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Today's Christmas. Finally it's come. I'm so excited. I'm about to unwrap my Christmas present. I know what it is. A BMX.
"Why don't you go out ridin' with ya mate's Dan'." said my Dad.
"Alright," I said. I got my bike and pulled it out of the house. I then started cycling around to my friends house.
They were already playing. They told me to follow them.
"OK!" I shouted.
We were going down a hill. Some snow fell on my face but I didn't mind. He reached the end of the hill and hit our brakes.
"That was fun!" Mark said. Mark's my friend.
"Yeah!" Sam said. Sam's my friend too.
I started cycling a bit. "What d'you wanna do now?" I asked.
They shrugged.
"I know! Let's go down that other hill!" I suggested.
They all agreed and we raced dwon the hill. I was at first place. I looked to my left and I saw a big white figure running behind Sam. I was sure it wasn't a giant snowball because it had stains. It had a little bit of red too...
"DAN'! WATCH OUT!"
I looked in front of me. There was a big tree in front of me.
"Oh crap!" I shouted. I tried to turn but I hit the tree and was rolling down the hill, getting covered in snow. I looked at Sam. The white figure was still running. I saw it's red eyes and shut mine. It was then I hit another tree and went flying in the air, about two metres above the ground.
I landed on my stomach. I felt the bike on top of me. I looked left and right. Mark was at my right and Sam was at my left. The white figure had gone. I stood up, wiped all the snow of me and got on my bike again.
"You alright!" Sam said. "That was a insane stunt man!"
I couldn't speak. I was too scared. There was a big cracking noise. We looked behind us and a tree was falling down! It was coming our way!
"RUN!" I screamed. We ran, which was hard because the snow was thick. The tree missed us by a inch! A million questions were running through my head! How did the tree fall down? Who was the guy with the red eyes?
I stood up to see Mark pulling Sam. Sam's leg got caught.
"OH NO!" I shouted.
"H-H-H-Help me." Sam moaned. "It really hurts. AAA! Stop pullin'!"
I looked at my bike. It was Ok. So was Sam's and Mark's. I helped Mark pull Sam out but he wouldn't budge.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Screamed Sam when Mark pulled very hard. "I said stop pulling so - what the?!"
We looked at what Sam was looking. There was someone just standing there. He looked like Santa Clause but he had red eyes. Knifes were sticking out of his bad. And his smile was freaky. He was just standing there.
"Who the hell is he," Mark whispered to me.
"Dunno. Woah!"
The man's hands came out of his sleeves and there were claws. Instead of fingers he had sharp pointed claws.
"Sorry Sam, but we're leavin'!" Mark said to Sam.
"NO!" I said. "We can't leave him with guy with the freaky face! Oh no."
"What?"
"He's gone!"
Mark looked behind him and realised I was right. "What dp we do now?!"
I didn't reply. I was to busy loking around. I should've noticed something wrong but I didn't. Mark noticed.
"WHERE THE HELL IS SAM!" Mark shouted. I looked at the tree. There was no more Sam. Just a trail of blood leading to where the man was previously standing.
"Quick!" I said. "Get on your bike! Let's quickly go back home!"
He cycled around until we found the hill that was easy to cycle up. We cycled up and up when something came rolling down. It was Sam's body. It hit my bike and stopped rolling. I stared at it in horror. There were three knifes stabhbed in his chest, a knife in his left arm and a knife through his mouth.
Mark was looking at it to. He screamed. I screamed. Everything went crazy. I started cycling up the hill as fast as I could. Mark was doing the same. I saw that he was crying. I wasn't. I was to scared.
Mark tripped on his bike and was rolling down the hill with his bike. The Santa Claus look a like came out of nowhere and stabbed him with his claws. His red eyes glowed. I got of my bike, threw it at him and started running up the hill. I looked behind me and he was climbing up to.
I reached the top and started running to my house. The man started throwing knifes. One hit me on the leg. I fell down. I screamed. I kept screaming. I felt another knife being forced into my back. I couldn't scream any more. Everything went black. The last thing I saw were his two red eyes...
"Why don't you go out ridin' with ya mate's Dan'." said my Dad.
"Alright," I said. I got my bike and pulled it out of the house. I then started cycling around to my friends house.
