Invisibility.
By;Kat
Disclaimer: I don't own the Matrix movie and Charactors in it. I only
own Riley. Please don't sue because if you do you will only get 5 X-men
comics, A notebook and a penny.
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If you do reveiw don't flame me about writing with an original charactor.
I like writing my own charactors I am sorry if you don't.
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Note:: what the charactor is thinking
:::::::::::::::::::::::Chapter One; Finding out::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
I think I am normal, Therefore I am normal. However the
people around me don't think I am normal, therefore I am a freak.
As I walk down the hallways of my highschool I can see that they
are watching me or trying there best to ignore me. I feel normal but
I am embraced as an outcast. I am wearing Baggy black jeans big
enouge to fit at least 2 people, and A black tanktop, with a black trench
coat covering the emsomble. I don't think wearing all black is weird,
therefore its not. However the people around me think I am. There-
fore I am.
I live a sad sad little life in my Hometown of Bosten Mass. I get up.
Go to school. Get home. Go online. Go to sleep. And that is the same
rutine over and over agian. I don't mind it. The friend I have doesn't
mind it. My family is actually pretty cool, my dad works 2nd shift, I only
see him on weekends then. My mom is a homemaker, So I see her
everyday.
~~~~~~~~~~~~Thursday The begining~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I got up today for the first time before my alarm actually started
beeping at me to get up. I Got dressed in my normal emsomble of
black baggy jeans, A black tube top, and my black trench coat. What
can I say? I am at school about five minutes before the bell rings. I am
going to look for My best and only friend, Dager I call him that
because when people talk about us being freaks he looks at them
in his eyes there is a coldness that shouts daggers out of his eyes.
I am looking for him every where. I mean with blue hair and the all
black rutine one can never miss dager. Thats weird he's normally here
everyday before I am. As the bell rings I shrug off the feeling that some
thing bad happend to him, with the feeling that he is more the less sick.
Science is first hour for me. What a misrable first hour, all we do
is take notes. Or have fun bug hunting outside. The first half of the day
passed fairly decent, exept for the whole thing in art where my teacher
said I should use other colors then red and black. By lunch I wasn't
hungry and seeing as there was no one here today to sit with I much
perfer to go to the computer lab rather then lunch alone. I am makeing
my way to the computer lab now, fumbiling with my bag. My
Papa Roach patch is falling off agian. I stop for a minute in the hall
way to just rip it off and put it in my pocket. There problem solved.
The computer lab was always open during lunch and no one
except the Computer lab overlooker thing person was there I never
think I figured out what his title was. Oh well. I guess it doesn't
matter anyway. I make my way to my normal spot. Waiting a minute
for the computer to boot up and then sign on. After checking my mail
I do what I do every time on the computer search. For what I am
not exactly sure. But I know one thing searching brings me hope.
Why I have no clue.
The rest of the day went by okay but the day wasn't over by far.
At least it was thursday, my favorite day of the week. I have no clue
why. I walked home like normally, My house wasn't that far away.
About 4 blocks so it was a good walk but not to far. I always look
down at my feet when I walk, I don't really know why I guess its a habit
I picked up from Dager. Because I was looking down I didn't see that
I was going to walk straight into a guy. When I did, I was shocked and
embarresed. "sorry bout that wasn't looking." I mumbled. The guy
just looked at me. "Do I know you?" He asked. Only if your insane
I thought. "Not that I am a ware of, sorry I ran into you, I gotta go."
I replied back looking him over once more. The weird thing was he
was holding a gun in one had and a cell phone in the other. I have
a photograpic memory so it was kind of hard to forget it. My driveway
at last. I started up the driveway when I noticed there was this weird
black car in the drive way. Maybe mom has a visiter, thats Ironic
mostly because of what I saw when I got into the house.
"mom I' m..." I started but ended saying the end to my self. There
was a man in a suit standing over my mom with a gun in hand. My
mom was bleeding, she was dead. Great not exactly the way I want to
die. "Why hello Ms.Pryde. Riley Pryde is it? Your exactly the person
I've been looking for. My names Agent smith."
R&R Folks, sorry if it sucks.
