HOW TO WRITE A GOOD STORY: SAMPLE AUTHOR BIOGRAPHY (ENGLISH AND LINGUISTIC PROJECT TOPICS AND MATERIALS)
How to write a Good Story: Sample Author Biography
TITLE: IT SHOULD HAVE ENDED BETTER
This is the story of a young girl who had a promising future and ambition, but along the way, the train changed its course of direction. Her name is Alexandra Michaels. I am that girl, and this is my story.
It was my first day in High school. I had just recently concluded my primary school education with the best performance in the whole set. Although I had dreams already from primary school, I knew it was here in High school I would begin my journey to achieve it. I had fantasized so much on how September 9th would be when I finally join the prestigious Baptist High School.
Daddy drove the Honda Accord today. I believe he did on purpose to please me because he knew I preferred it to the other smaller car we had. As he drove along the Highway, he shook his head to the rhythm of the Panam Percy Paul’s track and wore an approving smile on his face. With every turn he made at my direction, he would call me “my barrister” which always made me blush. I felt so much joy and pride in myself knowing how much fulfilment I was giving to my family especially my Dad whom I knew toiled so hard to see I attended the most expensive and top rated school in town even though we didn’t have much. I guess the thought of living away from home opened my eyes to the fact that I was starting a new phase but still, I found myself rather too happy and courageous rather than scared. I had never stayed a full day without seeing Mum.
When we finally arrived, I smiled heartedly and quickly jumped off the car in a haste to have a better view of my new home. I was so excited; I was going to be a boarder. As soon as I approached the gate, I saw a huge lady, pretty much elderly and I observed the respect accorded to her. I quickly concluded she was an important personnel in school. I smiled in return and extended my greetings to which she answered. She asked of my name which I told and then she asked a rather discouraging question after, if I were here to see my elder brother or sister for truly, I was very small in stature. I was only ten 10 years old then, February would make me eleven 11. My smile slowly vanished. I began to lose faith in my ambition.
The early morning bell rang like hot coals in my ears. I was exasperated. It was 4:45am. Tears almost streamed down my little eyes as I thought of the comfort at home and Mum and almost immediately, I saw another girl smiling at me. I frowned in amazement as to what seemed amusing to her but she smiled even harder extending her warm arm to me. “Good morning princess. I am Kemi Sofolabo. I am the Head girl and I have been assigned to watch over you”. I wore a disapproving smile now but deep within me, I felt privileged to personally know the Head girl of my dream school. The morning devotion seemed to take forever to conclude. I practically dozed off throughout and each time I turned my head to the extreme end of the multipurpose hall, I would notice a young boy smiling at my direction. I wasn’t sure what he was smiling at or who as the case may be but I didn’t care, my eyes were too heavy to be certain and I wasn’t curious either. Immediately we shared the grace, I dashed off to the dormitory for my bed. I was amazed to meet Kemi who apparently predicted my next step of action.” Coming back to bed yeah?” I couldn’t help but smile in agreement. She smiled back and explained certain rules to me which included my inability to go back to bed after the morning devotion. She always spoke so sweetly and yet firm. She was fair in complexion and had shiny long black hair. With each loving smile she wore, her dimples got exposed flaunting her natural beauty. She was someone who had begun to occupy a space in my heart.
