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Young Adult / Alex and Caitlin (chapter one)
It had been almost a year, and yet I couldn’t stop causing myself pain. At first it seemed like a great idea, but now somehow it seemed almost immoral. But if it helped me forget how could it be immoral? I wasn’t hurting anyone else. It only looked bad, but it really wasn’t, right? There wasn’t that much blood, it was only a few cuts anyways, which are supposed to help any of the real pain I’m feeling.
But this time it didn’t seem to work, the depression, and loneliness still had a hold on me. Why wasn’t it working anymore? Maybe I was doing it wrong, or maybe I am my losing mojo for this. But I had been doing this for a freaking year, how could this NOT be working?
I sat there for at least an hour replaying in my head the event that had taken place:
I told her I had to go to the bathroom, I went into bathroom, I took out shiny exacto knife and whacked at pieces of skin on my wrists.
Where had I gone wrong? Maybe I should have used something sharper, or maybe something duller. No that would be crazy. I looked at my watch and saw how much time had just been wasted.
I started looking around the room for something to hide the evidence of the most recent self-mutilation experience. Under the sink I discovered a box of band-aids and a rubber ducky. I all that I needed was just the band-aids now.
Then after all that replaying is when it all got pretty scary.
The bathroom door swung open to reveal a small pair of DC Shoe clad feet. My first thought, Uh-oh. So now suddenly I had my best friend Alex standing over me obviously wanting an explanation as to why I was on her bathroom floor with band-aids in one hand and an exacto knife in the other. Crap.
I tried to stay very still hoping I could suddenly turn invisible so hopefully Alex would assume that I had just ran away. Honestly I didn’t think it would have worked anyways. Alex started speaking to me while I continued to try to turn invisible- “Just what in the name of Rob and Big are you doing Caitlin?”. Jeez, I hate when she says ‘in the name of Rob and Big’ because usually that means I’m in big trouble (which is never good).
I still had high hopes of becoming invisible so I stayed very still as I replied to her.
“Nothing, what are you doing Alexandria?” I said in the sweetest voice I could. I wasn’t looking at her face but the mood in the room changed, I knew the yelling was coming very soon. Anytime now..
Silence and the creak of the door closing was my only reply. Maybe i had disappeared! I glanced around the room quickly and noticed Alex was gone. I wasn’t really sure what this meant. Was she mad? Upset? Wanting to pop my head off? Double crap.
At that point I really didn’t know what to do, whether it would be better to stay in her bathroom or to go out there and face my bestie. I was very afraid of and early death by her but I took a chance and cracked the door a little, peaking around it. I couldn’t see anything but her bed, so I couldn’t tell if she was even in the room. So I crawled out of the bathroom, keeping close to the wall as I looked around for Alex, I found her sitting on her bed staring into nothing, which was surprisingly more frightening than her yelling at me.
Alex broke the silence with “What were you doing in there Caitlin?”
She was waiting for some kind of an answer not just an honest one, and yet I couldn’t come with anything but the truth. “I was cutting myself, with an exacto knife, which are really actually sharper than what the company puts on the box. They come in different colors, but I like this green one the best, what do you think?”. There I was again trying to avoid the issue, while I held the exacto knife package up to her face. At the time I didn’t think she could handle such things, like me cutting she was only sixteen.
“Why would you do a thing like that?” Alex said squishing her face in what seemed to me, distaste.
“Depression, loneliness, Brenden and other such things I guess”. That right there, was the truth. Lately, I had really been feeling the pain, of having no Brenden around. Brenden is always supposed to be around, always.
“I thought you were over that, Caitlin”. Right, like I would be over my boyfriend’s death. It’s has only been a year. And a year wasn’t that long really.
“No Alex, I’m not quite over my dead boyfriend just yet.” I said that to her wanting to hit her in the face at that very moment.
“It’s been a long time though” She was actually going to stick with this? Wow, and on top of that she messing with her phone like everything was normal. So much for her being my best friend. Jerk.
