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Rush of Emotions
a shortstory by Kris De Winter a.k.a NoBigThing


Why was I always a little behind?
Why do I never have anything to share?

... anything to share...

As I repeated those words I finished another page of my journal and closed it. Survived another day.
I follow the liquid arrow that comes out of my chest to my bed and try to get some sleep.
"is this my faith?" I think to myself... "to do everything the same every goddamn day? Why do i never have anything to share?
why was I always a little behind?"
Today was different though... I fall asleep.


~~~~~


"Uwaaaaah"
As I got out of bed i went to the window.
"Whoa! sunny day."
"Havent had those in a while!"
I looked at my clock. 9:30. Just like the day before... and every day before that.
I turned on my computer and as my desktop loaded I wanted to double click the Warcraft III icon.
I still wonder why I didn’t do it. Maybe somehow I wanted to change my life that morning. I noticed no liquid arrow… where was I supposed to go and what was I supposed to do?
I told myself that I wanted to go out for a change. But with who? I don’t know anybody.
The only friends I have are nothing more but a simple name, most even nicknames. Sure, I’ve met ‘em at times but still...
I got dressed and decided to go to the grocery store.
“My roommate is gone... strange. He usually keeps on sleeping until after noon."
He's a real party animal, and it always gets late with him.
"Maybe I should ask him to take me out for once..."

"Naaah.. that’s pathetic and desperate!"

"On the other hand though, he did offer me to go every now and then... I always refused.
Scared that he'd try and trick me into something to humiliate me, or get me so drunk that I wouldn’t know where my feet are...
or feed me drugs, or... or..."

"Be a man and don’t be scared. You know just as good that he’s always nice to you and that’s not fake."

I wanted to go to the grocery store and buy some milk and cereal. Needed that to survive.
As I walked out the door I checked the mailbox.
"Ugh... my application form got rejected... AGAIN!?"

"25 and still no job... dad would turn himself around in his grave. fuck. how am I supposed to keep paying the bills?"

Luckily my roommate always payed the electricity and water bills, even though I always used electricity the most.
"That computer of mine is off only when I’m asleep."

I wondered how long he'd keep doing it.
Next up i arrived at the grocery store... damn, what the hell?

--POLICE LINE: DO NOT CROSS--

They had been robbed that night. Investigations going on. Police cars
I kept on watching it for a while and then turned around. I had enough of being outside already and wanted to return to my computer...

"Where its safe"
That’s at least what I would always think.

On the way home I ran in to my roommate.

"Hey man!"
"-Hi frank"
"Wassup dude?"
"-Not much.. I j..."
"Hey listen, wanna come to a party tonight? its over at Bridget's place... you know, that hot chick that you met the other day."
"-Uh... well... yea sure, I was looking for something to do anyways."
"Great man. I thought you’d never say yes! Lets go get you some clothes, you dress way too boring otherwise."
"-Uh, I don’t think that’s impor.."
"Come on, cloth shop is just one block away!"

Seems like I had no choice and went.
He made me wear some real modern clothing and it wasn’t all too cheap.

"Way better man!"
"-Hey listen Frank, I'll pay you for those as soon as I get the chance okay?"
"No need bro. As long as you can get some fun for a change."

It was 11:30 by this time.

"Damn yo, I’m getting hungry. Gotta get something to eat. You wanna come?"
"Yea sure. Even I have to eat from time to time."

We went to McDonald's. I ordered a big McCheesy Crust with French fries and he the same.
We didnt say much to each other. I never come out so I never have anything to share anyway.

"What time is the party starting, and who's coming? Anyone else I've met before?"
"-Alice will be there. And of course Bridget. Hey I think she likes you by the way. she really wanted you to come."

A couple nights ago he had some of his friends come over to our place. I was playing some Warcraft as she came in my room and invited me to join in the fun too. I felt forced and did but I thought it turned out a total disaster.
Maybe she likes disasters like me.

"Oh and it’s starting at 23:00. I’m sure we'll have a great time."

After the meal we went back home. I started some gaming and he went wherever. I was nervous for tonight and didn’t enjoy the gaming like i usually do.

--22:30--

"Yo thomas. Better start getting ready, the party's starting in an hour."
"-Ok frank"
"Hey! You called me by the name, that’s rare dude"

He laughed a little and me too.
I took on those clothes he bought me and styled my hair a little bit. I wanted to look good for a change.
