Creative Writing: Continue the Story of "The Other Time" by Peter Appleton
Creative Writing : The Journalist’s visit
Continue the story (The other time, by Peter Appleton)
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“Yes.” she answered blankly. At first sight, the man standing in front of her wasn’t impressive, nor a surprise.
“Hum, yes uhm, my name is Scoop, Scoop Appleton. And, uhm, I am here as a journalist from the Sunday Blare. You see, we find your… story… very intriguing, interesting. I am sure you have had other people come and ask you for details, but we are extremely serious in this relevant loss and we know that for you…”
“What. That it’s horrible for me? That I should want to kill the judges? That I should want fight my sadness by shouting injustice?! Look. Talking drama will not change a thing. Your offer does not interest me…” She said this staying calm and not caring but still with an incredible force in her voice.
Scoop was still under shock of her beauty and character. He only managed to get a few words working their way out of his mind.
“Yes I understand, but I am sure our offer will cover the emotional difficulty this would imply…”
“Paul is dead. That’s basically it. Your money will not get him back, and I don’t see how your article will be beneficial for me or change other’s point of view.”
“It must be hard to be like this on your own now. We can help you to have an easier time. We know that it is during mourning that people need some help, support. And we can give you that. We think people need to know the truth, the injustice here. This might change everything! All we want is your story”
“We surely have never been rich, and now I need money more than ever. But I am not interested in your money.” She said firmly.
Surely she has her principles, Scoop thought, but her loss must be raging inside her.
“We understand. We know it must be hard for you. But we are not looking for problems. We think you are an intelligent woman who has the right to be heard. I’m sure your husband was a good man, and your life must have been lovely in your lovely home…”
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Continue the story (The other time, by Peter Appleton)
...
“Yes.” she answered blankly. At first sight, the man standing in front of her wasn’t impressive, nor a surprise.
“Hum, yes uhm, my name is Scoop, Scoop Appleton. And, uhm, I am here as a journalist from the Sunday Blare. You see, we find your… story… very intriguing, interesting. I am sure you have had other people come and ask you for details, but we are extremely serious in this relevant loss and we know that for you…”
“What. That it’s horrible for me? That I should want to kill the judges? That I should want fight my sadness by shouting injustice?! Look. Talking drama will not change a thing. Your offer does not interest me…” She said this staying calm and not caring but still with an incredible force in her voice.
Scoop was still under shock of her beauty and character. He only managed to get a few words working their way out of his mind.
“Yes I understand, but I am sure our offer will cover the emotional difficulty this would imply…”
“Paul is dead. That’s basically it. Your money will not get him back, and I don’t see how your article will be beneficial for me or change other’s point of view.”
“It must be hard to be like this on your own now. We can help you to have an easier time. We know that it is during mourning that people need some help, support. And we can give you that. We think people need to know the truth, the injustice here. This might change everything! All we want is your story”
“We surely have never been rich, and now I need money more than ever. But I am not interested in your money.” She said firmly.
Surely she has her principles, Scoop thought, but her loss must be raging inside her.
“We understand. We know it must be hard for you. But we are not looking for problems. We think you are an intelligent woman who has the right to be heard. I’m sure your husband was a good man, and your life must have been lovely in your lovely home…”
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