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To live or to not live - Brief stories of a real life
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Hy guys! have fun with my stories

Chapter one: „In the Train“

She was sitting in the train on the way to Salzburg. Her eyes were closed and she was waiting for the train to stop. She was trembling with fear. Suddenly she heard the voice of a man coming nearer. She opened her eyes and quickly found out the situation she was in. Next to her there was a boy, she guessed he was at the age of eighteen. The boy looked back at her. Then she saw him taking his hand into his pocket. He pulled out a small piece of paper. Suddenly the door of the cabin opened.

A man in an uniform came in. He looked at her and then at the boy. “The tickets please” he said. She didn't react. “What the hell is a ticket?” she asked herself. The boy showed the man his piece of paper. “The tickets please madam” the man said now in a rough way. She looked away trying to find a way to get out of this situation. The man began to scream now. He screamed and screamed. The boy was looking at her in an unfriendly way. But she didn't care.

Suddenly the man grabbed her hand and tried to drag her out of the cabin. She fighted against that with tooth and nail. “Get out!” he screamed at her. “Let me go, please let me go” she begged him. But the man didn't stop he also tried it harder. All of the sudden he stopped and his face changed. Rage and Anger were gone. He then pulled out a mobile-phone like thingy out of his pocket.

“I will call the police” he said to her and typed a number in the mobile-phone like thingy. He then waited for a minute, started then to talk for at least fiveteen minutes. She had no idea what to do. The only thing she could do is watch.

The train then stopped half an hour later. The man has stood near her all the time looking at her in an pure-hating way. Many people deboarded. One of the people was a boy. He looked at her in an caring and curious way. She looked back and then smiled. He then smiled back. That boy was me.
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Chapter two : “One morning of my life”

No light came through the open window of an cold, dark room. In this room there was a bed. In this bed there was of course a person who s was sleeping. This person was me. It was completely silent in my room. It was so peaceful, so filled of pleased atmosphere.

Then the alarm clock rang and I quickly opened my eyes. I jumped out of my bed. Opened the jalousies to get the sun light in here. It blended my eyes but I did not care. I looked at the rising sun for a moment. “I could stay here forever” I thought.

Then I was quickly running downstairs and then opened the door to the kitchen. In the kitchen my mum was sitting there, drinking her second cup of coffee. “Good morning” she said without looking at me. “Morning” I replied. I got to the fridge, grabbed some food and then was walking back to the kitchen table. Now breakfast was starting.

I had to finish breakfast as fast as possible like always. In the morning there is or never was enough time. Catching the train is the most important thing.

After finishing breakfast I ran into the bathroom. I prepared myself for the upcoming day. I combed my hair, brushed my teeth and changed my clothes.” A last look in the mirror. Everything fits. “ I thought. Then I ran out of the bath. My mum was already waiting. She had her inpatient look like always. I quickly was getting my coat, putting my shoes on and then grabbed my schoolbag.

The next thing to do was running. Running to the car. I quickly got in the car and my mum starts the engine. Now the ride to the station began.

After quarter of an hour we reached the station. I quickly ran to the right gate which is gate 2 like always. I made it. The train was already there. I jumped in and was searching for my friends.
Found them.
Chapter 3: “The open day (part one)”

I opened my eyes just to look in another useless day of my life. I was laying there for some moments thinking about the use of my life and the unheard love in my heart. Suddenly I felt something wet running through my face. I touched my face, noticed that it was tears that I felt. My heart was trembling with fear of the coming future. I cooled down wiped the tears off my face.

Then I got up and had the same chain of actions like every morning. I prepared myself for school and then drove to the station with my mum. Everything was like always. Same situations. Same stupid day like every day was and will be. I was thinking about my life, what I have reached so far and what I will maybe reach. I was really lost in my thoughts when I got an end of this thoughts I found myself in front of my school.

Something was going on there. So many people were running around acting like ants. Never stopping and only work in their head. Then I realized what day it was. It was the open day.
I was trembling with fear. “Am I good looking enough?” I asked myself. I decided then that I didn't care how I look and opened the door. Thousands of voices came my way.

The entrance hall was overfilled with little kids and their parents. I overlooked the situation.
“Where are my classmates?”i asked myself. I looked over to the stairway which leads to the second floor of the building. There I saw a pair of familiar people. Two of my best friends were standing near the stairway.

