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Okay, this is the first part of a three part story I’m working on.
You wont understand a lot of things first part though so get ready.
I had a great time writing this and I hope you enjoy.
Lets get started…
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I stand before her, looking into her eyes. Remembering the times we had and how she changed my life.
I stand before her and the world stops. Time itself just fails…
I can’t do it…
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6 Days From Then---Wednesday, 2001
“Hey Grix is that you!” Mystique yelled from afar.
She pranced up to me smiling while I was knelt down on the ground skipping stones into the murky waters of Faith Lake. She sat down behind me and crossed her arms around my neck.
“Why are you touching me?”
“Don’t like girls touching you, do you Grixy? Heh”
Mystique was always doing this to me. We sat there in a strong awkward silence.
“When my sister comes back from vacation…….will you treat me differently Mysty” I said.
“Huh”
“Your girlfriend…my sister. Will you treat me differently”
She puts her face beside mine without answering my question. Her eyes focus on the stone cross merging from the lake.
“Grix, what do think it means?”
“The cross? Uh, religion and stuff I guess. It’s been there for ages though so there really isn’t an answer.”
I stand up and she releases me. I start toward home. I always feel uncomfortable around Mystique. She acts as if she likes me yet she’s going out with my sister Mai. I’ll never understand her….
Women are weird.
5 from then—Thursday, 2001
Awaking to the sound of gunfire leaves a person foreseeing what else there is to come throughout the entire day. You want to make yourself think that the world is going fine outside your window but the sounds of tranquility differ from the booms of chaos.
There’s been a war going on since the beginning of the year. The small calm town of Courage has taken sides thanks to religion……
A war brought upon by religion. Just the sound of it is a little ironic. Basing a war on religion to me just seems like a huge dispute on who has the best imaginary friend. Bloody stupid if you ask me…
Awaking to the sound of gunfire leaves a person foreseeing what else there is to come throughout the entire day. But that’s when she came…
“Pssssst, are you naked” someone whispered from across my room.
I stagger my head out of my covers.
“Who the hell are you”
“Pssssssst….are you naked under those covers! Are you naked boy? NAKED!!!”
She wore a pink tiara with orange parachute pants and a tight bikini top. She looked about 25. Her body was amazing but her style was something the naked eye would wince at.
“Get the hell out of my room!!!”
“I got in through the window. I used my mallet…Oh how I love me mallet” She gripped on a sledgehammer with a tiny metal head. She licks it slowly and shoves it all the way into her cleavage so it hangs from below.
“It wasn’t gunfire….”
“Are you full….as if you had eaten a lot…”
“Huh”
“ANSWER ME NAKED BOY!” she jumps atop my bed and lifts me from my covers by my arms, exposing me. “You ARE naked!! NAKED BOY! Haha, dangly parts.”
“Put me down dammit! And get out of my house!”
“Fine” she places me back in my covers and jumps off the bed. “Oh wait I almost forgot” She walks up to me and gives me a strong jab in the stomach. “That should help out the process”
“AH! GET OOUUUUUTTTT!!!!!”
She takes two steps toward my broken window and looks back smiling. She had a gorgeous smile…lots of teeth. “By the way my name is Rosalind. Ross for short. Bye naked boy…see you later” with one smooth leap she dives out my window.
What was that all about?
I tried to forget what happen and didn’t tell dad. Him and I haven’t been to social since my mom died at the start of the war. He’s been trying to go out with anything around him with a rack for a month or so now. It bothers me seeing him even talk to other women so soon…to the point that now we just don’t talk.
After that long morning of violations of my personal space and privates I went over to Faith Pond. Mystique was already there and it felt strange but I was actually happy to see her. She was splashing around the rim of the pond in her school uniform.
“Hey Mysty”
“You didn’t go to school today….I was worried.”
“I wasn’t in the mood.”
“Grix, you just can’t run off whenever something’s wrong.”
“Why not?”
“Life doesn’t go that way. In life your suppose to face problems head on and deal with the consequences.”
“Maybe life is to much for me then. Maybe life is just something I can’t and shouldn’t handle.”
