my blog post

As you can see I already posted a little something, a beggining to a story. I think what I'm going to do with this is to keep that story going as if its one of those literature magaiznes that people subscribe to. Comments would be appreciated. If you've got any story, word choice or grammer suggestions please feel free to add or comment.

Claire

Her brown orange tinged hair parted straight in the middle and ended just at the beggining of her shoulder tops. Her eyes spread wide open both up and down and left to right giving her a foolish look that went well with her hubble walk. When she moved forward her feet rocked her body left and right displacing her body horiziontly almost as much as forward. She wasn't fat or anything, no actually she was queit skinny, but she forgot to bend her knees when she walked.

I took the long way around her, cause she obviously didn't know how to walk in new york or maybe at all.

I never would see her again but she had a story and someone had to narrate it, so by chance, my name was picked up out of that big top hat at the end of living. And having been a writer before it wouldn't be any different. My heavenly community chore turned out to be, to tell you, if there is a you, her story.