I think my previous host was shocked

After all, I had been hosted with them for seven years before I sent out that support ticket telling them that I would like to cancel our semi-dedicated hosting package [hidden message: here is my middle finger for your lousy, expensive package, you MFs]. Here is the reply that I got from them, along with some commentary from yours truly.

Hello Menj,

I’m sorry to hear that you are leaving us.

MENJ: No, I don’t think you are. Otherwise you would have treated me with a little more respect, since I was hosted with you for seven bloody years!

We may credit back the balance months not hosted into your billing account.

MENJ: That is what I want to hear.

We really appreciate your business and hope to keep your account with us. Please reconsider our service and continue hosting with us. Other than great features at the most affordable price, we also offer outstanding service. We have 24 x 7 Technical Support. Our Support Personnel?s work 3 shifts per day including Weekends and Public Holidays which most of the competitors are not able to do so.

MENJ: Yada, yada, yada….

If you have made up your decision or already found a new host, I really appreciate if you can let us know what have we done that caused your dissatisfaction so that we can correct our mistake in avoiding this from happening again.

You may give us a confirmation here if you would like to cancel your account.

MENJ: Already confirmed that I will leave. See here.

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MENJ: Yeah, whatever. As long as I get my money back!

If you have any enquiries, please do not hesitate to contact us. Thank You!

MENJ: I’m very glad to inform you that once I get my money back and plonk it into the new hosting, this will be the last time you will ever hear from me.

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    1. I am a high school teacher who is currently co-leading a Christian club at my school with another teacher, let’s call her Teacher X. I am a new Christian; Teacher X is a pastor’s wife, she seems to be knowledgeable about the bible, she knows how to pray well. She was the one who approached me to co-host the Christian club with her. It seemed like a good idea at the time but I have since regretted my decision.
      Teacher X leads all the meetings; she decides what the students will do and how they will do it. She makes all the decisions without me and she sends group emails to me and the students with instructions as to what the students and I should do. In the group email she sent today, she went as far as trying to “discipline” me, for not responding to one of her previous emails.
      Yesterday, she suggested to me in private, that we “cut out” one of the students who has recently lost her mother. Her reasoning behind her suggestion was that the student was talking too much and thus taking precious time away from others. I was very shocked with her suggestion and of course objected…
      I do not know what to make of Ms. X. I think that Teacher X sees me as a “rookie” Christian and that maybe she resents me for having good relationships with the students (where I am perceived as the “fun” teacher”)
      Teacher X seems like a very nice and polite lady, she often gives good advice to students and she does put a lot of effort into the club. For these reasons, it is difficult for me to believe that she would be so judgemental and resentful; but I cannot ignore the facts.
      You may be wondering why I am struggling with the option of confronting Teacher X. Well, it has to be said that in the past I was involved in a rather ugly conflict with another teacher. Since then, I have worked really hard to ensure that I do not get myself involved in potentially conflictive situations. I do not want to be seen as a “difficult to get along with” person.
      Should I take the risk and confront Teacher X and risk her spreading rumours about being difficult, or should I take the cowardly way out and make up an excuse for not being able to be involved in the club in the future?

    2. Last week, Spain’s Olympic basketball team’s advertisement photo for the Chinese company Li Ning Ltd. got exposed to the whole world. In this picture every single athlete is using their index fingers to pull the skin behind their eyes to look Asian.

      There has been a lot of talk back and forth of whether this gesture is offensive or not. Spokespeople for both the basketball team and Li Ning Ltd. are saying these gestures were meant to be “humorous” and “cute”.

      This is actually a pretty sensitive topic for me since I’ve studied abroad in Spain and have been subjected to what I think is their ignorance towards Asian people. There was one night in Spain when I was out with a bunch of the other exchange students and a Spanish guy started grinding me while he pulled his eyes back to do the Asian eye pose. This had never happened to me before so I was in complete shock. It felt like someone had just punched me in the chest. Luckily, I was with very strongheaded White females that started yelling at the guy and pushed him against the wall to protect me.

      This Olympics picture issue comes at a very interesting time for me also since the previous night I went to see the movie, Pineapple Express with some Spaniards. I mentioned how the gangsters in the movie were Korean but I couldn’t understand any of them because their pronunciation was way off. My Spanish friend said, “Well, it was probably the point of the movie to be funny, since all Asian languages sound alike anyway.” I did not know how to respond to this. But I do know that this is the Spanish mentality since a similar thing happened to me while I was in Spain. My little host brother was watching a Japanese animation and told me that my people made it. I told him that I wasn’t Japanese but Korean. He said, “Oh, whatever you guys are all the same anyway.” This would be the same as someone saying to an Indian person “Oh, you’re Pakistani right? Oh, you’re not? You’re all the same anyway.” Do you know how offensive that is?

      One thing I have learned about Spain through people that I have met abroad and here in the States is this: they have a pretty messed up view of Asian people. Every Spanish person I have met that has made a racist statement or gesture about Asian people will tell you that it is in no way meant to be hurtful. When this Olympic picture issue was on the news, my Spanish friend said, “But this gesture does not mean anything in Spain, it’s not offensive.” But for me, I don’t care that it doesn’t mean anything to the Spanish people. What matters is that it means something to me and other Asian people. I would also put this in the same category as someone who is White painting themselves Black and acting Black. People in Spain also do this. I saw this during a festival; little kids would paint their skins black and wear an afro wig as a costume. This would not be tolerated here in the States yet it is okay in Spain.

      Some journalists walked around in China and showed this offensive picture to random pedestrians and asked how they felt about the picture. Many of them thought it was so nice of the Spaniards to make such Asian gestures. This is ridiculous and doesn’t prove anything since Asian people that live in their own countries do not know what it is like to live as a minority in another place. This gesture is so degrading and humiliating and it’s because some people make fun of Asians for having small eyes. And it wouldn’t be the same if I pulled my eyelids up and made my eyes really big. Would that offend any White people? Not really, since big eyes are considered beautiful.

      I loved exploring Spain as a country and culture. And I love that I speak Spanish well enough to communicate with so many diverse people. However, I don’t enjoy the racism I feel towards my heritage from Spanish speaking people. They may not call it racist or offensive but I think it’s more important how something is perceived rather than how it was intended.

      If Spain wants to become more worldly and they do in fact want to host the Olympics in the future they need to become less culturally ignorant. For the time being, I love that I currently live in a country that sees the wrong in this gesture. It has been great to see that in the American media, this gesture has been labeled as offensive and racist.

    3. Please read on and comment on how my storyline sounds? This is just a basic outline to get to the Point of the story, also I haven’t got names for my characters yet so I call them Girl, Boy and Earth.

      I know its long but I feel there is a lot I need to explain, I put a lot of thought into it, so please stay with it as I really would like so reviews.

      Beginning-

      After a series of unfortunate events Girl decides to make a fresh starts in life and so moves back to the cottage where she grew up as a child with her beloved grandparents. Girl inherited the cottage 4 years previous after her grandparents died but has never had the courage to return, as a result of being empty for a few years the cottage requires a fair bit of work to get it updated and running again. The cottage is situated alone in the thick forest which fringes a sleepy and traditional Village. With no real education and a lack of available employment, Girl is unable to find a fitting job, and so decides to renew her gardening skills learnt with her grandparents, she sets up as a flower vender, selling flowers from her garden at the local market. A month or so later as the cold weather sets in she struggles to grow anything to sell and is left worrying about her future. One day when she was on her own when she saw something in the trees, it was a figure of a man but he was not completely human, he was unlike anyone she had ever see. After a few visits he explained that he was a representation of the element Earth, who’s task is to look after the forest and keep it and all in it alive and healthily. He’s been watching her for a while and she fascinated him. Feeling a strong emotion for girl, as well as the worry that she might have to leave if she could not afford to live at the cottage, he agreed to help her with her garden, he would keep her garden alive for her, so long as she stayed. She was entranced by him, charmed by him. Without him what would she do, would she be able to survive. So eventually, and quite willingly, Girl agreed.

