Post by zach on Jul 24, 2008 0:07:58 GMT -5
Title subject to change, this is a story I am working on writing. I am no professional writer or anything. I write to free the crazy nuts that I have in my mind, thats all.
Anyways lets start.....
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It was scorching outside that Monday morning Bill thought as he rose up out of bed. As Bill slowly staggered down the hall half asleep, giggle… Chills were sent up bill’s spine. Giggle… Giggle… Bill slowly turned to see where the noise was coming from. Gasp, there was nothing there… Bill stood there for a few seconds more wondering, maybe it was his imagination or it could be that I just pulled a double shift at work yesterday. As bill snapped back into reality and continued down the hall to the stairs leading the way to the kitchen. As bill neared the bottom of the stairs he could see what looked… like… BLOOD, on the kitchen floor. Bill stood at the bottom of the stairs motionless, peering around the corner to view farther into the kitchen. He followed the trail of blood with his eyes, until it came to a small child crouched down on the floor, hiding their face. Bill was started by this as he jumped back and gasped for air and said aloud what the f**k is going on.
Bill slowly started walking toward the child, when he was almost within reaching distance the child rose up revealing their face. Oh my dear lord bill said… It was a little girl wearing a blood soaked dress. There was blood running from her eyes and gushing from her mouth. Bill couldn’t move due to being scared to death. The little girl looked directly and bill and giggled, giggled, giggled. Then her he snapped very fast to the other side and she spoke. See… you… later … alligator… Then without hesitation, she was gone. Bill still in shock and awe turned in a full circle looking for the girl. And just like the girl, all the blood was gone. Bill thought to himself, what the hell is going on… am I going insane?
BEEP BEEP BEEP… Bill’s alarm clock went off, bill awaking in a panic. Bills arms were falling as if he was trying to fight. As bill sat there on his bed, gasping for air… he then realized it was only a dream, what a relief bill said.
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*Updated* July 28th 2008
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DADDY!! Stacey & Simon screamed, can we go outside. These are bill’s children age’s nine and seven, Stacey being the oldest. Bill nearly came out of his skin, not seeing his two children standing there when he woke up. Why don’t we go downstairs and eat some breakfast before we do anything, alright. As bill was headed to down the hallway with his children, the only thing he could think of was what had happened in his horrific nightmare. As they got to the bottom of the stairs bill was relieved that it was in fact just a dream and not real.
As Stacey and Simon sat up on the kitchen chairs, bill walked to the cabinets and asked what kind of cereal do you two want? Like every other morning they both want something different. Stacey wants Fruit Loops and Simon wants Boo Berry.After Bill gave the kid’s there cereal, he joined them at the table and poured himself a bowl as well. After a few minutes of silence other then the crunching noise of cereal Bill told Stacey and Simon that they would go to the park after he does his errands.
Ten Minutes Later
I am done Simon shots, me to replies Stacey. Alright why don’t you two go upstairs and put the clothes on that I laid out for you last night, ok? Gotcha and when we are done can me and Stacey go out back and play? Yes, but try to keep clean you two. Simon and Stacey go racing off upstairs to the bedrooms to change.
Bill get’s up and cleans off the table… Sigh, guess it’s time to do the bills . As he walks towards his desk in the living room, he mumbles under his breath. Here we go Bill says and pulls his check book and a stack of this months bills. Bill shuts the desk drawer and slowly walks back to the kitchen table. As he sits down he casually throws his checkbook and bills on the table…. Sigh. I hate this time of the month……
Thirty Minutes Later
Finally, he says while leaning back in the kitchen chair while stretching. “SHATTER”, “CRASH”, “SMASH”….. Bill franticly jumps from the chair and looks around, WHAT THE HELL……? As Bill stands in shock to see that three bowls that him and the kids had used for breakfast are now shattered all over the kitchen floor. As an ice cold chill runs up Bill’s spleen, he feels someone put there hand on his shoulder. Bill’s eye’s open very wide, because he knows that the kids can’t reach that high. Bill stands there for a few moments and he can still feel the hand on his shoulder.
Bill slowly turns around and ….. Nothing…. NOTHNG is in the room but me. What the fuck!! Bill now stands there motionless….. Bill looks out of the corner of his eye and notices something behind him….. As Bill slowly turns WHOOOOSH something white fly’s by the kitchen doorway and BAM!!! The hall closet door slams shut. Bill rushes to the kitchen doorway and then over to the hall closet…. Bill stands in front of the door nervously… then he slowly reaches out and grabs the door knob, Bill counts…. 1….2….3
Bill yanks the door open…. to find…. NOTHING! Bill looks in the closet it was empty as they didn’t use this closet for anything other than at Christmas time. Bill slams the door in a hurry, as Bill runs back in the kitchen to grab his checkbook and bills, he mumbles Fuck This Shit under his breath. Bill rushes to the back door, stops to calm himself…. then opens it and goes out. He see’s Stacey sneaking around the back door. Stacey he yells, where’s your brother? We are playing Hide and Go Seek, dad…. I am…. looking for him. Bill stands there after a few moments go by he shouts Simon…. time to go to the park. Simon jumps out of the bush and runs like a crazy man to the back deck, which lucky for Simon is base. Come on Stacey; let’s get a move on it, instead of going back through the house. Bill tells the kids lets walk around the house, why Simon and Stacey ask? Bill said the first thing that came to mind… Because IT’S A RACE!!! They all take of running around the house and Simon and Stacey blow by Bill. Bill says to himself, what the hell was I thinking… a race.
