Thursday, March 1, 2012

Story Time

So I figured, since all I've been posting lately are poems..I'd share with you a story I have been writing on.  Please do not steal my work. Also everything is totally made up.  So if the names I use are anyone's, it's totally coincidence.  Thanks.
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It was an early summer morning in a little town called Treeville. 16 year old, Alyssa Blackwell was awake.  Alyssa is 5'5" and very skinny.  She was also athletic. She has long blond platinum hair and blue eyes. She had a nightmare and couldn't fall back to sleep.  So she decided to get up and go running.  She loved to run. She ran down the street and to the park.  She ran around the park and then down the path near the park and into the woods.  She jogged all the way back the path.  She loved going back here.  It was so peaceful and quiet.  Plus hardly anyone ever comes back here.  She jogged all the way back to the end of the trail.  It came out to a flat area with a picnic table.  She sat at the picnic table. She listened to the sounds, but it was unusually quiet.  No birds were chirping, no squirrels or chipmunks scurrying around.  Also no rabbits hopping.  "Weird."  thought Alyssa.  She sat there alittle bit longer, but again didn't hear anything.  It was starting to creep Alyssa out.  So she got up and started jogging to the park.  

All of a sudden, a branch snapped.  Alyssa stopped running and jumped.  She listened, but still couldn't hear anything.  So she continued on her way.  She was near the end of the trail, when another branch snapped.  So Alyssa quickly ran the rest of the way, but on the way out she tripped over something.  She looked down at her hands.  They were just red.  She looked at her legs and knees.  She cut her knees, but not too bad.  So she got up and brushed the dirt off her knees.  Then looked to see what she tripped over, but there was nothing there.  She listened once again and then quickly headed to the park.  It felt too strange there. Once she got into the park, she went to the bathroom and washed her hands and knees. Then sat down at a table to catch her breath.  

Later she headed home and cleaned her knees again with peroxide. Then she decided to grab some breakfast.  So she grabbed a packet of poptarts.  Then sat at the table and opened them and was out to eat them, when the back door handle started to turn and the door started to open.  Alyssa was scared.  Her mom was at work and her dad had left when she was little.  So who could it be at her door.  Alyssa quickly headed into the living room and watched the door from there. Then the door handle turned and the door opened. 

 



 

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