About 15 minutes later we walked to Bridget's house.

"You're single, she's single... this might work out dude"
"-Heh.. yea…. Well… I don’t think so"
"Why not?"
"-I’m... boring and... quiet... and I’m a computernerd - no way anybody falls in love with that."
"Don’t see things so black man, you're looking good and she's used to communicating with shy people... remember freakstick?
"-Freakstick... yeah, exactly how I wouldn’t like to end up…"

It was quiet the next 12 minutes that our walk there lasted.

"Here we are. Let's go get you to meet some new people."
I heard music, hiphop of course. "Damn", I thought.

"Heeey Thomas! Come on in hon, Frank already called me and said you'd come, that's awesome!!"
"-Hello, Bridget. How are ya?"
"Great man, so glad to see ya, come on in!"

She gave me a kiss on the cheek as I walked in and that gave me a good feeling but it made me blush too. I’m not used to much obviously.

"Thomas, I want you to meet these guys, they're really big fun."
"-Ok"

"Hey guys got a minute? This here is Thomas, who I told you about."
"-Oh hi there Thomas! Whatsup!"
"Thomas, this is George. He studied in computers and stuff and works for a big software company."
"-Hello!" we shaked hands
"And this here is Wendy, she's never met any of the people here either so you're not alone!"
"-Hi there"

She kept on introducing me to the group of people and they were all talking and laughing and drinking beer, and basically just having a good time
I didn’t feel comfortable though, I was really nervous and just standing there, listening to what they were saying.
It got to my attention however that they were smart people, unlike anything I'd expected.
George asked me about what I do with my computer and all and I said I mainly used it for gaming.

"Oh really, what games do you play then?"
"-Well I used to play Counterstrike but now I switched to mainly Warcraft."
"Oh cool. And what job do you do?"

Heh, that was embarrassing.

"Uh, well I don't really have a job. I've been trying to get one the past two years but I always got rejected."
"-Oh man that sucks. well listen, I have quite a big function over at e-Tronics. If you want I can arrange an interview with someone there.”
"Yea that would be awesome!"
"-Okay, but well… you need quite good knowledge of the technical side of computers, though I guess that won't be a problem for you?"
"No not really, I’m quite good at that sort of stuff."
"-Great!"

During the conversation we kinda slowly stepped away from the group of people and had taken a seat and kept on talking about it.
I always like talking about computers and everything that's involved.
A little later Bridget and Alice came walking on. They had drunk quite a lot already, I could tell.

"Heeey guys how’s it going? Enjoying the party, yea?"
"-Yea for sure!" said george.

Bridget turned to me now while Alice started talking to George a bit.

"Great to hear that... so uh… Thomas how about I show you around my house, you haven't been here before, right?"
"-Uh sure!"
"Here, have a drink."
"-Thanks"

She showed me around, the kitchen first, then the living room, the dining room, and then she took me upstairs and showed me the bedrooms.
She saved her bedroom for the last.

"And this is my room. Wanna stay here to do some talking? It’s much more quiet here than downstairs."

Whoah! This is it! I’m finally going to score!

"Yea! I'd love that."
"-So uh… I kinda wonder... why you spend so much time with your computer? I mean, you look like such a nice guy and you're kinda cute too."
"It’s mostly because I’m so damn shy, I’m basically afraid of talking with other people and so."

It got to my attention that the words floated out of my mouth more easily than usually. God bless alcohol.

"Really? And do you never feel like coming out a bit more? Does it never annoy you that other people party daily and you're then just sitting there?"
"-Yea, sometimes it does actually. This morning I was thinking like; "Mehh, doing the same as yesterday and the day before... AGAIN?.. I think I’m getting bored with it."

I was still anxiously waiting for her to make a move or give me a hint that I had to do something… like kiss her or so. I was really nervous now.

"Good! Because I like you and I would appreciate it if I could see you more often."

She looked at me and smiled after saying that. I blushed a little and then looked back at her.

"-Do you mean that? I mean... I remember freakstick... he used to be like me until you got to know him. At first all was good but now he's a drug addict and dealer and has been in jail the past year. I don’t want to end up like that."
"You don’t have to worry, I don’t do drugs or the likes... I still don’t know why that all happened to him but I can guarantee you that it was not my fault. But yea it’s a shame though what happened."
"-Yeah..."

There was a short silence. It’s because I never have anything to share.
Maybe this was the hint. Maybe here’s where I have to lean over to her and try to kiss her.