“Shut up Grix. Don’t say things like that. And by the way lay off the nachos you’re a little bigger around the waist since yesterday”
“Ha, stop messing with me Mysty”
I stepped into the pond with her and she hugged me tightly. Mystique is a great girl. I could really tell why my sister likes her so much. Her eyes were blue and her long straight hair gave off a great shine of brown. I hate to admit it but every time I see her I learn that I enjoy her company and I almost….like her.
Is it wrong to have a slight crush on your sister’s girlfriend…well apparently Mysty doesn’t think it’s wrong to like your girlfriend’s little brother.
When I came home that night my dad approached me with a smile on his face. I hate it when he’s happy. I think it’s because I haven’t been really happy since mother’s death.
“Son guess what!!”
“Uh, what?”
“GUESS!”
“I don’t feel like it. Just tell me”
“NO! You have to guess!”
“Did you------“
“NOPE! Remember that newspaper ad I made for a room for rent. You know, the room next to you! Well someone finally rented the room”
“Ah that sucks. Were going to have someone else live here. When does he move in.”
“SHE! It’s a full-breasted SHE! NOT HE SON! SHE!!!!!!”
A women walks out of the hall and hugs my dad. She wore a tiny cowboy hat with sweat pants and a bikini top with a sledgehammer plunged in it.
“DAD! Get her out of here! She’s psycho!”
“GRIX! Don’t talk to your new house mate like that!”
“WHAT!!!!!!!!!!” his words rung in my head. She gave me the finger from behind my dad’s head. He didn’t know what he just did. Just like that in the matter of a few minutes my dad has let a complete stranger live in our house with us just because she has a nice rack. Ack…
“Well I guess it’s time for bed.”
“Yea, Grixy it’s time for bed” she said winking suggestively at me.
She skipped down the hall and I followed in disgust then went to bed.
4 days from then—Friday, 2001
I woke up and felt weak. Naturally I thought it was a cold or something. Never thought it would be what it was. Never…
I went to the mirror that morning and saw my gut had enlarged…as if I were pregnant. I took one look at myself in the mirror and didn’t care. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw nothing out of the ordinary…yet my gut had enlarged….the fact that I didn’t see anything wrong with it scared me. What was going on?
“HEY! You got FAT!” Ros says as she barges through my door, seeing me shirtless in front of my mirror.
I took a look back at her and bent down to pick up a shirt I’d worn two days ago. I put it on and walked out my door. Ros followed joyfully. On the walk to school I tried to lose her but she just kept on.
The bell rang and I sat down in my seat in the back of the class. She sat on my giant gut blocking my path of the teacher, which I bet was staring along with everyone else.
“GET OFF ME!”
“No way fatty….I have to be with you when you drop your bulk here”
“Don’t you have a job or something? What kind of an adult are you?”
“Fine! I see I’m not wanted here Grixy.” She gets up and leans over and kisses me. Gasps fill the room and I wince.
“Did she slip the tongue?” Goatboy, the class pervert says.
“ROS GO AWAY, GOATBOY SHUT UP!”
“See you later…..sweetie” She winks at me and walks out the door.
Then there was silence. Everyone glanced at me. Rapping me with their eyes. Guys giving me looks of content and girls looking at me badly. I began to perspire and breathe deeply. My nerves become overwhelming…I shudder and my stomach gives off a massive rumble. I rise from my seat and the pain kicks in. It felt like a thousand needles piercing me from the inside. I begin feeling sick and I feel something rise inside me. My throat expands and the pain is unbearable. My jaw unhinges and opens wider than what seemed to be my whole head. Everyone’s stares become full of fear and students are heard rushing through the one small door near my desk.
How was I surviving this!? Why does everything happen to me! What did I do wrong!? A hairy long blob appears at my lips. In an instant it then shoots forward into the blackboard ahead.
I fall to my knees and start breathing hard.
“It’s a doggy” Ros said from the door.
“Ros…take me to the hospital”
“Grix stop exaggerating you’ll be just fine.”
“What was that?”
“I told you. It’s a doggy, doggy. Oh yea. Woof”
The ground begins to rumble.
“Earthquake!!”