Anyways lets start.....
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It was scorching outside that Monday morning Bill thought as he rose up out of bed. As Bill slowly staggered down the hall half asleep, giggle… Chills were sent up bill’s spine. Giggle… Giggle… Bill slowly turned to see where the noise was coming from. Gasp, there was nothing there… Bill stood there for a few seconds more wondering, maybe it was his imagination or it could be that I just pulled a double shift at work yesterday. As bill snapped back into reality and continued down the hall to the stairs leading the way to the kitchen. As bill neared the bottom of the stairs he could see what looked… like… BLOOD, on the kitchen floor. Bill stood at the bottom of the stairs motionless, peering around the corner to view farther into the kitchen. He followed the trail of blood with his eyes, until it came to a small child crouched down on the floor, hiding their face. Bill was started by this as he jumped back and gasped for air and said aloud what the f**k is going on.
Bill slowly started walking toward the child, when he was almost within reaching distance the child rose up revealing their face. Oh my dear lord bill said… It was a little girl wearing a blood soaked dress. There was blood running from her eyes and gushing from her mouth. Bill couldn’t move due to being scared to death. The little girl looked directly and bill and giggled, giggled, giggled. Then her he snapped very fast to the other side and she spoke. See… you… later … alligator… Then without hesitation, she was gone. Bill still in shock and awe turned in a full circle looking for the girl. And just like the girl, all the blood was gone. Bill thought to himself, what the hell is going on… am I going insane?
BEEP BEEP BEEP… Bill’s alarm clock went off, bill awaking in a panic. Bills arms were falling as if he was trying to fight. As bill sat there on his bed, gasping for air… he then realized it was only a dream, what a relief bill said.
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*Updated* July 28th 2008
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DADDY!! Stacey & Simon screamed, can we go outside. These are bill’s children age’s nine and seven, Stacey being the oldest. Bill nearly came out of his skin, not seeing his two children standing there when he woke up. Why don’t we go downstairs and eat some breakfast before we do anything, alright. As bill was headed to down the hallway with his children, the only thing he could think of was what had happened in his horrific nightmare. As they got to the bottom of the stairs bill was relieved that it was in fact just a dream and not real.
As Stacey and Simon sat up on the kitchen chairs, bill walked to the cabinets and asked what kind of cereal do you two want? Like every other morning they both want something different. Stacey wants Fruit Loops and Simon wants Boo Berry.After Bill gave the kid’s there cereal, he joined them at the table and poured himself a bowl as well. After a few minutes of silence other then the crunching noise of cereal Bill told Stacey and Simon that they would go to the park after he does his errands.
Ten Minutes Later
I am done Simon shots, me to replies Stacey. Alright why don’t you two go upstairs and put the clothes on that I laid out for you last night, ok? Gotcha and when we are done can me and Stacey go out back and play? Yes, but try to keep clean you two. Simon and Stacey go racing off upstairs to the bedrooms to change.
Bill get’s up and cleans off the table… Sigh, guess it’s time to do the bills . As he walks towards his desk in the living room, he mumbles under his breath. Here we go Bill says and pulls his check book and a stack of this months bills. Bill shuts the desk drawer and slowly walks back to the kitchen table. As he sits down he casually throws his checkbook and bills on the table…. Sigh. I hate this time of the month……
Thirty Minutes Later
Finally, he says while leaning back in the kitchen chair while stretching. “SHATTER”, “CRASH”, “SMASH”….. Bill franticly jumps from the chair and looks around, WHAT THE HELL……? As Bill stands in shock to see that three bowls that him and the kids had used for breakfast are now shattered all over the kitchen floor. As an ice cold chill runs up Bill’s spleen, he feels someone put there hand on his shoulder. Bill’s eye’s open very wide, because he knows that the kids can’t reach that high. Bill stands there for a few moments and he can still feel the hand on his shoulder.
Bill slowly turns around and ….. Nothing…. NOTHNG is in the room but me. What the fuck!! Bill now stands there motionless….. Bill looks out of the corner of his eye and notices something behind him….. As Bill slowly turns WHOOOOSH something white fly’s by the kitchen doorway and BAM!!! The hall closet door slams shut. Bill rushes to the kitchen doorway and then over to the hall closet…. Bill stands in front of the door nervously… then he slowly reaches out and grabs the door knob, Bill counts…. 1….2….3
Bill yanks the door open…. to find…. NOTHING! Bill looks in the closet it was empty as they didn’t use this closet for anything other than at Christmas time. Bill slams the door in a hurry, as Bill runs back in the kitchen to grab his checkbook and bills, he mumbles Fuck This Shit under his breath. Bill rushes to the back door, stops to calm himself…. then opens it and goes out. He see’s Stacey sneaking around the back door. Stacey he yells, where’s your brother? We are playing Hide and Go Seek, dad…. I am…. looking for him. Bill stands there after a few moments go by he shouts Simon…. time to go to the park. Simon jumps out of the bush and runs like a crazy man to the back deck, which lucky for Simon is base. Come on Stacey; let’s get a move on it, instead of going back through the house. Bill tells the kids lets walk around the house, why Simon and Stacey ask? Bill said the first thing that came to mind… Because IT’S A RACE!!! They all take of running around the house and Simon and Stacey blow by Bill. Bill says to himself, what the hell was I thinking… a race.
