An Unfinished Story From A Mind

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I'm always having stories in my head. Everything are fiction and somewhat novel. A teenage novel perhaps. Every time my mind starts to think of or imagine stories I want to write it down and the best thing to picture it out is through a manga - an anime magazine. But too bad I don't know how to draw and lazy to write this out. I didn't even know if its good enough but the scenes and the way it is pictured in my head, I want to draw it out really. The stories I imagine are continuous and I'm narrating it in my head if I'm not doing anything or bored. Bad thing is I don't write it down since I'm lazy as I have just said. This is the first that I am actually in front of the computer and started typing of what's in my head. I don't know how to start but here's the scene I had made in my mind, of course its a continuation so you might not get it wholly. Just want to share you the story of my mind: Peter then looked serious, his gaze straying away from Sydney, then said, "Why do you hate me so much now? I thought we were doing fine. I'm even thinking that you're coming into terms with what you feel and I'm happy about it. But, you suddenly went aloof. Each time I'm trying to get close to you, you're staying away from me like I have a disease. You seemed to boil just at the sight of me. I'm frustrated since you became close to Ken. I'm jealous. Tell me, what are you mad about me?" She stared at him for a moment, surprised at how serious and frustrated he looked. Then, turning her head down, she spoke, "Im not mad at you. I was just afraid that it would cause a misunderstanding... specially that you like... Lina." Peter stared at her, dumbfounded. She continued, "That's why I tried to avoid you..." Just as when she continued, he interrupted, still staring at her. "Where'd you get that from?," he said. She looked at him then looked away, embarrassed. She stuttered, "I... I... I didn't mean to eavesdrop but... when I tried to go in the rooftop to get some fresh air, I accidentally saw you... hugging her hile saying I like you." Stunned from confusion, Peter lifted his hand and touched his forehead. Then he remembered how Lina confessed to him at the rooftop. But he knew what happened and Sydney just got it all wrong. " I was with her in the rooftop because she told me that she likes me. She had been my childhood friend and my bestfriend if it be called that. I really like her and that's what I told her, then I did hugged her as I want to show her how important she is to me as my bestfriend, a special person," he explained. Then looking at Sydney's eyes he continued, " But... I also told her... that I love someone already." Okay! so basically that's it. A glimpse of the story running in my head. Please don't tell me its just one of my fantasies about love because its not, since in real life I have my own private life that is greater than these stories. I just can't stop creating stories in my head and I'm not insane. I just didn't want to write it down since I'm lazy. Could I be counted as a writer if I did write these thoughts down? An amateur that is. Well, I don't write it actually since, first, I'm lazy and second, I don't think the story is good enough and its loooong. Nobody might be interested to read it. Sometimes its also one of those cliches so I just leave it in my mind. Well, you have read the story created in my mind and I don't know if you like it since its just a glimpse of what's happening in the story that I have in my mind but please say so if you felt that I should stop thinking about these since its bad.