"Why are you so quiet?" -She asked.
"-It’s because of the computer addiction... I never have anything to share."
"Yea, I guess."

I looked at my watch... whoa, 03:47! Time flies when you're tipsy. And since it doesn’t seem like she wants me to make a move I told her the following.

"Hey Bridget... I should probably go now, I’m not used to staying up this late and I have this thing with getting up at 9:30 every morning."
"-I understand Thomas. I'll let you go."

I laughed.

"But there are some conditions though. I'll let you go only if you give me your phone number."
"-Haha, okay, its 047243857!"
"And it better not be fake boy!"
"-It’s not, I promise!"
"Hehe okaahy! Oh, and when I call you, and we arrange a date, don’t you dare not to show up mister!"
"-I wouldn’t do that."

I always hate saying goodbye to someone, because you never know which way he or she wants to do it. Does she expect a small kiss on the cheek, a simple hug, hand shakes, or just a "see ya"? I never know.
Before I knew, though, she was all over me. She grabbed me and gave me a big, big hug followed by a kiss.

"I'll be seeing ya later okay hon?"
"-Yeah, oh and thanks for inviting me over and for the drink and for the conversation and for everything."
"Not at all, thank YOU for coming."
"-Yeah hehe, see ya "

I went over to frank and told him I was leaving, and also went to George and thanked him for the conversation and greeted him, as well as some of the other people I'd met and went my way home.
As I came home i went up to my desk. It was 4:17 at this point.

Then I wonder to myself...

Why was I always a little behind?
Why do I never have anything to share?

... anything to share...
life is much more fun this way

As I repeated those words I finished another page of my journal and closed it. Survived another day.
I follow the liquid arrow that comes out of my chest to my bed and try to get some sleep.
"Is this my faith?" i think... "To do everything the same every goddamn day? Why do I never have anything to share?
Why was I always a little behind? Time to change."
Today was different though... I fall asleep.






It's 11:26. Normally I'd freak out. I don’t this time. It was about time I'd have some fun. I get out of my bed and decide to take things easy.
It comes to my mind that I should call George, I could really use that job.
I check my phone. "Missed 1 Phone Call. Press # To Hear Message"

-BEEP-

"Heyya Thomas, its 9:31 and you said you have this thing with getting up at 9:30 but it seems like you missed your flight of waking this time huh.
well anyway I'll just call you back a little later then okay? Don’t you hide from me! Big kiss!"

-BEEP-

That surprised me. Nobody could believe how happy I felt. I didn’t even look at my computer once. I pressed the button to return the call.
The phone went over.

"Hello?"
"-Heya Bridget! It’s me Thomas."
"Aaaay Thomas! How’s it going cutie? You got my message huh?"
"-Yea I sure did... sorry for not having been awake at the time."
"Hey that’s okay. It’s because you've had a good time last night. That’s what happens when you get that."

We laughed

"So you wanna meet me somewhere? We have lots of things to talk about!"
"-I'd love that Bridg."
"Great, how about we go and have lunch together?"
"-Kyle's Garden, 12:30?"
"Sounds great, hey you had that answer fast!"
"-Haha yea."
"Great hon, be there!"
"-I won’t disappoint you"

I took out my nicest clothes and made myself as cute as I could get. I left at 12:00 and Frank was already gone.
I laughed in myself, usually it’s always me being awake early and he sleeping in. switched roles, I liked that idea.

I was so damn happy, and almost couldn’t believe it was all real. Imagine me and Bridget... the thought only... beautiful.
I was in love, and it sure wasn’t the first time, but it was the first time that I actually had a chance.

I was right on time at Kyle's Garden and she arrived at about the same moment as me. She flew on me and hugged me and we took a seat.
I took spaghetti and she said: "make that twice" to the waiter.

"Heya thomas, i really thought you wouldn’t show up but you cant believe how happy I am that you did. It’s awesome."
"-How could I ever pass on that? Being with you is totally ownage!!"
"ownage? ... What’s that?"

Oh shit, here’s where my computer addiction puts me to shame. damn internet language, this is totally embarassing!

"It’s uh.... well, it basically means "awesome" but its more like internet language and uh... well...”

I started blushing and she saw it.

"Hey, don’t be ashamed for that. It’s a hobby just like any other! I'd love to see you gaming once!
And its not like if you're going to want to be with me, you'd have to stop the computer stuff!
