Holy Toledo and then some.
My mom has been on a spring cleaning rampage. She "is home today attacking her filing cabinet. There is stuff in there I haven't seen in years" according to her crackbook status. Yes. my mom is on crackbook.
We have these enormous filing cabinets in my parent's office in their home. They have all sorts of goodies in there - tax returns, school papers, student loan junk... but the best drawer was the one second from the bottom where mom has a file for each kid. Inside each file are things that she's kept over the years - and one of these such things she discovered today... read it... and then typed it out for me and emailed it to me.
what is it?
Why, it's the story that won me the Grade Three first prize for Creative Writing, that's what!
It wa sooo weird reading it, i could imagine my old class room - my old desk... writing out my little story - i still see the pictures in my head that i had when i was 8 and was transfering those images to paper! The character was an eight year old girl - i remember her dirty dress and messy hair... it's all still there...Morbid little laura. I can only imagine what my grade three teacher must have thought when he read it - or the panel of judges...or my MOM just now.
enjoy. (or not, remember i was only in Grade three)
The Last Person
I am the last person on earth. I am very lonely. On Friday the sun wasn't red but a smokey gray and all was dark. The next day the electricity was gone. Candles burnt out quickly.
One day I was walking around the town and I fell in a manhole. There were white bones at my feet. On Tuesday the buildings were crashing down. Tallest one went first, like churches and other tall buildings like that.
I learned to sleep in a manhole. The only weapon I had was a knife. There were dead rats all over the place so I ate them. They were disgusting, but at least they were food. When I went out of the manhole there were gray plants with fuzzy skin all over. I took my knife and I tried to cut one for its juice to drink, but it was like a metal root. I tried to break it with my bare hands, but all I got were bloody hands. I went to another one for its juice, but it grew and made me jump. I jumped into the manhole.
I fell asleep, but suddenly I woke up and I thought I was being watched. I saw two yellow eyes. Then a green creature came towards my body. It reached out its hand and said, "It's okay. Touch my hand." Then it giggled so I reached out my hand. I touched it and it fell off. Then I knew I was going to die.
The green creature came closer to my leg and it bit me. I saw purple slime coming out of my blood. Then it said, "I'm a goblin. If you don't leave I'll kill you!"
I ran, but I ran right into more of them--all green and slimy with ugly blue grease coming out of their bodies. I ran back to where I was before. I got hit by rock and got knocked out and I didn't' wake up. The goblin must have been waiting for my arrival.
When I finally woke up all was silent. Then I saw it again. He took out a knife and killed me.All is silent now.
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