Can Dreams Become Reality?
Can Life Turn Around?
Gerards P.O.V
I've been working in Cartoon Network now for two years. I'm still leaving with my parents and with Mikey. He's been working in a bookstore near where we live. Things haven't been going that great for me. No one talks to me at CN, no one even knows my name. All i want to do is show people my drawings but I've been turned down so many times.
You see, I'm the kinda guy who can't get jobs that easily, when I got this job I was so happy but now I know what its like I can't help wishing I never got it.
Anyway I better get to sleep now, Got to be at work by 9 tomorrow.
* The Next Day*
I hurried out the door, shit..I gotta run, I only have 5 minutes.
Yes..got there in time!!
"Hey Joe, could you hold the door for me, I'm carrying quite alot of stuff,"
Oh my god, what an ignorant fucker. I did ask politely,twat.
Pushing the door open, I dropped most of my stuff but managed to pick it up and rushed to my desk.
Oh my fuck! What the fuck! I looked out the window..O-O...I stood there. Watching as planes flew right into the two buildings opposite the building I'm in. Seeing people, jumping out of windows, I couldn't handle it and ran back to my house.(A/N:I didn't want to go into much detail about this subject)
As I sat on my bed I realised that I should do something that helped people and helped me.
I gotta start a band!!!!!!!! Soo, I can call Ray,Matt,I think Mikey will join if I ask,but I need another guitarist..The only other person I know who can play is Frank...Should I forgive him?
*THE END*
I've been working in Cartoon Network now for two years. I'm still leaving with my parents and with Mikey. He's been working in a bookstore near where we live. Things haven't been going that great for me. No one talks to me at CN, no one even knows my name. All i want to do is show people my drawings but I've been turned down so many times.
You see, I'm the kinda guy who can't get jobs that easily, when I got this job I was so happy but now I know what its like I can't help wishing I never got it.
Anyway I better get to sleep now, Got to be at work by 9 tomorrow.
* The Next Day*
I hurried out the door, shit..I gotta run, I only have 5 minutes.
Yes..got there in time!!
"Hey Joe, could you hold the door for me, I'm carrying quite alot of stuff,"
Oh my god, what an ignorant fucker. I did ask politely,twat.
Pushing the door open, I dropped most of my stuff but managed to pick it up and rushed to my desk.
Oh my fuck! What the fuck! I looked out the window..O-O...I stood there. Watching as planes flew right into the two buildings opposite the building I'm in. Seeing people, jumping out of windows, I couldn't handle it and ran back to my house.(A/N:I didn't want to go into much detail about this subject)
As I sat on my bed I realised that I should do something that helped people and helped me.
I gotta start a band!!!!!!!! Soo, I can call Ray,Matt,I think Mikey will join if I ask,but I need another guitarist..The only other person I know who can play is Frank...Should I forgive him?
*THE END*