It’s a hobby to you and I wouldn’t ever want to be a reason that changes!"

Whoa, this is too good to be true. I wouldn't be too surprised to wake up any minute now and realize I'm never going to be so lucky.
I started feeling more and more comfortable around Bridget. Usually when I get to know someone new it takes me a while to get used to that person but with Bridget it goes faster.
I had never had this feeling before, I mean, she even mentionned "if you're going to want to be with me"
Does that mean we're dating now? I wanted to ask but that would make it look pathetic i thought.

She laid her hand upon mine and smiled.

"Damn, the food here is really good. I always just walked by this place when I saw it, I never ate here before.
You sure know to pick em tom"
"-Yeah, i come here a lot, it's cheap enough and great quality food."
"So uh... well I haven't found out much about your personality yet. Tell me something about yourself. Like... what music do you listen to?
"-Well mainly rock music. Heavy metal and grunge are also favorites. I bet you're more in to r&b and hiphop and all that?"
"Yea, but I like listening to Nirvana every now and then."
"-Oh really? Nirvana is a personal favorite to me!"
"Yeah, Kurt Cobain was kinda cute too!"
"-Oh so that’s the reason you listen to them heh?"

We laughed.

"Hey so what do you wanna do next Bridg?"
"-Well if you want we can go to my place and just talk some more or we could go see a movie or basically anything you want to do, you tell me."
“I would love to go to your place"
"-Aha, straight for the bed heh?"
"Oh sorry.. I... I didn't mean to..."
"-No, no hehe I was just kidding, of course I know you didn't mean it that way"

We laughed, I called the waiter and paid the lunch and we left to her place. For the first time I noticed how beautiful her house was.
Yesterday I was too nervous to actually pay attention to it. It looked expensive.

"You have a very nice house. Do you live here alone or what?"
"-Yea, all alone. It's not very big but it's really nice indeed. This is the house I grew up in."
"Oh, and what about your parents then?"
"-They died when I was 12. My mother was raped while shopping and died to her injuries. A few months later my dad died to cancer."
"Ooh, I'm so sorry to bring this up... I didn't know, so sorry!"
"-It's okay tommie, you couldn't possibly know... I got over it. I miss them though. My aunt took care of me for the next 11 years and my dad had his testament ready by the time he died.
He left me this house."
"It must be so harsh to lose your parents at such a young age... I'd have traumas for the rest of my life."

A silence followed. We were just sitting on her bed holding hands and staring in each other's eyes.
It was a beautiful moment. We avoided clichés by saying "oh, nice weather isn't it?" or "hey, you're really beautiful", and instead just enjoyed the silence and each other's beauty.

Bridget is 26, a year older than me. She has long brown hairs and shiny green eyes. She's very beautiful.

She leaned over onto my shoulder. We kept on sitting there like that for the next 10 minutes, and then went to lie on the bed. We fell asleep that way and woke up at 5PM.

As I opened my eyes I noticed she was already looking in to mine.

"It has been a lovely day already, hasn't it Thomas?"
"-Yeah... sure has!"

I started quietly singing... in a way that you can hardly understand the words. Strange that I did that, I really felt comfortable around her now.

"It's another world, but it's something more than ordinary.
Such a lovely day, and it's nothing more than ordinary living, that you're living"

"That's beautiful."
"-Really?"
"Yea, it describes exactly how i feel. what is it?"
"-it's Lit, my favorite band."




Another short silence followed.
Then she took my hands, surrounded my body with her arms, slowly brought her lips near mine.

“Are you ready?” she asked.

The next five minutes were intense and passionate, unable to describe. It started with just a second of contact between our lips, then held back a little bit and then stormed right at each other.
Exactly how i wanted it to be. I touched her body and took off her shirt, felt her bra while kissing. She unzipped my pants and ripped it off. When her bra went down and her breasts became visible I felt I was in paradise.
She was all beautiful. We kept on kissing and touching each other. She took off my underpants and we started having sex.

"my first time"
"-mine too"

There was no time for saying more than those two lines... we were caught in each other's breaths. The sex was good, I enjoyed it all the way.
Even though I doubted that I was being any good at it. We kept on going and after about 15 minutes we stopped for a while. She got up and started dancing for me.
She then pushed my head on to her vagina and I started eating her out.

"Oh yeah... that’s it, that’s where you gotta be, oh yeah!"