“No Grix….doggy”
The gray hairy blob begins to expand. It morphs and takes form. It grows an enormous snout and four huge legs…it was a wolf. A 10 foot tall red eyed wolf that scraped the ceiling, but a wolf none the less.
“The first one”
“The first one of what!”
“Less talk more rumpshake!”
“WHAT!”
”Doggy…woof”
“!!!!!!!!!!!”
She smiles at me like she normally does with her many teeth. Her french bonnet, hula skirt and tight bikini top didn’t make her look and sound less insane. She grabs my hand and drags me toward the wolf. It looks at us and growls at the sight of Ros, but it strangely had an attraction to her rack…even if she had a sledgehammer nudged into her cleavage.
“ROS WHY ARE YOU TAKING ME TO IT!”
“You have to help me hold it down”
“Ros, let me go!”
The wolf turns around and bursts through the wall leading out. Ros rushes toward it and grabs onto it’s tail just in time whilst still holding onto my hand. All three of us plummet down to the ground and the wolf begins to race onward.
“Ros!!! Where is it taking us!”
“Aww it’s so cute”
“ROS SPEAK TO ME!”
“Don’t worry Grix you’re cute too…not as cute….but…”
“ROSALIND!!!!”
After what seems to be 3 minutes of hanging onto the bloody thing it stops and Ros lets go of me and the tail.
“Plane 104 has taken a landed. Please take your luggage and get the hell off!” Ros says while making hand movements and smiling.
“Lots of teeth…” I whisper to myself.
I look around. I was in a familiar place near the town of town Courage…Faith Pond.
The wolf stares vividly with it’s red pulsing eyes into the water. It seemed to focus on the cross…
“Bye wolf”. Rosalind gets a stern serious look on her face. She reaches for her sledgehammer and pulls it out of her breasts. She holds it up into the air and hold up two bent fingers with her other hand. The hammer’s small metal head sparks in a dazzling spectacle of light then explodes and becomes 80 times it’s size!
I looked on in amazement as a small 25 year-old woman holds onto something so many times bigger than her. She grabs me and throws me on the top of her hammer. Meanwhile the wolf walks into the water and swims toward the cross.
“Time to end this Grix” she looks up at me sitting atop her weapon. We look into each other’s eyes and seemed to be one for just a moment. She put her head down, sighed then jumped high into the air wielding her massive tool! She leaps over the swimming wolf and starts to plummet down. When at the right distance she focuses and smashes her sledgehammer into the demon’s skull!
It roars and everything goes quite. The wolf morph’s back into the hairy blob it came from and we splash into the water. Ros throws her weapon toward the ground but first takes me into her arms.
“Breath in Grix. Breath deeply and face your fears and uphold your fate. I know you can Grix.” Ros says.
I look at the blob before me and shiver slightly. I look at the blob before me and I face fear…but I took a breath anyway.
The blob comes spiraling to me and it floats into my mouth and dissolves in one swift movement. The taste was horrible.
Rosalind swam us to shore and put me down on the ground. I start to cry…Ros sits behind me and crosses her arms around my neck.
“It’s going to be alright Grix. In time it will be alright.”
~~END PART ONE~~
Drunkeh
You wont understand a lot of things first part though so get ready.
I had a great time writing this and I hope you enjoy.
Lets get started…
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I stand before her, looking into her eyes. Remembering the times we had and how she changed my life.
I stand before her and the world stops. Time itself just fails…
I can’t do it…
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6 Days From Then---Wednesday, 2001
“Hey Grix is that you!” Mystique yelled from afar.
She pranced up to me smiling while I was knelt down on the ground skipping stones into the murky waters of Faith Lake. She sat down behind me and crossed her arms around my neck.
“Why are you touching me?”
“Don’t like girls touching you, do you Grixy? Heh”
Mystique was always doing this to me. We sat there in a strong awkward silence.
“When my sister comes back from vacation…….will you treat me differently Mysty” I said.
“Huh”
“Your girlfriend…my sister. Will you treat me differently”
She puts her face beside mine without answering my question. Her eyes focus on the stone cross merging from the lake.
“Grix, what do think it means?”
