The Official Writing Challenge
BACK TO
CHALLENGE
MAIN
INSTRUCTIONS
how it works
submission rules
guidelines for
choosing a level
ENTRIES
submit your entry
read current entries
read past entries
challenge winners
Our Daily Devotional HERE
Place it on your site or
receive it daily by email.


TRUST JESUS TODAY

  • Share
  • how it works
  • Submit
Previous Challenge Entry
Topic: POETRY CHALLENGE - Romance (12/06/04)
TITLE: Mr. Romance
By Lizzie Cook
12/09/04
 LEAVE COMMENT ON ARTICLE
 SEND A PRIVATE COMMENT
 SEND ARTICLE TO A FRIEND
There he sat in the back of the room,talking with his friends. His names Chad.Everything about him is perfect,from his dreamy baby blue eyes to his sleek black hair.Occasionally,he would glace over and smile. His smile could make the sun shine even on a rainy day. It seemed like everytime our eyes met there was a smile on our faces.
Friends would accuse us of flirting. We always denied it, even though we both knew it was the truth. His voice was like a song when he spoke. One morning we were talking and we got each others numbers. That night we talked for hours,about nothing.From then on,we were always talking.If it wasn't on the phone or at school, it was on the computer. We always found a way to talk to each other some how.Chloe,one of my best friends,was starting to get annoyed with me because I was spending so much time with Chad. I told her I would make it up to her.So, the next day, after school, we walked up to the arcade and ate pizza and played a couple games.We were having a blast!
The next day at school Chad came up to me and asked how everything went, I explained to him everything we did, and told him we had a great time. He seemed happy to know that I was happy. He was perfect.After the bell rung and we got on the bus, we said good bye and went home.When I walked in my homeroom class the next morning and didn't see him, I got a little worried. I asked everyone if they knew where he was. No one knew.Later on that day, in my English class, the phone rang. The teacher talked for a couple of minutes, then hung up. She walked over to the TV and turned it on. I looked up and there was Chad lying on the road. There were men surronding him wearing white and blue shirts. To the side was an ambulance and a couple police cars.At the bottom of the screen it read "boy hurt in accident" After school I ran straight to his house, no one was there. No one was answering the phone either.Days passed and Chad still never showed up. A couple of weeks passed before the teacher told us that Chad had left us. I felt like a part of my had left with him. After the teacher said that everything felt do empty to me. I wasn't the only one with this feeling, the whole school felt the same way. I'll never forget the wayhe made me feel.