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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Write in the ADVENTURE genre (05/24/07)

TITLE: Dashed Hopes
By Janeil Harricharan
05/30/07


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What better way for a college kid to have an adventure after coming out of the spring semester than to go on a road trip with you and your buddies?

I thought the same thing. It was the grandest plan for the summer. The open road, my CD player, my friends...

But it never happened.

First of all, Mom said no. That was the decisive blow.

Second, I didn't have 'buddies' to go with. Mom might have let me go if I had people to go with, but going on the road by myself was a no-no.

Third, people don't matter. She stated that you shouldn't be with a girl until you're ready to be married, and the guys will kill you, take your car & your money.

Then came the distance factor; I had to be home by the end of the day. What happened to the week-long trip? Why? Because 'its safer for you'...

So as I stare at the road atlas that lays on my bed, I wonder why I never have good adventures, much less any. Why does my parents bully me around like this? I would move, but even working full time all week, I won't have enough money to move somewhere. I look at my betta in his tank next to my computer.

"I'm sure your mom didn't tell you 'no road trip'." I commented glumly. "She must have been nice."

"What else do you expect? I can't drive!" My fish replies. "I never did see my mom; got separated into breeding tanks."

I stared at him for a moment. "Did you ever have adventure?"

"Not that I know of..." the fish trails off and stares at my willow ball from Pier 1 Imports next to the tank.

"That makes two of us." I load Freespace 2 on my computer. "Maybe I can't go on a real trip, but that doesn't stop me from imaginating until I can get adventure." I turn to my fish. "Strap yourself in, we have to destroy that Shivan Juggernaut."

"Hoo boy...turn up the sound, baby!" My fish does a 'happy dance'

I click "Run" and lock the room door. One day when I get friends that my parents can't object to, Mom realizes that Indians can do stuff Americans do, and gets tired of me playing on the computer, maybe I'll get to do something. But until then,me and my fishie are going to rock.


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Jan Ackerson 06/02/07
A story filled with poignance and longing.
Kristen Hester06/02/07
I was so happy the fish talked to the boy so he would have a friend. Creative story about a lack of adventure. Watch out for changing tenses. Nice.