Bipolar Disorder Support Group
Bipolar disorder is not just a single disorder, but a category of mood disorders marked by periods of abnormally high energy and euphoria, often accompanied by bouts of clinical depression. This is the place to talk about your experience with bipolar disorder, learn from others' experiences, and find support.
You know how it goes from the last story!
I'll start with a few sentences and then the person below me will write a few, and so on and so on.
You can make the story into anything you like! No guidelines!
(This story will be in first person. That means it's the char talking and narrating, using *I* and in past tense)
The air was think with morning dew. I took a deep breath and enjoyed the freshness of the air. It was so wonderful to be away from the chaos of the city.
I'll start with a few sentences and then the person below me will write a few, and so on and so on.
You can make the story into anything you like! No guidelines!
(This story will be in first person. That means it's the char talking and narrating, using *I* and in past tense)
The air was think with morning dew. I took a deep breath and enjoyed the freshness of the air. It was so wonderful to be away from the chaos of the city.
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Here is my new brother, copper :) He's so tiny! Moo and Tuck were ok with him on first meeting. Rocket due to his severe aggression will never meet Cooper.
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`why did they ever stop making these classics?' thought i, as i sped out onto the blacktop, leaving a plume of dust in my wake, and a slight squeal of rubber on road.
`ahh...today is a great day to...
How they loved that old Packard.. whizzing down the highway the wind blowing through their hair.. when suddenly out of nowhere came....
he was mouthing something in that monotone gutteral gasp, but the engine was roaring too loud, and the stowaway gorillas were causing a hubbub.
i turned in the seat, yelling....
old bull nodded, grunting out baritone mud.
loui, hand signaling the need for a pit stop (is the pee pee dance universal??) began hurling bananas at the windshield.
ned, incensed, yelled out....
ned, who's pistol, upon closer inspection, was a water pistol, put the barrel in my mouth, squeezing off a nice, long slug.
`blechh' i frowned, suddenly nervous in my own skin...`it's pepermint schnapps-what kind of unhinged madman carries schnapps in their pistol? is there canola oil in your flask???'
i tapped my fingers nervously on the steering wheel, waiting patiently for....
I do agree with Panch thought, a little more subtlety would have increased the drama. The increasing tempo and plot line was a little too Laurel and Hardy for me, but what do you expect from a bunch of gorillas driving a Packard!
Where is Shlay to start a new one. Nope, past my bedtime. Got to get off this computer - look for a new doc tomorrow and so forth. Good nite ladies and gentlemen!