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Lesson 48: Simple and Compound Sentences
Lately I've decided to start a new book saga, and half-abandon my "A Gift From Heaven" project. In this post, I will explain the central topic of the story, titled The Strike, the settings and the start. I'll insert a fresh introduction I'll be writing live on Weebly.
The Strike is a story that takes place in my real life setting, and it uses the real life characters. My school in Colombia and my classmates/teachers. An unknown natural disaster strikes the earth, and it leaves a group of the only survivors who struggle to keep up with the new world. A lot of death, suffering and grief has been caused by a mysterious explosion that completely surrounded the Colegio Granadino but leaving it unharmed. I am the principal character, who narrates the story from a point within the future, which is settled in the Prologue. Everyone of school counts as a character, because the closer to me they are in real life, more relevant they become to the story. The year is set in the start of 2017, when we are in 8th grade. The adults slowly died for a weakness in their lungs because of the smoke that conducted the strike, which does not affect people younger than 16, for a medical and evolutional reason we the students cannot comprehend. In a desperate intent to live out of this situation, Alvaro and his friends fight countless enemies and obstacles, and by doing so they have worse yet to come, as they have not entirely fought the most fierce and unresting of all their killers: Nature.
Excerpt from The Strike:
I ran through the forest with my five friends following my trace. We weren’t the only ones in it, and we could hear their steps not far behind us, making the uneasy feeling even worse. At my right I could hear someone panting, almost ready to give up, but I had no time to check who it was. None of us had gave up ever since The Strike, although we had been close. You all must be wondering, Strike? Who the hell are you? What are you doing running in the forest, just for fun? And I will answer all of those… well probably I will. First, my name is Alvaro and my life has just become worse and worse the last few months. My five friends have been with me all this time, and together we can partially fill the void that the day of The Strike has left. But to understand my despair and thoughts, we have to go back to the awful day that ruined my life.
Lesson 48: Simple and Compound Sentences
Lately I've decided to start a new book saga, and half-abandon my "A Gift From Heaven" project. In this post, I will explain the central topic of the story, titled The Strike, the settings and the start. I'll insert a fresh introduction I'll be writing live on Weebly.
The Strike is a story that takes place in my real life setting, and it uses the real life characters. My school in Colombia and my classmates/teachers. An unknown natural disaster strikes the earth, and it leaves a group of the only survivors who struggle to keep up with the new world. A lot of death, suffering and grief has been caused by a mysterious explosion that completely surrounded the Colegio Granadino but leaving it unharmed. I am the principal character, who narrates the story from a point within the future, which is settled in the Prologue. Everyone of school counts as a character, because the closer to me they are in real life, more relevant they become to the story. The year is set in the start of 2017, when we are in 8th grade. The adults slowly died for a weakness in their lungs because of the smoke that conducted the strike, which does not affect people younger than 16, for a medical and evolutional reason we the students cannot comprehend. In a desperate intent to live out of this situation, Alvaro and his friends fight countless enemies and obstacles, and by doing so they have worse yet to come, as they have not entirely fought the most fierce and unresting of all their killers: Nature.
Excerpt from The Strike:
I ran through the forest with my five friends following my trace. We weren’t the only ones in it, and we could hear their steps not far behind us, making the uneasy feeling even worse. At my right I could hear someone panting, almost ready to give up, but I had no time to check who it was. None of us had gave up ever since The Strike, although we had been close. You all must be wondering, Strike? Who the hell are you? What are you doing running in the forest, just for fun? And I will answer all of those… well probably I will. First, my name is Alvaro and my life has just become worse and worse the last few months. My five friends have been with me all this time, and together we can partially fill the void that the day of The Strike has left. But to understand my despair and thoughts, we have to go back to the awful day that ruined my life.