      Whilst working at the market, she had caught sight of Boy. Never having the chance to speak to him, she always watches him from a far, Boy also returning looks of interest. One day when collecting wood in the forest for her fire, she is sighted by a cougar, realising that she was the cougars dinner, she runs and runs, screaming for Earth, screaming for help. With now response she decides to save her breath and runs faster, The terrain is awful and she stumbles, trips and falls. She has cut her head, but gets up and keeps running. Dizziness gets the better of her, and concussion catches up on her, her legs begin to weaken and she is losing her balance, just before she collapses she sees a figure in the shadows, hears a thunderous echo in the skies and suddenly all is dark and quiet. She wakes up to a warm fire, and a gentle voice. It is Boy, and he had saved her.

      Middle-

      Many months had pasted and Boy and Girl, have become very close She was beginning to like the boy was unsure of her feeling as she couldn’t stop thinking about Earth. Boy felt very strongly for Girl but unsure of how she felt, he didn’t dare risk saying anything. Earth on the other hand hated Boy for killing his cougar, and hated Boy even more for distracting Girl from him.
      Now it new years eve, a celebration and the village was hosting a masked Ball that evening. Boy asked Girl to be his partner for the night, she agreed. During the ball, the girl saw earth amongst the crowd, which was unusually as he never came out in public. Shocked she ran over to him, he looked very intense, very determined. Curious as to what was wrong with him she followed him into the dark of the forest. Their he wooed her, talked to her, entranced her, used all that he could to convince her that she would have a better life with him. She, having only so much will to resist, She agreed! She agreed to be his, in body and promise, and with that she was. She was as he was in body, inhuman like he was, immortal as he was, and her word she had given to him.

      End-

      She lived happily with Earth for a while, he has distracted her from boy as best he could, but subtle things reminded her of Boy. Over time she saw a side to Earth that he had hidden from her. He was as enchanting as the trees, and graceful as the flowers and elegant the hills, but he was also as cold like the soil, as Hard as the rocks, as stubborn as the mountains. Jealousy controlled him and envy encouraged him, He was as he had created.

      Girl realised that she was tricked into a life with Earth, he had used his gifts entice and amaze her, however he had always kept his darker side fully masked. She hated how he tricked her, how he fooled her. Did he ever want her? Or did he just want no one else to have her? And her dear Boy, whatever happened to him? She knew now for the first time what she wanted, who she wanted.

      She had given her body to Earth, but her soul was for
      Boy.

      After much searching, she found Boy. She explained what happened. He welcomed her back with open arms. And after so long, she felt like she was where she should be, with him it was like she was home.

      Earth was enraged by this, furious to think his prize was in another mans arms. She had promised him, given herself to him. She could not take it back so freely. She was his, and in many ways she was bound to him. He was outraged, but did nothing. He would bide his time for his revenge. After all he is immortal.

      I know its got a few gaps in the story, but you get the idea.

      I have left the story quite open at the end, I think there are so many future possibilities with this story that I dint want to give it complete closure.

      Any comments on characters, story line? How was my ending? Where was it weakest?

      I know its longs, so thanks for taking to time.

      xx
      In response to some comments, yes i have posted this before but i did change a few things and so i thought i would post is again to get a second reaction.

      Also i am struggling with the begining, but i intend to explain the girls history a bit and her memories of the cottage to make it abit more interesting.
      Im thinking of introducing boy before she meets earth. Any ideas on that too please?

      Also my idea behind it was that Earth was like her Provider, he provides with an income and so a way of life, that why i chose the whole garden flowers thing, i will explain this in more detail in my writing, and boy is the protector, he protected her from danger and in a way looks out for her. Again i will explain this in more detail.

      I liked the idea of chosing either to be provided for, or to be protected. Maybe im not puting that across very well! 🙁

      Thanks for everyones comments, any further comments would be great. thanks x

    4. Please read on and comment on how my storyline sounds? This is just a basic outline to get to the Point of the story, also I haven’t got names for my characters yet so I call them Girl, Boy and Earth.

      I know its long but I feel there is a lot I need to explain, I put a lot of thought into it, so please stay with it as I really would like so reviews.

      Beginning-

      After a series of unfortunate events Girl decides to make a fresh starts in life and so moves back to the cottage where she grew up as a child with her beloved grandparents. Girl inherited the cottage 4 years previous after her grandparents died but has never had the courage to return, as a result of being empty for a few years the cottage requires a fair bit of work to get it updated and running again. The cottage is situated alone in the thick forest which fringes a sleepy and traditional Village. With no real education and a lack of available employment, Girl is unable to find a fitting job, and so decides to renew her gardening skills learnt with her grandparents, she sets up as a flower vender, selling flowers from her garden at the local market. A month or so later as the cold weather sets in she struggles to grow anything to sell and is left worrying about her future. One day when she was on her own when she saw something in the trees, it was a figure of a man but he was not completely human, he was unlike anyone she had ever see. After a few visits he explained that he was a representation of the element Earth, who’s task is to look after the forest and keep it and all in it alive and healthily. He’s been watching her for a while and she fascinated him. Feeling a strong emotion for girl, as well as the worry that she might have to leave if she could not afford to live at the cottage, he agreed to help her with her garden, he would keep her garden alive for her, so long as she stayed. She was entranced by him, charmed by him. Without him what would she do, would she be able to survive. So eventually, and quite willingly, Girl agreed.

      Whilst working at the market, she had caught sight of Boy. Never having the chance to speak to him, she always watches him from a far, Boy also returning looks of interest. One day when collecting wood in the forest for her fire, she is sighted by a cougar, realising that she was the cougars dinner, she runs and runs, screaming for Earth, screaming for help. With now response she decides to save her breath and runs faster, The terrain is awful and she stumbles, trips and falls. She has cut her head, but gets up and keeps running. Dizziness gets the better of her, and concussion catches up on her, her legs begin to weaken and she is losing her balance, just before she collapses she sees a figure in the shadows, hears a thunderous echo in the skies and suddenly all is dark and quiet. She wakes up to a warm fire, and a gentle voice. It is Boy, and he had saved her.

      Middle-

      Many months had pasted and Boy and Girl, have become very close She was beginning to like the boy was unsure of her feeling as she couldn’t stop thinking about Earth. Boy felt very strongly for Girl but unsure of how she felt, he didn’t dare risk saying anything. Earth on the other hand hated Boy for killing his cougar, and hated Boy even more for distracting Girl from him.
      Now it new years eve, a celebration and the village was hosting a masked Ball that evening. Boy asked Girl to be his partner for the night, she agreed. During the ball, the girl saw earth amongst the crowd, which was unusually as he never came out in public. Shocked she ran over to him, he looked very intense, very determined. Curious as to what was wrong with him she followed him into the dark of the forest. Their he wooed her, talked to her, entranced her, used all that he could to convince her that she would have a better life with him. She, having only so much will to resist, She agreed! She agreed to be his, in body and promise, and with that she was. She was as he was in body, inhuman like he was, immortal as he was, and her word she had given to him.

