heheheh... Hi
Yeah, this is my first time posting here... yeah
So I wanted to share my writing for my RHG's story, and I want you guys to give me 1 love, and 1 wish.
So basically 1 thing you loved about this, and 1 thing you wished I could of put in this.
Thanks in advance.
It's funny how one second of your life, can change you. Montana was always getting picked on, like he was nothing. He was treated poorly, and was sick and tired of it. But, one Friday... he was done. Right when the school bell rang, he ran passed the school bus, straight into town. ''Let's see here... 7/11, Dollar Store, Thrift Shop.. Ah! There it is. The Dojo.
One of Montana's friend told him about this place. He walked in. ''Um.. hello? Hello?''
''Why have you come here..'' said a voice in the corner of the dark room.
''I have come to learn the ways of fighting.'' said Montana. ''Hmmmm.. I see. If you really want to be trained, I must tell you this now. Once your a fighter, there is no going back. This is your decision.'' the voice said.
''Yes! Yes! I'll do anything!'' I said without thinking. The lights turned on. I met the voice, his name is Master Ronshu. He was a specialist in powers. We trained, and trained, and trained. I learned the kinds of rock, people think rocks are useless, but for me, they are weapons. I was taught to create weapons from any type of earth. It may seem like a good thing, but I just didn't have the guts to actually hurt the people who were picking on me. I had the urge to fight. There was one place for me to go, the Rock Hard Gladiator tournament.