“The cross? Uh, religion and stuff I guess. It’s been there for ages though so there really isn’t an answer.”
I stand up and she releases me. I start toward home. I always feel uncomfortable around Mystique. She acts as if she likes me yet she’s going out with my sister Mai. I’ll never understand her….
Women are weird.
5 from then—Thursday, 2001
Awaking to the sound of gunfire leaves a person foreseeing what else there is to come throughout the entire day. You want to make yourself think that the world is going fine outside your window but the sounds of tranquility differ from the booms of chaos.
There’s been a war going on since the beginning of the year. The small calm town of Courage has taken sides thanks to religion……
A war brought upon by religion. Just the sound of it is a little ironic. Basing a war on religion to me just seems like a huge dispute on who has the best imaginary friend. Bloody stupid if you ask me…
Awaking to the sound of gunfire leaves a person foreseeing what else there is to come throughout the entire day. But that’s when she came…
“Pssssst, are you naked” someone whispered from across my room.
I stagger my head out of my covers.
“Who the hell are you”
“Pssssssst….are you naked under those covers! Are you naked boy? NAKED!!!”
She wore a pink tiara with orange parachute pants and a tight bikini top. She looked about 25. Her body was amazing but her style was something the naked eye would wince at.
“Get the hell out of my room!!!”
“I got in through the window. I used my mallet…Oh how I love me mallet” She gripped on a sledgehammer with a tiny metal head. She licks it slowly and shoves it all the way into her cleavage so it hangs from below.
“It wasn’t gunfire….”
“Are you full….as if you had eaten a lot…”
“Huh”
“ANSWER ME NAKED BOY!” she jumps atop my bed and lifts me from my covers by my arms, exposing me. “You ARE naked!! NAKED BOY! Haha, dangly parts.”
“Put me down dammit! And get out of my house!”
“Fine” she places me back in my covers and jumps off the bed. “Oh wait I almost forgot” She walks up to me and gives me a strong jab in the stomach. “That should help out the process”
“AH! GET OOUUUUUTTTT!!!!!”
She takes two steps toward my broken window and looks back smiling. She had a gorgeous smile…lots of teeth. “By the way my name is Rosalind. Ross for short. Bye naked boy…see you later” with one smooth leap she dives out my window.
What was that all about?
I tried to forget what happen and didn’t tell dad. Him and I haven’t been to social since my mom died at the start of the war. He’s been trying to go out with anything around him with a rack for a month or so now. It bothers me seeing him even talk to other women so soon…to the point that now we just don’t talk.
After that long morning of violations of my personal space and privates I went over to Faith Pond. Mystique was already there and it felt strange but I was actually happy to see her. She was splashing around the rim of the pond in her school uniform.
“Hey Mysty”
“You didn’t go to school today….I was worried.”
“I wasn’t in the mood.”
“Grix, you just can’t run off whenever something’s wrong.”
“Why not?”
“Life doesn’t go that way. In life your suppose to face problems head on and deal with the consequences.”
“Maybe life is to much for me then. Maybe life is just something I can’t and shouldn’t handle.”
“Shut up Grix. Don’t say things like that. And by the way lay off the nachos you’re a little bigger around the waist since yesterday”
“Ha, stop messing with me Mysty”
I stepped into the pond with her and she hugged me tightly. Mystique is a great girl. I could really tell why my sister likes her so much. Her eyes were blue and her long straight hair gave off a great shine of brown. I hate to admit it but every time I see her I learn that I enjoy her company and I almost….like her.
Is it wrong to have a slight crush on your sister’s girlfriend…well apparently Mysty doesn’t think it’s wrong to like your girlfriend’s little brother.
When I came home that night my dad approached me with a smile on his face. I hate it when he’s happy. I think it’s because I haven’t been really happy since mother’s death.
“Son guess what!!”
“Uh, what?”
“GUESS!”
“I don’t feel like it. Just tell me”
“NO! You have to guess!”
“Did you------“
“NOPE! Remember that newspaper ad I made for a room for rent. You know, the room next to you! Well someone finally rented the room”
“Ah that sucks. Were going to have someone else live here. When does he move in.”
“SHE! It’s a full-breasted SHE! NOT HE SON! SHE!!!!!!”
A women walks out of the hall and hugs my dad. She wore a tiny cowboy hat with sweat pants and a bikini top with a sledgehammer plunged in it.
“DAD! Get her out of here! She’s psycho!”
“GRIX! Don’t talk to your new house mate like that!”
“WHAT!!!!!!!!!!” his words rung in my head. She gave me the finger from behind my dad’s head. He didn’t know what he just did. Just like that in the matter of a few minutes my dad has let a complete stranger live in our house with us just because she has a nice rack. Ack…
“Well I guess it’s time for bed.”
“Yea, Grixy it’s time for bed” she said winking suggestively at me.
She skipped down the hall and I followed in disgust then went to bed.
4 days from then—Friday, 2001
I woke up and felt weak. Naturally I thought it was a cold or something. Never thought it would be what it was. Never…
I went to the mirror that morning and saw my gut had enlarged…as if I were pregnant. I took one look at myself in the mirror and didn’t care. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw nothing out of the ordinary…yet my gut had enlarged….the fact that I didn’t see anything wrong with it scared me. What was going on?
“HEY! You got FAT!” Ros says as she barges through my door, seeing me shirtless in front of my mirror.
I took a look back at her and bent down to pick up a shirt I’d worn two days ago. I put it on and walked out my door. Ros followed joyfully. On the walk to school I tried to lose her but she just kept on.
The bell rang and I sat down in my seat in the back of the class. She sat on my giant gut blocking my path of the teacher, which I bet was staring along with everyone else.
“GET OFF ME!”
“No way fatty….I have to be with you when you drop your bulk here”
“Don’t you have a job or something? What kind of an adult are you?”
“Fine! I see I’m not wanted here Grixy.” She gets up and leans over and kisses me. Gasps fill the room and I wince.
“Did she slip the tongue?” Goatboy, the class pervert says.
“ROS GO AWAY, GOATBOY SHUT UP!”
“See you later…..sweetie” She winks at me and walks out the door.
Then there was silence. Everyone glanced at me. Rapping me with their eyes. Guys giving me looks of content and girls looking at me badly. I began to perspire and breathe deeply. My nerves become overwhelming…I shudder and my stomach gives off a massive rumble. I rise from my seat and the pain kicks in. It felt like a thousand needles piercing me from the inside. I begin feeling sick and I feel something rise inside me. My throat expands and the pain is unbearable. My jaw unhinges and opens wider than what seemed to be my whole head. Everyone’s stares become full of fear and students are heard rushing through the one small door near my desk.
How was I surviving this!? Why does everything happen to me! What did I do wrong!? A hairy long blob appears at my lips. In an instant it then shoots forward into the blackboard ahead.
I fall to my knees and start breathing hard.
“It’s a doggy” Ros said from the door.
“Ros…take me to the hospital”
“Grix stop exaggerating you’ll be just fine.”
“What was that?”
“I told you. It’s a doggy, doggy. Oh yea. Woof”
The ground begins to rumble.
“Earthquake!!”
“No Grix….doggy”
The gray hairy blob begins to expand. It morphs and takes form. It grows an enormous snout and four huge legs…it was a wolf. A 10 foot tall red eyed wolf that scraped the ceiling, but a wolf none the less.
“The first one”
“The first one of what!”
“Less talk more rumpshake!”
“WHAT!”
”Doggy…woof”
“!!!!!!!!!!!”
She smiles at me like she normally does with her many teeth. Her french bonnet, hula skirt and tight bikini top didn’t make her look and sound less insane. She grabs my hand and drags me toward the wolf. It looks at us and growls at the sight of Ros, but it strangely had an attraction to her rack…even if she had a sledgehammer nudged into her cleavage.
“ROS WHY ARE YOU TAKING ME TO IT!”
“You have to help me hold it down”
“Ros, let me go!”
The wolf turns around and bursts through the wall leading out. Ros rushes toward it and grabs onto it’s tail just in time whilst still holding onto my hand. All three of us plummet down to the ground and the wolf begins to race onward.
“Ros!!! Where is it taking us!”
“Aww it’s so cute”
“ROS SPEAK TO ME!”
“Don’t worry Grix you’re cute too…not as cute….but…”
“ROSALIND!!!!”
After what seems to be 3 minutes of hanging onto the bloody thing it stops and Ros lets go of me and the tail.
“Plane 104 has taken a landed. Please take your luggage and get the hell off!” Ros says while making hand movements and smiling.
“Lots of teeth…” I whisper to myself.
I look around. I was in a familiar place near the town of town Courage…Faith Pond.
The wolf stares vividly with it’s red pulsing eyes into the water. It seemed to focus on the cross…
“Bye wolf”. Rosalind gets a stern serious look on her face. She reaches for her sledgehammer and pulls it out of her breasts. She holds it up into the air and hold up two bent fingers with her other hand. The hammer’s small metal head sparks in a dazzling spectacle of light then explodes and becomes 80 times it’s size!
I looked on in amazement as a small 25 year-old woman holds onto something so many times bigger than her. She grabs me and throws me on the top of her hammer. Meanwhile the wolf walks into the water and swims toward the cross.
“Time to end this Grix” she looks up at me sitting atop her weapon. We look into each other’s eyes and seemed to be one for just a moment. She put her head down, sighed then jumped high into the air wielding her massive tool! She leaps over the swimming wolf and starts to plummet down. When at the right distance she focuses and smashes her sledgehammer into the demon’s skull!
It roars and everything goes quite. The wolf morph’s back into the hairy blob it came from and we splash into the water. Ros throws her weapon toward the ground but first takes me into her arms.
“Breath in Grix. Breath deeply and face your fears and uphold your fate. I know you can Grix.” Ros says.
I look at the blob before me and shiver slightly. I look at the blob before me and I face fear…but I took a breath anyway.
The blob comes spiraling to me and it floats into my mouth and dissolves in one swift movement. The taste was horrible.
Rosalind swam us to shore and put me down on the ground. I start to cry…Ros sits behind me and crosses her arms around my neck.
“It’s going to be alright Grix. In time it will be alright.”
~~END PART ONE~~
Drunkeh
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Ineedsleep wrote:
> Drunk Cow wrote:
> You wont understand a lot of things first part though so get ready.
>
> Master of understatement.
>
> Drunk Cow wrote:
> If no one reads this story all will SuFFer!
>
> Read it - still got to suffer.
It's what I do:-D
> Drunk Cow wrote:
> You wont understand a lot of things first part though so get ready.
>
> Master of understatement.
>
> Drunk Cow wrote:
> If no one reads this story all will SuFFer!
>
> Read it - still got to suffer.
It's what I do:-D
More of Rosalind's cleavage....
Hmmm... I wonder what the other 2 parts will hold?
I'll be back in 20 mins, I'll read it then.
Drunk Cow wrote:
> You wont understand a lot of things first part though so get ready.
Master of understatement.
Drunk Cow wrote:
> If no one reads this story all will SuFFer!
Read it - still got to suffer.
:)
> You wont understand a lot of things first part though so get ready.
Master of understatement.
Drunk Cow wrote:
> If no one reads this story all will SuFFer!
Read it - still got to suffer.
:)
Ineedsleep wrote:
> Drunk Cow wrote:
> If someone doesn't reply to this soon I'm shooting myself in the
> head....
>
> Calm yerself! I'll read it all at lunchtime
Hurry back!
> Drunk Cow wrote:
> If someone doesn't reply to this soon I'm shooting myself in the
> head....
>
> Calm yerself! I'll read it all at lunchtime
Hurry back!
Damn that mediocreness!
Drunk's absence troubled me.
For that, the story was mediocre.
For that, the story was mediocre.
Drunk Cow wrote:
> If someone doesn't reply to this soon I'm shooting myself in the
> head....
Calm yerself! I'll read it all at lunchtime
> If someone doesn't reply to this soon I'm shooting myself in the
> head....
Calm yerself! I'll read it all at lunchtime
Great stuff you Drunken Cattle.
I look forward to the second instalment!
I look forward to the second instalment!
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