Post by Deleted on Jan 25, 2008 11:30:09 GMT -5
It’s bitterly cold as a young woman steps out onto the front porch of an old Victorian home. The young woman has a frown on her face as she crept out the front door, and stood right next to the old front porch swing. The woman is tall and fit. She looks like she could be an athlete. The woman sits down onto the swing as it sways in the wind. The woman raps her body in a red blanket, leaving the only thing on covered her face. She sighs aloud to herself.
”You know I’ve always heard that misery always has company. I wonder why I am sitting here wondering to myself… Where in the hell is my company then? Why am I always so alone?”
The woman pauses and looks around at her beautiful home. She is so lucky to have all of this. She is so lucky to be alive.
”If I am so lucky to be alive then why am I so scared to live? Why am I so scared to step back into the ring as Meg Warner? I just do not understand my fear of stepping back into the only good part of my life.”
Meg stands back on her feet. She shivers underneath her blanket and walks back into the house she had just sold a little over a year ago, but later begged to new owner to sell it back to her. Luckily nothing had changed, not even the colors on the walls. Meg walks through the front door of the Victorian home and sits at a cherry dining room table. There is a box lying on the table. The box appears to be unopened. Meg grabs the box and begins to tear into just like she is going to do to her opponents in Milwaukee. The box put up a good fight but, not good enough. Meg got the box open with little trouble.
”I am so happy my new laptop is finally here. I have been waiting for this thing forever. Those guys with the Geek Squad totally lied about the amount of shipping time.”
She takes the laptop out of the box and opens it up. She plugs in all of the wires into there proper places and starts it up.
We’ll lets get started on this baby.”
”You know I’ve always heard that misery always has company. I wonder why I am sitting here wondering to myself… Where in the hell is my company then? Why am I always so alone?”
The woman pauses and looks around at her beautiful home. She is so lucky to have all of this. She is so lucky to be alive.
”If I am so lucky to be alive then why am I so scared to live? Why am I so scared to step back into the ring as Meg Warner? I just do not understand my fear of stepping back into the only good part of my life.”
Meg stands back on her feet. She shivers underneath her blanket and walks back into the house she had just sold a little over a year ago, but later begged to new owner to sell it back to her. Luckily nothing had changed, not even the colors on the walls. Meg walks through the front door of the Victorian home and sits at a cherry dining room table. There is a box lying on the table. The box appears to be unopened. Meg grabs the box and begins to tear into just like she is going to do to her opponents in Milwaukee. The box put up a good fight but, not good enough. Meg got the box open with little trouble.
”I am so happy my new laptop is finally here. I have been waiting for this thing forever. Those guys with the Geek Squad totally lied about the amount of shipping time.”
She takes the laptop out of the box and opens it up. She plugs in all of the wires into there proper places and starts it up.
We’ll lets get started on this baby.”
January 25, 2008
11:14 am
Entry # 1
Dear Diary,
It feels so good to be writing my thoughts down again. I am not much of a talker or a screamer for that matter. I am just an emotional girl that likes to keep everything in… well until I explode. So… my match against Reckless and Suicidal… My bad... Ayn Guish… I know nothing about either of them to be completely honest. This is how I always am in a diary, which is why I destroyed my last diary. And my partner oh god… I love him just not his manager. I wonder if they don’t have something going. How impossible is it going to be to face Reckless and Ayn… when I have my brother standing at ringside? I know one thing he won’t be checking me or Ayn out that’s for sure… Although, Ayn does look like she has been through the check out line… one too many times… if you know what I mean. But who am I to talk… Why they made my ex-boyfriend the owner who knows. I know one thing I don’t have to worry about getting attracted to my opponent. I know nothing about that Reckless guy so he can’t be too important. Well I know one thing… Kronic and I are going to pull this thing thru even if I have to fight the match by myself.
Meg saves and closes her laptop diary and… calls it a day.
OOC: Not too long.. I am still trying to get back into the swing of things.
