Ik zit nu een tijdje op het forum en heb ook besloten een verhaal te plaatsen. Het is het in Engels geschreven, maar het is niet mijn moedertaal dus ik verwacht wel dat er nog wat foutjes inzitten (:
Nou ja, kritiek/commentaar/tips; alles is welkom!
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“Call me,” he says in his husky voice that I love so much. I smile again and nod. Then I put one bag over my shoulder and my two suitcases in hand. Johnny bends forwards and quickly puts his lips on mine, and then I’m walking away.
I’ve never been really fond of flying. They say that it’s the most secure way of going somewhere, but it scares me every time we have a little turbulence.
I walk to the check in and place my two suitcases on the platform. I show the man my passport and then walk further for the regular stuff that happens at an airport. I let it all happen. My mind is somewhere else, you see. It’s at the time that I told Johnny I’d leave for some time.
“But… how long?” he asked. I shrugged, and sat down at our old, musty couch.
“Maybe a week… or two…” I said vaguely, while Johnny sat next to me. “Maybe a month. Or more.”
“A year?” Johnny asked, a little worried. I looked up from my fingers – which were entangled – and examined his face. He had the expression on his face that I’d seen a lot of the past weeks. I could tell he was trying to understand my feelings, but I felt he was in the wrong place. I sighed.
Je beginnetje is zeer leuk en leest goed weg, vind ik ^^ Je beschrijft ook best goed wat er gebeurt en ik kan me, ondanks dat ik enkele woorden niet goed versta, goed in het personage verplaatsen. Mooi gedaan! 
