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message 1: by Owen, Peace to my Homies!!! (new)

Owen | 48 comments Mod
In my deep slumber I had dreamed of a horible monster attacking my family and in my horrible rage of seeing my family dieing I bit of my hands.

message 2: by Owen, Peace to my Homies!!! (new)

Owen | 48 comments Mod
I bit of my whole right pinky and there was a little stub were it had just been.

message 3: by Owen, Peace to my Homies!!! (new)

Owen | 48 comments Mod
The monster was a giant rat! It was larger than a bike!

message 4: by Owen, Peace to my Homies!!! (last edited Nov 30, 2008 04:39PM) (new)

Owen | 48 comments Mod
It had riped of my brothers arms and legs with its huge teeth,hearing that sound of bones crunching, flesh tearing, sickening it was. It had clawed at my moms ribs until her blood was splashing and spraying onto the floor. Blood, the thought of my mothers blood splashing down on me like a maroon waterfall, sickening it was.

message 5: by Owen, Peace to my Homies!!! (new)

Owen | 48 comments Mod
I never had a father and now I am glad I didnt. I dont think I could stand waching another person I loved suffer through a horrible, uncontroably painful death.

message 6: by Owen, Peace to my Homies!!! (new)

Owen | 48 comments Mod
It was like ii was still in the dream. Blood soaked my clothes, I was running, running from everythin. I just wanted to get away, away from it all. My family dieng, the giant rat, the pain and fear I felt consuming my whole body

message 7: by Owen, Peace to my Homies!!! (new)

Owen | 48 comments Mod
I didnt want to go back to sleep. I kew that I waould drift into my horrible dream once more. Never the less, I drifted away into a world of pain and sarrow.

message 8: by Owen, Peace to my Homies!!! (new)

Owen | 48 comments Mod
an then I fell back asleep

message 9: by Owen, Peace to my Homies!!! (new)

Owen | 48 comments Mod
later the man came back and asked...

message 10: by Owen, Peace to my Homies!!! (new)

Owen | 48 comments Mod
I was at was at my my vacation home in Utah. We(My family and I) were staying in the woods for a couple of weeks. The rat hurt them, it torchered them, it killed them. I think it wanted me to live. Mabey it was tryingto torcher me to by making me watch my famiy die.

message 11: by Emma (new)

Emma | 99 comments The next thing I knew I was being lifted off of my mushy hospital bed into a wheelchair. "Where are they taking me, mom?" I asked her, tears filling my eyes. She let in hard gasps of breath, and let a few words fall out, "A bad place Stacey. And sadly, that is where you are being sent."
I gave her a hollow stare as she said her goodbye and I was lost from her and the rest of my life. What could happen next?

message 12: by Emma (new)

Emma | 99 comments As the van lazily bumped up a creaky hill, I noticed a varied amount of gray buildings winding around a grass-less landmass. It appeared to look like an institute, something you would find as a testing lab... testing lab? It had only been a dream that brought me here. Hadn't it? The van stopped with a abrupt halt. The men in the front opened the back doors and light blinded me as they reached into the back. I was grasped tightly by my bad arm, and I let out a pained shriek. I had vigorously been dragged out and put in my wheelchair. Something changed with the way I saw things, and the setting around me turned into a haze...

message 13: by Sara (new)

Sara | 3 comments suddenly, i couldent feel anything, i was numb. My arm still hurt, and i knew that, but i was unaware of it, and completely unmoving and un feeling, i was dragged twards a large white building....

message 14: by Emma (new)

Emma | 99 comments The door slammed behind us loudly. The room was almost completely empty except for two doors and a desk. Still hazy, as my arm throbbed, I lifted my head slowly. A deep voice echoed through the chilly room, "I see you've awaken. Are you ready to begin?"

message 15: by Owen, Peace to my Homies!!! (new)

Owen | 48 comments Mod
then i felt a shock of pain...the man had a tazor. Oh shit i thought.then all the lights went out and i was dreaming again.

message 16: by Emma (new)

Emma | 99 comments My eyes still shut, I overheard a shocking conversation. "Of course she thinks this is all fake, did you see the confused look on her face?!"
"But, Mr. Stanton, the sleeping gas seemed to un-faze her. What if she wakes up and discovers the truth?"
"She can't and she won't. This plan cannot fail! I'm leaving this to you and I WON'T take no for an answer!"
"B-b-but sir! She seems smarter than all the rest! No matter how much her power can change this, she'll overcome us!"
"I don't care. Not another word from you!!"
Then I heard faint but harsh footsteps leaving. What could that be all about?

message 17: by Sara (new)

Sara | 3 comments ugghhh.....

message 18: by Massie (new)

Massie | 19 comments ???--well ill continue!

