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|Amber's Friend (standard:fantasy, 3550 words)|
|Author: PeachiePie||Added: Jan 19 2003||Views/Reads: 1769/1200||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A story of Amber. She just needed love and wanted to return it to a friend.|
Amber's Friend Amber sat at her little writing desk on this warm afternoon. She could only think of how one's life could turn so sour in just a few short weeks. It seemed like just only yesterday every thing was great. She thought the things at home were normal. She thought her friends were with her. School had started and she was a freshman. Her thoughts flashed back to her first day of school. It was announced in homeroom 20 of the 200 freshman would be picked for a special class. This pick would be by a drawing and it was a four-year course. Freshmen through your senior year. You could even receive credits for it. She couldn't believe her ears when they called her name out of the 200 freshmen enrolled at her school. The very next morning those 20 freshmen would meet after homeroom and the second class would be Chance period. She sat with tears in hers eyes and asked what happen, “My life as gone to hell in a hay basket. Dad was in jail for a ticket he received. Mom was to worried about brother and sister to even give her the time of day. Her so-called friends got pissed because she was picked for Chance classes and not any of them were. In fact the other 19 would hardly give her the time of day either. She wasn't pretty enough to hang out with them. Her teacher Mrs. Turner was nice. If things wasn't bad enough she found out that morning in class at the last week of school they were suppose to invite their Dad, or Guardian to school for the class to see. They were to tell the class what they expected out of this class and give a brief description of what by chance meant. Amber was called on first. She stood in front of the class and smiled and said, “Hi, my name is Amber and chance means to me just what it says. I mean, take a chance on a friend or love one. Don't live your life just for yourself. Treat each and everyone like you want to be treated and chances are that love will be returned. Live your whole life based on this ideal”. Amber smiled at the class and took her seat. She closed her eyes and thought, “What Dad! What family! What friends! I could take my Dad's bottle but I couldn't get into school with that. I could put all my friends in my pocket and still be room for my hand. Than Amber lay her head on her desk and softly wept. She thought “Yes Amber set here and feel sorry for your self”. Than she thought, “Why the hell not, no one else will. If I want a hug I have to put my arms around my self and hug. The next morning Amber was ready for school and anxious for Chance class to get started. Amber would get one more stab of the knife through the heart that day. Mrs. Turner announced to the class to search for a gift for the love ones that would accompany them to school the last day. They were to tell that love one to bring a gift with them and they would exchange gifts that day. Remember the gift you buy will be for your escort or love one and their gift will be for you. It's not the expense that is important here; it's just what the gifts mean to each other. Mrs. Turner said “Than last of all” I am proud to tell you the Chance classes are doing great. If you remember on the first day of this class you were given an envelope. Each of you were given a number and told not to share that number with anyone. You dropped that number in that envelope and signed your name on the out side and turned it into me. I have them locked away and now you sign all your work with that number when it is turned in. Each assignment you complete is read aloud to the class. I want you to answer the questions truthful and not be embarrassed with your answers. Not one knows in this class who gets what grade or who they are. Not even my self knows. We comment and I grade that number. At the end of the year I will open the envelope and put the names with the numbers”. Mrs. Turner said, ”This program is running all over this state with over 150 high schools enrolled in this program. At the end of this school year all 150 schools name will be entered for a drawing. The winner will have the honor of seeing and hearing Mr. Scott Wiggleworth speak. Just in case you don't know who this gentleman is let me tell you? He is the founder of this program and he is a multi billionaire that made his fortune my taking a chance on a stranger. There was also a lot of hard work went into his fortune also. This is the most sought after person I can think of. If we win, the security around this town will Click here to read the rest of this story (232 more lines)
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