We enter in on a scene showing nothing of any real importance. All that there seems to be is a handful of fruit trees and a small tin shed in someone's backyard. As that this is early in the morning it appears to be rather dark out. And out strides a boy who looks to be about 14 in age. He has dark hair and eyes, which in this lighting looks even darker. He continues out to the fruit trees, looking for something to help fill his brown sack. But as he does so he is startled to see a dark shape fly out from a tree near him to behind the tin shed. "Um, hello?" the boy tries to build courage as he edges towards the shed. As he nears the shed he
We come across a small group of young children grouped together near a field.
"Mr. Norrix told us we shouldn't go out this far." Said the tallest of this group.
"You don't have to come with us Todd." Said the only girl of the group.
"Well I think it sounds like a good idea." Said a voice that sounded like a thirty year old straining to talk as gruff as possible. "Wait, what's that sound?"
"What sound?" asks the one called Todd. Just as he says that they all turn off to the right as they all heard at once a rumbling sound getting closer. "Wha, What is that?!" then a mass of old men ridding segways came out of nowhere heading towards them
We enter in on a scene showing nothing of any real importance. All that there seems to be is a handful of fruit trees and a small tin shed in someone's backyard. As that this is early in the morning it appears to be rather dark out. And out strides a boy who looks to be about 14 in age. He has dark hair and eyes, which in this lighting looks even darker. He continues out to the fruit trees, looking for something to help fill his brown sack. But as he does so he is startled to see a dark shape fly out from a tree near him to behind the tin shed. "Um, hello?" the boy tries to build courage as he edges towards the shed. As he nears the shed he
We come across a small group of young children grouped together near a field.
"Mr. Norrix told us we shouldn't go out this far." Said the tallest of this group.
"You don't have to come with us Todd." Said the only girl of the group.
"Well I think it sounds like a good idea." Said a voice that sounded like a thirty year old straining to talk as gruff as possible. "Wait, what's that sound?"
"What sound?" asks the one called Todd. Just as he says that they all turn off to the right as they all heard at once a rumbling sound getting closer. "Wha, What is that?!" then a mass of old men ridding segways came out of nowhere heading towards them
Yeah I'm the howl3d you can find me here and there hiding in the background but always with the same basic username. I wish I had the time to give all of my stories, but sadly the going is slow. If anyone ever wishes to talk feel free I'll get back at you as soon as possible.
School is back in tomorrow and I have to finish my paper, only problem is that I can't for the life of me remember what to I am supposed to be writing about. :[
Worse than that is I can't find my draft inside my files, maybe it's on my flash drive but that's at a different house, and my prompt somehow ended up prudentially thrown away.
So once more a combo of self shooting and distractions has left me dead in the water.
Don't know why any of you would care but I figured whens a better time to use a journal?
I sat here for fifteen minutes fighting over the wording to help portray my thoughts, then it hit me, just blurt it out and see how it fits.
Why would anybody ever limit themselves just to conform with the social norm?
Is it better to live a happy life not knowing, or to live a life of strife knowing?
Just thoughts of mine I felt like posting in this lull of activity.
Ok not much to say here except that I will be throwing some more stories soon. And by soon I mean I have more time open now than I've had the last month so yeah. For all who read this here's to hoping for the best.