Mondt
10-09-2006, 04:42 PM
Fortunate are we to see the light of day. Where darkness may prevail, light pours through. Although, instead if a beam or a ray, it will come all at once, as if fiercely attacking. Darkness is losing its place in this world. Light is attacking and shifting the balance. There is not much darkness left in a world where light has become feral.
Just when I thought I could sleep, it started happening again. Light is not supposed to make noise! Ever since it started, it's been tough to sleep. The noise is sort of like a low hum, although it seems like a screech right now. Seventy-two hours. That's how long I've been awake. Oh well, it's 6 o' clock now anyway. “Time to wake up.”
“Max, get down here!” Why does she have to say that every morning? I think I've learned to walk downstairs without my mom telling me. I'm nearly falling forward down the stairs when our cat, Snow, hisses at the TV. She never did like the “Good Morning America” hosts. As I get further downstairs, though, I realize that's not what she is hissing at. I can hear that dreadful hum that kept me awake these past three nights. Slowly, the TV's shadow began to deteriorate.
“Mom, TV stand's losing its shadow,” I said casually. Things like this have happened before. Last night it was my PlayStation. The moon must have been reaching through my mini-blinds. It's still so odd to see things without a shadow, especially people. Practically no one has a shadow anymore. Actually, Groundhog Day has been revoked as a holiday because nobody can find a groundhog with a shadow.
“We're losing another one?” she groaned, “I can't stand to replace all of this furniture just so there's a little dark in the house. I have to take care of you, you know.”
“I know, mom.”
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I wrote this up in my World History class today while I was waiting for class to end. You have lots of time when you finish tests early... Anywho, this is pretty much the beginning of something that will never happen. Figured, hey, I never write stuff, so why not put it on the NPF? Throw some WTFs in there.
Keep in mind that a self-titled entirely uncreative 14 year old wrote this. Really, that means 'don't insult me too much.'
Edit: Spelling.
Just when I thought I could sleep, it started happening again. Light is not supposed to make noise! Ever since it started, it's been tough to sleep. The noise is sort of like a low hum, although it seems like a screech right now. Seventy-two hours. That's how long I've been awake. Oh well, it's 6 o' clock now anyway. “Time to wake up.”
“Max, get down here!” Why does she have to say that every morning? I think I've learned to walk downstairs without my mom telling me. I'm nearly falling forward down the stairs when our cat, Snow, hisses at the TV. She never did like the “Good Morning America” hosts. As I get further downstairs, though, I realize that's not what she is hissing at. I can hear that dreadful hum that kept me awake these past three nights. Slowly, the TV's shadow began to deteriorate.
“Mom, TV stand's losing its shadow,” I said casually. Things like this have happened before. Last night it was my PlayStation. The moon must have been reaching through my mini-blinds. It's still so odd to see things without a shadow, especially people. Practically no one has a shadow anymore. Actually, Groundhog Day has been revoked as a holiday because nobody can find a groundhog with a shadow.
“We're losing another one?” she groaned, “I can't stand to replace all of this furniture just so there's a little dark in the house. I have to take care of you, you know.”
“I know, mom.”
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I wrote this up in my World History class today while I was waiting for class to end. You have lots of time when you finish tests early... Anywho, this is pretty much the beginning of something that will never happen. Figured, hey, I never write stuff, so why not put it on the NPF? Throw some WTFs in there.
Keep in mind that a self-titled entirely uncreative 14 year old wrote this. Really, that means 'don't insult me too much.'
Edit: Spelling.