They were already playing. They told me to follow them.
"OK!" I shouted.
We were going down a hill. Some snow fell on my face but I didn't mind. He reached the end of the hill and hit our brakes.
"That was fun!" Mark said. Mark's my friend.
"Yeah!" Sam said. Sam's my friend too.
I started cycling a bit. "What d'you wanna do now?" I asked.
They shrugged.
"I know! Let's go down that other hill!" I suggested.
They all agreed and we raced dwon the hill. I was at first place. I looked to my left and I saw a big white figure running behind Sam. I was sure it wasn't a giant snowball because it had stains. It had a little bit of red too...
"DAN'! WATCH OUT!"
I looked in front of me. There was a big tree in front of me.
"Oh crap!" I shouted. I tried to turn but I hit the tree and was rolling down the hill, getting covered in snow. I looked at Sam. The white figure was still running. I saw it's red eyes and shut mine. It was then I hit another tree and went flying in the air, about two metres above the ground.
I landed on my stomach. I felt the bike on top of me. I looked left and right. Mark was at my right and Sam was at my left. The white figure had gone. I stood up, wiped all the snow of me and got on my bike again.
"You alright!" Sam said. "That was a insane stunt man!"
I couldn't speak. I was too scared. There was a big cracking noise. We looked behind us and a tree was falling down! It was coming our way!
"RUN!" I screamed. We ran, which was hard because the snow was thick. The tree missed us by a inch! A million questions were running through my head! How did the tree fall down? Who was the guy with the red eyes?
I stood up to see Mark pulling Sam. Sam's leg got caught.
"OH NO!" I shouted.
"H-H-H-Help me." Sam moaned. "It really hurts. AAA! Stop pullin'!"
I looked at my bike. It was Ok. So was Sam's and Mark's. I helped Mark pull Sam out but he wouldn't budge.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Screamed Sam when Mark pulled very hard. "I said stop pulling so - what the?!"
We looked at what Sam was looking. There was someone just standing there. He looked like Santa Clause but he had red eyes. Knifes were sticking out of his bad. And his smile was freaky. He was just standing there.
"Who the hell is he," Mark whispered to me.
"Dunno. Woah!"
The man's hands came out of his sleeves and there were claws. Instead of fingers he had sharp pointed claws.
"Sorry Sam, but we're leavin'!" Mark said to Sam.
"NO!" I said. "We can't leave him with guy with the freaky face! Oh no."
"What?"
"He's gone!"
Mark looked behind him and realised I was right. "What dp we do now?!"
I didn't reply. I was to busy loking around. I should've noticed something wrong but I didn't. Mark noticed.
"WHERE THE HELL IS SAM!" Mark shouted. I looked at the tree. There was no more Sam. Just a trail of blood leading to where the man was previously standing.
"Quick!" I said. "Get on your bike! Let's quickly go back home!"
He cycled around until we found the hill that was easy to cycle up. We cycled up and up when something came rolling down. It was Sam's body. It hit my bike and stopped rolling. I stared at it in horror. There were three knifes stabhbed in his chest, a knife in his left arm and a knife through his mouth.
Mark was looking at it to. He screamed. I screamed. Everything went crazy. I started cycling up the hill as fast as I could. Mark was doing the same. I saw that he was crying. I wasn't. I was to scared.
Mark tripped on his bike and was rolling down the hill with his bike. The Santa Claus look a like came out of nowhere and stabbed him with his claws. His red eyes glowed. I got of my bike, threw it at him and started running up the hill. I looked behind me and he was climbing up to.
I reached the top and started running to my house. The man started throwing knifes. One hit me on the leg. I fell down. I screamed. I kept screaming. I felt another knife being forced into my back. I couldn't scream any more. Everything went black. The last thing I saw were his two red eyes...
Must say, I expected better after reading your other story.
seconded.
C®ø§$ Bób wrote:
> Not as good as your last one you need to put your stories on word
> first coz I use to be the same. But now im put my stories on word and
> they are much better.
Bahahaha.
-.-
> Not as good as your last one you need to put your stories on word
> first coz I use to be the same. But now im put my stories on word and
> they are much better.
Bahahaha.
-.-
It's alright. A readible story, and it was a bit like watching something for a while on the Horror Channel, where you just see some weird killer slaying people.
I've re-read this and decided it's OK. I don't know how to make a good story.
Wow thats cool your stories are always great.
To be honest I always write my stories directly on here, I usually maintain the fluidity better without planning and drafting.
Not as good as your last one you need to put your stories on word first coz I use to be the same. But now im put my stories on word and they are much better.
Today's Christmas. Finally it's come. I'm so excited. I'm about to unwrap my Christmas present. I know what it is. A BMX.
"Why don't you go out ridin' with ya mate's Dan'." said my Dad.
"Alright," I said. I got my bike and pulled it out of the house. I then started cycling around to my friends house.
They were already playing. They told me to follow them.
"OK!" I shouted.
We were going down a hill. Some snow fell on my face but I didn't mind. He reached the end of the hill and hit our brakes.
"That was fun!" Mark said. Mark's my friend.
"Yeah!" Sam said. Sam's my friend too.
I started cycling a bit. "What d'you wanna do now?" I asked.
They shrugged.
"I know! Let's go down that other hill!" I suggested.
They all agreed and we raced dwon the hill. I was at first place. I looked to my left and I saw a big white figure running behind Sam. I was sure it wasn't a giant snowball because it had stains. It had a little bit of red too...
"DAN'! WATCH OUT!"
I looked in front of me. There was a big tree in front of me.
"Oh crap!" I shouted. I tried to turn but I hit the tree and was rolling down the hill, getting covered in snow. I looked at Sam. The white figure was still running. I saw it's red eyes and shut mine. It was then I hit another tree and went flying in the air, about two metres above the ground.
I landed on my stomach. I felt the bike on top of me. I looked left and right. Mark was at my right and Sam was at my left. The white figure had gone. I stood up, wiped all the snow of me and got on my bike again.
"You alright!" Sam said. "That was a insane stunt man!"
I couldn't speak. I was too scared. There was a big cracking noise. We looked behind us and a tree was falling down! It was coming our way!
"RUN!" I screamed. We ran, which was hard because the snow was thick. The tree missed us by a inch! A million questions were running through my head! How did the tree fall down? Who was the guy with the red eyes?
I stood up to see Mark pulling Sam. Sam's leg got caught.
"OH NO!" I shouted.
"H-H-H-Help me." Sam moaned. "It really hurts. AAA! Stop pullin'!"
I looked at my bike. It was Ok. So was Sam's and Mark's. I helped Mark pull Sam out but he wouldn't budge.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Screamed Sam when Mark pulled very hard. "I said stop pulling so - what the?!"
We looked at what Sam was looking. There was someone just standing there. He looked like Santa Clause but he had red eyes. Knifes were sticking out of his bad. And his smile was freaky. He was just standing there.
"Who the hell is he," Mark whispered to me.
"Dunno. Woah!"
The man's hands came out of his sleeves and there were claws. Instead of fingers he had sharp pointed claws.
"Sorry Sam, but we're leavin'!" Mark said to Sam.
"NO!" I said. "We can't leave him with guy with the freaky face! Oh no."
"What?"
"He's gone!"
Mark looked behind him and realised I was right. "What dp we do now?!"
I didn't reply. I was to busy loking around. I should've noticed something wrong but I didn't. Mark noticed.
"WHERE THE HELL IS SAM!" Mark shouted. I looked at the tree. There was no more Sam. Just a trail of blood leading to where the man was previously standing.
"Quick!" I said. "Get on your bike! Let's quickly go back home!"
He cycled around until we found the hill that was easy to cycle up. We cycled up and up when something came rolling down. It was Sam's body. It hit my bike and stopped rolling. I stared at it in horror. There were three knifes stabhbed in his chest, a knife in his left arm and a knife through his mouth.
Mark was looking at it to. He screamed. I screamed. Everything went crazy. I started cycling up the hill as fast as I could. Mark was doing the same. I saw that he was crying. I wasn't. I was to scared.
Mark tripped on his bike and was rolling down the hill with his bike. The Santa Claus look a like came out of nowhere and stabbed him with his claws. His red eyes glowed. I got of my bike, threw it at him and started running up the hill. I looked behind me and he was climbing up to.