      End-

      She lived happily with Earth for a while, he has distracted her from boy as best he could, but subtle things reminded her of Boy. Over time she saw a side to Earth that he had hidden from her. He was as enchanting as the trees, and graceful as the flowers and elegant the hills, but he was also as cold like the soil, as Hard as the rocks, as stubborn as the mountains. Jealousy controlled him and envy encouraged him, He was as he had created.

      Girl realised that she was tricked into a life with Earth, he had used his gifts entice and amaze her, however he had always kept his darker side fully masked. She hated how he tricked her, how he fooled her. Did he ever want her? Or did he just want no one else to have her? And her dear Boy, whatever happened to him? She knew now for the first time what she wanted, who she wanted.

      She had given her body to Earth, but her soul was for
      Boy.

      After much searching, she found Boy. She explained what happened. He welcomed her back with open arms. And after so long, she felt like she was where she should be, with him it was like she was home.

      Earth was enraged by this, furious to think his prize was in another mans arms. She had promised him, given herself to him. She could not take it back so freely. She was his, and in many ways she was bound to him. He was outraged, but did nothing. He would bide his time for his revenge. After all he is immortal.

      I know its got a few gaps in the story, but you get the idea.

      I have left the story quite open at the end, I think there are so many future possibilities with this story that I dint want to give it complete closure.

      Any comments on characters, story line? How was my ending? Where was it weakest?

      I know its longs, so thanks for taking to time.

      xx
      In response to some comments, yes i have posted this before but i did change a few things and so i thought i would post is again to get a second reaction.

      Also i am struggling with the begining, but i intend to explain the girls history a bit and her memories of the cottage to make it abit more interesting.
      Im thinking of introducing boy before she meets earth. Any ideas on that too please?

      Also my idea behind it was that Earth was like her Provider, he provides with an income and so a way of life, that why i chose the whole garden flowers thing, i will explain this in more detail in my writing, and boy is the protector, he protected her from danger and in a way looks out for her. Again i will explain this in more detail.

      I liked the idea of chosing either to be provided for, or to be protected. Maybe im not puting that across very well! 🙁

      Thanks for everyones comments, any further comments would be great. thanks x

    5. THE VISITORS

      It was a mid summer Thursday, as I remember it, during the time I’d come down with a most peculiar fever. As a lone farmer out on the prairie, aches and pains was something I’d grown quite accustomed to, but never before had I been subject to an such an illness that ground me to the confines of my bed for so long during the dry season. Then again, it was a period shrouded in mystery altogether, and likely one that will not soon escape my ever-aging memory.

      I had just finished climbing into my bed after a late supper alone which left me with a rather ill felt stomach. After convincing myself that the long walk to the outhouse could wait till morning, there came over me a feeling of dread, the type you get when you become aware that you are in the company of another after presuming yourself alone. These fears were realized when I spared a glance at my window and saw them for the first
      time – I cant quite remember what I’d first thought of it, but I’ll never forget the power that accompanied those eyes. Small and yellow; four of them, sitting unmoving on one of the branches of a tree outside my window. Something about those menacing eyes demanded awe, and I was not reluctant to appraise them with it. After my initial shock, I made out the shapes of my visitors. They were small – two feet tall perhaps, frail looking and ebony skinned. Apart from their eyes, I could not distinguish any features on them. If it were not for those golden lights embedded into their bulbous heads, they might have escaped my sight entirely.
      Although I was frightened, something about those amber eyes bade me to stay. I don’t know whether it was my curiosity or an effect of the fever but I became strangely fascinated by them. Sitting at the edge of my bed I stared back at them, and though they remained eerily calm and unnerved, something in me knew that they were as interested in me as I was in them. We sat there in silence, quietly observing each other until the final breaths of night. When dawn finally robbed the sky of its shroud, my visitors vanished, as though absorbed into whatever refuge the remaining shadows could provide after the sun slowly broke the horizon.

      It recurred like this every night, one moment my tree untouched and the next the eyes would appear there, their hosts with them, thin legs draped over the branch.
      Night after night I sat on my bedside in an odd sense of wonder, staring back at them. Magnificent as they were, I never lost my feeling of unease when in their presence.
      They were miraculous; almost inspiring in a way. How intricate and complex their lives must be! Though they were dwarfed in height I couldn’t shake the feeling that they were in a way, greater than I. From their perch they were the cardholders, the answers to enlightenment and the madness of the unknown. All knowing; insane.. They were Heaven, and they were Hell. Who knows what secrets or guilts they held behind those ghostly eyes? Every night from dusk to dawn we would silently share our sights and at first sign of morning they would vanish back to wherever it was they called home.

      Though I never lost interest in them, I soon began to feel the effects of prolonged insomnia upon my waking eyes. The night I finally succumbed to fatigue was the subject of terrible dreams, horrible in scale to the point where I can remember nothing save for the intense terror that persisted in them.

      I awoke solemnly the following morning to find that my visitors had already retreated back across the prairie. As I gazed toward the golden sunrise, something in me knew that those strange creatures would never return. Weary from the events of the previous days, I gradually resumed sleep at night.
      I never really felt the same again after that fateful summer, and though I never again caught sight of those yellow eyes, they in a way never truly left me.

      To anyone that actually read that, thank you!! and even if you were too bored to finish reading, please leave a comment telling me that. I really need all kinds of feedback/criticism right now.

      PS I’m 16 so I’m not expecting to write a masterpiece or anything. I just want to know if I have what it takes to pursue writing as a profession.

      Thanks! 🙂

    6. Hi everyone! This story is going to sound crazy but it’s true. Before I start here is a little background info: I’m a 23 year old woman who recently graduated from college with a degree in pediatrics. My mother is 45 years old and has been divorced for about six years. I think she’s an alcoholic but she denies it. She’s currently single and has a rapid social life. She goes to bars and clubs to party and things like that. I met my boyfriend Shane about a year ago. After I graduated I moved into an apartment building to stat my career. He lived in the apartment next door to mine and we became fast friends, and started dating about 6 months ago. He had problems with cocaine but he’s been clean for a year.

