The Love Battlefield
Sharon S. Saeteurn
About The Author
I, Sharon Sio Saeteurn, live and was born in Sacramento, California. I started writing at the age of seven and was born on August 15, 1997. I’m still in school, and I am Mien (a type of Asian language). I have two older brothers, one younger sister, two parents, no pets, and no awards for my stories yet, and I have many friends that are also my fans. I listen to R and B type of music and watch any hilarious shows or movies, and I love to read any fantasy book no matter how short or long it is.
I was a huge Harry Potter fan but not anymore because I am now a Narnia fan. The Harry Potter books made by J.K. Rowling were very enjoyable, but I needed more excitement. I still like them books and movies, and I am still a fan but not as huge as last time.
I like to watch humorous shows such as Family Guy, The Simpsons, American Dad, King of the Hill, George Lopez, The Bernie Mac Show, Scrubs, Two and A Half Men, and many more. I prefer hilarious, dramatic, and romantic movies than others. Some people say that I’m like this kind of writer: You don't just create compelling stories; you see them as clearly as a movie in your mind. You have a knack for details and dialogue. You can really make a character come to life. Chances are, you enjoy creating all types of stories. The joy is in the storytelling and nothing would please you more than millions of people seeing your story on the big screen! I personally hope that someday this story or any of the other stories that I have written will be in theaters someday.
Some people say that I have a shy personality. I tend to hesitate before trying new things or meeting new people, but once people get to know me, I open up and show the world what I am really all about. I think that’s sort of true. I can be stubborn at times, very depressed, and too modest.
I think that once you know who you are, you can’t change yourself from being you, and nobody knows you better than you. If you have a twin then maybe not, but they do have some desires that are different. You should never let hurtful words discourage you from being you and following your dreams. If you have a reason for doing something that is a bit odd then you shouldn’t be embarrassed because you’re just being yourself.
It probably started in second or third grade that I thought that I was too tall for my age, and it was just tough for me to fit in with the other kids that were shorter than me. I’m actually am taller than most of my cousins that are one, two, three, or four years older than me, and they would get ashamed a bit when they stand close to me. In third grade, I wanted to play jump rope with my friends, but the problem was that whenever the two people swung the rope, I would be too tall for it to go over. I would get very mad and sad about how they would laugh at me because of that. Now, I’m in the sixth grade, and I am more “relaxed” about my height because there are more tall people in my class. My friends actually like me being taller than them because whenever they play tetherball and one of them is about to win, they tell me to put it higher. I get embarrassed but “proud” because a person that is shorter than me can’t really do that unless they transform into a monkey and climb the pole. While I am getting older and moving up to different grades, I want to get taller.
Everyone has a flaw, but maybe they don’t notice it as much as the other people do. You might be too short, too tall, too nice, too skinny, have obesity, arrogant, bossy, cruel, or corky. No matter what it is, you can definitely fulfill your dreams and nobody can stop you because they’re just trying to put you down.
I have many favorite authors, but here are the ones that I can name: Stephenie Meyer, Stephen King, Darren Shan, C.S. Lewis, J.K. Rowling, Gail Carson Levine, and many more that I forgot.
I dress normal in dark and sometimes light clothes. My favorite colors are dark but most people know that I like black better, but I also like some light colors. The light colors are white, yellow, pink, orange, light- green and gray and my other preferred dark colors are emerald, indigo, scarlet, and violet. When I realize it, I favor every color in the world, but black is my number one desired color.
I know perfectly well that some people will not like the stories that I write, and I don’t expect everybody that reads my story to like them. I say to that, “I know that some readers will not like my stories, and I’m acceptable with that. I am still proud even when only one person takes pleasure in them. I am still a kid though and have many more experiences ahead of me. Hate it, love it, whatever, and at least enjoy one of my stories that I made.”
I am really working on becoming a famous fantasy author because I truly believe that I can accomplish that goal. I dominate ELA. There are many examples to prove it, but the best one was when I was in 6th grade and took the second ELA Benchmark test. A few days later, my teacher told me my score, which is 99.9 percent accurate, so I only missed one on the test. I wasn’t the only one to get that score, but I was still very proud of myself. It was hard to believe for myself.
It’s the year 2009, and I’m still in the 6th grade. Next year, I will be in middle school and I know that I’ll be put in an upper class for ELA. I don’t want 6th grade to end because most of my best friends are going to a different school. They want me to go to the school that they’re going to, so they could still read my stories. They also consider me as one of their favorite authors. Seventh grade, for me, is going to be very miserable because I’ll not with my friends. They said that I will get new friends, but I said that it’s hard to make new ones. I knew most of them for 2, 3, or 6 years. When I do have to face that, I will not find new friends in 2 weeks because I will have to find people that get along with me like them. I will never forget about my best friends even when we are 5,000,000,000,000 miles away.
While I am preparing to become an author, I think about me becoming one in the future. I don’t think that I will be an aristocrat, but I want to be one because I want to get my family out of this miserable house that we’re in. I will use the money to buy a big beautiful house that has rooms for each of us. I am still waiting ‘till the day when I get honored an award for my stories, but I know that I will have to earn it. I am at the 1st step of becoming a novelist. I said, “I’m sure that this is the road that I’m walking, and I’m stepping on the gold path to my dream of becoming one of the best fantasy authors that ever lived.” It feels great to be stepping on the path that will make me have an amazing future.
Oh, I don’t think that I can write 280 pages like other famous authors. This story is going to be about 80 pages, I think. Stephenie Meyer wrote about 500 pages for her novels, and that’s bloody brilliant. If I reach over 100, that’s swell for me, and my goal is to reach that much pages. I want you all to enjoy this story and wish me luck.
