English Factory: "WILD WIND" -- (PLOT) -- Level 10

abril 19, 2009

"WILD WIND" -- (PLOT) -- Level 10

She's outside at the widow. Many things invade her mind. This is only the beginning... Write your story.

8 comentarios:

Anónimo dijo...: I don’t want to do it, but the life forces me to this…
My name is Susan, I’m 16 years old and I don’t have family, but a day, I had one.
Still memory that day, when my parents decided to travel to Mexico, and my 2 brothers, Paul and David, were so happy, but not me, because that day, I needed to be at the party of the school where all my friends, and my boyfriend would be waiting for me. Later, I had to travel, but I was so angry with all my family and I didn’t want to speak with nobody; I’m so sorry of that, although I didn’t know it, was my opportunity to say to I loved them.
While we are traveling, we had an accident, and, unfortunately, all my family died; my parents, my brothers and all my dreams with them died. In that moment, I didn’t know what to do, that would be of my life. I never cried, until today when as soon as I feel the emptiness of them in my life.
When I came back to my city, and I was in the hospital, my uncle, Carlos, told me that I’m going to live with him and my cousin Johanna and I accepted because it was my only option. My friends and my boyfriend never called me again, Carlos worked every day, and Johanna returned to house at dawn. I was always alone, I didn’t find sense of my life and one day I heard to my uncle talked with my cousin and he told her that he didn’t have the money to maintain me but he never said me that. In this moment I understand that I don’t have reason to continue with my life.
I decided to commit suicide and thus to be with my family again but before, I need to say goodbye to my uncle so I left a letter to him:
Hey Carlos
How are you? I know, you are ok, and after this, you and me will be better.
I heard you yesterday, and I understand you. You love me, and I love you but you aren’t my father and you don’t have the money to maintain me. Don’t worry, because I found a solution.
I need to stay with my family so I’m going to do it. Thanks’ for everything you give me and please, tell to Johanna that I love her and I never forget her!
Ok, that’s all, I love you for ever!
Bye

By: Alexandra Valencia; 12:01 a. m.
Anónimo dijo...: TRAGEDY CAUSED BY A HUGE LOVE!!!
“Fatal attachment”

Romantic and tragic novel by Ana Marìa.

This is the story of a young woman; since she was a girl had fear of heights, but at the same time loved the old architecture by the influence of his father who was an architect of France.

When she was younger, only thought to be an excellent student and graduate as a professional someday, she dreamed of becoming a lawyer, but as a hobby to study graphic design. Some years later, when she was a little older, she received her diploma of graduation in law in one of the most prestigious universities in France, despite having a good relationship with her parents, she decided to be independent of her family, traveled to London and began to seek employment. More or less on 24 years of age she had a steady job as a lawyer; in London found a new circle of friends that appreciated too, on weekends they went out and enjoyed together.

One day, she met a special friend, he was too detailed with her, he was friendly and a good person, one night she noticed that she felt a great affection for him, then they decided to be boyfriends, after being some time together they decided to get married, lived happily for about 5 years but they were separated because of work, the girl's husband had to travel to another country.

Again she was alone, she continued with her normal life, but one day she received a call from an institution that performed forensic activities which informed that her husband had died in a traffic accident, she to be in this situation, full of sadness came into depression which led her to think about suicide, and thought that instead of being alone the rest of her life, was better to die the way she wanted, she dreamed someday to leave her fear of heights and climb to highest point of the building she admired all her life by design in architecture, she then decided to climb up and jump from there, it was really sad as the young ended whit her life by suicide.