      Here’s the story: My mother hosted a party at her loft last night. She invited our family, friends and co-workers. It was a great party with great food and music. I showed up with my boyfriend and we had a really good time. There was a bunch of booze at the party and my mom was getting pretty drunk but my boyfriend and I don’t drink. After the party had ended and all the guests went home, my boyfriend and I stayed over to help clean up. I was cleaning the kitchen while my mom was straightening up upstairs. I figured my boyfriend was out cleaning the backyard. I finished with kitchen pretty quickly so I went upstairs to see if my mom needed any help with the upstairs. Her bedroom door was closed so I knocked. No one answered but I kept hearing loud banging noises so I entered. There I found my mother ad boyfriend naked. My boyfriend was giving my mom anal sex against the wall. Her boobs were against the wall while my boyfriend was behind her thrusting. Shocked I screamed, “WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?” My mom was sooo drunk that she started blabbing sh*t that had nothing to do with what was happening. My boyfriend walked up to me and said that this was the best sex he’d ever had and that I could learn some things from my mom. He then requested a threesome but of course I refused. He then walked to the bathroom that’s attached to my mother’s bedroom and came back out with a towel slung over his shoulder and a two pack of condoms. He wrapped my mother’s naked body in the towel and slung her over his shoulder and walked out into the hallway. I reacted to this by screaming, “What the f*ck are you doing with my mother?” He responded with, “I’m taking this little slutt back to my apartment for some fun!” I was so shocked and angry that I couldn’t find my voice. I just stood motionless and watched him throw my mom into the back seat of his car and take off. I was so pissed that I trashed my mother’s loft and broke all of her valubles and threw her jewlry out the window.
      Now its the next morning and my boyfriend and mother keep calling and texting me. My bf is saying that he was high on cocaine and he was being crazy. On one of his messages he said that he loves me and will do anything to make me forgive him. My mother is texting long apoligies that say that she wouldn’t have done it if she wasn’t so drunk, but my mom has never been good to me. She always used to flirt with my previous boyfriends and guy friends. She’d have really loud sex in her bedroom while I would be trying to sleep. So people, what in the world do I do? Do I forgive them? My boyfriend has been the best guy I’ve ever been with and I’m so confused right now. I’m crying my eyes out and I’m tempted to call them back. If you were me what would you do? Give me a step-by-step solution!!! I’m desperate.

      **Thanks everyone.

    7. Please read on and comment on how my storyline sounds? This is just a basic outline to get to the Point of the story, also I haven’t got names for my characters yet so I call them Girl, Boy and Earth.

      I know its long but I feel there is a lot I need to explain, I put a lot of thought into it, so please stay with it as I really would like so reviews.

      Beginning-

      After a series of unfortunate events Girl decides to make a fresh starts in life and so moves back to the cottage where she grew up as a child with her beloved grandparents. Girl inherited the cottage 4 years previous after her grandparents died but has never had the courage to return, as a result of being empty for a few years the cottage requires a fair bit of work to get it updated and running again. The cottage is situated alone in the thick forest which fringes a sleepy and traditional Village. With no real education and a lack of available employment, Girl is unable to find a fitting job, and so decides to renew her gardening skills learnt with her grandparents, she sets up as a flower vender, selling flowers from her garden at the local market. A month or so later as the cold weather sets in she struggles to grow anything to sell and is left worrying about her future. One day when she was on her own when she saw something in the trees, it was a figure of a man but he was not completely human, he was unlike anyone she had ever see. After a few visits he explained that he was a representation of the element Earth, who’s task is to look after the forest and keep it and all in it alive and healthily. He’s been watching her for a while and she fascinated him. Feeling a strong emotion for girl, as well as the worry that she might have to leave if she could not afford to live at the cottage, he agreed to help her with her garden, he would keep her garden alive for her, so long as she stayed. She was entranced by him, charmed by him. Without him what would she do, would she be able to survive. So eventually, and quite willingly, Girl agreed.

      Whilst working at the market, she had caught sight of Boy. Never having the chance to speak to him, she always watches him from a far, Boy also returning looks of interest. One day when collecting wood in the forest for her fire, she is sighted by a cougar, realising that she was the cougars dinner, she runs and runs, screaming for Earth, screaming for help. With now response she decides to save her breath and runs faster, The terrain is awful and she stumbles, trips and falls. She has cut her head, but gets up and keeps running. Dizziness gets the better of her, and concussion catches up on her, her legs begin to weaken and she is losing her balance, just before she collapses she sees a figure in the shadows, hears a thunderous echo in the skies and suddenly all is dark and quiet. She wakes up to a warm fire, and a gentle voice. It is Boy, and he had saved her.

      Middle-

      Many months had pasted and Boy and Girl, have become very close She was beginning to like the boy was unsure of her feeling as she couldn’t stop thinking about Earth. Boy felt very strongly for Girl but unsure of how she felt, he didn’t dare risk saying anything. Earth on the other hand hated Boy for killing his cougar, and hated Boy even more for distracting Girl from him.
      Now it new years eve, a celebration and the village was hosting a masked Ball that evening. Boy asked Girl to be his partner for the night, she agreed. During the ball, the girl saw earth amongst the crowd, which was unusually as he never came out in public. Shocked she ran over to him, he looked very intense, very determined. Curious as to what was wrong with him she followed him into the dark of the forest. Their he wooed her, talked to her, entranced her, used all that he could to convince her that she would have a better life with him. She, having only so much will to resist, She agreed! She agreed to be his, in body and promise, and with that she was. She was as he was in body, inhuman like he was, immortal as he was, and her word she had given to him.

      End-

      She lived happily with Earth for a while, he has distracted her from boy as best he could, but subtle things reminded her of Boy. Over time she saw a side to Earth that he had hidden from her. He was as enchanting as the trees, and graceful as the flowers and elegant the hills, but he was also as cold like the soil, as Hard as the rocks, as stubborn as the mountains. Jealousy controlled him and envy encouraged him, He was as he had created.

      Girl realised that she was tricked into a life with Earth, he had used his gifts entice and amaze her, however he had always kept his darker side fully masked. She hated how he tricked her, how he fooled her. Did he ever want her? Or did he just want no one else to have her? And her dear Boy, whatever happened to him? She knew now for the first time what she wanted, who she wanted.

      She had given her body to Earth, but her soul was for
      Boy.

      After much searching, she found Boy. She explained what happened. He welcomed her back with open arms. And after so long, she felt like she was where she should be, with him it was like she was home.

      Earth was enraged by this, furious to think his prize was in another mans arms. She had promised him, given herself to him. She could not take it back so freely. She was his, and in many ways she was bound to him. He was outraged, but did nothing. He would bide his time for his revenge. After all he is immortal.

      I know its got a few gaps in the story, but you get the idea.

      I have left the story quite open at the end, I think there are so many future possibilities with this story that I dint want to give it complete closure.

      Any comments on characters, story line? How was my ending? Where was it weakest?

      I know its longs, so thanks for taking to time.

      xx

    8. Ok, I met him early this year in one of my classes. After a few days, he asked me to go for break together. I did not go because I was busy with my homework. Then, he started messaging me and we chat. He started being too friendly and starts calling me names. And, I told him to respect me if we are going to be friends. He stopped calling me names. Then, he accuses me for not being friendly. He said that I am keeping all things secret. And, he started calling me ‘sister’. He claims that he was my brother. Then, he asked to borrow my previous assignment and planned to copy it. Still, his that specific assignment is 50% mine (i guess). He is the ‘Man’ – the guy who want to pay for my meals, and et cetera. I am the independent girl. One day, he told me that he was hungry, so, I gave him my breakfast pack. Another day, he asks my water. I gave my water bottle. Few weeks ago, he called me and told me that our friendship is very deep, that I am willing to share my food and water with him. The truth is I am ready to share my meal and water with anyone whom is hungry and thirsty. Anyone includes total stranger. Food and water is one’s basics needs. But, I think he took it as special privileges. Then, one day we were hosting an event. So, we were sitting nearer and discussing things. Suddenly, he tapped my cheek. I was shocked as I was not expecting this from him. I just kept quite and act as nothing had happened. I want to know whether he is using me ?

    9. Hi everyone! This story is going to sound crazy but it’s true. Before I start here is a little background info: I’m a 23 year old woman who recently graduated from college with a degree in pediatrics. My mother is 45 years old and has been divorced for about six years. I think she’s an alcoholic but she denies it. She’s currently single and has a rapid social life. She goes to bars and clubs to party and things like that. I met my boyfriend Shane about a year ago. After I graduated I moved into an apartment building to stat my career. He lived in the apartment next door to mine and we became fast friends, and started dating about 6 months ago. He had problems with cocaine but he’s been clean for a year.

