Post by .:Cheyenne:. on Jun 17, 2006 15:06:42 GMT -5
And So It Began
Hi there! I'm Cheyenne. I'm sure by now you're pretty tired of hearing that name. But the reason you're seeing that name everywhere is because, well, my father founded this town. It's not so big, actually it's quite small, and little have heard of it. But it exists. It's right smack dab next to Tokyo, Japan. You see, my father was quite rich, and owned much land. Most he earned through wills of dead anscestors. That's where Cheyenne came from.
It all started in a small house in the center of Tokyo. My mom hurredly tightening my father's tie. He was supposed to arrange a meeting with some people to accept the offer of an unnamed town. There were no residents at this town quite yet, for over the years it became a very large forest. My great great grandaddy owned this forest, his house was in the middle of it. Of course to daddy the house didn't matter, it was the land. I was turning one years in a few months you see, so my mom and dad always tell me the story. I havn't a memory quite well enough to remember that day. But my daddy seems to bring it up every dinner.
He told me that he payed millions to cut down the forest, and build a new town. Again, it was small, but beautiful. Pink blossomed trees bloomed on every lot. Gardens were abundent in this unnamed town. My mom and dad loved me so much, they decided to name the town after me, Cheyenne. I suppose being wealthy payed off. The house my great great pappy used to live was bulldozed, and that's where my house is today.
About a year later, daddy knew it was only best to build in a school. There was a middle school, and elemntary school, and a preschool. But lastly there was a highschool, which my father named Cheyenne High. That's the school he couldn't wait for me to go to. Well I'm there now.
So I guess you could say I'm pretty well-known around this town, which...I guess you're right. My favorite part about Cheyenne is that all roads connect to the Pink House, or..my house. I refuse to drive a car, I walk everywhere, I'm almost never home. Things around here couldn't be better. At least...I hope.
It all started in a small house in the center of Tokyo. My mom hurredly tightening my father's tie. He was supposed to arrange a meeting with some people to accept the offer of an unnamed town. There were no residents at this town quite yet, for over the years it became a very large forest. My great great grandaddy owned this forest, his house was in the middle of it. Of course to daddy the house didn't matter, it was the land. I was turning one years in a few months you see, so my mom and dad always tell me the story. I havn't a memory quite well enough to remember that day. But my daddy seems to bring it up every dinner.
He told me that he payed millions to cut down the forest, and build a new town. Again, it was small, but beautiful. Pink blossomed trees bloomed on every lot. Gardens were abundent in this unnamed town. My mom and dad loved me so much, they decided to name the town after me, Cheyenne. I suppose being wealthy payed off. The house my great great pappy used to live was bulldozed, and that's where my house is today.
About a year later, daddy knew it was only best to build in a school. There was a middle school, and elemntary school, and a preschool. But lastly there was a highschool, which my father named Cheyenne High. That's the school he couldn't wait for me to go to. Well I'm there now.
So I guess you could say I'm pretty well-known around this town, which...I guess you're right. My favorite part about Cheyenne is that all roads connect to the Pink House, or..my house. I refuse to drive a car, I walk everywhere, I'm almost never home. Things around here couldn't be better. At least...I hope.
By Cheyenne Wilson.