Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2004 3:23 pm Post subject: My own story
This is my first time to write stroies in English. You know Im not a native speraker so sometimes I may make a mistake. But I hope you can understand what I wanna say. Now, let me tell you a real story about me A Chinese girl. The name of the story is Waiting for the answer.
Chapter 1 At that moment, Ill never forgot your name
3 years ago, I was a fool of basketball. One day, I had nothing to do so dad asked me if I would like to watch a NBA game on TV with him. OK, I said. But I could never thought it would change my life.
That was my first NBA game, Finals. The yellow guys were so bright (Lakers) but I prefer black. Because a boy who was in 3 attracted me so much that I took a shine to him. His special hair style, his tattoo, especially the expression in his eyes made me pay more attention on him. He was thin and not so tall as others. I could feel he was trying his best and he put more heart to play that game than the others even though that was my first time saw him. I was moved by his spirits. Who is he ? I asked my dad. Allen, Allen Iverson. Allen I read his name by heart silently three times. At that moment, Ill never forgot his name. Maybe this is Gods will.
From then on, Allen got into my life. I began to collect all imformation about him. And because of him, I started loving basketball, enjoying watching basketball games. I wondered why I hadnt noticed that basketball was so cool before I knew Allen.
Unhappily, I found out that I was only one who loved Allen in my class. Some of them liked Carter, some liked Kobe, some liked Trancy and so on. The most annoying thing was they always laughed at Allen. They said, look! How short he was! He could do noting! At first, I was so angry and had qurrel with them. Day by day, I was sick and tired of this, I thought everyone had his own idea about what they love. So I didnt need to care them. I just do myself, loved Allen. That was enough, wasnt it?
Joined: Jan 27, 2004 Posts: 17 Location: NONE OF A MOUTHA FUCKAZ BUZNESS
Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2004 9:51 pm Post subject: My own story
AAWW THIS LIL GUR GOT SOME TRUE FEELLINS 4ALLEN IVERSON IC. BUT 4 A WORD OF ADVICE A.I. IS MARRIED AND IF U PLAN ON WAITIN 4 EM THEN U GONE B WAITIN 4EVA. SO BABY DON'T WASTE UR TIME OKEY MA
Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2004 5:27 am Post subject: My own story
Chapter 2 I have ever been happy
Time flied. One afternoon, when I passed the basketball court of our school, there were some boys playing basketball. Hey, guy, you are like Allen Iverson! I stopped to look for who said as soon as I heard this. Then, I couldnt believe my eyes! There was a boy played very well. His action, his expression and even his clothes and shoes made me think about AI. (Of course AI is much better than him, but you know) Suddenly, the
ball flied out of the court and rolled toward me. I picked it up, at the same time, that boy ran over here. When I raised my head, he was looking at me. It kept for a while and I was the first to break the silent. Here you are. I gave him the ball. He just realized his purpose was the ball. Thank you. He said with a smile. Then I left the court. All had happened just now was like a movie. I couldnt stop myselt to turn my head back to see him twice. Hey, who he is!! Forget him. I talked to myself.
Next day, on my way home, I saw him again. He saw me too. And he stopped me, lets make friends, OK? I herad of you liked Allen, didnt you? Me too. So ..he stoked his head. I forgot why I agrred to be friends with him then.
From then on, we often went out. We went to the cinema, have the ice cream, go to the park Happyness was filled with our life. That year, 2002, it seemed I just paid little attion on NBA, on Allen. Perhaps he was too far for me. In other way, my real life was rich so that I didnt make time to miss him.
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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2004 8:20 am Post subject: My own story
YEA...THAT STORY WAS AIGHT...AND IM GUESSIN..IT'S TRUE..I FEEL U.. U INFATUATED
WIT DA MAN..BUT 1 SUGGESTION...DONT WAIT ON
HIM..THOUGH!..CAUZ U CAN WAIT UR WHOLE LIFE
AWAY!!..AND HE STILL AINT GOIN 2 COME..SO JUS GET UR SELF A MAN...SOME POPCORN AND SOME KOOL-AID{THE AMERICAN KIND}!..AND U AND
UR MAN CAN WAIT TOGETHER..4 HIS GAME 2 COME ON!!AND ENJOY!!
Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2004 11:52 am Post subject: My own story
Thanks Bamagrl3! Thanks Tim! Thanks AllensBabyGirl3! Thanks... I feel so happy now because of your support. I've just finished my English classes. Our teacher guy is from New York city! He is really friendly and cute! I love America! I love you! I'm sure one day I'll gonna see you!
Wait for me!
Joined: Jan 14, 2004 Posts: 149 Location: somewhere... and it's not here
Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2004 2:18 pm Post subject: My own story
heyyyy... nice! i also make stories but fics about certain shows whatever. Is this your life story? wow why don't you write a letter and send it to... do you have programs in china that shows your life in tv? you can send it to them! anywayz keep it up!!!
Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2004 5:55 pm Post subject: My own story
Chapter 3 Ill be waiting for you.
On the third, April, my birthday, I received a gift from that boy. It was a little purple box. Guess what? A bracelet! Well I didnt know what it was made of. But I liked it. He hoped me to wear it everyday. So I did. Both of us were satisfied.
Nice things always come and go. One afternoon, while my friend and I were walking to the basketball court, a girl walked toward us. From the expression of her eyes, I didnt feel she was friendly. In fact, she wasnt. Hey, do you like Allen? Yes, I replied. Oh!! Dont try to fool me! I dont believe you. Look! What are you wearing ? Where is your Allens bracelet?? ( Allen always wears a black bracelet, I bet youve seen! It is sold in China ) Hahaha You arent his fan. You dont have the qualifications. Remember only I could see him one day and you couldnt!! She laughed at me. After her words, I said nothing. I cried and ran off my home. When I got home, mom saw me crying. Whats up? She asked. Nothing. Dont worry mum. I just felt not very well and I dont wanna have dinner. Then I got into my own room, closed the door. (Well, mom is mom) She knocked at my door and said, hey tell me what had happened? Nothing!! Please leave me along, OK? Then I began to listen to the music. When I was cut up, I always did it. And in this way I would feel better. Whats wrong with me? I stopped loving Allen? No! No! Never!! I love him so much. How could I do that? I took out a picture from a box. It was full of Allens posters, pictures and some article that on magazines. That picture was my favorite. Allen smiles so happily. I looked at it for a long time. I realized that I had never forgotten him. Perhaps he was too far for me so that I put him into the bottom of my heart. But my love has never changed. Then, what about that boy? Who is he? Yep, he was just an image of Allen. Well, I wondered if I had liked that boy. I didnt know. To be with him, I was really happy but when I realized who had taken away my heart. Maybe he was just my good friend. Very very very good friend, not lover. That night, I called him. Hey, me. I said. ( This is our habit, we dont need to say this is , we know the voice of each other) Oh, whats up? Your voice was Did you cry? I didnt answer this question. Well, I have an idea to tell you. Go ahead. Uhhh I didnt know how to start. What? He asked. Well, do you think we are friends or lovers? Come on! Whats wrong with you? He said and laughed. Please answer my question, OK? I think we are lovers, arent we? I like you. What do you think? When I heard this I couldnt believe that. What should I do . However, I dicided to tell him my real idea. Hey, whatever we are. Now its over. I dont wanna cheat on you. I just found out that I love Allen, although he is an impossible dream for me. So, do you understand? He was in silence. After a while, he broke the silence. If you did that you would lose your own happiness. I know what Im doing. Ive read a book and it said, a person needs just 3 things, someone to love, something to do and something to hope for. Allen is my dream, Im sure one day my dream will be come true! Right? Youre too obstinate. Maybe Could you answer my last question? Will you still like Allen even though you wont like anymore? Yes. Thank you. Youre so kind. Have you just noticed this? His voice was filled with sorrow. ( I felt ) Anyway, please forgive me. Were still friends. Good night. I finished this conversation. I cried. He was really a good boy and he looked after me carefully. But Ive hurt him. I turned my head up and looked at the sky. It was at night but there were a few bright stars. How nice they are I talked to myself. Allen, how are you? Although you are in the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, Ill waiting for you. Ill waiting for the answer. I will.
Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2004 5:59 pm Post subject: My own story
Tomorrow i'll go to school. So chapter 3 is so long. My story hasn't finished. I'll keep on writing and send them as soon as i'm free. Thanks for reading it.
Joined: Nov 22, 2003 Posts: 485 Location: MEMPHIS AND CARMELO'S HOUSE
Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2004 1:21 am Post subject: My own story
quote:Originally posted by waiting for the answer:
Thanks Bamagrl3! Thanks Tim! Thanks AllensBabyGirl3! Thanks... I feel so happy now because of your support. I love America! I love you! I'm sure one day I'll gonna see you!