      Here’s the story: My mother hosted a party at her loft last night. She invited our family, friends and co-workers. It was a great party with great food and music. I showed up with my boyfriend and we had a really good time. There was a bunch of booze at the party and my mom was getting pretty drunk but my boyfriend and I don’t drink. After the party had ended and all the guests went home, my boyfriend and I stayed over to help clean up. I was cleaning the kitchen while my mom was straightening up upstairs. I figured my boyfriend was out cleaning the backyard. I finished with kitchen pretty quickly so I went upstairs to see if my mom needed any help with the upstairs. Her bedroom door was closed so I knocked. No one answered but I kept hearing loud banging noises so I entered. There I found my mother ad boyfriend naked. My boyfriend was giving my mom anal sex against the wall. Her boobs were against the wall while my boyfriend was behind her thrusting. Shocked I screamed, “WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?” My mom was sooo drunk that she started blabbing sh*t that had nothing to do with what was happening. My boyfriend walked up to me and said that this was the best sex he’d ever had and that I could learn some things from my mom. He then requested a threesome but of course I refused. He then walked to the bathroom that’s attached to my mother’s bedroom and came back out with a towel slung over his shoulder and a two pack of condoms. He wrapped my mother’s naked body in the towel and slung her over his shoulder and walked out into the hallway. I reacted to this by screaming, “What the f*ck are you doing with my mother?” He responded with, “I’m taking this little slutt back to my apartment for some fun!” I was so shocked and angry that I couldn’t find my voice. I just stood motionless and watched him throw my mom into the back seat of his car and take off. I was so pissed that I trashed my mother’s loft and broke all of her valubles and threw her jewlry out the window.
      Now its the next morning and my boyfriend and mother keep calling and texting me. My bf is saying that he was high on cocaine and he was being crazy. On one of his messages he said that he loves me and will do anything to make me forgive him. My mother is texting long apoligies that say that she wouldn’t have done it if she wasn’t so drunk, but my mom has never been good to me. She always used to flirt with my previous boyfriends and guy friends. She’d have really loud sex in her bedroom while I would be trying to sleep. So people, what in the world do I do? Do I forgive them? My boyfriend has been the best guy I’ve ever been with and I’m so confused right now. I’m crying my eyes out and I’m tempted to call them back. If you were me what would you do? Give me a step-by-step solution!!! I’m desperate.

      **Thanks everyone.

    10. Ok, I met him early this year in one of my classes. After a few days, he asked me to go for break together. I did not go because I was busy with my homework. Then, he started messaging me and we chat. He started being too friendly and starts calling me names. And, I told him to respect me if we are going to be friends. He stopped calling me names. Then, he accuses me for not being friendly. He said that I am keeping all things secret. And, he started calling me ‘sister’. He claims that he was my brother. Then, he asked to borrow my previous assignment and planned to copy it. Still, his that specific assignment is 50% mine (i guess). He is the ‘Man’ – the guy who want to pay for my meals, and et cetera. I am the independent girl. One day, he told me that he was hungry, so, I gave him my breakfast pack. Another day, he asks my water. I gave my water bottle. Few weeks ago, he called me and told me that our friendship is very deep, that I am willing to share my food and water with him. The truth is I am ready to share my meal and water with anyone whom is hungry and thirsty. Anyone includes total stranger. Food and water is one’s basics needs. But, I think he took it as special privileges. Then, one day we were hosting an event. So, we were sitting nearer and discussing things. Suddenly, he tapped my cheek. I was shocked as I was not expecting this from him. I just kept quite and act as nothing had happened. I want to know whether he is using me ?

    11. Ok, I met him early this year in one of my classes. After a few days, he asked me to go for break together. I did not go because I was busy with my homework. Then, he started messaging me and we chat. He started being too friendly and starts calling me names. And, I told him to respect me if we are going to be friends. He stopped calling me names. Then, he accuses me for not being friendly. He said that I am keeping all things secret. And, he started calling me ‘sister’. He claims that he was my brother. Then, he asked to borrow my previous assignment and planned to copy it. Still, his that specific assignment is 50% mine (i guess). He is the ‘Man’ – the guy who want to pay for my meals, and et cetera. I am the independent girl. One day, he told me that he was hungry, so, I gave him my breakfast pack. Another day, he asks my water. I gave my water bottle. Few weeks ago, he called me and told me that our friendship is very deep, that I am willing to share my food and water with him. The truth is I am ready to share my meal and water with anyone whom is hungry and thirsty. Anyone includes total stranger. Food and water is one’s basics needs. But, I think he took it as special privileges. Then, one day we were hosting an event. So, we were sitting nearer and discussing things. Suddenly, he tapped my cheek. I was shocked as I was not expecting this from him. I just kept quite and act as nothing had happened. I want to know whether he is using me ?

    12. Hi everyone! This story is going to sound crazy but it’s true. Before I start here is a little background info: I’m a 23 year old woman who recently graduated from college with a degree in pediatrics. My mother is 45 years old and has been divorced for about six years. I think she’s an alcoholic but she denies it. She’s currently single and has a rapid social life. She goes to bars and clubs to party and things like that. I met my boyfriend Shane about a year ago. After I graduated I moved into an apartment building to stat my career. He lived in the apartment next door to mine and we became fast friends, and started dating about 6 months ago. He had problems with cocaine but he’s been clean for a year.

      Here’s the story: My mother hosted a party at her loft last night. She invited our family, friends and co-workers. It was a great party with great food and music. I showed up with my boyfriend and we had a really good time. There was a bunch of booze at the party and my mom was getting pretty drunk but my boyfriend and I don’t drink. After the party had ended and all the guests went home, my boyfriend and I stayed over to help clean up. I was cleaning the kitchen while my mom was straightening up upstairs. I figured my boyfriend was out cleaning the backyard. I finished with kitchen pretty quickly so I went upstairs to see if my mom needed any help with the upstairs. Her bedroom door was closed so I knocked. No one answered but I kept hearing loud banging noises so I entered. There I found my mother ad boyfriend naked. My boyfriend was giving my mom anal sex against the wall. Her boobs were against the wall while my boyfriend was behind her thrusting. Shocked I screamed, “WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?” My mom was sooo drunk that she started blabbing sh*t that had nothing to do with what was happening. My boyfriend walked up to me and said that this was the best sex he’d ever had and that I could learn some things from my mom. He then requested a threesome but of course I refused. He then walked to the bathroom that’s attached to my mother’s bedroom and came back out with a towel slung over his shoulder and a two pack of condoms. He wrapped my mother’s naked body in the towel and slung her over his shoulder and walked out into the hallway. I reacted to this by screaming, “What the f*ck are you doing with my mother?” He responded with, “I’m taking this little slutt back to my apartment for some fun!” I was so shocked and angry that I couldn’t find my voice. I just stood motionless and watched him throw my mom into the back seat of his car and take off. I was so pissed that I trashed my mother’s loft and broke all of her valubles and threw her jewlry out the window.
      Now its the next morning and my boyfriend and mother keep calling and texting me. My bf is saying that he was high on cocaine and he was being crazy. On one of his messages he said that he loves me and will do anything to make me forgive him. My mother is texting long apoligies that say that she wouldn’t have done it if she wasn’t so drunk, but my mom has never been good to me. She always used to flirt with my previous boyfriends and guy friends. She’d have really loud sex in her bedroom while I would be trying to sleep. So people, what in the world do I do? Do I forgive them? My boyfriend has been the best guy I’ve ever been with and I’m so confused right now. I’m crying my eyes out and I’m tempted to call them back. If you were me what would you do? Give me a step-by-step solution!!! I’m desperate.

