...she was spoiled rotten and was completely pompous and high-handed.
until one day, her entire city was ravaged with war. at first, they tried to keep everyone sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza in their own homes, but people had to get Cibo and other necessities somehow.... the moment they left their homes one of the multiple bombs exploded. some lucky few made it... but there were still hundreds of deaths a day.
months passed.. this girl (is it all right if i give her a name?), celia, was pushed far from her normal. eventually the enemy let up a little, as if to see if there were any survivors. there were. barely. in time they got to the point where they could go back to school. celia HATED everything. she never spoke, she never did her work. she was failing most of her classes, and she didn't mostra for weeks at a time.... it was the kid in the class everyone hates.
then she was walking through the hallway on her way to the bathroom and there was noone else in sight. and then the plane came. it flew straight through the school as if it would not get damaged da the stone exterior. if flew through classrooms and hallways. including the one celia was in. she happened to hear it before she saw it, and ran from the school. she made it outside, only to discover everything else was gone.
she wandered for days, alone, starving, and still in her itchy school uniform. days became weeks. in those weeks she had found a small stream to drink from and a completely destroyed grocery store. she drank from the stream and ate the remnants of Cibo from the store.. but one day, it all became too much.
she found a coltello and the last thing she knew was how much she wished to go back to her old life.
okay that was disturbing....even for me. okay, not really.
Of course I can make a random story! I wrote this: link Okay, this is what I thought of. One giorno there was a girl who had everything she wanted. She had a Unicorn, she had Michael Jackson's glove, and she had Zeus's lightning bolt. Her parents were rich, and she lived in a mansion. But what she didn't know was that the ghost of Michael Jackson lived in her mansion. One day, in the middle of the night, she heard footsteps. They were going upstairs, to her room. Then, all of a sudden, she heard a spectacular thing. "Hee hee!" She heard, in a very sing-songy voice. Did she know that voice? But then, somehing entered into her room. She could not see the thing's face, but it was in a red suit. It was... dancing the Thriller dance! "Hey there, little girl," She suddenly heard. This scared her, that the ghost was actually talking to her! "I'm Michael Jackson. Hee hee!" She was amazed. Michael Jackson died two years ago, she thought. Then this must be... His ghost! "What do te want?" She whimpered. Michael suddenly stared at her. "Give me my guanto back," He detto in a snarling, demonic voice. She jumped at the sound. I should give him the glove, she thought, getting quickly up from bed. On her night stand was a white cloth. She thought it was a glove, so she gave it to him. He stared at her, eyes blazing red. "This is not my glove! Hee hee!" He suddenly flew inoltrare, avanti and out the window, yelling "Hee hee!" repeatedly. I must be crazy, she thought as she laid back down and fell asleep.
once up on a time there was a girl who had every thing! she had lots of diseases, lots of enemies, lots of chickens, lots of chicken nuggets, lots of mommies, lots of daddies, lots of kids, lots of houses, lots of cemetaries, lots of graves, lots of zombies, lots of plants, lots of hemp leaves, lots of dugs, lots of alcohol, lots of hangovers, lots of vomit, and some happiness. now she's DEAD.
Once upon a time there was a girl who had everything. She was in high school. She had every thing a teen girl wanted. Life was great o so she thought. One morning she was walking down the hallway when she tripped over a text book somone had set down successivo to them to tie there shoe. Bam! she fell and hit the hallway floor face first. Every one started laughing. She felt missreble. The Friends she had around helped her up. They cooled her down and made her feel good enough to think it was nothing and carry on with her day. When lunch time came around she was sitting with her Friends at a tavolo laughing having a good time when some kid was shoved right into her tavolo nocking her trey of Cibo right into her lap. She dropped her jaw in shock then yelled "my close are ruiend!"She stood up fast and ran to the bathroom. Her Friends fallowed her in. They saw her mumbleing over the sink toher self rubbing a wet paper towel on her close. They told her she could barrow some spare close they had for the day. That fixed that problem. Her giorno was off and she couldnt think of anything worse that could happen. Till she was sitting in history class when she was called to the office. When she got up there her coach fom the cheer sqaud told her that she was temperarely kicked of the sqaud for haveing bad grades in math. She was so upset. Nothing was going right. Just to make things wores she caught her boyfriend baciare another girl in the hall on her way to her successivo class. she walked into science in tears. The rest of her giorno was ruiend.
She went home the sadest she has been in her entire life. When she got home she went straight to her room.Cralled up on her letto and balled. She cryd till she couldnt anymore. She cryd and cryd. Then there was a knock at the door she yelled"go away im not in the mood!" When a soft familier voice detto " girl its me" her friend Rachell opend the door. Rachell ran over to the letto and hugged her friend. When 5 other girls came in after. It was the rest of her best friends. They all jioned the hug. The girls all hung out and talked and ate been and jerry ice cream the perfect ingreedeance to a bad day. The girl looked at her Friends and said"my giorno may have been bad but ill be ok because i still have everything it's te guys" The girls went "awww" and jioned in on another group hug. That night the girl sat up and stared at the ceiling. She thought to her sef i do have it all and today showed me that i did all along.