Wait for me!
WHY YOU DIDN'T NAME ME. I'M THE FIRST ONE THAT GAVE YOU PROPS. I'M JUST PLAYING. I LOVE MESSING PEOPLE SOMETIMES. IN A GOOD WAY. NEVER TAKE ME SERIOUSLY. WELL SOMETIMES. YOU ARE DOING A GREAT JOB. KEEP IT UP. I REALLY LIKE IT.
[ February 03, 2004: Message edited by: lilboomer ]
Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2004 6:04 pm Post subject: My own story
Chapter 4 A game that I will never forget, Allen, youre the best!
After that night, I havent seen that boy for a few days. It seemed this was Gods will. Perhaps it was good for both of us because we would feel embarrassed if we met each other. I knew I had broken his heart. However, I tried to lay it to rest with the time flying. And I put all of my heart into whatever about Allen. Everyday, I would surfed the internet to search his news as soon as I got home. And then watched the sports news. People cant live without the air and water. Allen seemed to be my air and water. The happiest thing was to watch his games on TV. ( You know watch a game of his team is too hard in China ) But they lost all games what I had watched. Although they were just general games, I didnt wanna see his failure.
A few days later, the Play offs was coming. From that, I realized how deeply I loved Allen. Can you remember sixers first game? Ill never forget. Without showing that game on TV, I had to surf the internet to look up the result. I was so nervous. That season ( last season) wasnt great for Allen. Trancy Mcgrady did a good job and got the score-man ( Sorry, I dont know how do you describe that honor) Also, Kobe kept scoring over 40 points for many games. Maybe in others eyes, Allen sucked. But I didnt think so, he did tried his best for his team. And each sixers fan knew that obsolutly.
When the internet-page opened, I saw both Lakers and Magic won their first game. And Kobe and Mcgrady had got the highest points in their game. God . Allen, you could did that as well as them, couldnt you? I talked to myself. Then, what did I see? I must be seeing things! Sixers won!! How about Allen? He got 55 points! Of course he was the most outstanding one of the 3 superstars. I was so happy. But I cried. You must be wonder why I cried. Well, he got 55 points! Everyone would say, hey Allen, youd done a great job! But how many people knew how tiredly he felt. 55 points! Half of his team got. What did his teammates doing? I didnt mean his teammates did so badly. I just meant a team was a company. Allen could get 55 points once, twice. But he couldnt always do that. If Allen just got 10 points, he would be subjected to the censure of public opinion. In fact, he had tried his best.
Perhaps I thought too much. Sixers victory must give each player so much energy. Allen must be proud of his excellent showing. I should be happy, shouldnt I?
I believe that every morning there is a new rising sun, and everything can always have a new start. I hoped other players could help Allen a bit more, so that Sixers would going a bit farther. Make a wish
Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2004 8:07 am Post subject: My own story
Hi~"waiting for the answer":
I am so moved by your chapter!!That's real~~I think both of us have the same wish and hope!
I like Iverson very very very much!!!And,I like playing basketball too!AI is the half of my life,I celect all his books,pictures,photos,news,Games on TV,his dics~~also I have many his shoes and T-shits!
I didn't image that I would come across a girl who loved AI so much in China!!Today,I know,she is you!!
I really wanna to be one of your friends,if you don't mind~for....we have almost the same experience!!!
I gues I'm seeing this a bitt too late. I just wanna say that I really really like your stories.(I hope you'll read this) There's a boy in my town that really looks like A.I., he's short,slim and plays basketball amazingly well. Only problem is that he's vain (but still so cute). Anyway, respect from Croatia, keep writing the stories
Joined: Mar 30, 2004 Posts: 8 Location: here i am duh
Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2004 10:57 pm Post subject:
thats a great story i loved it. ai is very good but to love him is a little weird. but i cant doubt you . ima g uy so i wouldnt love him that would be sick _________________ can you block me now NO
AAWW THIS LIL GUR GOT SOME TRUE FEELLINS 4ALLEN IVERSON IC. BUT 4 A WORD OF ADVICE A.I. IS MARRIED AND IF U PLAN ON WAITIN 4 EM THEN U GONE B WAITIN 4EVA. SO BABY DON'T WASTE UR TIME OKEY MA 