      **Thanks everyone.

    13. THE VISITORS

      It was a mid summer Thursday, as I remember it, during the time I’d come down with a most peculiar fever. As a lone farmer out on the prairie, aches and pains was something I’d grown quite accustomed to, but never before had I been subject to an such an illness that ground me to the confines of my bed for so long during the dry season. Then again, it was a period shrouded in mystery altogether, and likely one that will not soon escape my ever-aging memory.

      I had just finished climbing into my bed after a late supper alone which left me with a rather ill felt stomach. After convincing myself that the long walk to the outhouse could wait till morning, there came over me a feeling of dread, the type you get when you become aware that you are in the company of another after presuming yourself alone. These fears were realized when I spared a glance at my window and saw them for the first
      time – I cant quite remember what I’d first thought of it, but I’ll never forget the power that accompanied those eyes. Small and yellow; four of them, sitting unmoving on one of the branches of a tree outside my window. Something about those menacing eyes demanded awe, and I was not reluctant to appraise them with it. After my initial shock, I made out the shapes of my visitors. They were small – two feet tall perhaps, frail looking and ebony skinned. Apart from their eyes, I could not distinguish any features on them. If it were not for those golden lights embedded into their bulbous heads, they might have escaped my sight entirely.
      Although I was frightened, something about those amber eyes bade me to stay. I don’t know whether it was my curiosity or an effect of the fever but I became strangely fascinated by them. Sitting at the edge of my bed I stared back at them, and though they remained eerily calm and unnerved, something in me knew that they were as interested in me as I was in them. We sat there in silence, quietly observing each other until the final breaths of night. When dawn finally robbed the sky of its shroud, my visitors vanished, as though absorbed into whatever refuge the remaining shadows could provide after the sun slowly broke the horizon.

      It recurred like this every night, one moment my tree untouched and the next the eyes would appear there, their hosts with them, thin legs draped over the branch.
      Night after night I sat on my bedside in an odd sense of wonder, staring back at them. Magnificent as they were, I never lost my feeling of unease when in their presence.
      They were miraculous; almost inspiring in a way. How intricate and complex their lives must be! Though they were dwarfed in height I couldn’t shake the feeling that they were in a way, greater than I. From their perch they were the cardholders, the answers to enlightenment and the madness of the unknown. All knowing; insane.. They were Heaven, and they were Hell. Who knows what secrets or guilts they held behind those ghostly eyes? Every night from dusk to dawn we would silently share our sights and at first sign of morning they would vanish back to wherever it was they called home.

      Though I never lost interest in them, I soon began to feel the effects of prolonged insomnia upon my waking eyes. The night I finally succumbed to fatigue was the subject of terrible dreams, horrible in scale to the point where I can remember nothing save for the intense terror that persisted in them.

      I awoke solemnly the following morning to find that my visitors had already retreated back across the prairie. As I gazed toward the golden sunrise, something in me knew that those strange creatures would never return. Weary from the events of the previous days, I gradually resumed sleep at night.
      I never really felt the same again after that fateful summer, and though I never again caught sight of those yellow eyes, they in a way never truly left me.

      To anyone that actually read that, thank you!! and even if you were too bored to finish reading, please leave a comment telling me that. I really need all kinds of feedback/criticism right now.

      PS I’m 16 so I’m not expecting to write a masterpiece or anything. I just want to know if I have what it takes to pursue writing as a profession.

      Thanks! 🙂

    14. Last week, Spain’s Olympic basketball team’s advertisement photo for the Chinese company Li Ning Ltd. got exposed to the whole world. In this picture every single athlete is using their index fingers to pull the skin behind their eyes to look Asian.

      There has been a lot of talk back and forth of whether this gesture is offensive or not. Spokespeople for both the basketball team and Li Ning Ltd. are saying these gestures were meant to be “humorous” and “cute”.

      This is actually a pretty sensitive topic for me since I’ve studied abroad in Spain and have been subjected to what I think is their ignorance towards Asian people. There was one night in Spain when I was out with a bunch of the other exchange students and a Spanish guy started grinding me while he pulled his eyes back to do the Asian eye pose. This had never happened to me before so I was in complete shock. It felt like someone had just punched me in the chest. Luckily, I was with very strongheaded White females that started yelling at the guy and pushed him against the wall to protect me.

      This Olympics picture issue comes at a very interesting time for me also since the previous night I went to see the movie, Pineapple Express with some Spaniards. I mentioned how the gangsters in the movie were Korean but I couldn’t understand any of them because their pronunciation was way off. My Spanish friend said, “Well, it was probably the point of the movie to be funny, since all Asian languages sound alike anyway.” I did not know how to respond to this. But I do know that this is the Spanish mentality since a similar thing happened to me while I was in Spain. My little host brother was watching a Japanese animation and told me that my people made it. I told him that I wasn’t Japanese but Korean. He said, “Oh, whatever you guys are all the same anyway.” This would be the same as someone saying to an Indian person “Oh, you’re Pakistani right? Oh, you’re not? You’re all the same anyway.” Do you know how offensive that is?

      One thing I have learned about Spain through people that I have met abroad and here in the States is this: they have a pretty messed up view of Asian people. Every Spanish person I have met that has made a racist statement or gesture about Asian people will tell you that it is in no way meant to be hurtful. When this Olympic picture issue was on the news, my Spanish friend said, “But this gesture does not mean anything in Spain, it’s not offensive.” But for me, I don’t care that it doesn’t mean anything to the Spanish people. What matters is that it means something to me and other Asian people. I would also put this in the same category as someone who is White painting themselves Black and acting Black. People in Spain also do this. I saw this during a festival; little kids would paint their skins black and wear an afro wig as a costume. This would not be tolerated here in the States yet it is okay in Spain.

      Some journalists walked around in China and showed this offensive picture to random pedestrians and asked how they felt about the picture. Many of them thought it was so nice of the Spaniards to make such Asian gestures. This is ridiculous and doesn’t prove anything since Asian people that live in their own countries do not know what it is like to live as a minority in another place. This gesture is so degrading and humiliating and it’s because some people make fun of Asians for having small eyes. And it wouldn’t be the same if I pulled my eyelids up and made my eyes really big. Would that offend any White people? Not really, since big eyes are considered beautiful.

      I loved exploring Spain as a country and culture. And I love that I speak Spanish well enough to communicate with so many diverse people. However, I don’t enjoy the racism I feel towards my heritage from Spanish speaking people. They may not call it racist or offensive but I think it’s more important how something is perceived rather than how it was intended.

      If Spain wants to become more worldly and they do in fact want to host the Olympics in the future they need to become less culturally ignorant. For the time being, I love that I currently live in a country that sees the wrong in this gesture. It has been great to see that in the American media, this gesture has been labeled as offensive and racist.

    15. Please read on and comment on how my storyline sounds? This is just a basic outline to get to the Point of the story, also I haven’t got names for my characters yet so I call them Girl, Boy and Earth.

      I know its long but I feel there is a lot I need to explain, I put a lot of thought into it, so please stay with it as I really would like so reviews.

