http://stories.rewritingreality.com My fanfictions and other original stories. Wed, 02 Sep 2009 18:57:48 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en BEFORE WE GET STARTED WITH THE STORY Sorry if you read the last post. It wasn't meant for this blog. NOW ON WITH THE STORY Chapter Nine ~William’s POV~ I felt sick to my stomach. Again. It was beginning to be a common symptom when I was around my Sarah. Throughout dinner, Tyson was ALL ... http://stories.rewritingreality.com/?p=34 Just a little ditty I came up with cuz I'm a lonely loser. Enjoy. If you shot me in the head, would I be dead? Would I be dead? If you shot me in the head, would I be dead? Or would life just keep on living Better off without my tweeting If you shot ... http://stories.rewritingreality.com/?p=29 Chapter Eight The days rolled by… Warped Tour was off to a great start, and I was really starting to get to know the bands. The All American Rejects ignored me for the most part, except of course for Tyson. He fawned over my every move. It was adorable, obviously, but it ... http://stories.rewritingreality.com/?p=26 Chapter Seven “Hey Tyson!” I said, giving him a bright smile. “What’s up?” “Oh nothing… just saw you doing your thing. I don’t have anything to do for another couple hours, and I was wondering if you wanted some company?” He had the cutest little smile on his tired scruffy face. ... http://stories.rewritingreality.com/?p=24 CHAPTER SIX The ride to the first venue wasn’t very long, but Nate and I had still managed to: A). get in a stuffed animal fight, B). have a bubble blowing contest (just like on SpongeBob), and C). fall asleep in a tangled mess on the “kitchen table”. What can I ... http://stories.rewritingreality.com/?p=23 I've seen beyond the hurtful stares Beyond the whispered words The only thing that I found there Has flown off with the birds http://stories.rewritingreality.com/?p=22 When I first saw him, it was as a rock star. When I second saw him, it was as a potential employer. When I third saw him, it was as my boss. Last night when I saw him, it was as his lover. The fate of a family lies in my hands. *** So, I ... http://stories.rewritingreality.com/?p=20 William’s tour ended up being immeasurably fun. Luckily, I had shown up about an hour early, so we had plenty of time to meet, greet, and photograph. William was so hyper! He couldn’t seem to resist pointing out every little thing; it was adorable. I could definitely see us becoming fast ... http://stories.rewritingreality.com/?p=17 I turned the corner to see TONS of busses, vans, trailers, and people. Right off the bat, I saw Andy Hurley loading a snare into one of said trailers. ANDY FRICKIN’ HURLEY!!! I started to freak out a bit, but was able to chill relatively quickly. After all, I would ... http://stories.rewritingreality.com/?p=13 I was suffocating. Something heavy was on my chest, forcing all the air out of my lungs. Oh, that’s right. “Harley, you tub of lard! How did you get out of your crate?” Despite my semi-harsh words, my tone showed my dear dog that he wasn’t really in trouble. “I let him  in,” ... http://stories.rewritingreality.com/?p=11