MP 2 PROJECT....
Texte du Storyboard
- First
- "Don't worry sweetheart. you'll make great friends"
- "Why can't that be me? Why don't I connect as well as they do with others"
- Second
- think smarter not harder
- Third
- This was our 4th time my family has moved. My mom finds great job opportunities but we must move for them, which includes me. I am taken from everything. I have to start new all over again. I go to the the mall with my mother shopping for my school clothes as I see a group of kids from my school hanging out together "why can't that be me?" why don't I connect as well as they do with others?"
- Fourth
- "make any friends"?
- "how was school today?
- My mom doesn't know how hard it is to fit in especially as a girl. As soon as we come home I go straight to my bedroom and lie down on my side of the room. I come in a family with 3 brothers and my beautiful and amazing mother. My brothers got along with everyone without hesitation. I am tired of being told to belong. I simply do not belong. Not here. Not to people. not even school. Every day I go to school people think i'm some quiet, shy random outsider.
- Fifth
- I think about when life wasn't about jealousy and people wouldn't judge one another. Why do I have to be snotty, nosey, and be in a crowd of people who could care less about me and more about their own popularity? I get used to this new house passing by my little brother's filthy room and come home with a knockoff smile only to find my mother sitting in the kitchen welcoming me.
- Sixth
- "how was school today?" she says. "Did you make any friends?" My vision becomes blurry with the tears filling up in my eyes. I had a great day today and got along with people so well." I say. But I have tons of homework im gonna go get a headstart on it. She runs upstairs into her room that she shares with her little brother.
- My heart hurts to lie to my mother. My head aches and feels heavy. As I look out the window to see the sungrazing away as it soon plans to set. The cool fresh breezy air goes across my face and glazes throughout my scarf. I feel the mystical wind give a nice breeze throughout my face and dry the tears off my face. The breeze felt cold and soft. It makes me think.
- The air is so refreshing and I see the trees swaying to the wind. This is where I belong. Nature is a place where you don't need to belong. Nature is a world where nobody has to understand no one except yourself, not the school, not this small town, and not to this group of people. I truly belong here. To life....
Plus de 30 millions de storyboards créés