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The ground rumbles.  Everyone looks around at each other confused.  Not this.  The ground falls through and we all scream as we go down.  Some of us fly up into the air.  The couple take hold hands.  They know what is going to happen.  Sweat and dirt fill our faces.  I can’t believe myself.  I cut the wrong wire.

 

 

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Explosions sound in the background.  The girl looks up with a scowl on her face.  They’ve interrupted her reading.  She gets up just in time to watch another building blow up, debree blows into her face.   She doesn’t even put up her hand to prevent it from colliding with her face.  Groaning, she walks away farther as she’s been doing each time the explosions get closer. 

“Hey, make them farther away, that was a good reading spot!” She calls out up above her. 

The black creature nods and makes its way to the other creatures to pass along what their master has just told them.

The Creature

Scratching sounds on the tile floor.  Long nails go back and forth making the horrible sound.  Black thin marks are everywhere all over the tile.  Its coming for her.  She knows there is no denying it.  Sweat comes down her face as she packs her things to try and make an escape.  Deep growling sounds come from downstairs.  Instead, she’s thrown to the wall.  Sloshing sounds come from her bedroom as the big black slimy sharp nailed creature gets on top of her.  She screams as it eats her, the blood covering its already slimy mouth.  Because of the blood it becomes stronger and hunts for more in the house.  Thinking everyone has been killed it leaves and morphs back into human form, its bloodshot eyes searching the streets to make sure no one will see him leave the house.  He doesn’t see the little girl hiding in the bushes.

………

Once I get back home I’m exhausted.  That is definitely enough interaction for one day.  I jump onto my couch.  Its nice to be distracted from thinking of him for a while.  I turn on the television and watch random crime shows.  Then the telephone rings.  In an unsually happy mood I walk over and its the girl from church.  

“Hi!  Uh I was wondering, if you wanted to come over from a bbq on Wednesday?”  She asks uncertainly. 

“Sure, its not like I’m doing anything on Wednesday” I say

*Wednesday*

When I get to her house its only her and what I’m assuming is her boyfriend’s car parked in the driveway.  She says her boyfriend is nice.  When I ring the doorbell she opens the door almost immediately with tears in her eyes.

“Please don’t hate me but I lied to you” she says.

I shift uncomfortably.

“I don’t really have a boyfriend, I was just trying to fit in a little until I could tell you” she infrorms me.

“What are you trying to get at?” I ask her.

“I have….  a girlfriend” she says looking at the ground.

I respond immediately “that’s okay!” I say truthfully. 

She breathes a sigh of relief and invites me in then tells me the whole story.

“I joined the church because I like the religion but I didn’t think about it being against gays or lesbians.  So when I invited people to the barbeque I planned to tell everyone.  I only told you about the boyfriend thing.  So when they found out they freaked out.  Apparently they’re totally against gays and lesbians.  I guess I just didn’t think about everything before I made the plans.  Its just that they seemed SO nice!  But now they hate me completely!” She finishes out of breath with tears in her eyes.

I feel horribly for her.  What a horrible thing to happen, everyone just being against you because you like something different.

“Well I don’t hate you” I say.

She smiles. 

“Okay well we have lots of food” she says, twirling around with her hand up.

We head into the kitchen and I meet her girlfriend Maddie. 

“April where’d you put the remote?” Maddie asks.

“Oh, uh, top of the tv I’m pretty sure” April says back.

“So what’s your full name?” I ask.

“April Ann Arlington” she replies smiling, “my parents thought it’d be cute to have all the A’s, yours?”

“Jillian Marie Turner” I reply.

She nods, “that’s a nice name.”

“Thanks, so is yours” I say.

Once I leave April’s house I can’t help but wonder what its gonna be like for her with the whole church kind of turned against her.  I mean there are only like five people that don’t go to that church.  Everyone knows each other.  Word is definitely going to spread fast.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Safe

A picture is worth 1000 words. This safe has been through a lot. Tell its story. Image credit: “safe” – © 2007 Paul Keller – made available under Attribution 2.0 Generic

 

1941:

After Pearl Harbor, they knew the Americans had it.  The documents and cures to the incurable.  Everything that mattered most to our government was in that safe, and the Japanese had found it. 

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So I clicked on that Inspiration thing just for funzies and when I saw that safe that was the idea I thought of.  I don’t know if it’s good or not but it was my first thought.

Should I continue or not?

~Jade :)

Thanks :)

I was just checking the stats on my blog and I realized, holy crapoli I actually have some followers.  I actually do get likes.  I’ve gotten 80 views and even though most have gotten more, that’s a pretty good accomplishment for me, so thank you readers, for putting up with my randomness.   Thank you to my biggest supporter on here Ryan because he is my inspiration, the reason why I started blogging and the reason I kept blogging.  So yeah, thanks.  I do the suggestion thing a lot I guess and really its just because I like to try to step out of my comfort zone.  Still, when I look through all of those likes I’ve gotten so far, and see which subjects get the most likes I realize hey, I don’t write many of those.  Maybe I should try to.  Then I don’t because I’m lazy, forgetful and full of other ideas I write all the time.  I want to become a great writer.  A great Fiction writer.  I really do.  Its my goal.  A goal that won’t be easy to achieve, heck one that I might not achieve.  When I read that I’ve gotten likes or those inspirational comments from Ryan, that’s when I realize hey I might actually be a pretty good writer.  People actually read this crap sometimes.  Its a great feeling.  Thanks readers for giving me that happy feeling.

Sincerely,

Jade :)