I sat up in my bed. I boy with half of his face burnt looked at me from across the room.
"Go back to pretending you're asleep." He told me. "The more you sleep the less they hurt you."

message 19: by Massie (new)

Massie | 19 comments I had a strange dream filled with weird shapes and colors, but about 2 hours after my injection, I came to. That boy was awake and eating.
"You didn't tell me they drugged us." I told him, looking at my arm to see a band-aid were a needle once put be to sleep.

message 20: by Massie (new)

Massie | 19 comments Then looking at my own shoulder, I had one too.
"What is this?" I asked him.
"Just our I.D. Mine is a picture of a rabbit, plus the numbers 2 and 7."
"But what does it mean?" I asked.
"Well, my main nurse is a lady named Bunny, so that's where the rabbit comes from. The numbers are my birthday. February seventh."
I looked at my marking. A cat with the numbers 8 and 13.
"Who's the cat?" I asked him. He looked as if he was starting to get annoyed. But when the words 'cat' came out of my mouth, he practically choked on his gruel.
"Cat?" His voice was shaking. "Well, he's the only male nurse. And he's rough. They only assign him to certain kids. He really knows how to hit, that man does."
Just then, the double doors opened and a man in black jeans, a black polo, a black leather jacket, and white cowboy boots entered the room.
"Cat." the boy whispered.

message 21: by Emma (new)

Emma | 99 comments I shivered and felt as if I was about to roll out of my skin. His alert blue eyes scanned the room. He went to a girl with pale skin and black matted hair. Grabbing her shoulder with force, he looked over the symbols. She squeaked out yell as he realeased her arm and came over to my bed. His cowboy boots clicked violently as he stomped over to me. My hands shook so hard, that the gruel that I had currently been shoving down my throat soon fell to the ground.

message 22: by Massie (new)

Massie | 19 comments "Pick it up." He demanded. I did so without hesitation. Getting back into my bed, I tried to calm myself. I had had a teacher like this. Seventh grade English. Mr. Barnes. He was mean and used to hit unruly kids with textbooks. If I handled Mr. Barnes, I surely could handle a man named Cat.
"Why are you here?" Cat asked. I looked over at the boy eating his gruel. He nodded as if to say, "Answer him."
"I...I...well..."I stuttered.
"Out with it!" he yelled fiercely.
"I don't know, sir!" I shouted back out of fright.

message 23: by Emma (new)

Emma | 99 comments His voice was gravely and rough and he said lowly, "Well you better find out soon, or no more food for a week!"
My eyes were flickering with tears and I said in an almost silent whisper, "Yes Cat, sir."
He looked me up and down and hissed, "I will be back for my answer in 10 minutes."
On his way out of the room his hip rammed into one of the solid metal beds which went rolling straight into the wall. He hadn't even flinched. What could I even be in for?

message 24: by Massie (new)

Massie | 19 comments When he was back, it was exactly 10 minutes later. The boy had been helping me with my answer.
"Have you got an answer, girl?" he asked.
"Yes, sir." I answered quickly. He spit some chewing tobacco onto the floor.
"Let's hear it then!"
I cleared my throat. "Well, I had a bad dream. I had cut myself while sleeping. I have no idea how. But I guess I did. So my mom took me to the hospital. We told them what happened and they sent me here."
He looked at me with disgust. "So your crazy?" He asked.
"No sir." I answered. "At least, I don't think I am."
"You're crazy." He said definitely.
"No!" I protested. "I am not!"
He called for another nurse. She hurried in with a needle. He grabbed it from her hands and shoved it into my thigh. I yelped in pain. Tears started pooling in my eyes.
"Cry and I'll break your arm." Cat yelled in anger.

message 25: by Emma (new)

Emma | 99 comments Before I could bring myself up from my crying downpour, I slowly started to lean over and my head touched the cold metal bars. The people that loomed over me were a blur, and they cackled as if witches. They started to become moving blobs and before I knew it I couldn't see anything, just blank space.
I had heard them discussing matters about me, but their voices turned to high screechy mouse-like noises that I couldn't read.
It felt like forever until I could lift my head fully.

message 26: by Emma (new)

Emma | 99 comments The small prick of hope inside me lit up... maybe I would survive.
"Quickly, please tell me who Ms. Amelia is and how I can find her."
He started to shake his head from a thought that wizzed through his head. "Sh-she barely ever comes in here, even though she is an assistant nurse. Every kid tries to find her, but it is quite rare that you will get to know her, set alone see her. But I wish there was more hope for you."
My lips went dry, as I placed my grool to the side and curled myself up into the fetal position. My mind felt as if it was going to blow up. No, it would blow up. Me hoping for everything to be alright?... bah, what was I thinking?

