Gaara was a very lonely child; when he was born the village put a sand demon in him. Everyone was afraid and hated little Gaara even his dad who tried to kill him many times. He didnt have any really friends because most of the kids were afraid of him.
On one day that all changed. It was typical day in the dessert very hot during the day but I guess people were used to that. Gaara was doing what he normally did, swung on the swings and watched the other kids play. He noticed they were playing with a ball and they kicked it so high it landed on the roof. The kids couldnt reach it when all of a sudden the ball mysteriously floated down to them. The children were shocked and Gaara stood and said, Can I please play. All the kids got really scared and ran away Gaara yelled after them to stop but they kept going. He felt hurt and confused because he didnt know why people were treating him like this it made him feel so lonely. He fell to his knees and started to cry, Why does everyone hate me so much. As he continued to cry he heard a loud noise from a nearby ally. As Gaara walked over and said, Who is it?














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Gaara was a very lonely child. when he was born, the village of Suna put the sand demon, Shukaku, within him. The entire village was afraid of Gaara. They hated him. Even his father, the Kazekage, tried to have him killed.
Gaara didnt have any real friends, or aqaintances, because all of the children were afraid of him.
One day, that all changed.
It was typical day in the desert. It was scorching through, the day but the people were used to that. Gaara was playing alone like he normally would: he swung on the swings and watched the other children play from afar, pining to join them.
Gaara noticed they were playing with a ball and one child kicked it so high that it landed on the roof. The children couldnt reach it. Then, all of a sudden, the ball mysteriously floated down to them.
The children were shocked. Gaara stood and said, Can I please play?
All the children screamed, calling Gaara a monster, and ran away. Gaara yelled after them to stop, but the children began to run as if a devil were chasing at their heels.
Gaara clutched at the fabric of his white, desert shawl in pain and confusion. He had only wanted to help and join them. He couldn't find a reason for the way people treated him. He tried so hard.
Gaara fell to his knees and started to cry, Why does everyone hate me so much? As he continued to cry he heard a loud noise from a nearby ally. Gaara walked over and asked, Who is it?
Your piece is good for a scrap, but you should want this to be much more.
My corrections are for the sake of clarity and style. As well as grammar.
Now, there are keys to goo story telling. Unless you are using First Person (I did this), you must never use "I" or your opinions in the story. Unless it is in a character's dialogue.
You must show, not tell. It is better to say Gaara clutched at the fabric of his shawl, than to say he was hurt and angry. You want to leave your reader with a lasting image that helps the story move along.
Also, I say space between paragraphs, it's much easier to read on devart than all together. You don't want it to be overwhelming.
Especially since you can't double space to lessen strain on your reader's eyes.
I want to help you become a better writer; so, don't take my suggestions the wrong way.
You've got talent.
All you need to do is polish it up. ^^
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Merrique "Blue 88" Richelieu
This is between me, you, and the holy grapefruit.
Those who would trade freedom and justice for saftey deserve neither freedom nor safety.
Sorry about that.
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Merrique "Blue 88" Richelieu
This is between me, you, and the holy grapefruit.
Those who would trade freedom and justice for saftey deserve neither freedom nor safety.
Well, try to upload to the fanart gallery, that way, I can see it when you post. ^^
Oh, you can send it via note, too.
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Merrique "Blue 88" Richelieu
This is between me, you, and the holy grapefruit.
Those who would trade freedom and justice for saftey deserve neither freedom nor safety.
Hey, you read on the roof top right?
Draw a scene, and I'll post it ^^
Any scene at all :3
Pwease?
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Merrique "Blue 88" Richelieu
This is between me, you, and the holy grapefruit.
Those who would trade freedom and justice for saftey deserve neither freedom nor safety.
Thank you so much!
I can't wait!
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Merrique "Blue 88" Richelieu
This is between me, you, and the holy grapefruit.
Those who would trade freedom and justice for saftey deserve neither freedom nor safety.
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