Sudden Fiction

Delmy Del Cid
Sudden Fiction

I knew things went wrong from the beginning of losing my virginity. He wasn’t the same, he was distant from me. I barely saw him and when I did, he was on some other world. “What’s wrong babe?” was the same question since everything went wrong. It was on a sunny day in Tampa, Florida where I first saw him. His name was Andrew, tall; light skin, pink lips, and dark long hair. When I saw him I was like I fell in love with him and I didn’t want to lose him. “Hi, I am Andrew” “Hi, I am Andrea” were the first words we ever said to each other. I never imagined myself without him two years after that day. Every moment of our lives we spent it with each other. In February of 2009, his baby sister was born on a snowy, cold day. While walking home on that cold, I felt someone watching over me. Adrenaline was flowing all over my body and my veins popped out and my hands were sweaty. I thought I was going to get kidnapped, so I slowly went through my bag for my keys, and if anything happened I would defend myself with that. I stepped inside and walked up the stairs and something grabs my hand, I swing to punch ad I turn around to see Andrew. “What is wrong with you, why would you do that?” “I’m sorry babe, I wanted to surprise you, and did I scare you?” “Obviously”. Walking up the stairs to my house was like walking to heaven by his hand. His body temperature and the cold breeze on his hand made it feel like I was weren’t going to let go. I knew I loved him and no one else. Lips on lips compressing on each other, his hand on waist wanting to take an adventure. Silent and peaceful moment, heat running down and blood pumping faster and faster every time we touched each other. RING RING “hello; no ma, he’s with me right now…..OMG really, ok we are on our way now.” He was in a rush to get the hospital; he was stacking like a rattle. “Rosy” the newest member of his family was born. All he wanted was to spend the whole night with her. “I’ll leave babe, see you tomorrow” “Ok babe, bye….sigh I love you” I couldn’t believe what he just said, and I didn’t know what to tell him. “I love you too babe.” I didn’t know it possible to love someone the way I loved him. Months passed the way seasons did through a human eye and our relationship was being hurt my rumor. The sun was at its highest point on the sky, he came over my house and we watched a movie and later that night I had told him “I am ready” those three word where the beginning of something new and I knew things were about to change.

Reflection:
Due to the feedback I received in Workshop, I now know that I need to describe my characters and what their purpose is. Also I know that I need to finish my ending and have middle as well. The feedback that was given to me by my classmates I need to have my sentence structure fixed. I need to know that my grammar is somewhat incorrect. I also know that I need to reread my writing and have a well organized thesis. My overall goal for this piece is to make the reader feel part of the story and feel the intensive problem occurring and to teach them how a love story can be turned into a disaster. Also my overall goal for this piece is to finish the ending and have it be done greatly and have the reader question about why that happens. Also this piece overall, I want it to be my best that I have ever written and to show that myself, as the author knows how to combine reality with fiction.

Journal # 10

Delmy Del Cid Journal # 10
Classy Trashy
1. Fancy Jewelry 1. Ripped Clothes
2. Unique clothing 2. No form in going to school
3. Huge cars 3. Smells bad
4. Dinner at fancy places 4. Always dirty
5. Big house outside New York 5. Is bullied by everyone

Miguel grew up as a wealthy child living in New York City. He was the richest kid in his high school. Big cars, fancy restaurants and always on top of every clothing line he can get, this was his life style. He only knew the good ways of life. He became the perfect role model for guys at his school, smart, well dress and handsome.

" Richardo is so ugly looking since what happen to him". Richardo grew up in a middle class family but he lost everything in a fire. “He’s always smelling bad and his clothes are ripped" " Richardo does belong in the streets, he's worthless and nasty looking.” Richardo is always bullied by everyone because he doesn’t have any money and he is poor.

Reflection #4

Delmy Del Cid
After reading Hilma Wolitzer’s “Embarking together on solitary journeys”, I am afraid of

being put down because of my writing skills. Also I am also afraid that I will not having anyone

by my side throughout this time of need. Being afraid of being put down by other better writers

is one of my reasons why I am so afraid. “But in my experience just a handful of workshop

students ever exhibit such talent, and we all know of gifted writers who work well without the

benefit of organized groups or individual mentors” (page 263) I am excited about collaborations

that other students get to help each other out and correct each other.

Myself as a writer, I have a lot of mistakes and that includes sentence structure. I want to

improve all of this because I believe that I can change my writing skills if I have someone to help

me out. “Most writes’ heart are divided by ambition and self-doubt? (Page 264) I plan on

achieving this by learning from different people with different skills and use what I learned from

them to make my writing better. Learning from different writings gets you to think that the

opinions of others are difficult to understand but sometimes the truth hurts and it has to come

out sometime.” You must ask yourself if you really want an honest opinion from a loved

one” (Page 264). I plan on achieving these goals by working really hard and not giving up

because improving my writing is one of the most important things I have to accomplish. Being

with different writers that are more skilled will also benefit me in improving my writing. “there,

for the first time I found the company of other writers.” (Page 264)

Journal #9: Confession

Bell rings at 3:15pm, john is waiting for Mathew outside his locker. Mathew had been thinking

about confess something to John, but doesn’t know how to.

“How was class” John asked

“Boring as usual” Mathew grew up thinking about this for almost 10 years without telling

anyone.

“Is something wrong?” Mathew thinks about this and tells himself “Should I tell him, he is my

best friends.” His mind is confused.

“Let’s walk to McDonalds” Growing up with this situation was hard to deal with and his parents

were upset and didn’t understand why this happened to him.

“John we grew up together and I can’t hide this from you”

“What are you talking about?”

“How’s your girlfriend?”

“She’s great; she’s the world to me, why?”

“Oh that’s great and just wondering… how do you feel about the situation on the TV last night?”

“Which situation?”

“The one about being different, and making it legal for different people.”

“Oh yeah, I think it’s a good way for all people to be equal no matter what.”

Mathew was excited his friend thought this.

“That’s good; I mean it’s a great way for people to be equal no matter what.”

“Why they question though?”

“I wanted to know what you thought about that.”

“Well I think its awesome.”

While the best friends finished ordering food, John had that thought why Mathew had asked him.