“Well can you speed up the process anytime soon?” she said. Obviously I thought I was being ‘Punked’ right then, ‘speed up the process’? Was she kidding me? She continued with her phone, probably sending a few text messages.
“Nope I don’t think I can speed up the friggin’ process Alex” I yelled it loud enough to make her set down the BlackBerry.
“I miss Brenden too sometimes, Caitlin” Alex offered, now she was trying to redeem herself, hiding the phone under her Yoda pillow.
“Well that’s funny, I miss him ALL the time and I saw that phone!” and that’s how I squashed her efforts to be in my good graces again.
I looked at her face and saw that she was looking for more to say, and I knew she wasn’t going to find anything. But I waited, actually thinking that she might find something else to say. We continued to sit there awhile, me on the floor and her on the bed, and I knew I had to break the silence with something, anything.
“Nice weather we’re having today I think, maybe some swimming is in order via Ms. Alexandria’s pool” that’s how I broke the silence.
“It’s raining outside Caitlin” Alex said. It was raining? Oops. I still had to try to make thins better.
“We can still swim in your pool can’t we? It is after-all YOUR pool correct?” I replied, not trying to sound the least bit rude, I was trying to be upbeat, maybe even funny. But it didn’t work, it was only opening a ginormous can of worms. Not just worms, crazy, pink and purple worms.
“You can swim by yourself Caitlin your a big girl now”. After she said this I knew she was punishing me for punishing her.
“I’m sorry, Alex”.
“For what?”.
“You know, that stuff from earlier, where ummmm… yes.” I though it was nice apology, but i don’t think alex thought it was.
“So is that supposed to make everything better? I’m sorry doesn’t work, and it isn’t the magic cure for everything.” Alex said this with tear running down her face, and while her face turned a not very delightful shade of pink. Wasn’t I supposed to be the one in tears? Last time I checked it was I who was the cutter, but I still let her sit there and cry. i knew I had to save the day by trying to take back my apology.
“No it’s just, I really am sorry, I mean your taking it personally I think” I tried to state that thoughtfully.
I looked up at her and watched as she sat on the floor in front of me, her crying had stopped then. She was now just started staring at me, like I was some sort of alien being, while she wiped her tears away.
“You even look different now” she said staring into my eyes.
“Different? Different how exactly?”
“Why didn’t you tell me about this?” She didn’t answer my question she only asked some more of her own, while she took my arm and turned it over poking at all the cuts, now looking at the them like they were alien beings.
“I don’t know, I haven’t told anyone about this Alex”
“You could’ve told me” now she was putting band-aids over the cuts, trying to cover this crime scene. I think she was hurt that I didn’t confide in her I like I normally would have.
“Look how you acted, though. And how was I going to tell you something I can’t even really figure myself?” that was true, I didn’t know who I was anymore. I didn’t know what the heck I was doing! I only let everyone else think that I knew. I looked around the room and let my thoughts wander, trying to avoid any more conversation.
What would Brenden say if he were here right now? He’d would probably be so shocked he would for once be speechless. Suddenly I was mad at Brenden. He didn’t have to there that night, he didn’t have to do anything. He could’ve stayed home. It was his fault he was dead no one else’s. He left me here by myself, and that makes him a jerk too!
And then for the first time in a year I cried, truly cried right in front of Alex I cried. For once I was showing some emotion.
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Ive read several versions of this. I still don’t fully understand it. It’s the same problems and same issues just reworded. Fair enough if these issues were being reworded in a way that adds light and shade to the story itself, but it really doesn’t.
That said, I’ll get onto the problems of this:
1. Your first paragraph. As a whole just doesn’t work for me at all. I can’t speak for all of cutters, but I can definitely say that they don’t just cut for the hell of it. So, what do I think could make your story a little more interesting at this point? Adding something that reminds the cutter of why she is cutting. A) It doesn’t deter readers from reading [because cutting is the most exciting thing to read about] and B) it makes readers more interested because you’re giving us more facts. Have a certain situation that reminds the cutter of why she is cutting instead of jumping in all at once because you’ll overwhelm your readers. True?