After that we went back to having sex and finished it all the way. It felt so good. Better than a stupid picture or video. This beats everything.

“No more wacking off for me!”

Can’t believe I said that out loud, haha!
She looked sexy at me.
After the party was over, we fell asleep again.








"FUCK! SHIT! JESUS CHRIST YOU DIRTY MOTHERFUCKER! GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY HOUSE!"

I was so confused and scared. I saw frank standing in her door opening. He was screaming at me, he looked shocked. He came walking on to me and took me by my shirt.

"FUCK YOU MAN! HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME AFTER ALL I DID FOR YOU? YOU FUCKING BACKSTABBER! LEAVE MY BITCH ALONE! YOU FUCKING TRYING TO STEAL MY LIFE OR WHAT? FUCK YOU YOU ASSHOLE!"

He hit me so hard in the face and bridget was smiling and laughing at me. As I got up again they were all laughing at me. I got dressed as fast as I could and quickly got out of her house.
I was scared, and the hit hurt a lot. As I got outside I saw a whole gang of Frank's friends standing there, all laughing at me. I didn't know what the hell I had done wrong.
What was going on? Frank told me himself that bridget was single and all... what the heck, he was even trying to hook me up with her.

I wanted to die. Everything we did, everything she said... it was all a lie.
Frank tricked me in to something and humiliated and hurt me. As I ran away from the crowd of friends I found myself crying.
I came home and went to my bed. I didn't want to think back of what just happened but couldn't get my mind away from it. It was too real.
I kept on crying and crying and crying.

Then the phone went over.

"h.. h-hello..?"
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA! You BIG loser! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Got you there!"
"OH MY GOD! LEAVE ME ALONE!"
-BEEP-

Why was he doing this all to me? I never did anything wrong to him. Had he been faking everything since the very first moment I shared the house with him?
This is terrible. I went to the bathroom and took a rope. I attached it to the upper side of the shower and started hanging.
Seconds later dozens of people came running in.

"WHOAA HEY! Don't do that! Stop!"
They took me off and now i was even more confused.
They didn't look like Frank's friends at all and they were friendly, they were comforting me. After a couple minutes they told me to turn on the TV.
“On channel 5” they said.
Strange, my TV doesn’t have anything set on channel 5.

"What the hell... THAT'S ME!"
"Yes thomas, but calm down. You have to be calm. We'll explain."

There came Frank running on.

"Yo yo yo! thomas! Jeez i'm sorry about that hit man, it had to be real! You know?!"

"GET HIM AWAY FROM ME! HE'S DANGEROUS!!"
"It's okay now thomas, don't be afraid."

I crawled to the back corner of my room and he came up to me

He reached out his hand… I urged and after a few moments reached mine out too. He dragged me up. As if nothing ever happened.
Slowly but surely I started to understand. Every move I made appeared just that way on the TV.

“Reality TV Thomas…”
"-Yes, but…but... why me?
There's many more interesting people out there than me...!"
"We needed someone whose life would make a big change. Your personality was perfect."
"I... I don't understand..."
"You've never been used to the actual daily stuff... This rush of emotions on your mind has gotten us the largest TV public in history."

I didn't know what to think. For a moment i thought "SUE THEM, SUE THEM!" but then I realized that was pointless.
I started to calm down and after a couple hours the whole film crew left my house and I was left alone again.
Then my phone went.

"Hi there thomas, how's it going?"
"-uh? who are you?"
"It's me george. remember that job interview that I told you about?"
"-Yea"
"You won't get it."
"-Oh... why not?"
"Because you already got the job! See, some things ARE real. Listen, I’m your biggest fan. Everyone at the company is so excited to have you working next to them!"

I laughed out loud and found myself happy.

Then the phone rings again.

"Hello?"
"-Thomas... it's me, Bridget"
"Oh, hi there.. Bridget."
"-Tom i'm sorry for laughing at you. It was in the script. I had to do it."
"I can't trust you anymore... what you did to me was aweful."
"-Remember when i held your hands? Or when we kissed? The whole sex thing? Did that feel real to you or what?"
"-Yes it did... but that was in the script too I bet. Making it seem as real as possible. It’s probably what you’re good at."
"No. That was so real, too real. You couldn't possibly understand."
"-At least the sex sucked, right? I mean, for me it was awesome but I musta been so bad. Was it really your first time?"
“… no, sorry.”
"-... and… your parents?"
“Fake.. they’re alive and well.”
