Uhhh I guess you'd call this an adventure?
Name: Isis Calypso Munrow
Age: 14 (turning 15)
Dark brown wavy hair, purple eyes, 5'3,
This is my first story! Please read the very end...it's important.
AND COMMENT!!!
My name is Isis Calypso Munrow. My name sucks but not as much as my life. I'm really bad at intros so I'll skip it. Just know I tripped and fell and hit my head. Or at least that's what I think happened. Just god never mind. I don't know where I am and I can't remember how I got here I just know that I'm in trouble...big trouble.
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I woke up lying face down on the ground. "where am i" I thought. I got up and walked around. I was lying in the middle of a room. It was dark. Through the shadows I could make out a figure. "O good your awake," the voice said which was clearly a guy's. "Who are you," "That's not important now, just come with me." He reached for me and I backed away. "What...no! Who are you and where am I?" I yelled. "I found you so you do what I say, got it," The guy tried to grab me again but I smacked his hand away. I darted past him and out the door. I looked around to find him walking lazily and boredly behind me.
I ran as fast as I could run, sprinting down the hall. I didn’t know where I was and I didn’t know where I was going. I just knew that I had to get away from these creepy lurkers that watch my every move. This place seems so familiar; a world unlike my own and everywhere I go the streets are packed with people. It seemed like I was back in Downtown Ottawa.
But no these people were different. They had glassy grey eyes that never blinked and never looked away from me until they passed. And they walked almost as one with the same movement and the same pace. Not slowing nor speeding up and I weaved and pushed my way through the crowd. Once and a while people would try to stop me; they would walk right in front of me and try and block my path. But I just kept moving, since no one bothered to touch me. I came to a break in the crowd by a shopping mall. I watched the glass eyed people walk in and out carrying grocery bags or pushing carts. Some even carried a child or two. What scared me the most, even the children had glassy eyes, and they two stared at me with blank, non-blinking expressions.
A chill ran down my spine. "Are you done running yet?" I moved my eyes across the parking lot and saw the boy who was chasing me. He stood still and relaxed, bored even as though this was all a game. His lips didn't move but I still heard his voice in my head. "Just come with me without a fight and I won't hurt you."
"Hell no!" I yelled back. The boy sighed, "Fine, have it your way." All of a sudden the glass eyed people walking to and from the store froze in mid step. Everything was still for a heartbeat and then they all turned as one in one direction. Me. They swarmed me and grabbed at my arms pulling and yanking at my hair. I let out a blood curdling scream but it was no use. The mob didn’t let up. They lifted me high in the air all trying to grab a piece of my skin. My arms were bloody from the scrapes left by fingernails. "Don't anyone dare hurt her," I heard the boy yell, actually yell this time. He made his way across the parking lot towards us. The mob put me down on the ground but still swarmed in on me. I saw the boy's boots next to me and felt the mob back away before I blacked out.
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Pease comment, I don't know If I might continue this story as a Quibblo story because I might actually try and make a real story out of it. Please comment and tell what you think. This is just a preview of what the story is about. And I'm up for suggestions if you have any. Just please please please take it easy and don't write rude comment plz plz plz! thank you!
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I woke up lying face down on the ground. "where am i" I thought. I got up and walked around. I was lying in the middle of a room. It was dark. Through the shadows I could make out a figure. "O good your awake," the voice said which was clearly a guy's. "Who are you," "That's not important now, just come with me." He reached for me and I backed away. "What...no! Who are you and where am I?" I yelled. "I found you so you do what I say, got it," The guy tried to grab me again but I smacked his hand away. I darted past him and out the door. I looked around to find him walking lazily and boredly behind me.
I ran as fast as I could run, sprinting down the hall. I didn’t know where I was and I didn’t know where I was going. I just knew that I had to get away from these creepy lurkers that watch my every move. This place seems so familiar; a world unlike my own and everywhere I go the streets are packed with people. It seemed like I was back in Downtown Ottawa.
But no these people were different. They had glassy grey eyes that never blinked and never looked away from me until they passed. And they walked almost as one with the same movement and the same pace. Not slowing nor speeding up and I weaved and pushed my way through the crowd. Once and a while people would try to stop me; they would walk right in front of me and try and block my path. But I just kept moving, since no one bothered to touch me. I came to a break in the crowd by a shopping mall. I watched the glass eyed people walk in and out carrying grocery bags or pushing carts. Some even carried a child or two. What scared me the most, even the children had glassy eyes, and they two stared at me with blank, non-blinking expressions.
A chill ran down my spine. "Are you done running yet?" I moved my eyes across the parking lot and saw the boy who was chasing me. He stood still and relaxed, bored even as though this was all a game. His lips didn't move but I still heard his voice in my head. "Just come with me without a fight and I won't hurt you."
"Hell no!" I yelled back. The boy sighed, "Fine, have it your way." All of a sudden the glass eyed people walking to and from the store froze in mid step. Everything was still for a heartbeat and then they all turned as one in one direction. Me. They swarmed me and grabbed at my arms pulling and yanking at my hair. I let out a blood curdling scream but it was no use. The mob didn’t let up. They lifted me high in the air all trying to grab a piece of my skin. My arms were bloody from the scrapes left by fingernails. "Don't anyone dare hurt her," I heard the boy yell, actually yell this time. He made his way across the parking lot towards us. The mob put me down on the ground but still swarmed in on me. I saw the boy's boots next to me and felt the mob back away before I blacked out.
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Pease comment, I don't know If I might continue this story as a Quibblo story because I might actually try and make a real story out of it. Please comment and tell what you think. This is just a preview of what the story is about. And I'm up for suggestions if you have any. Just please please please take it easy and don't write rude comment plz plz plz! thank you!
1 Comment
I loved your story,its really good. I love how it seems to be a lil bit more of a suspence then adventure,but I loved the detail you put into the emotion :)