Were should I start? I could start with the fact that I have always wanted to do This. I have always wanted to put one of my story's were people can see it. So I guess I'll start here. This story is totally a working of my imagination. I will probably use friend's and family as inspiration for my characters. I always do. Just so you know I am making this up as i go along. So I hope it comes out good. To all of you friends of mine who I am using as characters, look for yours! It's fun to see our self as something you aren't. So with out a further ado (what ever an ado is), let me present, My story.
I shot strait up in bed. Thunk. "ow" I mumble, as I rub my head. Note to self: Don't do that anymore. I guess it is hard not to do when your half asleep and about six feet in the air. If you haven't caught on I just slammed my head into the ceiling. I prick the little pieces of ceiling popcorn out of my hair, and look around. Why did I wake up so suddenly I wonder to my self. I grab the flash light I keep next to my bed (well on my bed) and do a little search light action. Nothing out of the ordinary, All my stuff is in the right places, I climb down from my bed, and do a routine look around. nothing under my bed. Just my bookshelf, and chair and things. I look under my dressser, Nothing there. Then I think about checking the closet. Isn't it like the number one rule of horror movies? Don't go in the closet armed only with a flashlight at night? I grab my wood sword, Just in case. I sneak up to the door. I put mu ear up to the door. "grrrrrrr..." I hear inside. My heart starts going faster. I decide to be the dumb blond and open the door. I grab the handle and slam the door open, Pointing my Sword at the source of the noise. "Miraror?" it's a cat. A small Calico to be exact. "what the heck are you doing In my closet?" I ask her. She doesn't respond. I pick her up and take her to my sister's room, I open the door and toss her in. (she protested at this.) The I went back to my room. I climb back up to my bed and Lie back down. All is quite, Then I hear a new noise. Sort of like a moaning. The hair on the back of my head stands up on end. I sit up again. It's coming from the closet. I really need to learn from horror movies. But I ignore the horror story rules and jump down, grab my sword and flash light, And head over to the closet. I hear the moaning again. This time Louder. I grab the handle, slowly turning it. I open the door, Terrified of what I am going to find, and really hoping it was going to be my cat. The door opens and I see a girl with her head down. She's pale. Like, really pale, never seen the sun pale. Her hair is dark and she has on dress. It's white with bits of red on it. I gulp. I don't think the red is supposed to be there. She looks up at my face. Her eyes are pale blue, Almost white. She looked excited to see a person. Her face broke out into a huge grin. "Hello" she says. "I am Lyra. I am also dead."
So what did you think? I'll continue it later But I need to do some school work. I hope you like it. Comment what you think. Bye Bri π
I shot strait up in bed. Thunk. "ow" I mumble, as I rub my head. Note to self: Don't do that anymore. I guess it is hard not to do when your half asleep and about six feet in the air. If you haven't caught on I just slammed my head into the ceiling. I prick the little pieces of ceiling popcorn out of my hair, and look around. Why did I wake up so suddenly I wonder to my self. I grab the flash light I keep next to my bed (well on my bed) and do a little search light action. Nothing out of the ordinary, All my stuff is in the right places, I climb down from my bed, and do a routine look around. nothing under my bed. Just my bookshelf, and chair and things. I look under my dressser, Nothing there. Then I think about checking the closet. Isn't it like the number one rule of horror movies? Don't go in the closet armed only with a flashlight at night? I grab my wood sword, Just in case. I sneak up to the door. I put mu ear up to the door. "grrrrrrr..." I hear inside. My heart starts going faster. I decide to be the dumb blond and open the door. I grab the handle and slam the door open, Pointing my Sword at the source of the noise. "Miraror?" it's a cat. A small Calico to be exact. "what the heck are you doing In my closet?" I ask her. She doesn't respond. I pick her up and take her to my sister's room, I open the door and toss her in. (she protested at this.) The I went back to my room. I climb back up to my bed and Lie back down. All is quite, Then I hear a new noise. Sort of like a moaning. The hair on the back of my head stands up on end. I sit up again. It's coming from the closet. I really need to learn from horror movies. But I ignore the horror story rules and jump down, grab my sword and flash light, And head over to the closet. I hear the moaning again. This time Louder. I grab the handle, slowly turning it. I open the door, Terrified of what I am going to find, and really hoping it was going to be my cat. The door opens and I see a girl with her head down. She's pale. Like, really pale, never seen the sun pale. Her hair is dark and she has on dress. It's white with bits of red on it. I gulp. I don't think the red is supposed to be there. She looks up at my face. Her eyes are pale blue, Almost white. She looked excited to see a person. Her face broke out into a huge grin. "Hello" she says. "I am Lyra. I am also dead."
So what did you think? I'll continue it later But I need to do some school work. I hope you like it. Comment what you think. Bye Bri π
cool! Is that how you really found the cat in your room?
ReplyDeleteNo, I heard her jingling under my bed in real life. She did freak me out though. Bri π
DeleteSo this was off the top of your head? Neat, it has kind of a comedy spin to it. :) Was nice talking to you. :D
ReplyDeleteYeah, I just made it up as i went along. I have a partial plot for the rest of it though.
Deletecool, I did something like that before, like off the top of my head.:)
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