      Beginning-

      After a series of unfortunate events Girl decides to make a fresh starts in life and so moves back to the cottage where she grew up as a child with her beloved grandparents. Girl inherited the cottage 4 years previous after her grandparents died but has never had the courage to return, as a result of being empty for a few years the cottage requires a fair bit of work to get it updated and running again. The cottage is situated alone in the thick forest which fringes a sleepy and traditional Village. With no real education and a lack of available employment, Girl is unable to find a fitting job, and so decides to renew her gardening skills learnt with her grandparents, she sets up as a flower vender, selling flowers from her garden at the local market. A month or so later as the cold weather sets in she struggles to grow anything to sell and is left worrying about her future. One day when she was on her own when she saw something in the trees, it was a figure of a man but he was not completely human, he was unlike anyone she had ever see. After a few visits he explained that he was a representation of the element Earth, who’s task is to look after the forest and keep it and all in it alive and healthily. He’s been watching her for a while and she fascinated him. Feeling a strong emotion for girl, as well as the worry that she might have to leave if she could not afford to live at the cottage, he agreed to help her with her garden, he would keep her garden alive for her, so long as she stayed. She was entranced by him, charmed by him. Without him what would she do, would she be able to survive. So eventually, and quite willingly, Girl agreed.

      Whilst working at the market, she had caught sight of Boy. Never having the chance to speak to him, she always watches him from a far, Boy also returning looks of interest. One day when collecting wood in the forest for her fire, she is sighted by a cougar, realising that she was the cougars dinner, she runs and runs, screaming for Earth, screaming for help. With now response she decides to save her breath and runs faster, The terrain is awful and she stumbles, trips and falls. She has cut her head, but gets up and keeps running. Dizziness gets the better of her, and concussion catches up on her, her legs begin to weaken and she is losing her balance, just before she collapses she sees a figure in the shadows, hears a thunderous echo in the skies and suddenly all is dark and quiet. She wakes up to a warm fire, and a gentle voice. It is Boy, and he had saved her.

      Middle-

      Many months had pasted and Boy and Girl, have become very close She was beginning to like the boy was unsure of her feeling as she couldn’t stop thinking about Earth. Boy felt very strongly for Girl but unsure of how she felt, he didn’t dare risk saying anything. Earth on the other hand hated Boy for killing his cougar, and hated Boy even more for distracting Girl from him.
      Now it new years eve, a celebration and the village was hosting a masked Ball that evening. Boy asked Girl to be his partner for the night, she agreed. During the ball, the girl saw earth amongst the crowd, which was unusually as he never came out in public. Shocked she ran over to him, he looked very intense, very determined. Curious as to what was wrong with him she followed him into the dark of the forest. Their he wooed her, talked to her, entranced her, used all that he could to convince her that she would have a better life with him. She, having only so much will to resist, She agreed! She agreed to be his, in body and promise, and with that she was. She was as he was in body, inhuman like he was, immortal as he was, and her word she had given to him.

      End-

      She lived happily with Earth for a while, he has distracted her from boy as best he could, but subtle things reminded her of Boy. Over time she saw a side to Earth that he had hidden from her. He was as enchanting as the trees, and graceful as the flowers and elegant the hills, but he was also as cold like the soil, as Hard as the rocks, as stubborn as the mountains. Jealousy controlled him and envy encouraged him, He was as he had created.

      Girl realised that she was tricked into a life with Earth, he had used his gifts entice and amaze her, however he had always kept his darker side fully masked. She hated how he tricked her, how he fooled her. Did he ever want her? Or did he just want no one else to have her? And her dear Boy, whatever happened to him? She knew now for the first time what she wanted, who she wanted.

      She had given her body to Earth, but her soul was for
      Boy.

      After much searching, she found Boy. She explained what happened. He welcomed her back with open arms. And after so long, she felt like she was where she should be, with him it was like she was home.

      Earth was enraged by this, furious to think his prize was in another mans arms. She had promised him, given herself to him. She could not take it back so freely. She was his, and in many ways she was bound to him. He was outraged, but did nothing. He would bide his time for his revenge. After all he is immortal.

      I know its got a few gaps in the story, but you get the idea.

      I have left the story quite open at the end, I think there are so many future possibilities with this story that I dint want to give it complete closure.

      Any comments on characters, story line? How was my ending? Where was it weakest?

      I know its longs, so thanks for taking to time.

      xx
      In response to some comments, yes i have posted this before but i did change a few things and so i thought i would post is again to get a second reaction.

      Also i am struggling with the begining, but i intend to explain the girls history a bit and her memories of the cottage to make it abit more interesting.
      Im thinking of introducing boy before she meets earth. Any ideas on that too please?

      Also my idea behind it was that Earth was like her Provider, he provides with an income and so a way of life, that why i chose the whole garden flowers thing, i will explain this in more detail in my writing, and boy is the protector, he protected her from danger and in a way looks out for her. Again i will explain this in more detail.

      I liked the idea of chosing either to be provided for, or to be protected. Maybe im not puting that across very well! 🙁

      Thanks for everyones comments, any further comments would be great. thanks x

    16. Please read on and comment on how my storyline sounds? This is just a basic outline to get to the Point of the story, also I haven’t got names for my characters yet so I call them Girl, Boy and Earth.

      I know its long but I feel there is a lot I need to explain, I put a lot of thought into it, so please stay with it as I really would like so reviews.

      Beginning-

      After a series of unfortunate events Girl decides to make a fresh starts in life and so moves back to the cottage where she grew up as a child with her beloved grandparents. Girl inherited the cottage 4 years previous after her grandparents died but has never had the courage to return, as a result of being empty for a few years the cottage requires a fair bit of work to get it updated and running again. The cottage is situated alone in the thick forest which fringes a sleepy and traditional Village. With no real education and a lack of available employment, Girl is unable to find a fitting job, and so decides to renew her gardening skills learnt with her grandparents, she sets up as a flower vender, selling flowers from her garden at the local market. A month or so later as the cold weather sets in she struggles to grow anything to sell and is left worrying about her future. One day when she was on her own when she saw something in the trees, it was a figure of a man but he was not completely human, he was unlike anyone she had ever see. After a few visits he explained that he was a representation of the element Earth, who’s task is to look after the forest and keep it and all in it alive and healthily. He’s been watching her for a while and she fascinated him. Feeling a strong emotion for girl, as well as the worry that she might have to leave if she could not afford to live at the cottage, he agreed to help her with her garden, he would keep her garden alive for her, so long as she stayed. She was entranced by him, charmed by him. Without him what would she do, would she be able to survive. So eventually, and quite willingly, Girl agreed.

      Whilst working at the market, she had caught sight of Boy. Never having the chance to speak to him, she always watches him from a far, Boy also returning looks of interest. One day when collecting wood in the forest for her fire, she is sighted by a cougar, realising that she was the cougars dinner, she runs and runs, screaming for Earth, screaming for help. With now response she decides to save her breath and runs faster, The terrain is awful and she stumbles, trips and falls. She has cut her head, but gets up and keeps running. Dizziness gets the better of her, and concussion catches up on her, her legs begin to weaken and she is losing her balance, just before she collapses she sees a figure in the shadows, hears a thunderous echo in the skies and suddenly all is dark and quiet. She wakes up to a warm fire, and a gentle voice. It is Boy, and he had saved her.