ANA MARÍA GARCÍA C.; 9:03 p. m.
Anónimo dijo...: “WILD WIND”
THIS IS A SAD HISTORY OF LOVE
IT HAPPENED IN A TOWN, WHERE THE COSTUMES WEREN´T THE MORE MODERNS, THE PEOPLE THAT LIVED THERE LOOKED FOR THE BETTER DONCELLS FOR THEIR SONS, IN THIS WAY THIS MADE WHIT THEIR DAUGHTERS, THEY SAID THAT THEIR HUSBANDS SHOULD HAVE MANY LANDS AND POWER. THE TOWN CALLED “PIRROTITO” WAS LOCATED BETWEEN TWO MOUNTAINS, IT HAD AMAZING LANDSCAPES AND LAKES, HIS VILLAGE HAD MANY TREES, AND IT WAS A PRODIGIOUS LAND, INCLUDING HER MINERALS, FAUNNE AND FLORA. ELEVEN YEARS AGO THIS TOWN DISSAPEARED, AFTER OF A STRONG EARTHQUAKE!!
IN PIRROTITO THERE WAS A LUXURIOUS AND RICH FAMILY, WICH HAD A GORGEOUS DAUGHTER CALLED MARY, THE DAUGHTER´S FATHER WAS VERY DIFFERENT TO HER WIFE, THE LORD WAS SOMEONE RECOGNIZED AROUND THE TOWN FOR TO BE A CHARITABLE PERSON, BUT HIS WIFE OR MARY´S MOTHER HAD A STRANGE MOOD, SOMETIMES SHE WAS AMBITIOUS PERSON, IF SHE HAD BEEN LESS INSENSIBLE, SHE COULD HAVE GOTTEN MANY THINGS THAT SHE WOULD HAVE WANTED TO GET.MARY WAS VERY SIMILAR TO HIS FATHER, SHE WAS A CONSCIENTIOUS GIRL; SHE ALWAYS SHARED WHIT THE CHILDREN´S TOWN.HOWEVER, SHE FAR IN LOVED OF A POOR BOY THAT LIVED NEAR THE TOWN.THEY COULD SEE BEHIND MARY´S HOUSE IN A LITTLE FARM, THERE THEY PROMISSED ALWAYS RECORDED.
THIS GUY WAS SON OF A POOR MARRIED, THEY LIVED NEAR THE TOWN, HIS FATHER ONLY WORKED AS A PAINTER AND HIS MOTHER WAS A HOUSEWIFE. WHEN BENJAMIN´S PARENTS HAD TO GO TO THE MARY´S HOUSE, BECAUSE THEY HELPED TO CLEAN THE BIG HOUSE, IT WAS A GREAT OPPROTUNITY FOR THAT MARY AND BENJAMIN FOUND OUT. THIS FEELING WAS GROWING LITTLE AN LITTLE AND THEIR DATES HAD TO BE OUTSIDE OF MARY´S HOUSE, BECAUSE IF THE MARY´S PARENTS REALIZED ABOUT IT, THEY MOVED HER VERY FAR OF DOWNTOWN, MAYBE TO OTHER COUNTRY.
THEN ARRIVED APRIL 24, THE BIRTHDAY OF MARY.HER PARENTS DECIDED TO MADE A PARTY IN HONOR OF HER, THEY INVITED THE CHILDREN MORE EDUCATED OF TOWN, BUT BENJAMIN DECIDED TO VISIT HER FOR TO GIVE HER A SPECIAL GIFT “ROSES” THE FLOWERS THAT SHE ALWAYS HAD WANTED, MARY WENT OUT OF HER HOUSE FOR TO FIND WITH BENJAMIN, WHILE HER MOTHER RAN AFTER HER AND SUDDENLY SHE SAW TO MARY TALKING WHIT HIM. INMEDIATLY HER MOTHER SEPARATED HER OF BENJAMIN AND SAID HER THAT SHE HAD TO GO TO STUDY IN OTHER PLACE; MARY DIDN´T SUPPORT THE DECITION AND RAN AND RAN, SHE WAS CRYING BENJAMIN AND HER MOTHER WENT AFTER HER, BUT SHE CLIMB UNTIL A WINDOW OF A TOWEL, MARY HAD DECIDED TO SUICIDE, BECAUSE SHE LOVED SO TO BENJAMIN THAT WOULDN´T HAVE SUPPORTED TO LIVE WITHIN HIM.
FINALLY, MARY WAS RESCATED FOR THE FAIR BODY, BUT SHE STAYED IN A REHABILITATION HOSPITAL, SHE WAS IN A TREAT WHIT THE PSYCOLOGIST FOR TO FORGET HER GREAT LOVE!!

(ANONYMOUS); 2:52 p. m.
Anónimo dijo...: THE FATAL PAINT

A normal day in a normal city and a normal woman that was a painter so she needed to make a new great paint but there was a problem she didnt know what to do she needed an inspiration so she went to her special place to think about it, her special place was a window in the latest floor of a building so when she was there she realized that all that she saw from the building was a perfect picture so she went running to bring the paints and she went to the latest floor again and she started to paint but suddenly a wind made her lost her balance and she fell from the building and she died.

after that her best friend realized that before her friend died she finished the paint so she looked the paint and she called a famous painter he says that the paint was beautiful so the paint became famous and her friend became rich but her friend won too much money and she started to spent too much so the gansters killed her so the picture was always remembered as the fatal paint.

BY:Andres Gomez; 11:22 p. m.
Anónimo dijo...: WILD WIND BY ANGELA ACOSTA

Her name was Susi, she was eight years old and she lived in a longer farm with her grandmother, her parents had dead the last year, but she loved the coutryside, the animales and the wind wild of the mountains.Sometimes Susy lay down on the grass,she closed her eyes and dreamt about her wonderfull life. Her better friend was Peter,in the morning, they saw to rise the sun and the afternoon, the wind wild played with her hairs she felt free and she loved to be there.

One day she began to walk along the bank of river, she was fishing, the river passed near her farn, everything was silent, and she saw some men on horses coming to a large pool in the river. Susy was afraid and Susy`s face became pale , because she knew them, they were a family of robbers and murderers, they had guns and they were going to kidnap her and the little girls cannot do nothing.

Nine years passed and Susy was living in the city, she had been carried and sold to a rich couple married which had not children. Many people talked about the beatiful lady,she learnt many things about of the life and the world, many rich and important young men wanted to marry her.

