Faraday's Falling
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Category:
Romance › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
689
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Faraday's Falling
Disclaimer: This is an adult story. Mature audiences only. This story deals with sex, violence, profanity, and some other extreme situations. All characters are original, made up. Any coincidences with names and situations are PURELY coincidental.
A/N: First of all, I want to get something off my chest before you read on. :). This story is in an autobiography setting, but sometimes views may switch. It WILL NOT always be Faraday narrarating. I think if I left her the only speaker, it would be too one sided. I will of course, always mark before a view change. This story is told in first person. The first chapter (this one) is a short introductory, it's not very long (other chapters will have a story line to it, this is a simple introduction of the character.)Reviews are always appreciate, and I promise you, although it might seem too descriptive in this first chapter, other chapters show human flaws and love. In the warning I mentioned violence, since violence will also mix in with the story.
I hope you enjoy. Reviews are always appreciated, along with suggestions.
Faraday Graice:
An Autobiography.
If someone would have asked me if I was going to write an autobiography of my life a year ago, I would have laughed and asked “Why would a Seventeen year old high school senior need an autobiography?” My life had barely just begun.
But now I laugh at myself, because I realize writing this will help keep me sane.
I was always a shy person; I would smile politely during a conversation, but barely ever cooperate past that point. I exceeded in all of my high school studies, partied on the weekend with people that claimed they knew me, but I bet if asked they wouldn’t be able to recall if I have any siblings or not. I never liked them much, I always preferred to be by myself, to not let anyone know the real me. Why? I don’t know. I never really thought about it too much, I guess I was always afraid they’d find something wrong about me.
I don’t claim to be innocent. By the age of fifteen I had lost my virginity, swept into the false hope an ex boyfriend had given me, clinging to the idea that someone loved me, someone wanted me as badly as I wanted them. But as I think of that incident now, I realize it isn’t as life-altering as I once thought it to be. Why? Wait a while..
When it came to partying, I would drink a little less than everyone else. Guys would sweep their arms around my shoulder and try to steer me to a bedroom, thinking I was as hammered as I acted. Why pretend to be drunk? Sober people at the parties stick out. I tried to keep that to a minimum, I would do everything everyone expected of me in life.
Why mention partying so early? Because, for me, a party marks the beginning of my story. It may not be fabulous, or exciting. But it’s a story, and that has to make it worthwhile.
A/N: First of all, I want to get something off my chest before you read on. :). This story is in an autobiography setting, but sometimes views may switch. It WILL NOT always be Faraday narrarating. I think if I left her the only speaker, it would be too one sided. I will of course, always mark before a view change. This story is told in first person. The first chapter (this one) is a short introductory, it's not very long (other chapters will have a story line to it, this is a simple introduction of the character.)Reviews are always appreciate, and I promise you, although it might seem too descriptive in this first chapter, other chapters show human flaws and love. In the warning I mentioned violence, since violence will also mix in with the story.
I hope you enjoy. Reviews are always appreciated, along with suggestions.
Faraday Graice:
An Autobiography.
If someone would have asked me if I was going to write an autobiography of my life a year ago, I would have laughed and asked “Why would a Seventeen year old high school senior need an autobiography?” My life had barely just begun.
But now I laugh at myself, because I realize writing this will help keep me sane.
I was always a shy person; I would smile politely during a conversation, but barely ever cooperate past that point. I exceeded in all of my high school studies, partied on the weekend with people that claimed they knew me, but I bet if asked they wouldn’t be able to recall if I have any siblings or not. I never liked them much, I always preferred to be by myself, to not let anyone know the real me. Why? I don’t know. I never really thought about it too much, I guess I was always afraid they’d find something wrong about me.
I don’t claim to be innocent. By the age of fifteen I had lost my virginity, swept into the false hope an ex boyfriend had given me, clinging to the idea that someone loved me, someone wanted me as badly as I wanted them. But as I think of that incident now, I realize it isn’t as life-altering as I once thought it to be. Why? Wait a while..
When it came to partying, I would drink a little less than everyone else. Guys would sweep their arms around my shoulder and try to steer me to a bedroom, thinking I was as hammered as I acted. Why pretend to be drunk? Sober people at the parties stick out. I tried to keep that to a minimum, I would do everything everyone expected of me in life.
Why mention partying so early? Because, for me, a party marks the beginning of my story. It may not be fabulous, or exciting. But it’s a story, and that has to make it worthwhile.