      Middle-

      Many months had pasted and Boy and Girl, have become very close She was beginning to like the boy was unsure of her feeling as she couldn’t stop thinking about Earth. Boy felt very strongly for Girl but unsure of how she felt, he didn’t dare risk saying anything. Earth on the other hand hated Boy for killing his cougar, and hated Boy even more for distracting Girl from him.
      Now it new years eve, a celebration and the village was hosting a masked Ball that evening. Boy asked Girl to be his partner for the night, she agreed. During the ball, the girl saw earth amongst the crowd, which was unusually as he never came out in public. Shocked she ran over to him, he looked very intense, very determined. Curious as to what was wrong with him she followed him into the dark of the forest. Their he wooed her, talked to her, entranced her, used all that he could to convince her that she would have a better life with him. She, having only so much will to resist, She agreed! She agreed to be his, in body and promise, and with that she was. She was as he was in body, inhuman like he was, immortal as he was, and her word she had given to him.

      End-

      She lived happily with Earth for a while, he has distracted her from boy as best he could, but subtle things reminded her of Boy. Over time she saw a side to Earth that he had hidden from her. He was as enchanting as the trees, and graceful as the flowers and elegant the hills, but he was also as cold like the soil, as Hard as the rocks, as stubborn as the mountains. Jealousy controlled him and envy encouraged him, He was as he had created.

      Girl realised that she was tricked into a life with Earth, he had used his gifts entice and amaze her, however he had always kept his darker side fully masked. She hated how he tricked her, how he fooled her. Did he ever want her? Or did he just want no one else to have her? And her dear Boy, whatever happened to him? She knew now for the first time what she wanted, who she wanted.

      She had given her body to Earth, but her soul was for
      Boy.

      After much searching, she found Boy. She explained what happened. He welcomed her back with open arms. And after so long, she felt like she was where she should be, with him it was like she was home.

      Earth was enraged by this, furious to think his prize was in another mans arms. She had promised him, given herself to him. She could not take it back so freely. She was his, and in many ways she was bound to him. He was outraged, but did nothing. He would bide his time for his revenge. After all he is immortal.

      I know its got a few gaps in the story, but you get the idea.

      I have left the story quite open at the end, I think there are so many future possibilities with this story that I dint want to give it complete closure.

      Any comments on characters, story line? How was my ending? Where was it weakest?

      I know its longs, so thanks for taking to time.

      xx

    17. When I go for job interviews I am often asked to provide a time when I have provided outstanding customer service or exceeded the customers expection. My past employment has been as a casino dealer which means mostly I don’t have much time to talk or interact with customers…..a dealer has to keep dealing. So I find it difficult to provide a specific answer for these kinds of questions, even though I spend a lot of time with customers. Any help?
      Yes, I have a good concept of what good, bad and ugly customer service is and I could talk about this easily. It is simply that I feel my position limits me taking any initiative to provide “outstanding c.s.” or “to go above and beyond”. They are looking for specific examples. Unfortunately, I was not able to comp players in any way, neither were any of the gaming staff. Comps were provided strictly through the host/customer service dept.
      Generally, I would describe my role at work as being very narrowly defined. Stepping outside of this role was frowned upon. I don’t think and I hope all casinos are like this.

    18. My father had some Call History and Voice Mail issues. Working with Chris, we were able to gain access to my father’s Call History information. Working with both Patrick and Frances, my father has been able to access his voice mail.

      Thank you for your OUTSTANDING customer support.

      Eric Aho

    19. I have an outstanding debt to national grid and i am moving into a new house and am going to need electric obviously.

      Im almost positive the debt has been sold to another company because i am receiving phone calls from debt collectors.

      Will they still allow me to get electric? and also do electrical bills affect my credit history and if so for how long. I havent paid off the debt at all yet, im only 22 and a college student and dont necessarily have the money to do so

    20. At my current job, I was mystery shopped 4 times and scored a 100% each time. How shoud I describe this on my resume so that it looks professional and reflects the value my company holds “shop” results. I currently have it stated as “Mystery shopped with a score of %100 4xs.”

      By the way I work in retail, but the job I am seeking is in marketing sales, so is it unimportant and I should just leave it out? What would you suggest? Thank you in advance.

    21. There is a vast decline in customer service yet I feel few companies actually have a customer service orientation and real dedicated people (not voice mail maze) to help their customers resolve problems or issues. Let’s recognize give credit to those few that are on the “endangered species list” that provide outstanding customer service. Thanks.

    22. I’ve put in 1-2 hours a day, four or five times a week at a local SPCA-run animal shelter, every week for the last year and a half, as well as occasionally taking care of dogs in my own home from the shelter when there isn’t any room for them there. Total is close to 400 hours of volunteer work, all told. I’ve got a certificate of appreciation from the SPCA for it, and I’m sure I can get paperwork proving my work if necessary.

      Anyway, I’m getting out of the Army soon and going to college and then from there applying to vet school.

      Thing is, vet school is extremely hard to get into, and I think if I had a MOVSM citation for work in an animal shelter in my application portfolio, it would go a long way towards getting me into veterinary school.

      I haven’t brought it up with my chain of command yet because I’m not sure. Is this enough to qualify me for a MOVSM? I’m going to start clearing my unit in a month, so I’ve got til then to get this in order, if I can.

      I wouldn’t care about the medal otherwise, but I’m going to need every advantage I can get if I want a good shot at getting into vet school, so I want to try to get this if I can.

      Thanks

    23. I was on the phone with sprint customer service for TWO HOURS!!! … I’m starting to wonder if my expectations are to high for one to have great customer service??? I don’t know, how would some of you define outstanding customer service?

    24. I usually do when service is outstanding! Well…I called to compliment a movie theatre employee. The manager accused me of being the employee’s friend. Soo not professional.

    25. lease explain a situation in which you have exemplified outstanding customer service and/or outstanding hospitality?

      10 Points for best answer 🙂
      Thanks so much

    26. I am a bar manager at a really nice restaurant. We give OUTSTANDING service and serve exceptionally good food with real attention. It is common for us to serve (many,many people) full 4 or 5 course meals at the bar with little help. They see us bust our asses for them, knowing that the kitchen (which they have NO problem going into to talk to the MASTER chef) is as far away as geographicaly possible from the bar. We make thier drinks, remember thier names and thier kids achivements, listen to thier woes and then accept thier abuse when they bitch about the price of wine (which we warned them of). As if I set the prices, I then don’t get tipped b/c they think b/c I get a token salery that I am already paid! Please the reasoning behind this.Yo! I live off my tips and work HARD to make sure that evryone has things that go into making a bar god to go to. It kills me most when they come in TO SEE ME b/c they know I order the exact things just for them cost me xtra work and time.

    27. Head lice are among the most oppressed members of insect society, and lice who have to cope with ugly hosts are some of the hardest hit. Lice living on the heads of ugly children are often ostracized by the insect community, becoming the objects of taunts and ridicule. Such lice often suffer from low self esteem and serious depression, and suicide attempts are not uncommon.

      The SPCI has obtained shocking footage of lice living on the heads of ugly kids across the nation.

      We need something better than previous chemical treatments, which simply warn lice against setting up home in the hair of ugly children, and need to find something that allows safe relocation of the insects to the heads of more aesthetically pleasing hosts.

      I anticipate that free relocations will help rejuvenate lice communities in the lower socio-economic bracket.
      spincycle ….. i have never taken a man home from any tavern but i did wake up next to an ugly woman or 12

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