Tuesday, 31 December 2013

Another one chapter; let me introduce Jeremy!

Children from the hospital are cute, but exchausting as well. Despite of all-afternoon-long-children's-screaming-and-pulling-ears, Rupert seemed to be blissful. And still cheerful. Dogs'll stand everything if you care about them. Give love. And sometimes let to pee on a hydrant. 
Jeremy was following the dog, which was stopping from time to time and waiting. Evening was very lazy. And quite nice. It won't hurt Jem to take some photos.
Uch, camera is more heavy after all day.
He was taking his time. Parents won't be worried if he'll be late.
 Falling prices on the Stock Exchange, extraordinary gossips and Dior were more important...
 Dad was a stockbroker on the Wall Street. Extremely absorbing job, father was in home only on weekends. Sometimes. He was like stranger to Jem. Boy felt that he is letting dad down all the time. Mr Archer would rather see his son studing human's skeleton than sitting in the darkroom every evening. 
Mum has been paiting since her childhood. She was sweet, absent-minded, betautiful and deliciously unpractical, loved parties,. Jeremy used to taking her thousands of photos because of her photogenic face. Perfect model, but poor mother. It must be noted that she has been trying to show her love to Jem in her own peculiar way, but results were usually meagre. According to Jem, it wasn't her fault. She was too disarming... Always resembled Daisy Buchanan from The Great Gatsby, Jeremy's favourite book.
The sun was falling down. Its light was blending boy's eyes. His smartphone sounded. Dodd. Where are you, my dear? I'm starting to be jealous of young lady called Mia!!! :P Shall we spend this evening together? Love you. x Boy smiled. Dodd, one person, who can comfort, cheer up and curb Jem's anger successfully. The only protector. If he weren't one day on the proper party, Jeremy would die. Choking his own vomit. Not very graceful death... Fortunately, Dodd helped him. And later used to helping him many times. Fixed a total wreck - Jeremy Archer. Thank you, dude.
 Why he was the wreck? Another one disgraceful story. Jem had been a coward for a long time. And wanted to commit suicide. Why?! Because it had seemed to him his life has no sense. Because parents don't pay enaugh attention to him. Because world is full of evil. Because he started drinking and couldn't stop. Because he's strange and can't deal with it! Jem had burst into tears when he told his story to Dodd. He just started laughing. 
'Kid, you don't know what the hell you're talking about!' Dodd said it out loud and kissed Jem's forehead. 'Let's go to the Michigan. For a walk.' It changed everything...
I'm coming. Prepare some popcorn! 

Probably it can be interesting to you... Ladies and gentelmen, let me introduce Jeremy! :)


Monday, 30 December 2013

Awww, I had to post it!! :D


An Introduction

My dear Readers,
I want to make one thing clear. My English has been developing for over ten years, but I'm still learning. Don't be angry if in my posts will be some mistakes. I hope my friend will checking products of my incomprehensible imagination, so maybe there won't be many things to be disgusted about. ;)
My name is Magda. I'm from Poland. You probably don't know where is Poland. During my USA trip a lot of people just were smiling when I was talking about my homeland. Poland is a country in central Europe. Anyway, why small girl from Slav land started writing a story? In English? Without an experience? The reason is sitting now in India. Probably smiling. Kamna started teaching me English in November 2013. One day she wrote on a board that my group has to write a story using some words chosen by Kamna. I didn't wanted to do it prosaically. In my crazy mind appeared vision of story. I started writing in school. During classes. Next in boarding school. At first I was a bit worried. If it is too serious subject? What would my group think about it?! And the most important person: Kamna?!?!?! On our classes she ordered me to read the story out loud. Oh my God... I began it. Everyone was listening to carefully. I ended. One quick look on Kamna. Is she abashed? No. Just smiling. Uff! Moreover! She advised me to continue it! No problem my dear! Traffic jams in Rzeszów will help me a lot! :) 
Thank you Kamna for all your help, for creating blog for me, for advices, for your smile. You're Anokhee! :3
The Readers, I hope you will like the Untitled Story. Let's begin! :) 

Sunday, 29 December 2013

Untitled Story

















Jeremy and Mia were walking quickly to the hospital. They had left their houses too late. Rupert was getting underfoot, cheerful like always. Mia looked at Jem from time to time to check if he isn't very jiggered. One week ago boy was stabbed with a knife in one narrow, dangerous street by the drunk guy. 'Let's stop... I need to rest for a while, later we're running!' whispered Jem with great difficulty. 'No problem, your wound must still troubles. Sit down on this bench. Would you like something to drink?' Mia said very it gently. Since the accident she was more delicate to Jeremy. He seemed to her to be really fragile. It hurt girl. Jem has been been Mia's protector. Thin but very high, would rather to die than let anyone to harm Mia. Actually, his attitude to the other friends was the same. Jeremy also was responsible and tactful. Of course he had some shortcomings, for example he was characterized impatience, pedantry and too pround. 'Nope.' They were silent for some time watching children having fun on a playground. One of them dropped its ice cream and started to crying. Suddenly Jeremy said: 'I'm sorry. It was a horrible mistake... Taking you to this dangerous street. I should pay more attention to where I am going...' Mia looked at boy with an expression of complete surprise. He used not to like to reminisce unpleasant memories... 'Dude... Let's just forget about it...' 'No, you could die because of me!' 'Stop it! Firstly, YOU are injuried, not ME. Secondly, we got out of this helly lane, so there is no problem. Thirdly, I'm sorry, but we have to end our break. We would freak Mrs Donna  out! I heard she could be terrifying...' They laughed. The atmosphere was free and easy again. Somebody comforted little kid on playground. 'Come to me. I want to hug my incurably stupid friend!' said Mia laughing. Jem lent his head on Mia's shoulder heavily. 'I am not stupid. Just sometimes freak out about my closest people.' mumbled Jeremy. He smellt good. It was probably John Richardmond. Wonderful fragrance...

Portrait of a Proud Cat Lady

My friend HAD TO post this drawing! :P

Anokhee!

"Anokhee" means "special" in Hindi. I love Hindi since November. :)