I reached the top and started running to my house. The man started throwing knifes. One hit me on the leg. I fell down. I screamed. I kept screaming. I felt another knife being forced into my back. I couldn't scream any more. Everything went black. The last thing I saw were his two red eyes...
"Why don't you go out ridin' with ya mate's Dan'." said my Dad.
"Alright," I said. I got my bike and pulled it out of the house. I then started cycling around to my friends house.
They were already playing. They told me to follow them.
"OK!" I shouted.
We were going down a hill. Some snow fell on my face but I didn't mind. He reached the end of the hill and hit our brakes.
"That was fun!" Mark said. Mark's my friend.
"Yeah!" Sam said. Sam's my friend too.
I started cycling a bit. "What d'you wanna do now?" I asked.
They shrugged.
"I know! Let's go down that other hill!" I suggested.
They all agreed and we raced dwon the hill. I was at first place. I looked to my left and I saw a big white figure running behind Sam. I was sure it wasn't a giant snowball because it had stains. It had a little bit of red too...
"DAN'! WATCH OUT!"
I looked in front of me. There was a big tree in front of me.
"Oh crap!" I shouted. I tried to turn but I hit the tree and was rolling down the hill, getting covered in snow. I looked at Sam. The white figure was still running. I saw it's red eyes and shut mine. It was then I hit another tree and went flying in the air, about two metres above the ground.
I landed on my stomach. I felt the bike on top of me. I looked left and right. Mark was at my right and Sam was at my left. The white figure had gone. I stood up, wiped all the snow of me and got on my bike again.
"You alright!" Sam said. "That was a insane stunt man!"
I couldn't speak. I was too scared. There was a big cracking noise. We looked behind us and a tree was falling down! It was coming our way!
"RUN!" I screamed. We ran, which was hard because the snow was thick. The tree missed us by a inch! A million questions were running through my head! How did the tree fall down? Who was the guy with the red eyes?
I stood up to see Mark pulling Sam. Sam's leg got caught.
"OH NO!" I shouted.
"H-H-H-Help me." Sam moaned. "It really hurts. AAA! Stop pullin'!"
I looked at my bike. It was Ok. So was Sam's and Mark's. I helped Mark pull Sam out but he wouldn't budge.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Screamed Sam when Mark pulled very hard. "I said stop pulling so - what the?!"
We looked at what Sam was looking. There was someone just standing there. He looked like Santa Clause but he had red eyes. Knifes were sticking out of his bad. And his smile was freaky. He was just standing there.
"Who the hell is he," Mark whispered to me.
"Dunno. Woah!"
The man's hands came out of his sleeves and there were claws. Instead of fingers he had sharp pointed claws.
"Sorry Sam, but we're leavin'!" Mark said to Sam.
"NO!" I said. "We can't leave him with guy with the freaky face! Oh no."
"What?"
"He's gone!"
Mark looked behind him and realised I was right. "What dp we do now?!"
I didn't reply. I was to busy loking around. I should've noticed something wrong but I didn't. Mark noticed.
"WHERE THE HELL IS SAM!" Mark shouted. I looked at the tree. There was no more Sam. Just a trail of blood leading to where the man was previously standing.
"Quick!" I said. "Get on your bike! Let's quickly go back home!"
He cycled around until we found the hill that was easy to cycle up. We cycled up and up when something came rolling down. It was Sam's body. It hit my bike and stopped rolling. I stared at it in horror. There were three knifes stabhbed in his chest, a knife in his left arm and a knife through his mouth.
Mark was looking at it to. He screamed. I screamed. Everything went crazy. I started cycling up the hill as fast as I could. Mark was doing the same. I saw that he was crying. I wasn't. I was to scared.
Mark tripped on his bike and was rolling down the hill with his bike. The Santa Claus look a like came out of nowhere and stabbed him with his claws. His red eyes glowed. I got of my bike, threw it at him and started running up the hill. I looked behind me and he was climbing up to.
I reached the top and started running to my house. The man started throwing knifes. One hit me on the leg. I fell down. I screamed. I kept screaming. I felt another knife being forced into my back. I couldn't scream any more. Everything went black. The last thing I saw were his two red eyes...