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14 June 2007, 10:52 PM   #1
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Your first topic will be a story about a Girl named Raya who enters her school talent
show and makes her way to being famous. This is only practice. Please enter your stories
and make sure you read rules and steps before you write.

15 June 2007, 06:19 PM   #2
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Hello, I am Raya. I will tell you the story on how I got famous. I am a great singer, so
when I heard about the school talent show, I was sure to perform. As the days got closer,
the worse the butterflies in my stomach got. Finally, the day came. My mom had bought me a
beautiful designer dress. She also got a hair stylist to do my hair. I felt like a movie
star! They called my name, then I hurried on stage. As I was scanning the audience, I saw
that the manager of one of my favorite singers was in the audience. Then, I got even more
worried. After I sang the national anthem, everyone clapped, even the manager! As I was
taking of my make-up backstage, the manger came to me and said I was a fantastic singer.
He gave me his business card he said, "If you are interested call, I will be sure to
answer". I was so surprised! I finally thought about it and gave him a call. He said to
meet me at his office the next day. I asked my mom to drive me there, and she said yes. I
went there and sat down with the manager. He said the people would love me, but I had to
travel a lot. I didn't know if I would like to do that, because I would have to leave my
friends. He said to talk with my parents about it. I called my mom to pick me up. I was
silent on the ride there, because I was still thinking about it. I asked my parents if I
could talk with them. After a long discussion with my parents, they said it was okay. They
also said that on their breaks from school they could live with me on the bus. I was fine
with that. So my parents and me went to his office to sign the contract. We signed it.
Then, he told me I would start when school is out and perform somewhere in the country. I
told my friends. They said they could live with me over the summer at least until school
starts again. When school was out I picked them up from their houses. I went to the
office's garage to go on my tour bus. It was the coolest bus I have ever seen! Me and my
friends went around the country, stopping at amazing sites and buildings.

16 June 2007, 01:41 PM   #3
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That was good but try to make it longer and don't start with the name start with
something like, I was standing on the stage ready to audition and the director yelled
"ACTION!" I started singing and the director told me to stop. I was so worried. Did I make
it?. Start with something that is IN THE ACTION!!!

16 June 2007, 06:43 PM   #4
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Joined: 16 Jun 2007
Posts: 2
"Oh man, oh man, oh man." She paced profusely back and forth. 9:53. Seven more minutes,
she thought, then....Her thoughts were broken by the loud wailing of a trombone. Raya's
messy bun fell as she swirled around to see the trombonist grinning. "Asshole." she
muttered as she leaned forward to stare into the dressing room mirror. 

"What am I doing here? I can't do this. I can't..I can't. I'm-" 

"Raya? Oh honey it's almost showtime, and Raya! What are you doing?!"

Raya shrugged her shoulders and kept a steady massage to her forehead. "I don't know Miss
Taylor. I don't know." Miss Taylor the pianst for Raya's solo stepped briskly to the raven
haired girl. "Everything will be fine. Quickly we need to fix your hair! You're up next!"

Raya gave no response as the middle-aged woman ran her fingers through the soft black hair
of the stressed teen.

-Sorry I can't finish at the moment. I have to leave for shopping. 
--Anyone can finish it, but if I'm not busy I'll come back to it.

17 June 2007, 03:05 PM    #5
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Good keep writing

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