Literacy Narrative 2

So, the last literacy narrative that I wrote wasn't good enough because it was about math, and literacy narratives are supposed to be about reading and/or writing. So, I wrote this one. It's basically a story about what experiences led me to develop different writing styles. I souped it up a bit, and even put a futuristic ending. So, needless to say, it's not real at the end. The rest is, though! It took me a bit longer to write this one than usual papers take me... so tell me what you think of this one please. :)

THE BOY IN THE COMPUTER


She sighs, lifts her hands, and begins to type. The emotions soar through her body and out her fingertips as she elaborates on her side of the story, her fantasy, and her point of view. She invests her time in a soulful poem, where she can truly express her emotions regarding him… the boy she loves; anonymously, of course. She wouldn’t want anyone to know her secret fantasies, her secret love affair; her secret feelings for a boy who could never love her.

Could he ever love me? I think about him all the time, and wish constantly that he were mine... I wish he’d see the light in mine; soft and sweet, deep brown eyes.

She learns to write poems this way. She writes these poems with the utmost emotion and love. As her words are articulated in a rhythmic pattern, she fantasizes on what could be if she were just to express how she feels. But would she dare tell? The only thing she even has the guts to tell is her computer; her source of education, her source of opportunity, her source of freedom. With her computer, she can tell the truth freely, and no one’s there to tell her she can’t. She’s not “wrong”, she’s not “scandalous”; she’s a writer. Creatively and freely, she begins to type a long poem, dedicated to the one and only boy she’s ever loved. Will he ever know? He may never know, but she always will. The poems that she writes daily will stay within the confidence of her computer screen. Smiling, she gently strokes the keys on her keyboard.

He looks at me, his smile’s so kind. I stare at him, lost in his eyes. I’ve never seen such eyes like these. So deep, so sweet, just like the sea.

Years later, will she look at these poems as silly? Or will she look at them as the history of her life? Will she hit the ‘delete’ button with an annoyed expression, or will she smile and compile all the sweet notes she wrote together, and save them forever?

Two years pass. What were ten notes became hundreds by the end of two year’s time. Never had she shown anyone her literacy, her gift for poetry and rhythm, because it’s a secret. The topic with which she elaborates on so freely is a forbidden emotion. Or is it? She’s grown into a free-spirited girl, with long brunette hair and a tall stature, with soulful golden eyes. But those eyes, those riveting golden eyes, hold a secret. They can see through others, but no one can see through them. Though many knock, she refuses, staying loyal to the boy in her computer; the one she’s loved for two years. They’ve started talking now, and it soon becomes clear that the boy in the computer has strong emotions for her as well. Are they forbidden? Not at first. But too soon a more powerful force demands an end. Her golden eyes, filled with tears, watch those notes slip away as she softly hits the delete button. Her secret was harshly rejected, her beautiful writings spat upon, and her emotions trampled on. But she learns the hard way, and
with emotions like Beethoven, she angrily writes. Still, she is not bold enough to expose her secret. Her writings are guarded with top security. She learns to write bitter songs this way. With tears streaming down her cheeks, she presses on the keys of her piano before pausing to write down the harsh lyrics.

“He stepped on the remains of her broken heart, begging for her to stay. He wished he could hold onto her, but it was already too late…”

A year has passed. She’s grown so much emotionally and spiritually, and learns to write beautiful prayers.

“Lord, please help me to stay so strong in You that when you do provide a relationship for me, I will still seek you and not let that boy swallow me whole.”

Her smile shines beautifully through Christ-lit eyes as she writes in her prayer journal. She’s grown into a peaceful young woman, with a quiet and gentle spirit, full of laughter and joy. But she writes with a little bit of a hole in her heart; a strong desire for love… but only from him. She still only loves him, the boy in the computer, and writes beautiful prayers asking Jesus to give her the strength to have patience. Though granted patience fulfills her, she still yearns for him. But with patience and faith, she prepares herself for what God will do in her life. She writes to her Savior, her Unconditional Lover, and her Friend.



“Lord, I pray for redemption and I pray for peace. Peace to watch Your work become complete. I know I can’t see that the end is in sight, I’m caught up on the “troubles” of life. But if I would humbly put my trust in You, I know that You soon will see me through!”

Two years later. This girl comes home from college with an engagement ring on her hand. But who is she engaged to? The boy in the computer emerges into the room as she leads him to her computer. They sit. They read. He is overwhelmed by her love, and proclaims this with a passionate kiss…

…And then, I sigh. But this time, it’s different. It’s a happy sigh. I’m satisfied. And I gently lift my fingers, and begin, yet again, to type.