By;Kat
Disclaimer: I don't own the Matrix movie and Charactors in it. I only
own Riley. Please don't sue because if you do you will only get 5 X-men
comics, A notebook and a penny.
*********************************************************************
If you do reveiw don't flame me about writing with an original charactor.
I like writing my own charactors I am sorry if you don't.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Note:: what the charactor is thinking
:::::::::::::::::::::::Chapter One; Finding out::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
I think I am normal, Therefore I am normal. However the
people around me don't think I am normal, therefore I am a freak.
As I walk down the hallways of my highschool I can see that they
are watching me or trying there best to ignore me. I feel normal but
I am embraced as an outcast. I am wearing Baggy black jeans big
enouge to fit at least 2 people, and A black tanktop, with a black trench
coat covering the emsomble. I don't think wearing all black is weird,
therefore its not. However the people around me think I am. There-
fore I am.
I live a sad sad little life in my Hometown of Bosten Mass. I get up.
Go to school. Get home. Go online. Go to sleep. And that is the same
rutine over and over agian. I don't mind it. The friend I have doesn't
mind it. My family is actually pretty cool, my dad works 2nd shift, I only
see him on weekends then. My mom is a homemaker, So I see her
everyday.
~~~~~~~~~~~~Thursday The begining~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I got up today for the first time before my alarm actually started
beeping at me to get up. I Got dressed in my normal emsomble of
black baggy jeans, A black tube top, and my black trench coat. What
can I say? I am at school about five minutes before the bell rings. I am
going to look for My best and only friend, Dager I call him that
because when people talk about us being freaks he looks at them
in his eyes there is a coldness that shouts daggers out of his eyes.
I am looking for him every where. I mean with blue hair and the all
black rutine one can never miss dager. Thats weird he's normally here
everyday before I am. As the bell rings I shrug off the feeling that some
thing bad happend to him, with the feeling that he is more the less sick.
Science is first hour for me. What a misrable first hour, all we do
is take notes. Or have fun bug hunting outside. The first half of the day
passed fairly decent, exept for the whole thing in art where my teacher
said I should use other colors then red and black. By lunch I wasn't
hungry and seeing as there was no one here today to sit with I much
perfer to go to the computer lab rather then lunch alone. I am makeing
my way to the computer lab now, fumbiling with my bag. My
Papa Roach patch is falling off agian. I stop for a minute in the hall
way to just rip it off and put it in my pocket. There problem solved.
The computer lab was always open during lunch and no one
except the Computer lab overlooker thing person was there I never
think I figured out what his title was. Oh well. I guess it doesn't
matter anyway. I make my way to my normal spot. Waiting a minute
for the computer to boot up and then sign on. After checking my mail
I do what I do every time on the computer search. For what I am
not exactly sure. But I know one thing searching brings me hope.
Why I have no clue.
The rest of the day went by okay but the day wasn't over by far.
At least it was thursday, my favorite day of the week. I have no clue
why. I walked home like normally, My house wasn't that far away.
About 4 blocks so it was a good walk but not to far. I always look
down at my feet when I walk, I don't really know why I guess its a habit
I picked up from Dager. Because I was looking down I didn't see that
I was going to walk straight into a guy. When I did, I was shocked and
embarresed. "sorry bout that wasn't looking." I mumbled. The guy
just looked at me. "Do I know you?" He asked. Only if your insane
I thought. "Not that I am a ware of, sorry I ran into you, I gotta go."
I replied back looking him over once more. The weird thing was he
was holding a gun in one had and a cell phone in the other. I have
a photograpic memory so it was kind of hard to forget it. My driveway
at last. I started up the driveway when I noticed there was this weird
black car in the drive way. Maybe mom has a visiter, thats Ironic
mostly because of what I saw when I got into the house.
"mom I' m..." I started but ended saying the end to my self. There
was a man in a suit standing over my mom with a gun in hand. My
mom was bleeding, she was dead. Great not exactly the way I want to
die. "Why hello Ms.Pryde. Riley Pryde is it? Your exactly the person
I've been looking for. My names Agent smith."
R&R Folks, sorry if it sucks.