2. “Why wasn’t it working anymore? Maybe I was doing it wrong..”—It doesn’t seem to be consistant. Cutters don’t think about cutting while they’re cutting they just do it. It’s an impulse thing. If it isn’t working, they’ll try new things to make it work but they certainly don’t sit there thinking about why it isn’t working. That makes no sense at all to me. sorry.
3. “I should have perfected my cutting technique..”—COnsistancy issues again. There is no perfect technique.
And might I just say, that your cutter doesn’t seem at all desperate. A lot, of cutters are. Self harm is an act of desperation for whatever reason. You need to clearly signify this in your piece if it is going to work.
4. “I sat there on the floor for at least an hour replaying in my head the event that had taken place”—that might be a good time to take us through the thought process instead of just skipping right along.
5. “Alex started speaking to me”—what good is stating this if we don’t know what she’s saying? Does it have any relevence to the situation? I think it might. Make something up if anything at all. I’d be a little sus if I saw my best friend sitting in my bathroom with a whole bunch of bandaids.
6. “I was cutting myself, with an exacto knife”—not wanting to sound repetitive, refer back to what I wrote about cutters and their relationships with other people. It’s the same problem. Cutters don’t just come out with it. It’s a little harder than that for most and you make it almost sound effortless. At least show that it is hard for Caitlin to talk about it by having Alex prod for information..
7. “I knew it was retard”—you could offend many groups of people with that pharase.
8. Question. Who are Matt, Reagan and Brendan? Okay, Brendan is supposed to be this dead boyfriend unless it’s another? In which case I’d make that more clear because it looks like he’s risen from the dead right now.
9. ”..order via Ms. Alexandria’s pool”—Ms? I think you mean miss. These kids are barely out of highschool.
You kinda lost me after about.. page.. 7. It was moving too quick for me to keep up and i easily lost interest with the addition of all these other characters who i didn’t really know. It’s a lot like being at a party and knowing no one. Your not going to have much fun there are you? Same deal here. I dont feel connected enough to these characters enough to care about them and that makes me want to skip right over their parts. Introduce them properly and this wont or at least shouldnt happen.
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I tried to stay very still hoping I could suddenly turn invisible-best line of the whole story. Made the whole scene come alive. Was the part with her and Brenden a flash back? I got lost that quick second. Cutting is a common thing, but a lot of people dont write about it. You really did a good job with the reactions of all the characters. It just had the busted! feeling in this story that made in seem so real.
“It had been almost a year, and yet I couldn’t stop causing myself pain.”—Surely you can think of a better opening sentence than that. Honestly speaking, if i read a book with that kind of title whether it be childrens fiction, YA, or adult, I’d put it directly back on the shelf [or on the floor]. Almost a year since what? Don’t be afraid to tell us what, but if you want to leave things out you can do that too. It’s about figuring a way to give your readers enough information but not too much, or none at all.
“But if it helped me forget how could it be immoral?”—That question makes absolutely no sense.
After reading the first paragraph, I’m hoping this isn’t another adolecent self-harm story, be careful of looking cliche. That can turn readers off right away.
People don’t cut for the hell of it, or to substitute pain, they do it to regain self control.
“whacked at pieces of skin on my wrists”—good use of words, makes the character seem careless and desperate.
“I was very afraid of and early death by her..”—Spot the typos. You don’t really need to use ‘very’ in front of afraid, it doesn’t do it much justice and I’m pretty sure AND should be AN. Q. Why would someone self harm when it was so easy to get caught?
Either these two are incredibly close, or you don’t quite know the common characteristics shared among self harmers. Nine times out of ten they don’t want anyone to know about it. It seems out of character for Caitlin to be so publicly admitting this.