One Sunday she went to the church, she was wearing a write dress, she was very beatiful. A few minutes later a thin young man with hair walked toward her. That day he did not say nothing her.

The days passed and the man went to the church and Susy arrived a few minutes later. She held out her hand and kissed it.- My dear Peter ,she said quietly. –My dear Susy ,he said: –I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH, I HAVE MISSED YOU. Her parents was jealousy but they wanted that Susy was happy , they wanted their lady married with a good man. Nevertheless her friends said: -Susy is foolish! She want to marry a farmer, they said her ,you will be happy at the farm, but you wont be an important lady.
Susy thought about this a long time and Susy said ... Peter I want you to be my husband, one day I will be twenty one, Peter, and so I will marry with you because that my agreement with my parents.

Four years passed and they keep loving fall. In the spring Peter returned to the city and she was happy and he was happy too, and they decided to get married.
She came in to the church in a beatiful write dress. She smiled him and he said... we made our marriage promises and now we were doing it.

The next morning, they were in fourth floor of a hotel, she opened the door of balcony of her bedroom, she felt free .Soon she will return to home, her forest ,her animals and of course! HER WIND WILD OF THE MOUNTAINS.

Dear teacher, I hope that this soup opera it is touching for you.; 11:56 a. m.
Anónimo dijo...: "Sometimes people think that is the end of the world which were not accepted in any competition when they have been in 100, were not invited to a party when they go to 50 or something like that, but what about that person who has been the best or not the first time integrated into a place, a society, because of others "

Well, that is what this story.
Once upon a tame was a girl named Cloe James, was studying engineering systems at Stanford University in California, apparently had a happy life.
looked like the girls who laughed all day, playing and probably spoke with confidence and ease inexplicable, "but in reality was as happy as paresis"
But no, it was actually a young man who had suffered multiple losses: first his sisters died in a car accident, after his parents were acecinados, and most unfortunate is that they just had.
Since childhood has always been rejected in society, never gave her the opportunity to dream, live and laugh, her colleagues will teasing and playing her consistently evil, he threw her books to swamps, sprayed with the liquid of any kind to find, until The strike came to ... she lost the trust on herself and on the people.
Cloe step, day after day crying in the darkness, holding each of the suffering, the mockery and abuse. She believed that nothing was worth so they withdraw from college, but she still did not know was that half of all the laments in her life was something about she could continue fighting "the music, which was one of her passions Hidden, and for a grandmother Karen, which met shortly after the death of his family, a grandmother who became her mother, girlfriend and unconditional support "
Apparently her life began to change for the better, unfortunately Cloe know that Karen was suffering from breast cancer, she didn’t tell her. After 2 months, another tragedy struck the door, Karen was dead.
Upon hearing, anyone was by her side to soport her, so in the half of the desperation Cloe exploded so he decided to end her life, she ran into a building, and went crying to the floor 10 (the last floor of the building) and ... ... ..
TO BE CONTINUE……….

"do you really appreciate what you have at this time, because many would like to have that" “the knowledge that you belong is a feeling that you can not remove anyone "; 12:06 a. m.
Anónimo dijo...: "Sometimes people think that is the end of the world which were not accepted in any competition when they have been in 100, were not invited to a party when they go to 50 or something like that, but what about that person who has been the best or not the first time integrated into a place, a society, or themselves because of others "

Well, that is what this story.
Once upon a tame was a girl named Cloe James, was studying engineering systems at Stanford University in California, apparently had a happy life.
looked like the girls who laughed all day, playing and probably spoke with confidence and ease inexplicable, "but in reality was as happy as paresis"
But no, it was actually a young man who had suffered multiple losses: first his sisters died in a car accident, after his parents were acecinados, and most unfortunate is that they just had.
Since childhood has always been rejected in society, never gave her the opportunity to dream, live and laugh, her colleagues will teasing and playing her consistently evil, he threw her books to swamps, sprayed with the liquid of any kind to find, until The strike came to ...after that, she lost the trust on herself and on the people.
Cloe step, day after day crying in the darkness, holding each of the suffering, the mockery and abuse. She believed that nothing was worth so they withdraw from college, but she still did not know was that half of all the laments in her life was something about she could continue fighting "the music, which was one of her passions Hidden, and for a grandmother Karen, which met shortly after the death of his family, a grandmother who became her mother, girlfriend and unconditional support "
Apparently her life began to change for the better, unfortunately Cloe know that Karen was suffering from breast cancer, she didn’t tell her. After 2 months, another tragedy struck the door, Karen was dead.
Upon hearing, anyone was by her side to soport her, so in the half of the desperation Cloe exploded so he decided to end her life, she ran into a building, and went crying to the floor 10 (the last floor of the building) and ... ... ..
TO BE CONTINUE……….

"do you really appreciate what you have at this time, because many would like to have that" “the knowledge that you belong is a feeling that you can not remove anyone "

Anabel Giraldo; 12:08 a. m.
Anónimo dijo...: hello; 11:32 a. m.