Before you read my story, I'd like to tell you a bit about my main character. His full name is Florence Odon Capp. He is fourteen. He has
scruffy, red hair and is short but slim. He has no freckles and has very light blue eyes to the point where they are pretty much gray. He
likes long walks in the pa-. Wait! I am getting way ahead of myself! On with the story!
Current Earth Date: September 3rd, 2008 AD
Bleep!... Bleep!... Ble- Thump. "Ugh, Mom was right.", said a dead looking boy, "I need to get off my animations."He slowly rose out of
bed and preformed the all inclusive morning ritual of taking a shower, eating breakfast, and biking to school (What fun!). Of course
staying up until four in the morning then waking up at six impares most rational thought, causing three slams into a mailbox and one slam
into the back of a car, most likely for good measure. He slowly stumbled through hallways reaching his first period room. "Florence! You
are thirty minutes late! Get in a chair and listen!", rang the voice of his English teacher, above the snickering of the class. Florence quickly
chose the seat next to his only friend Calvin. "Dude, you look like you were hit by a car", said Calvin, handing some quickly scribbled
notes of what he had learned in class to Florence. "Actually, I hit the car." Florence had many days where his staying up late would mess
up his day, so he relied on Calvin quite often to keep him up in school. This was one of those days. Arriving at home wasn't much fun
either. " I can't believe you arrived late to school and slept through class again!", his mother lectured, "If you don't stop this, I'll take away
your computer! Do you understand me?" Florence knew taking away his computer was the worst punishment his mother could bestow.
His life nearly revolved around it. He would keep up to news, IM, do homework, and most importantly, work on animations. Florence
wanted to be an animator but had no artistic talent. Did that stop him? No. He used his computer to create animations. Florence quickly
said "Yes" and rushed upstairs to his room. He went to his homepage and looked at the top three headlines: "World Hunger Epidemic"
"Pollution Issues" and "Windows Vista: Fad or Flop?" All three seemed uninteresting to him, so he started to work on his animation titled
"Socks & Turtles". At dinner the only local news blabber was something about an "anti-radio" meteor shower from his dad and something
about a new potato gun from his brother. Everybody but Florence wanted to see the shower, so right after dinner he was back upstairs
doing his animation. Or rather bawling on the floor because his computer was scrolling random symbols. After his crying session he went
to his power button and pressed it. Instead of a restart sound, he was knocked back unconscious. Waking up he found himself in a white
room...
Whee! Cliffhanger and short intro! Don't worry, the general layout of the story is done, so no abandonment here!
Questions or Comments (or rants about my cliffhanger?)
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