| Author | Message |
|---|---|
 XxDJAssasinxX |
Date sent: 2016/07/05 17:48:48
One day a child hath woken from his soft but firm bed. As he streched and yawned he waddled down the stairs to make himself some breakfast. He noticed smoking pancakes from the table and ate them. As he gobbled his food his dad was coming back from the hardware store. Minutes later the dad was home and yelled to the son for the materials he promised him. The child jumped down the stairs and landed with a THUMP! He ran out of the door to the back of the vehicle. He threw open the trunk and took the materials and brought it up to his room. Slamming the door shut behind him he took the schematics from the under of his bed and started building. As he was blind he didn'nt notice the walls of his room slowing tearing, drifting apart, then disappearing. To his suprise he finnaly found out. He screamed and jumped the tried to get out but he cant. He was in a fabric of space..alone..all to himself. Running out of options he closed his eyes and accepted his fate. He snapped them open only appearing back to the bedroom. Safe and ubserdly normal for a change. He was hungry again so he went down to get a snack. But he cant only the room stayed still and the rest were gone. He again closed his eyes waiting for it all to change. He found himself gone from the room to the classroom, subject was algebra, he stared into the large endless expanse of space because the teacher had no more work to give to the child. He snapped himself out of subconciousness and look for something to do. He closed his eyes again just to take a nap. Waking up again he found that the whole class was murdured. Standing with knife in hand, he threw away the shard wedge and ran from this nightmarish dream that he was running from. He closed his eyes once, twice, three times but it proved no work as it had been real. In a flash of white he saw himself again staring into a cake.With no guides he took the knife from the side and pressed it near to him He sliced "Piece of cake" he said to himself for it was his birthday party He ate the cake But he was himself Hath he was dreaming the child was hallucinating all along He had no father The people in his party were mannequins The child had gone insane. But no the story didnt just end there The child snapped from his insanity, looked at his cake and cried. The cake was plastic. He stepped out of the department store walking forward into the light. He was walking into the soft sweet grass..wait sweet? HE WAS IN CANDYLAND! The land was swept with lollipop trees, fizzy soda fountains, and taffy grass. The child was happy He made himself a bed of candy moss and twinky logs. He snuggled himself to sleep with a unicorn and a beaver made of swirly, soft but hard candy. As Jeremy and Jack Bowe gobbled on pie, a blogger was it its laptop taking in his surroundings. Night falls and everything was dark. The child woke up from his bed with a big twinkie log in front of him But it wasn't a twinkie and it smelled. The child jumped and cleaned himself in the water. It wasnt water it was soda. The child walked away sticky and smelling. He longed to be back home and it was granted. He was at home but stuck there for an eternity. |
XxDJAssasinxX |
Date sent: 2016/07/05 17:49:11
P.S. Da child is meh |
 Wowman2002 |
Date sent: 2016/07/05 18:18:45
Too long cba |
 Sauasgeman |
Date sent: 2016/07/05 22:16:16
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