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RP anyone? For those who don't know what it is, it means "Role Play" and basically its when I write part of a story and you continue it and continue and so on....
SO here goes..
Ava sighed as she played with her pencil, while listening to the continuing fighting of her parents. Nowadays it seemed like they spent more time fighting then hanging out with her and Aiden. Aiden was playing with his action figures in the corner of their aqua/lime green bedroom.
"Aiden?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you hear them down there? They're at it again,"
Aiden looked at Ava, his 7-year-old face suddenly full of sorrow, more sorrow than a 7-year-old should have inside him. "Ava, of course I hear them. I just try to ignore them...it wouldn't hurt for you to do the same." Then he slowly, with shaking hands, picked up his action figures once again. Ava pushed her homework away and sat next to Aiden, putting her arm around him.
"Thanks Aiden," she whispered hugging him so fiercely that Aiden, could not push her away. Then suddenly there was a big BOOM. Somebody roared with anger downstairs and there was the sound of a door slamming.
submitted by Sidney, age 11, VA
(December 18, 2010 - 8:35 pm)
(December 18, 2010 - 8:35 pm)
Hey Sidney!
Umm... I sorta created the name Ava for an HP RP, and its Okay that your using it, but could you please ask permission next time you use a name that you think might be original?
Thanks!
~Kat
(December 19, 2010 - 12:11 pm)
Ummmmmm, Sidney?...... Are you new???? Haven't seen you before!!!
-Mattie
Inya says rgnv.
(December 23, 2010 - 6:30 pm)
Yes...Partially
(January 9, 2011 - 9:53 am)
Well...I didn't copy anyone! I mean I was just coming up with a name...It wasn't meant to copy anyone. Sorry. But I really just thought it was a cool name.
(January 9, 2011 - 9:53 am)
@Kat: Um, I think Ava's already a name. :-)
@Sidney: I think this is an Round Robin. An RP is when you create your own character. Or course, I could be mistaken, as I might have forgotten. :-) Anyways... (oh, and sorry I'm using present tense, it's a habit)
"What was that?" Aidan whimpers.
"I don't know." Ava answers. They listen. The house is quiet. Then there are steps on the stairs. Then approaching the door. Then in the room.
"Your mom just left," their dad says brusquely. "Now go to bed."
"It's eleven in the morning!" Ava protests.
"I don't care!" their dad exclaims, slamming Ava's bedroom door.
(December 20, 2010 - 9:41 pm)
Aiden started to cry and Ava attempted to comfort him by patting his back.
"Shh, Aiden, everything's going to be okay," Ava tried to comfort a little brother.
"But, what if Mom doesn't come back?" Aiden choked.
"She will," Ava siad, as much to comfort herself as it was for her brother.
"I hear talking!" thier dad screamed from bellow.
(December 21, 2010 - 11:06 pm)
Sorry, I guess I just have simmilar thinking to whoever decided to name somone 'like a bird' in latin.
Sorry!
(December 22, 2010 - 1:45 pm)
"Aiden, it's over." She looked him in the eye as she said it. Ava walked over to him and sighed. "But it will start again," Ava whispered.
(December 22, 2010 - 5:50 pm)
Oh! I just realized something wasn't happening as part of a routine. The mom left. Okay, just pretend the mom leaving happens evey day.
@ANALESIA@
(December 22, 2010 - 5:52 pm)
Ava closes her eyes and leans her back against the side of her bed, she drifts to sleep...
***
Ava jolts awake as there's a loud bang downstairs. She can hear her mother's voice. Suddenly, she is hopeful, but that shred of hope is dashed away as she hears her parents arguing again. Ava looks down at her lap, where Aidan had fallen asleep. His eyes are open.
(December 25, 2010 - 10:27 am)
A tear fell out onto my lap. Aiden's tear. Suddenly our tears mix together. We were crying hard. I swallowed. " Aiden? " I asked. He sniffled. "W-W-What?" " I can't live like this anymore." " Are you leaving?" He sounded worried. " No, we're leaving."
(January 3, 2011 - 10:43 am)
Thanks for participating everyone! I'll continue it...
Ava stood on the pavement outside her house. She held a bag and a suitcase in one arm. In the other she held with shaking hands Aiden's action figures. He forgot everything. He would have forgot his precious toys and Ava knew she had to let him have them. They were one of the only things that kept him strong. Ava hoped that Aiden was being very quiet on the steps downstairs. Their parents could NOT hear them escaping from home. Ava hoped it was only going to a temporary thing. She hoped they could go back and her parents would not fight anymore. But was that going to happen?? She sunk a little more, the darkness of the night swallowing her.
(January 9, 2011 - 10:02 am)
Aiden came slipping out of the house like a ghost. "Where are we going now?" he asked. "Follow me," Ava answered. They walked down the dark street. "Where were they going?" Ava thought. Act like you know. Aiden looks up to you, a little voice in the back of her head said. After walking down the street for a while they came to a bus stop. Ava checked the times. 9.15. They had 5 minutes. Ava and Aiden waited and waited. "Is it going to come soon?" Aiden asked. "I don't know." Ava could see that Aiden was getting bored. "You can play with your action figures." Ava handed Aiden the action figures. He started playing. Suddenly one of the action figures flew into the street. Ava looked up. Too late. Aiden had ran into the street. Ava heard the roar of an engine. A bus came soaring around the corner. "AIDEN, NNNNNNOOOOOOO," she screamed.
(January 9, 2011 - 11:53 am)