I Don't Even Know

If you remember waaaaaay back in March, I mentioned I have been writing a story off and on.

Well I figure since I have zero updates other than "One week left IT'S TIME TO PANIC" I'll just start writing again. I've never let anyone read anything I've written, and I never planned on it, but now all I can say is why not. The worst anyone can do is not like it, right? So I suppose I'll post the first paragraph and see how that goes. Because why not?

I actually feel pretty good about it. It's the first time I've been satisfied with it (yes I'm still talking about the first paragraph..I'm a perfectionist). However, tomorrow I might look at it and find something to change. But that's just me. So here goes nothing:

"I woke to the sound of frantic pounding on the door. I was shivering, and I couldn’t feel anything in my legs except immense pain. I only vaguely remembered where I was. My head was spinning, and my vision couldn’t focus. I heard shouting, but my mind couldn’t process what was being said. Finally I understood. A deep, male voice, one I didn’t recognize, was saying, “We know someone is in there! We’re here to help!” And then, the same voice, quieter, like they were saying something to another person, “I hope to God whoever’s in there isn’t dead. Please God, don’t let them be dead.”  My mouth moved to form words, but nothing came out. I heard the door break open. That’s the last thing I remembered before everything suddenly went black."

So yeah, there's that. I'm just really bored and I have nothing to do other than read, write, and watch Doctor Who (and pack, but I might as well procrastinate a bit). If you liked it, yay, if you didn't, sorry I'll do better next time.

I'm going to go continue reading/writing/watching Doctor Who (or maybe start packing if I end up feeling productive).

-There are 6 days until WJMC-

P.S. I have a new watermark for my photos:

I quite like it. It's very modern to match my new website.