THIS IS THE INTRODUCTION
This is the introduction to my story. I have been told that introductions should be short, snappy and to the point. It kind of doesn’t really matter to me, because I usually skip the introduction when I’m reading a book, and I’m not really sure why a book needs an introduction when I think it’s better to just get right to the story. I guess it makes the story seem classy or important so I’ll give it a shot.
My name is Charles Siskin. Nobody calls me Charlie or Chuck or Chuckles or Big C or anything like that. Everyone just calls me Charles. That’s about the only bit of real logistical information that you’re going to get.
There are a lot of things that I won’t explain in this story. Or maybe I should say that there are a lot of things that I won’t explain in this narrative. My creative writing teacher, Brother Marvin, says I should practice using my vocabulary and saying exactly what I mean. But I also know that looking up a bunch of words in the dictionary can be a pain in the ass. So I have included, for your convenience, a handy set of footnotes on all of the new words I learned my freshman year. The definitions are official and correct and actually taken from the dictionary, but that seemed a little dry, so I’ve included my own little additions.
You know, I think it’s kind of funny how knowing and using a lot of words can be really great in some places and can get you into a shitload of trouble in others. Like in class. Teachers really pant and wheeze and get all excited when you use a lot of big words. On the other hand, if you use those same words in regular conversation with friends or students or other ordinary people, they think you’re a snob or a teacher’s pet or a wuss and sometimes that leads to getting the crap kicked out of you.
Which bring me to an important point: I’ll be leaving a lot of details out of this narrative. They won’t be the kind of details that someone reading this absolutely has to know. But I won’t tell you what city I’m in or what the real name of the school is and all of the names (except for mine) will be changed to protect the innocent (and the guilty).
But these kinds of details aren’t that important. The important things, like the events, are real.
Just imagine that this story is happening in any city in America … maybe any city in the world. I have to believe that my story is not so uncommon. Even though I might feel like I’m the only weirdo like me in the whole universe, that can’t be true. There must be boys like me all over the place. There must be. I have to believe that. If I don’t believe it, then what’s the point?
So ends the introduction. As a start, I would say that this introduction has really classed the hell out of the story so far. What do you think?
The Thousand Natural Shocks
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