Can someone read over my story and tell me if I'm doing ok?
It's just so hard right now and i need opinions on it to know if my writing is ok and structures ok. Cause I kinda feel like I switched the perspective or whatever and I just don't know if it looks right.
Story:
It was on that day, October 25th, 1999, that I, Liza, found myself waiting for an answer that could change my entire world. To this day, I remember it just as clearly. I was 21 at the time in my senior year of college. Eric and I had been going on strong for 3 straight years and the relationship with my family was strained at best. Through those years me and Eric would have rare opportunities where we’d have a day to ourselves, but most of the times we'd be juggling between our jobs and school. This specific day though was not one of those days, this day was unlike any other because this day i’d finally have The truth to what I've been asking myself all these years. “Where do we stand and where do we go from here?” thinking of the answer, the honesty and truth it would've held in it all made it that much harder to breathe. It was then that i knew just how i got here, and from the very beginning it never crossed my mind in the slightest.
It begun my freshman year of college. It had been bit of a blur as i day-in and day-out followed what i Believed i was destined to do, though this was not the case when it came to what i had actually envisioned for myself. The few days i do remember hold a sentimental significance to me in my everyday, and ironically ‘sentimental’ is the word i could come to summarize this whole story. Anyway let me continue, it was the week before our midterms and we were all preparing for the worst. We’d set up a tradition for the whole group to meet once every week at each others homes for hour-long study sessions. This time it was Sarah H.’s turn to host our get-together, and everybody knew that when you were invited to Sarah H.’s house you were in for quite the treat. The group had drickled in gradually, with Luke being the first, then Casey, Edward, Lennard, and Ruth. We all sat and made ourselves comfortable around Sarah’s coffee table. “Luke my boy how's number 6 coming along for you?” Lennard boomed from across the room. Luke lifted his gaze and gave Lennard a small shrug. “Wow! Tumbleweeds huh?...” Lennard had given a look of disappointment as he shook his head and returned back to his work. “Oh Liza i forgot to tell you! someone asked about you in my analytics class...i think he has a thing for you.”
Story:
It was on that day, October 25th, 1999, that I, Liza, found myself waiting for an answer that could change my entire world. To this day, I remember it just as clearly. I was 21 at the time in my senior year of college. Eric and I had been going on strong for 3 straight years and the relationship with my family was strained at best. Through those years me and Eric would have rare opportunities where we’d have a day to ourselves, but most of the times we'd be juggling between our jobs and school. This specific day though was not one of those days, this day was unlike any other because this day i’d finally have The truth to what I've been asking myself all these years. “Where do we stand and where do we go from here?” thinking of the answer, the honesty and truth it would've held in it all made it that much harder to breathe. It was then that i knew just how i got here, and from the very beginning it never crossed my mind in the slightest.
It begun my freshman year of college. It had been bit of a blur as i day-in and day-out followed what i Believed i was destined to do, though this was not the case when it came to what i had actually envisioned for myself. The few days i do remember hold a sentimental significance to me in my everyday, and ironically ‘sentimental’ is the word i could come to summarize this whole story. Anyway let me continue, it was the week before our midterms and we were all preparing for the worst. We’d set up a tradition for the whole group to meet once every week at each others homes for hour-long study sessions. This time it was Sarah H.’s turn to host our get-together, and everybody knew that when you were invited to Sarah H.’s house you were in for quite the treat. The group had drickled in gradually, with Luke being the first, then Casey, Edward, Lennard, and Ruth. We all sat and made ourselves comfortable around Sarah’s coffee table. “Luke my boy how's number 6 coming along for you?” Lennard boomed from across the room. Luke lifted his gaze and gave Lennard a small shrug. “Wow! Tumbleweeds huh?...” Lennard had given a look of disappointment as he shook his head and returned back to his work. “Oh Liza i forgot to tell you! someone asked about you in my analytics class...i think he has a thing for you.”
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