Randomness22:05 Jan 10 2008
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so this is a story that my friends and I had to write in our Poe/Hawthorne elective class. the rules ere that we were only aloud to read the persons page who had written before us and that was it. this is how our story turned out^_^; (there was four of us BTW)
***** Indicates person change:)
*****She flipped her hair out of her narrowed eyes and gazed fervently at the glowing sun. Rivets of bloody cloud were steadfast to the sky and the red sunlight gleamed upon her face. She glared and ducked her head back down as she walked the narrow road. as she walked along the path, the weeds grew thicker and the trees more rickety. their branches reached out and clawed at her arms, drawing thin cuts along her pale skin. she tried desperately to hold back the tears, the the rage had built inside her for too long. she collapsed to the ground.
She lay on her back, spread eagled, and looked upon the taunting sun. the cloud's had darkened and moved tighter over the bright surface,, causing a veil to protect her eyes from being singed. she blinked many times and tentatively brushed salty remnants from her lashes. she licked her parched lips and begged for rain, but as the first breeze of the night brushed across her cheeks, she knew it would not come.
hour later, she sat in a tree branch, a smile on her face, and her chin resting on her knees. she lept gracefully, her hair, shiny red, swinging gently across her cheeks. she tucked the strands behind her ears and began walking again. she touched every tree and rock with her mind, and in her new found happiness she glamored the scene around her to be bright, calming and beautiful.
Bright, calming and beautiful that is, 'til she reached The House.
(NOTE: THE GIRL WHO WROTE AFTER ME IS DUMB AND CHANGED THE PERSPECTIVE)
****Once she reached The House, she wanted to leave. but she knew she couldn't yet. she had to pack her things and help everyone else pack if they hadn't yet. since they all planned to live somewhere else, she wandered if they;s go their sperate ways.
she wondered if they could live together without Miles. He was the leader of the group, the one who always decided where we were going and was we were going to do there. He's the reason Jason and I quit our jobs and Miranda dropped out. Just so we could go to San Fransico to make his movie with him. To Make his stupid movie.
It's all his fault! Its all his fault we left Lodi and all his fault we came out here! And its all his fault we lost our car and our money and our new friends and now our house here! And now its all his fault that he died! I just want him back. I just want my Miles back.
*****I'm sorry I really am! I was Just so upset. What will Jason think? Anyone could understand why I did it. I had to.
Like I said I went back to The House to pack up my things. I walked in and Miles came around the corner. His eyes were red as blood and that just pissed me off.
I started Yelling at him about everything. His stupid idea and, how he screwed his friends over and about his smoking. I go really fed up and i didn't know I had so much anger and strength. I've been sitting here for two hours and Jason just walked in.
****Why did he have to come now of al times? I was planning on facing him when I was more composed, but I suppose nothing goes as planned.
"Jason, I...I'm so sorry" I started, nearly in tears. Jason looked at me wearily.
"What have you done?" He asked anxiously.
"I finished the job...that dreadful, most miserable job." I cried.
"You didn't? You couldn't have!" He exclaimed.
"Yes, the deed is done and you will have no more problems," I said as I began to walk around the chair nervously, "and eventually you will forget....everything."
****I paced around the chair some more, occasionally stroking Jason's sallow cheeks.
"I did this for you," I muttered continuously." I did this for you."
I felt him tremble beneath the tips of my fingers. His eyes were glossy and wide.
*CRASH*
My hands dropped from his cheek s and turned toward the door of The House.
"I am not here." I said softly and silently left he room. I walked the narrow halls and left my imagination to decorate the bare walls. I gazed through every flowered door, every pretty room until i came to the one i could not decorate.
I stepped over the bloated body and stared at its puffy face nervously. I wiped my sweaty hands on my shirt and knelt by the corpse.
"Boss" was what i liked to call him. a nice, generic, no identifiable name for the man that destroyed all hoped for my Jason. My poor poor Jason.
I knelt closer to the body and straightened its shirt collar. as I performed tis perverse act, i thought of the reasons i had to kill off this feeble man. I consoled myself by reliving those horrible moments.