“-Oh my god… you lied about so much.”
"I know, and I’m sorry. But hey.. listen Tommy... I love you. Oh sh..."

The line went dead. I heard something. It's starting to make sense to me.

My in-15-minutes-fallen-apart-life was looking for an ending. This was all too crazy.

I started to look back on all I just went through. It's more intense than my whole life alltogether. Seems like the show succeeded in its goal.
If I take a look back to the first pages of my journal... you wouldn't possibly believe this has been real.
But as i'm soon going to reach the end of this journal, I realize that somehow this was good…
But it also gets me to wonder about things...

Things such as... why did never anything of "the pure daily shit" ever happen to me before?
To other people, going to a house party and having sex is nothing special. To me it was.
And as I ask myself this question I ask myself another question... "how would they react if they would read all this?"
I’m sure many would laugh but I don't care because this is MY little book of thoughts and memories and helps me get past the rough.

And I keep on wondering...

Why was I always a little behind?
Why do I never have anhything to share?

... anything to share...

I won't repeat the words to myself this time but instead just face life and follow a liquid arrow that comes out of my chest towards my bed.
I'm happy, I realize I needed all these events...

...as a way of remembering that I'm alive. I fall asleep.
















Wait. It's cold and I can't sleep. I hear knocking on the door and as I look I notice them getting more agressive.
My name is being shouted. "THOMAS OPEN THE GODDAMN DOOR YOU PIECE OF SHIT."
I see through the window. It's frank. That's no surprise to me though.
He is angry and drunk. He's here for me. I see him holding a gun.
I will follow the liquid arrow that comes out of my chest towards the door. Because that is my faith.
Action/reaction. I have to do this. For the sake of my self. But first... nevermind.
I'm not afraid. This is the last line of the last page of my journal. It's meant to be the end. A perfect ending to this piece of shit story.



















News at 6 with Mary Bronsen
These are today’s headlines
“Typhoon harasses Florida”
“New terrorist actions in London”
“Tragic ending to “Rush of Emotions”-actors”
…
As Rush of Emotions came to its ending again, drama happened behind the scenes. John “Frank” Vandover, Chloe “Bridget” Mariansen’s husband, found out that her wife really loved the unaware Thomas. Frank came home on her just on the phone, after having said “I love you Thomas”. John cut her throat and stabbed her in the chest 4 times afterwards. After that he went on to the room he shared during the last 2 months with Thomas and shot him three times in the chest, and saved a single bullet for himself with which he then shot himself in the head. None of the three could be saved. Critics say the problem was the show itself. The goal was to overwhelm everyone with a rush of emotions. No matter how well it succeeded in its goal, for the actors it became too much, it was too real.

A journal was found open on Thomas’ desk. Rumors say it that he knew “Frank” would come and kill him, but went straight for his doom anyway. Investigations on this field are still going on.

In other news…

Frank was married to Bridget. She didn't really live alone like she said. Frank lived with Thomas only during the TV show.
When he came in and noticed Bridget calling with Thomas, he went crazy. Then he went back to Thomas and finished it.

This was the second time the show aired. The first one followed the unaware Christian "Freakstick" Depoe who is now in jail for drug dealing. The shows themselves always are very popular and succeed in their purposes... but in the end something always seems to go wrong. Whether or not they go for a third one is only the question, but critics will really strike this time around.









Written by Kris De Winter

Thanks to

-Donnie Darko
-Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
-The Trueman Show
-American Beauty

-Nirvana
-Lit

For giving me inspiration and completing the story

Special thanks to

- Guere
- EvilDark
- Sparkie

For test-reading the article in order to improve as a final version.

Mijn mening heb je al uitgebreid gehad in een IRC-query als "officieel beta reader" Ga je ooit nog een verhaaltje schrijven wat WEL goed afloopt?

Misschien als ik ooit nog wat schrijf

Valt te zien of dit verkoopt enzo. Het ligt al in de winkelrekken, 'k zal het rap zien aan de verkoopcijfers

idd kris ga een boek schrijven.. of nog beter weer naar school en journalistiek studeren ofzo. je hebt het in je

Ga het grote officiele Lit-'The Road To Fandom' boek schrijven

okaay! im on it!

Hmm heb dit niet eens gelezenn.. veel te lang.. doe het thuis wel keertje