Behind My Love For “Him”
For about two years now, I loved a dreamy person named Ben Barnes, Prince Caspian. Everybody in my class said that he is ugly, and I sometimes think that of him. I just don’t like his looks but his personality. He’s a humorous, smart, achieving, and talented person for my opinion. In my sixth grade class, when I’m around, my classmates say, “Prince Caspian." They say that to me because they want to kid around with me or see me blush. It’s a bit annoying, really, but I get used to it. I, a hundred percent sure, know that I’ll never meet the actual human Ben Barnes face to face. Cardboard, picture, TV, and other illusions of him don’t count as me meeting him. I know a hundred percent sure that I’m not the only one that loves Ben, but I might be the only one that knows that he’ll never meet and love me. I really don’t care about that because I can make him meet, love, and, maybe if I wanted to, marry me in my fantasy stories that I write myself. The story that you’re about to read is a type of love story between Ben and me. It’s a bit non- fiction because what are in parentheses are real words that I say to the story while I write it. I think that’s the only reason why that makes this story more unique than the other unrealistic books you’ve read. You may hate my stories or love it either way my dreams of becoming an author will come true. If I do achieve it, I will be VERY exhilarated!
The Uniqueness of This Story
The thing that sort of makes this story stand out from others is the parentheses because I “overuse” it to a good thing. I rarely use it for describing but use it for entertainment. I write my comments, the real date, and time of the present in them. I tell about what I did on that day when I added more to the story. I just wanted the readers to read about how I personally build this story. Later, you’ll read one of my parentheses that read me going to sleep after writing the first part of it. I added the time when I built the story. I put them in mostly every chapter. I think on one chapter, I will be describing Power Math for readers that don’t know what the heck it is. In them, I also added big events like the Grammy Awards. I had fun experimenting with it, and remember that true words and actions are in those revealing parentheses.
Dedications
· 1st I want to thank my sixth grade classmates for enjoying my first book.
· 2nd My fans that will always love my writing and are always eager to read my next work.
· 3rd My crush (Ben Barnes) because if I never known him in my life, I’ve never have wrote this story at all, he’s one of the reasons why I should keep going to be an author, and he is one of the reasons why I wrote this story.
· 4th And to my teacher (Mr. Castro) for helping me get a computer, so I can type my story out, helping me become an author, and for helping me do better in school.
· 5th I also want to thank his sister for actually letting him give me the computer. It was a HUGE help for me for this story.
· And last but not least, I personally want to thank the other people that supported and helped me achieve my dreams. If you are those people, THANK YOU SO MUCH! I really do appreciate you all.
· P.S. I will thank these people when I get an award for my stories. Thanks for all of your respect towards me. It means a great deal. We’ll see what awaits me in the future.
Poem
“My love for Ben is genuine, but the fact that I’m a stranger to him cuts through my heart deeply. I’m too late, now, to get his heart, so tears of sorrow runs down my cheeks. This story symbolizes, in a way, about how finding and being with your love one is difficult because there’s always a plot cutting in. I always knew for a fact that Ben will never have a desire for me, and I get very frustrated when people keep saying that he doesn’t like me and already has a girlfriend. It makes my heart melt when they put the pressure about it. I still love him though, but my heart is fading away from him…slowly fading.”
A Short Prologue
In this story I show and explain that I don’t think that I am the right girl for Ben because he’s way out of my league, but he thinks the total opposite of that. He is trying to persuade to me that he loves me. It is confusing when I finally have the opportunity to have a chance with Ben but don’t want to. I’m not timid but am afraid that I will embarrass Ben. People might wonder why he is dating a certain person like me. It’s completely tough love, and that’s why the title is called “The Tough Love Between Ben and Me.” Ben really tries to make me see that he loves me and doesn’t care what about other people say about us. I just want to be friends, but my heart says more than that. I don’t think that I am the perfect one for him, but the truth is that he is the perfect for me no matter what I and other people think. I know that I am the right one for Ben, and this story-that I wrote myself-is depressing but interesting to read. There are heartbreaking parts that I hope that you won’t cry or get sad about.
After Earl Warren Elementary school bell rang; I headed home on my two feet. It was a sunny and breezy day combined. My neighbors were packing up their belongings in big brown cardboard boxes. The father was helping the moving men put the boxes in the moving truck. The mother was sitting on a porch waiting for me to come home from school, so she is can tell me something before she leaves. Cindy, the only child, was playing with two Barbie dolls. One is a brunette named Samantha, and the other that has light- brown hair is named Cinnia. Cindy was playing with them outside on a picnic blanket by using her voice for them. She is going to be one of those people that will understand everything, and she will be going on an “adventure” with me soon.
Hundreds of miles away in England, a family is also packing up their belongings in boxes into moving trucks. The family will go to their grandparent’s house first while the trucks are going to Sacramento, California. They are moving in to my neighbors’ old house. Days later, I will meet one of the kids of the family, and the love story will begin.
Chapter 1: “Moving”
MY LIFE WAS VERY ORDINARY LIVING IN AN APARTMENT IN California. Every thing was like a list in my life: wake up, comb my hair, eat something sugary, watch television, read, write stories, and take a nap. I am the third child in my family, the third tallest, first nicest, and third smartest. My name, like you know already, is Sharon S. Saeteurn, I am still eleven- years- old because my birthday is later in the summer, I love reading and writing fantasy stories, and I love to hang out with my friends. I’ve been living in the apartment for two years now, and I am a sixth grader.