~FlashbaCK~
The boy trembled in front of the large grotesque man. The knife glinted horrible and moved steadily closer to the boy's neck. A tear slipped down his cheek.
"Please...I didn't mean it..." The boy whimpered, but the man's face contorted into and impish. smile. Suddenly the boy recieved a burst of adrenaline and grabbed the knife out of the man's hand. He felt a searing pain as the blade sliced into his skin, but hie was still able to stab it into the man's shoulder.
The man fell over, the smile still stuck on his face.
the boy gasped for breath and groped in his pocket for his phone. he dialed her number and felt a sliver of relief to hear her voice.
"Jason, I'm here."
The boy turned around and found the red haired girl kneeling by the body. he was so happy, he did not even try to fathom where she had come from.
She looked at the body carefully and quickly realixed that the man was still alive. her bright hazed eyes widened as the fell of the boy's shaking self. he bit his lover lip an tears dripped steadily down his cheeks.
"Go Jason, we must go."
The boy called Jason did not need to be any more convinced!
****We ran up the tall hill. Then we ran down the tall hill and repeated this several times for no particular reason at all. Then on the final time up the hill we decided to roll back down it. After we finished our escapade we realized that we were on grass, but this wasn't just any grass. NO, it was purple! That man that Jason killed must have been his drug lord and i must have accidentally gotten shot up with heroin when I grabbed Jason to make him hurry up. so here we were in this heroine land when all of a sudden Charlie the Unicorn popped out of nowhere!
"Where'd you come from" I asked.
"Candy Mountain." He replied. I looked down and guts were spewing from his side.
"HOLY HELL! WHat happned?" I exclaimed.
"Those damned purple unicorns were in league with that drug lord you guys killed. they took me to this wonderful place called candy mountain and then...THEY STOLE MY KIDNEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
****I woke up and found myself laying on the purple carpet in the living room. Everything was still spinning. I don't know what drug i took, but i will never take that one and dream of unicorns again.
I finally had enough energy to sit up. Jason was sitting with his head in his hands. What happened? can't remember!?!
"Jason, are you ok?" I asked. I didn't move and he just lifted his head to look at me. He had been crying. "Jason?"
He got up and left.
I pushed myself up and tried to run to follow him.
"LEAVE M E ALONE!" his voice shredding the air. " I have to leave, and you have to leave me alone!....FOREVER!
Tears welled in my eyes, "But..."
*****I took a deep gasping breath and continued. "But I hat to do it! He would have killed you if you had left his alive."
Jason stopped just before the heel of his left foot disappeared out the door. "Yes I know. But did you ever think that maybe i deserved it?" He left.
I lay crying on the floor, the festering corpse laying so behemothly next to me.
The House was silent and the glowing moon shone moonbeams gently across the horrid smile of the dead man. I stifled a cry. the man's eyes were wide and blinking at me wetly, I scrambled off the floor and pressed my back against the wall.
"But your d-dead" i stuttered weakly. He head rolled on his shoulder as he stood up shakily and started coming toward me, fast and jerkily.
"JASON!" I tried to yell, but my mouth had gone dry and cords of fear contracted my voice. a single tear slipped from my eye and traced a path down my cheek.
The dead man stopped a few feet in front of me and the smell of his molding body caused me to retch.
"omg omg" i muttered continuously.
****Surprisingly, Jason came back. HIs face was pale when he saw the corpse staring me down. I didn't realize what he was staring at. the corpse came towards me and i couldn't escape. the corpse jabbed my stomach with a sharp glistening dagger and he fell over and vanished.
I slid down the wall and Jason ran to my side.
****"God, why do you change the perspective so often?" I asked and lay dying.
"Ahem, well, I am God and I do what I want." God said.
"Well, is this story ever going to end?" I replied.
"Well, I guess it can end now if you want it to. "
"Thank you mighty omnipotent one!" I replied.
They all died.
THE END.
Ummmmmm. yah. that was our story. Great, hm?
COMMENTS
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wayne
01:18 Apr 28 2008
yeah that was an awsome story almost had me hypnotised as i read it do more please