message 27: by Emma (new)

Emma | 99 comments "Don't weep, it isn't too bad," the boy chimed to me. That's what he thought... he thought everything would get better.
"No, it isn't bad, it's TERRIBLE! I shouldn't be here, there is no REASON why I should be here. Don't you get it? I want to go home, I miss my family, this all isn't fair!"
I went back to my silent weeping, but it was disturbed my a loud but calming voice.
"I understand your problems, and I offer you much sympathy. But reasons are reasons and I can't let you leave yet."
I glanced my damp eyes over to the boy.
"Mr. Paige," he whispered, his eyes widening.

message 28: by Emma (new)

Emma | 99 comments (Why hasn't anyone added to he story in a while?

message 29: by Emma (new)

Emma | 99 comments His smile turned into a devious grin and he nodded in pleasure. "THAT'S the kind of thing I was hoping to hear. Now that we know that... tidbit... of information about you, things will become much easier."
Could he be serious about this? Could lying about killing my father be safer than keeping my mouth shut in general? No, this just COULDN'T be the right answer. I had to figure out why this was a good thing for Mr. Paige.
So I went along with the story.
"I'm very sorry that I did, b-but now that the truth is out I am satisfied."
The boy looked at me in horror as if I were a hideous monster. On the inside, I had a feeling that I had become one.

message 30: by Ml (new)

Ml Smith There were voices...far away, yet close enough - too close.

"No...but close."
"Is he a keeper?"
"Look - spikes!"
"I'll be damned. Where do we start with this one?"
"Nowhere yet. Let's wait and see what kind of memory we have."

How the hell did I wind up in a psych unit? Why the vest? What was up with the shrink?

"So you're feeling okay?"
"What about sleep?"
"What about it?" Thank God...I still had it - the sarcasm.
"Are you sleeping?"
"Now? Of course not. I'm wide awake."

message 31: by Ml (new)

Ml Smith Paige awoke in a cold sweat. Did they know? No - impossible; they couldn't, but the laughter was a mistake. What if they went to the police? Jesus! What if they identified him? All they had to do was browse the police photo file.

The phone rang, startling Paige - it was 3:00 am. Who could be calling now? He had to answer; his mother was in critical condition at St. Francis.

"Paige, we know who you are."
"Who the hell are you?"
"You don't need to know, Paige. Look out your window."

A black SUV idled in front of the house. Paige could see the exhaust vapor - it was cold, maybe 10 degrees at most.

"Yeah, I see the car. So what?"
"Paige, have you forgotten the hospital? Remember Jane?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Let's not play games, Paige. We know about those kids."

Paige watched as the SUV pulled away. The caller disappeared - Paige listened to the static for a moment and then put the phone down. They knew.

message 32: by Margaret (last edited Jan 10, 2009 04:11PM) (new)

Margaret (LoveMyFrogs) | 5 comments I for one have not helped in any writing other than my own. I am sorry, but I have goals that I have to meet on my own writing projects and I have been devoting my time to them. I do think it is wrong however, regardless who you are, to belittle someone for trying their best to write. It comes easier for some people than others. Mistakes happen during writing, life gets in the way of well intended writing quests. There is no need to curse people out, especially those that are young. I commend any and all that put effort into writing. Don't let one bad apple spoil it for you.

message 33: by Emma (new)

Emma | 99 comments What the heck happened here??? What did he do with the story, turn it into porn?
K, sorry, let me cool my jets. Lets get past this, or erase it or something.

message 34: by Emma (new)

Emma | 99 comments Ok, good idea. After we can continue with the posts I guess.

message 35: by [deleted user] (new)

I noticed my next meal included a knife. It didnt make sense, hadnt i just as good as told him i was a cold-blooded murderer? My hand trembled as i griped it. Is this how i did it?

The boy wouldnt look at my until the nurse came to fetch my tray, even she seemed slightly nervous. Only HE was unwaved as he strolled in.

message 36: by Emma (new)

Emma | 99 comments "How was the food?" Mr. Paige implied sharply, looking around suspiciously. Was he looking for trouble that I had conducted?
"Good. It was delicious." I heard chuckles beside me that quickly subsided when I peeked over. I wished with all my might that no one feared me that much.
(Don't feel like writing more)

message 37: by Massie (new)

Massie | 19 comments this story got weird--it started out rele good and now its very strange

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