Hey, hey. Let’s get down to business people. SO here’s how the game goes. One person will post the first 100 words of their story, and the next person replies with feedback and a rating out of ten then proceeds to post the first 100 words of their story
Here’s and example
Person 1: Long long ago in a galaxy far far away lived a girl. This girl was no ordinary girl. Oh no, this girl was the ordinary girl. That’s right, this girl was the original basic b*tch. blah blah blah, to 100 words
Person 2: Haha, I thought this was really funny The star wars beginning was smart and the next bits were unexpected. Blah blah, more feedback (try personalize it a bit, give the useful tips)
Person 2: Matteo had decided a long time ago that he hated ice cream. He never quite understood the appeal of the substance. It gave you tooth freezes and brain freezes, and numb hands. Blah blah blah, to 100 words
Got it? Great!
Here’s my first 100 to start it off. It’s from my story, Songs of Eden
At first I deny it. I try to convince myself that I’m only slightly tipsy. That the blatant euphoria I’m feeling is of my own doing. But when I realize that the guy dancing in front of me appears to have three heads, I’m forced to admit that I’m definitely wasted.
Fuuuuuuuuu… I’m gonna hate myself in the morning.
Screw it. I’m gonna hate myself either way.
A pair of veiny arms wrap around my waist. I don’t even look behind me before dancing with the mystery boy. I attempt in vain to get lost in the beat of cheesy pop music. To get lost amongst the mass of sweaty bodies pressed against me. To get lost in this moment and the superficiality of life under the influence. But in the back of my mind the same image plays and replays in my head.
Anger burns wildly in my veins, stirring beneath my skin like a volcano ready to erupt.