More Story Writing Ideas

[FitForRivals]

More Story Writing Ideas

Just writing here, no real sense of what I'm doing. If you like what I'm doing, vote 'Yes'. If not, you'll make me sad, but answer, 'No'.

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Soron put a hand through his midnight black hair and released a sigh from his pale lips. He stared at the problem in front of him. A sheet full of math problems sat in front of him. Tapping the eraser of his pencil on his chin, he furrowed his brow. Soron hated math and he was honestly terrible at it. The old crow, aka, his teacher, walked over to him. Cackling in that witch laugh of hers, she stared at Soron's blank piece of paper. In her high-pitched, nails-on-a-chalkboard voice, she sneered, "Oh you stupid boy! You'll never finish high school with unfinished work." She stared down at him with her black, beady eyes. As she snatched his paper, she added, "Good luck passing!"
Soron frowned at her. Once her back was turned, he mocked her, crossing his eyes and mouthing the words she had said to him. A few people next to him smiled, but no one laughed. With a sigh, Soron grabbed his stuff as the bell rang, releasing him from his confusing misery. He walked down to the hall to his locker. With a sigh, Soron saw that his locker was "decorated" with harsh words from people all around school.
One in blue ink said, "Hey, girl, hey! Wanna come over and cut ourselves with needles and cry about our sad story pasts? ~With Love, Elliot."

[FitForRivals]

New Scene

So, I'm just writing various scenes right now to see how people think about it.

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The stallion stared Soron down with its blood red eyes. Soron, wild-eyed, hurriedly backed away. Pawing the ground, the beast snorted loudly and shook it's black mane. As he continued to back away, Soron tripped on a large rock, landing on his butt. The wild stallion reared and charged Soron. He braced himself against the stallion's attack. Nothing happened. Soron peeked from out behind his hands. The stallion raised his sharp hooves down, striking a cougar to the ground. The cougar yowled and screeched in pain but the stallion continued attacking. Finally, with one last blow, the cougar slipped away in dim defeat.
Soron smiled and released a funny-sounding laugh. He then raced over a gave the huge stallion a hug. The stallion chewed on his hair as Soron chuckled. Then, the stallion bowed down, lowering his back to the ground. Soron, smiling wide, fixed the sheath of his sword and mounted the stallion, gripping tightly to the stallion's mane. Rearing, the stallion whinnied loudly and galloped off, heading straight towards the huge molten mountain.