran away. I was walking downtown, I didn't really have anywhere to go. I found a spot, a little isolated from the busy streets of Montreal. I climbed a few steps to find myself on the roof of an underground mall. And there it was; the most beautifull fountain I had ever layed eyes upon. The soothing sound of the water was like music to my ears. Colored lights made the dozens of jets look like a dancing rainbow. I sat on the side of it, it was enchanting.

I stared at the city before me, such an amazing sight. The cars going up and down the streets, the thousands of neon lights, the tiny people walking around. I stared down at all the action. I felt a little lonely. I had felt this empty feeling ever since my boyfriend had past away.

Straight ahead, in the distance, almost behind the city, stood a tall mountain, watching over the buildings. An illuminated cross was pearched up at the very tip of it. I just stared at it. I lost track of time. I was thinking about so many things. About the stupid fight I had with my mother, about my love who had moved on, about everything that had been going on.

I was so deep into my thoughts I hadn't noticed a man walking up beside me. I didn't notice him until he sat beside me. I didn't budge, didn't look at him, my eyes didn't move from their spot. He sighed: "Lovely night isn't it?" I shruged, keeping my eyes on the cross. "What is a lady like you doing up here all alone?" I turned my head and looked at him. He was looking at that same cross. He was good-looking. He had asian blood. I could tell by his skin tone and a little by his eyes. The weird thing about him though, was that he had on an Army uniform.

"I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself." He turned and looked at me. I could tell that he was studying me. "Really? How old are you?" The corner of my lips curved into half a smile, "How old do you think I am?" He squinted a little and leaned back to have a larger view, "I don't know, looks can be decieving." I smile and move my eyes to the ground, "16". Then I look back at him to see his reaction. His eyes went big, "You shouldn't be out here this late. Hot alone, not here." I don't like being told that. I know what goes on out here and what to do, "How would you know? You're not from around here." I look back at the cross on the tip of the mountain. His eyes stay locked onto me. "Oh? How do you figure?" I point out his uniform, "My boyfriend was in the United States Army too. He's the reason I'm not scared out here. He taught me a lot. He was worried about me, so he gave me this." I take a pocket knife out of my purse and open it to show him. Not to scare him, I didn't feel in danger with him, just to show him. His eyes grew bid again, "Your boyfriend had taste. Whatever happened to him?" I looked down, fighting back tears. I was afraid this question would pop up, "He was on a mission in Egypt. He got shot...through the heart." My eyes started to tear. "I miss him so much. We had so many plans and now we'll never get to do them." A single tear rolled down my cheek. The soldier wiped it and lifted my chin so that we look into each other's eyes. "You will be reunited with your love." He moved closer to me. I closed my eyes. SDoftly, and slowly, our lips touched. And all of a sudden, a big noise and complete darkness.

When I opened my eyes, I was floating. Looking down at my lifeless body. There it was, a hole in my chest and a gun in my hand. I was staring at my body, trying to figure out what had just happened. The soldier had disapeared. I heard a voice calling my name from behind me. I turned around and there he was. He reached his hand out for mine. I took it. "We'll always be together now. Forever.
The End

So what do you guys think? Be honest.

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Roemello
7-26-00, 01:45 AM
That story would be a great ending to a screenplay. The rest of the story before it could show your relationship with your boyfriend before his death, then the war and how he died in the middle, then this story as the end scene. Great use of descriptive visuals....nice piece Amy! /ubb/smilies/biggrin.gif

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Blaziegirl
7-26-00, 06:49 AM
I'm not an expert but I thought It was very good Amy, you should try getting your stuff published, magazines are a good place to start /ubb/smilies/smile.gif

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Amy Livin
7-26-00, 12:36 PM
Thanks guys. But like my music, my stuff is for me. I also share with my friends like you guys /ubb/smilies/smile.gif

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Roemello
7-26-00, 03:54 PM
That's kinda how I am...I write for the fun of it just to release my creative juices /ubb/smilies/biggrin.gif

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