Well, I'm finally finished with my creative writing class. I made some compromises on the final story, which, if you'll remember from my previous post, I wanted to make a doomsday tale that got progressively more disturbing, and ends on a sour note.
Instead, knowing that my original story would not be appreciated by my instructor, I went with a different ending, and a different tone all together. I will link to the story at the bottom of this page, but you shouldn't read it if you are upset by swear words or graphic violence. :)
I will add some caveats first...
1) I actually don't really like creative writing.
2) I don't like happy endings.
3) I didn't really take as much time on this as I should, so this story should probably be read more like it's a first draft than a finished story *but don't tell my instructor that.
4) My sister is a much better creative writer than I will ever be.
If you've been in contact with me recently and I haven't replied, I'm sorry. It's because I'm a bad person. No, really, it's because I'm taking 25 credits, and it makes me want to cry. Since this class concludes with this final paper, I'll officially be down to 20 credits tomorrow. So I might be more available.
So, here's my story... I hope you enjoy it, but it won't hurt my feelings if you don't. I'd love some feedback if it's constructive.
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