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A short story!

Discussion in Everything & Anything started by Anathema, Dec 25, 2011

  1. Feb 18, 2011
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    ......"James? Wake up, hurry!" James tried to see straight, his eyes were blurry and couldn't make out the face in front of him. Words started to pour from his mouth, "...What, whats going on?" He started to realize the person standing in front of him was his mother. Something didn't seem right, her hair was messy with a glare of terror. "James, you have to get up now! We have to go!" He heard a siren going off, he remembered he was staying at his families shared condo in downtown Chicago.

    A sudden flashback went through his mind about what the news called "the infection". It sounded just like a horror movie, but somehow it had made its way into reality. Chicago was a safe haven, there were many cities out there that were supposed to be safe as well. With the siren blaring the only assumption he could make was that the infected have made their way to the city. He panicked as he tried to gather his clothes and his personal belongings. As he put on his shoes in the elevator he realized he forgot the picture of his father, who died on their way to Chicago. His eyes started to tear up knowing it was gone forever.

    When he arrived at the lobby he suddenly noticed the hundreds of people piling out of every building in sight by the second. Holding his mothers hand, he navigated his way through the crowded lobby to the even more crowded street. He heard screams to the left, so his instinct was to go right. He had no clue where he was going, and continued to walk. The crowd stopped suddenly, James almost felt as if he was running into a wall. He felt pressure from the bodies pressing up against him. He noticed his grip with his mother was slipping, he held on with all of the energy he had in him, but it was hopeless. The sweaty hand slipped from his grasp and he suddenly started to shout for his mothers name. He attempted to navigate his way through the crowd, but everyone started moving again. He was trying as hard as possible to beat the tide, but failed. He shouted to his mother, "Meet me at Navy Pier! Can you hear me?! Meet me there!"

    Hoping his mother heard him he started going with the crowd again. As James walked, he felt a weird surface on his feet. There was a very soft texture that made it very hard to walk. He looked down, wondering what he was standing on. That soft ground was people. He was walking on people. The ground of people made it so James had to climb over them to get anywhere. He started to climb, and as he got higher he saw his mother. He shouted to get her attention. She looked at him, blood dripping from her mouth and missing an arm. Suddenly he felt a numbness in his whole body.

    He almost collapsed, but knowing he would turn out like that if he had stopped he continued to climb. He saw the Ferris-wheel and immediately started to climb it. he reached the very top and jumped into one of the pods. He watched the city slowly burn itself to the ground. He started to recollect the thought of his mother, and began to break into tears. James cried for about an hour watching a small group of infected became the whole city. His eyes became heavy and he started to fade in and out. He fell asleep.


    (Just a temporary ending. Post your thoughts/ideas/improvements/criticism.)
  2. Jun 19, 2011
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    you call this short? I'm expecting 4 lines. lol. nice story
  3. Feb 18, 2011
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    Lol, thanks.
  4. Jun 19, 2011
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    Continue your story, keep it within 4 lines.
  5. May 11, 2011
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    this time of year a christmas story seems more fitting but still good :thumbsup: