William wakes up.
It’s nine in the morning and his wife is already downstairs making breakfast, he leaves for work in one hour. William gets done with his daily chores, William kisses his wife goodbye. William heads to work. William sits down at his work desk, he attempts to turn on his computer, it doesn’t turn on. William checks the outlets, strange, he doesn’t remember messing with the cables, William fixes it then continues on with his day. William is driving home, he sees a car, the only car other than William, the car seems to be newly bought and has the acrylic paint still on it, it has the price, model, and in big neon green font, wake up. The car takes the nearest exit on the freeway, William is baffled about it, then he starts realizing that that was the only car he saw today, he starts to rush home. William arrives home, the lights are on and the door is wide open, he heads inside. William checks all the rooms on the first floor, he goes upstairs, no one is home. William tries to call his wife, he doesn’t have any contacts, he doesn’t even remember his wife’s name. William looks at the time, the hands are missing, William doesn’t care anymore.
Charles wakes up.
RThe storry of life and death yeahnits kinda cray crary and i dont evne know what it realy mean and stuff but it hass blod and bloo and guns an stuff, Sorry I am late, this is my last chance to do this, so please listen. I have barely any time left, The world will be nuked by North Korea on December 25, the day of giving. The day of reckoning, I have 3 minutes left to type this, when I leave all the words will disperse, so please don’t forget. What I need is you is to go the middle of the cafeteria and look under the trash cash and ohh annd whahat was i talkin oh i dnt even knoow
I am grateful for Carson Jacob, I love him, I truly do. Whether he is looking at me like he is plotting to murder me, or he is just smiling, I love him, I love Carson Jacob. He is fantastic at basket ball, married to the ball he says. He has wonderful eyes, the best I’ve ever seen, do not, and I mean it, don’t forget about those S tier cheeks. If I were to go on I would write a whole dictionary on him, but I simply don’t have the time, committing to this, will be a life sentence.
Seriously, I don’t even live here.
I’ll have to say that this was the worst time I’ve ever had in my life. The amount of sexual tension I have felt between me and my peers has been surreal. I can’t explain how much I’ve had to contain myself from doing something I might regret. They know what I want to do, I know what they want to d, we’re connected, we are one. I know where all my teachers live, in fact I’ve been over at one of their house, can’t say who, that’s a secret ;). You have no idea what it feels like to have a bond stronger than steel with Mr. Tom, and I can tell you all about it, but I simply don’t have the time.
The first story I read was the book called Get Good, by Tyler Blevins. It is the book that jump started my gaming career, it helped me with a lot of gamer skills like Fortnite, Call of Duty, and many more. Now don’t even get me started on Ninja, I love him, when he is doing the pom pom dance or when he is yelling at little kids, I love him so much. I know where he lives, he is so cool and funny and hot, his wife should honestly treat him better, because i am ready to replace her.
Man I love this book that I’ve been reading, it’s so cool, I love it it so much, it is so sick…. Just like my mom. Oh I’m so sorry, didn’t mean to make things weird… That’s what my mom said after she told us the news. Man I’m such a Debbie downer, you’re probably saying in your head.
“You should just leave.”
That was the last thing I said to my mom. It’s my fault that she died in such a horrid manner, to be cursed out by your own son must of been the worst, I’m sorry mom.
The world is doomed.
What I mean is that your mom will eat the world in the near future. Nothing will be able to stop her, your mom is an unstoppable force. Your mom can consume the whole entire planet in seconds, faster than you can blink, faster than you can even process the situation of what just happened. How do I know this… It may be your mom, but it is also mine. Crazy to think about, our mom is the fall of mankind, not war, not natural causes, our mom, man that’s crazy… Your mom is so fat.
I play video games so good that I can make your mother quake. Trust me on this, I can process situations at a rate 10 times higher than you stupid humans. Place me in any game and I’ll beat you no matter what, it doesn’t matter how long you have been playing, how good you are, or how many arms you have because I will always win. Wait a minute, is that a console peasant I am hearing, here, let me educate you. PCs are the master-race get that in your head and let me tell you something else, I’m your God.
I like to think that I have thought of cool concepts in my spare time but most likely, in reality, it’s probably just some Avengers ripoff. There is also another problem, I don’t know how to write a well-constructed story. What I mean is that I don’t know how to express characters all too well, I don’t know how to make them talk properly, I just suck at being a story writer. One more thing, they take too long, as someone who’s not too fond of essays, I’d rather spend my time reading a good story than writing a bad one.