Part 4 of Random Cat Story!!!

As soon as we reach the other cave entrance a horrible stench reaches my nose.  I almost fall off Jeffry the Purple Pegasus.

“Holy Crapoli, what the hell is that!” I exclaim, my eyes watering.

A short, built woman next to me gags “cat spray.”

UGH.  Cat spray.  Another term for cat pee.  Comments come from all around me as the Pegasuses head deeper into the cave like “Oh Dear God” or “Oh sweet baby jesus” or in my case “How the bananas did this much cat pee get everywhere?  Like I’m wondering if they made cat pee febreeze or something.”

Then I shut my mouth because when I open it I can taste it.  After three hours of walking down the wide cave I become concerned.  Shouldn’t we have found something by now?  Ugh, just another day in the US of A I guess.  Freaking bananas.  This sucks.  I just want to be back home to Texas.  After a short break we head on down the cave for three more hours until we reached a huge opening.  I stick my head out the cave and smell nothing, just the clean outside air.  To my confusion I realize the smell of the cat pee is still strong in the cave.  I look down outside the cave.  All I see is the side of a mountain.  Frustrated I begin to climb sideways to a flat surface that somewhat sticks out of the mountain.  Once I reach it I look down cautiously.  It’s freezing cold up here as a result of the altitude and cloudiness.  Wind whips at my face as I try to make out any buildings.  I see a city that seems tiny and then I see it.  The only identifiable building I can see from up here.  Chuckie Cheese.  Horror sweeps over me as I realize that the building that I thought was Chuckie Cheese was not……………………………………………………………………………………………..

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Just kidding yeah it was totally Chuckie Cheese. 

 

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Part Two of Mystery Story from my old blog.

 

Louis groaned, they always told him not to diss his birth mother, but why not? The woman LEFT HIM. How could he not? Anger welled up inside of him at the thought of her abandoning him as a baby. He’d been told Liz Hahn had not planned to be pregnant with Louis so once she gave birth, she left him at the doorstep of Janet and William Jones’ home. Louis thought of his birth mother as a coward, afraid to take care of him. Afraid of everything that had to do with, well, doing something. Most children fantasize about their birth parents being wonderful people, but Louis knew better to believe in silly unrealistic things like that because believing in that would only bring him disappointment.

“Louis, please come back downstairs” Janet called.

His eyebrows arch in question, Janet doesn’t say please when she’s angry. Janet never really says please anymore, she sounded… Worried.

But why? He always did this when he was upset.

Thump… Thump… Thump…

Panic welled up inside of him as he heard the strange footsteps. Or footstep, it was more like thump and then a sliding sound like something being dragged. It’s nothing he tells himself silently, I’m just letting my imagination get the best of me. No one is coming to get me, but Louis was wrong. For a man walked up those winding stairs, a man dragging a large bag full of something behind him, the bag smothering the newly bought white carpet with red liquid.

Kind of Creepy Short Story.

Waves lap against the rocks, mist shoots up as an effect of the impact.  The smell of the ocean, the feel of the grainy sand.  Everything about it is peaceful for me.  I inhale the beautiful scent and lay out the blanket onto the beach.  My body begins to relax after I lay on the blanket. 

I get up slowly after an hour of napping, the clouds block the sun, there is only a faint bit of light although it is two o’clock.  Wind blows and a chill sweeps over me.  Goosebumps form on my skin.

“Help!”

The scream breaks the peaceful silence, the scream must have woken me up.  I sprint over to the water where a small child flops her arms around aimlessly.  I run to the freezing water.  Why in the world would she be in the water when it’s this cold!  I wonder.

I call out to the eight year old girl.  I tell her I’m coming to her aid. 

Ignore the temperature of the water.

I swim as fast as I can to the spot in which she is.  I see her there, and for a moment she goes completely still, but she’s still afloat.  She smiles, revealing her sharp teeth.  In an instant pain fills my whole body and I’m limp in the water.  For just a moment I see the supposed girl as she swims away with her black scaly tail flopping behind her. 

Sirens sound behind me and I slip out of consciousness. 

“Can you hear me ma’am?” He asks me.

I move my arm slightly.

“We’ll need to take her to the hospital, load her onto the stretcher.” He tells others in the water.

As I’m being taken to shore, I can feel their eyes on me.  Their beady black eyes with dead yellowish skin pulled tight.  Fangs, sharp nails and bony fingers greet me in my dreams later in the night. 

I wasn’t supposed to survive, and they’ll make sure I don’t.  Telling anyone else won’t be possible since my vocal chords are gone.  So I’ll just lay here in my hospital bed, with its scratchy sheets, and I’ll say goodbye to everything I’ve ever known.  My family will come to visit me, their salty tears will sting their eyes as well as mine, because it seems its just too soon to say goodbye.  As we bid adieu I can’t help but think, fairytale creatures like mermaids and fairies, aren’t what they seem.

Part 2 of Random Cat Story!!!

Steve stumbles on a rock and the both of us go down.

“GOSH DANG IT STEVE I DON’T PAY YOU TO FALL!!!” I scream.

“You don’t pay me at all!” Steve screams back.

“Well then…  I feed you!”

“Yeah once a week!” Steve says annoyed.

“Well you’re magical so why can’t you get some food yourself?” I ask

“I don’t eat.”

“THEN WHY DO I FEED YOU!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!”  I ask enraged.

“I never said you had to” Steve replies.

I sigh, Steve and I get up refusing to speak to each other.  I get back on Steve and Steve continues walking up the mountain to the cave.

We reach the cave in about an hour.

“What’s the plan?” Mrs. Gold asks.

“Uh, what the h e double hockeysticks?  When did you get here?  No one invited you!” I say confused.

“I’ve been here the whole time!” She replies even happier than she had before.

“Okay,” I shake my head and point to a dark haired dark eyed woman sitting on the brown horse behind me, “You and…” I move my arm to a random blonde haired blue eyed man toward the back left, “you, watch Mrs. Gold”  I finally finish.

“How’d I get on this horse” Mrs. Gold says shakily.

The whole group behind me begins to mutter lots of things like “yeah how did I get this horse” or “I don’t even own a horse!”

“HEY SHUT UP!” I scream.

Everyone immediately stops talking.

“Steve got the horses for you, he’s got connections to you know the Horse, Unicorn, Pegasus, animal world.”  I say.

“Hey does anyone hear that?” Asks a tall dark skinned woman in the back.

Everyone listens attentively.  Cat yowling sounds from inside the cave.

“I’M COMING FOR YOU LEONARDO!!!” I scream.  (Leonardo is my cat, named after Leonardo DiCaprio.)

We all jump off our horses (and in my case unicorn) to head inside the cave in search for the cats.

WHOOSH!

Something runs by us quickly.