Post by Jimmy on Nov 19, 2006 9:19:31 GMT -5
Name:
Jimmy Schneidor
Age:
15
Genres:
Modern and historical- although I do like to create my own.
Experience:
Neopets, forums, and IMing.
Sample:
"John, would you open the shades?" the young woman from the bed asked. Under a plush throw, and several sheets of white, she had woken up from her afternoon nap. And the man right next to her, the one who was caressing her hand all the way through, obeyed and got up. Instantly, the sun poked through as the blinds pulled away, ready to bother or delight any person available.
The woman gave a small smile, softly saying, "Thank you.”
The man, John, nodded and came back to her side. He reached over, and gave a peck on her lips. The woman giggled.
“You know, you’ve probably caught my illness from just doing that!” she said.
The man pretended to be surprised, or in other words, shocked; “It doesn’t matter, love, not at all. I just want to make sure you are as comfortable as can be.”
The woman understood and reached over to the bedside table, taking her handkerchief. Blowing her nose, and sounding congested, she started saying, “I love your-“ but was interrupted by a sneeze.
John pushed the hair out of the woman’s face. “You can tell me later, Laura. Just get some rest.”
“Alright,” she said and put her handkerchief back on the bedside table. Snuggling under the covers, her lover wished her a good sleep and left her to rest.
(I don’t consider this crap, but it may sound a bit rushed. Please excuse me of that.)
Jimmy Schneidor
Age:
15
Genres:
Modern and historical- although I do like to create my own.
Experience:
Neopets, forums, and IMing.
Sample:
"John, would you open the shades?" the young woman from the bed asked. Under a plush throw, and several sheets of white, she had woken up from her afternoon nap. And the man right next to her, the one who was caressing her hand all the way through, obeyed and got up. Instantly, the sun poked through as the blinds pulled away, ready to bother or delight any person available.
The woman gave a small smile, softly saying, "Thank you.”
The man, John, nodded and came back to her side. He reached over, and gave a peck on her lips. The woman giggled.
“You know, you’ve probably caught my illness from just doing that!” she said.
The man pretended to be surprised, or in other words, shocked; “It doesn’t matter, love, not at all. I just want to make sure you are as comfortable as can be.”
The woman understood and reached over to the bedside table, taking her handkerchief. Blowing her nose, and sounding congested, she started saying, “I love your-“ but was interrupted by a sneeze.
John pushed the hair out of the woman’s face. “You can tell me later, Laura. Just get some rest.”
“Alright,” she said and put her handkerchief back on the bedside table. Snuggling under the covers, her lover wished her a good sleep and left her to rest.
(I don’t consider this crap, but it may sound a bit rushed. Please excuse me of that.)
Accepted!
Roselyn: =) Aww. I love the man in the sample.
He cares so much for the lady beside him in bed.
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