I quickly channeled the way through to them. “Hi guys!” I said. They quickly turned around, saw me and then smiled. One of them was running over to me and hugged me. I quickly got rid of him. “I am not in the mood for this” I said to myself. “Mike you are as crazy as always” I said to the one who has hugged me. “And you are as bad mooded as always” Mike replied.

“Is that so?” I asked him and looked through him like he was made of glass. The other guy was looking at his mobile phone typing a new sms. “Hy Tim!” I said. He looked up and greeted me as well. Mike looked at my most likely sad looking face.

He opened his mouth and I knew what would come now. “What's wrong with you?” he asked me, looking at me in an worried way. “Noting” I answered and smiled so that he would not worry about me anymore. He changed his look to a I-know-that-you-are-lying-look.
well there we go.. found some chapters.. which i wrote.. ages ago...
Chapter 4: “The open day (part two)”

I looked down, preventing myself from looking at him. “I can't stand this look” I said to myself.
I could feel the looks of them on me. My body was shaking. I hate that. I hate my body when it is shaking. Shaking is a kind of showing emotions. Thats what I am trying not to do.

We stood there for five minutes I guess but for me it was like half an hour. Then finally the bell rang and the three of us went to our classroom, not saying anything. I noticed that Mike was trying to say something but he never actually did it.

Our classroom was overfilled with a lots of different kind of people. Kind even people get together and form a group. Actually there are up to 4 groups at least. I never was or will be in on of these groups. There is no one who is exactly like me.

I went straight to my place, greeted the one who always sits next to me. I opened my schoolbag and took out my bottle full of some kind of raspberry like drink. I most of the time drink so that others don't bother to talk to me. Most of the time it works.

Suddenly the door opened and our physics teacher came in. “Alright class attention! Today we are gonna have the lesson in the physics room. So get your things ready and get going” he said to us.
“How troublesome” I thought, got my schoolbag and followed the others.

Two hours later me and my classmates went up to another classroom. There we would have our RW-Test. I was looking around me. Everyone was excited and was trying to grasps the some things about RW. I looked at my book and tried to behave like the others.

Again the door opened an the RW-teacher came in. She administered the tests and then the test started.


Chapter 5: “The open day (part 3)”

After the test was over the real open day started for our class. Our class has to help in different parts. Mike's and Tim's group had to start already. I had to wait for 3 hours. “What should I do in this time?” I asked myself. I looked around and saw someone coming in my direction.

It was an classmate of mine, but I wasn't very pleased when I saw him. Actually he was or is one of the guys I really can't stand for a long time. Also he is one of the guys who seems not capable of remembering my first name.

He opened his mouth and I kinda shut down my brain. If I think too much about his stupid thoughts, sentences, whatever my brain will be overloaded. So I force myself to not think when he is in my surroundings. He started talking and did only stop for breathing. I couldn't stand it.

I tried to escape. Something came up my mind. “Look there is a mouse!'” I said. He quickly turned around. I used this moment to run away as fast as I could. I was running and running until I thought it must be enough distance between us.

I looked around me and then realized where I was.
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should totally allow people to be all trolley on their birthday :D
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Woohoo :D

Is chapter 2 gonna be something completely different or a continuation of this?
When are you gonna continue? :p
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i don't know.. most of it is of my real life.. so.. when i met her again there is a continuation..
when i feel like it.. i think i will write chapter 2 soon enough.
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Lol "He comes at me with the knife, WHY SO SERIOUS???"
Oops wrong quote. XD

lol great story Pott. For some odd reason, that scene from TDK came to mind.
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Your open day is in the morning? :o

Also, you do get hugged a lot D:
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Hugging is one of your hobbies? XD
I like the way you write your stories ^^

btw, you wrote "nothing" as "noting"
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lol not hugging.. but getting hugged ^^
thx i like my writting style too.. no just kidding.. thx alot such comments keep me writting.
thx for pointing that out, must have overseen it.
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nice story i would like to read the second chapter dude!
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Hey phil, I guess you have enough (happened) material to write a new chapter, don't you think?
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I really, really like your writing style...Btw how did the test go?
lol...mouse, hmm...where were you then?
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