“It’s has only been a year. And a year wasn’t that long really.”—Why wasn’t this long enough?
thins = things
“now she was putting band-aids over the cuts, trying to cover this crime scene.”—Just doesn’t fit the profile of a cutter.
I suggest you take a lot and read the contents of this sites:
http://www.parentlineplus.org.uk/index.php?id=447
http://www.selfharmony.co.uk/tellsomeone.htm
Information includes how to tell someone you self harm, and a parents guide on how to spot cutting. If in doubt its always good to do research on your topic. Theres nothing worse than having unrealistic flaws throughout a story.
Fix these up and your story may look promising.
’didn’t seem to work, the depression, and loneliness still had a hold on me’
The second comma there is unnecessary. It reads with a pause there, which is a bit awkward.
’I was very afraid of and early death by her’
I wasn’t exactly sure what you were trying to say in this sentence…
I liked your description of the can of worms not being a regular can of worms, but a big crazy one, that was well done.
I think you’re doing well writing for the YA crowd, especially with your references to ‘Rob and Big’ and ‘Punked’. MTV generation and all.
I’m assuming this isn’t the end of this piece? You should elaborate on her and Brenden’s relationship a bit more; as a reader I didn’t get a sense of the two together…maybe a flash back to when he was alive? And what killed him? But you do a good job displaying Caitlin’s feelings of desperation and sadness. Hope to see you finish it up.
There are a lot of a minor grammar, spelling, capitalization and punctuation errors. They look as though they’re things you just missed when typing fast. A quick read through should help you find them all… try reading out loud to find things you might miss when you read silently. Also you should start a new paragraph every time there is a new person speaking dialogue.
This story is told from the perspective of a 16 year old girl – you’ve done a good job with making the dialgue sound like that, but the narraration of the story is a little different. I know from the description of the piece that you’re under 18 – but really, to me, the narration outside the dialogue sounds like it was written by an older person trying to sound young. I’ll suggest trying to read it out loud again – do the words flow out of you comfortably? Are you speaking like normal? BECOME your character, come Caitlin; talk about yoruself (even things you aren’t going to write for the story); talk talk talk and write what comes out best.
You’ve written about a very sensitive subject, self mutilation… a lot of teenagers can relate to this. I don’t know who your intended audience is, but how this piece is as I just read it would seem to be good for a preteen to around 15 or 16 year old crowd. Me being a little bit older, if I just happened to pick up this novel at the library and read this first chapter as is, I don’t think I would like to continue – however, I think if I was still 15 I probably would want to. If your intended audience is younger teenagers than this piece is good for them.
I think this is a wonderful start – you obviously have talent for telling a story. Keep on writing!!
Unusual vocab for a 16 year old I think: “the company parley’s on the box” (and parley is a verb here, not a genitive). I could maybe see her thinking a difficult word, but can’t comprehend saving her tougher vocabulary when she’s with her friend, especially in a nerve-wracking situation.
Another read through would clear up a lot of spelling and grammatical errors such as:
“Alex broke the silen
ce with,”
and
“I all that I needed was just the band-aids”
I understand the narrator is young, but her references to Rob and Big, DC shoes, and even the word “bestie” can really alienate readers. Think about who you want your audience to be and add it to the notes. Because if the reader was much older than myself, she or he would have a hard time keeping up with a 16-year old girl’s thoughts.
It’s also weird how she would have to think about how long her boyfriend has been dead for. It seems for a moment she is really unsure, but if it created such a big impact, wouldn’t she be counting the days he’s been gone?
“via” seems to be used awkwardly here. I don’t believe you intend it to be a metaphor, but I believe that is how it is operating.
More errors (I can’t highlight them, but you should be able to find them in the quotes I provide you):
”’II don’t know. I guess I’ve tried to prolong…’”
”’...Caitlin your a big girl now’”
One more criticism: the dialogue between the two girls is a little flat; a suggestion could be to add more development between the two and flesh them out. Perhaps physical characteristics should be described.
Other than that, I like the plot so far and would love to read the rest.
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