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Short Story Conclusion in Other with 0 comments on Fri May 17, 2013 6:54 pm
Well thats it. I am not very happy with the ending, but this is just the shorter version for class. On my own I am going to be expanding it more with more detail. The ending won't be so lame and rushed, but I really didn't have time to do more the rough draft is due today. So yea also remember that this is just a rough draft that has not gone through any editing or proof reading (that is in progress). Thanks for reading 
Short Story Part 5 in Other with 0 comments on Fri May 17, 2013 6:54 pm
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Darrius stood up from his chair looking at what he had just done. The car accident spread across the multiple monitors hanging in front of his face. Gyran approached him from behind.
“Good it is about time you finished. Now we can start to go back and fix all of the files you corrupted,” Gyran stated in a harsh voice, “You better get started with the clean up now.” Darrius sat back down a Gyran walked away. Turning back towards the monitors he scanned his eyes over the picture again. The red vehicle laying upside down on the side of the road. Layna being treated by the paramedics in tears as she watches more paramedics trying to revive Finn.
Darrius felt the emotion start to well within himself. It was his fault Finn had to die. If he would have been more careful this all could have been avoided. He thought he could fix it without having to erase Finn, but he didn’t have enough time. Finn didn’t deserve this kind of ending. After the life he was living before the Grand Web collided with earth Darrius thought that placing him in a happier life would have been better. Some how though Gyran had found out what he was doing and forced him to stop. It had been his responsibility to rebuild Finn’s life and restore it to his mind, but he inserted Finn into the wrong life. One filled with much more happiness that what he was use to. Sure Darrius had to go in and change a bunch of the variables to make it so the family would recognize Finn as their own. Darrius was hoping to have been able to get everything squared away, so that it looked like that was Finn’s actual life. He tried to coax Finn into accepting this as his life, but Finn had put up a fight.
Darrius felt a tear fall from his eye. Killing someone was never easy for him. Darrius got up walking to the other side of the large computer filled room. He found Finn’s drawer and pulled it open revealing Finn’s stiff body. Pulling out the drawer the rest of the way he lifted Finn’s shirt showing the chord connecting him to what remained of the Grand Web.
After the Grand Web collided with Earth that day five years ago most of humanity was wiped out. Those who remained joined together and formed the council. The council gathered all the bodies that they could and brought them to these uplink connections where they could connect the people to what remained of the Grand Web. While the people were connected their minds were in a digital coma. In this digital coma the council would piece together all of the memories and pieces of lives that remained in the Grand Web. As they were doing this the people would live in a simulation of their lives a few days before the collision occurred over and over again, but every time they would not remember the last time, in an endless loop.
Darrius was in charge of his own sector of people. He had completed a couple of others, but once he got Finn he had slipped up and put Finn’s DNA code into the wrong files, and simulation. He was trying to reprogram everything so Finn would fit in with out causing to much damage to the files of the others. Darrius figured this would be alright, because after searching through the query of people the actual son’s body had never been recovered. Darrius was almost done with the reprogramming when Gyran forced him into doing what he had just done. He had to make Finn choke on the waffle, fall down the stairs, and now be in the car accident. Darrius had wished there was another way, but he had to follow Gyran’s orders and terminate Finn’s mind.
The deed was done it was time to unplug Finn’s body and move on to the next person. After all there was no mind left to put into the body. Darrius had killed it. He wrapped his fingers around the chord, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. There had to be another way, and besides Gyran now thought than Finn was dead. Darrius removed his hand from the chord and put Finn’s shirt back in place and closed the drawer. Walking back over to the desk he pulled up the scrolling code of Finn’s dying mind. Finn’s body was in transit to the hospital in the simulation Layna crying out with tears streaming from her eyes.
Looking through the code Darrius located Finn’s heartbeat variable, and it was almost to zero. Darrius watched as all of his life levels were almost diminished. Going through each one he put a code sequence in that would help bring them up. He returned his eyes to the simulation. He watched as Finn’s chest began to rise and fall. His heart variable returning to a normal level. Darrius smiled to himself. He selected the title of the simulation and changed it from Finn Krailo to the name of the next person he was suppose to be working on. That way when Gyran tried to see what he was working on from upstairs it would show up as someone else. Darrius cracked his knuckles and got back to work on Finn.
Finn could hear beeping. He tried to open his eyes, but he couldn’t get his lids open. He could feel something large sticking out of his mouth. There were voiced all around him. There was something pressed over his face. What was going on?
“He is waking up.” he heard one of the voices say.
“Quick remove the tape from his eyes!” replied another voice.
Finn felt hands on his forehead as the strangers removed the tape from his eyes. Once Finn opened his eyes he has to squint to see in the bright light. He tried to say something, but the tube in his mouth prevented him from saying anything.
“Don’t worry Finn you are in the hospital. You were in a car accident, and don’t worry your sister is fine just some bruises and a broken arm. Unfortunately you were not as lucky,” the nurse said with a sympathetic smile, “I am afraid you broke a few ribs, and you arm was sliced up pretty good. Don’t try moving it we have it strapped down so you don’t tear out the staples.” She finished pointing at his right arm.
Finn lifted his head and tried looking around the best he could. He could see cuts all over his chest. There were a couple that had staples in them along with a few stitches. He chest was mostly a deep purple and a green color from bruising. It hurt to take a deep breath. Looking over he saw staples running from just below his shoulder down to just past his elbow. His entire arm felt numb. Finn was confused, he could barely remember what happened. He remembered seeing the truck drivers face and the sound of sirens, but that was it. He laid his head back down on to the pillow.
A doctor walked into the room followed by his mother, father, and Layna her face still flushed from crying. His mother walked over to him and stroked her hand on his forehead.
“I am so glad you are alright,” she said as she started to cry, “didn’t I tell you before you left for school today not to give me anymore scares.” Finn started to cry he had never had people care for him so much before. He didn’t care that from this morning he had no idea who they were. Now they felt more like his family than anything ever had before. Finn tried to smile the tube in his mouth making it difficult, but he tried as the tears of joy started to flow from his eyes.
Darrius leaned back in his chair and smiled. He reached forward and switched off the monitors, and then the lights. On his way out he locked Finn’s drawer so no one would unplug the body. Darrius had put into to much work to let Finn die. Finn deserved this life. Darrius opened the exit door and walked outside locking it behind him. Tomorrow he would give Finn a day with out all of the injury. Darrius chuckled and started his walk home.
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Part 3: http://www.frihost.com/users/foumy6/blog/vp-151650.html
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Darrius stood up from his chair looking at what he had just done. The car accident spread across the multiple monitors hanging in front of his face. