im sitting here by my computer typing away and drinking b-relaxed vitaminwater (no space) when suddenly aliens come down from planet A-hum-ina-hum-ina!
Okay fine thats a lie…the aliens part i mean.
Today mom was sick so we chilled…yo. A minute ago I was walking to and from the library (no I am NOT a nerd…maybe) and suddenly poetry spewed from my mouth. It was uncontrolable. I couldnt stop. I couldnt breathe. I had to finish it.
It was about a girl I guess named Stephanie who has schizophrenia. Shes walking on a bike path and…well this is bacily what i thought and said:
A girl was walking on the biking path, She was no ordinary girl. She hears voices and sees people and places that arent really there.
Walking on the bike path she began to hear the voices. The cool winter breeze made her cheeks flush. She heard a crumple. She had steped upon a paper.
As she picked it up she felt the world grow even colder. On the paper was 2 words: Follow,Follow.
As soon as she read it she knew she shouldnt have. The voices started repeating and re-repeating these words. Follow,Follow, Follow.
The girl walking upon the bike path grew scared. The voices always followed her. Always. And Oh how she wished she could run, but the bitter cold upon her nose made her decide against it.
The girl walking on the path suddenly saw a black figure ahead. A new rush of fear flew over her body. Her air became constricted, her body numb, a sense of adrenaline filled her body.
Staring at the figure she thought she saw a spark of light. She was right, a cigarette was in the hand of the shadow dressed in a cloak of black.
She quickly got on her bike and rode past her would-be captor.
The girl riding on the bike path rode past the cloaked shadow. It hadnt moved.
As she rode in the dark farther and farther away, she saw the small light go out and the man colapse.
No one ever saw the girl again…….
(except for her fried BARNEY!)
w0w man i ids tired!!!……..GOOD FLIPPIN NIGHT!!
dramatic as always,
WishIWasASmoothie
p.s. GOTTA GO WORK ON MY COSTUME!!
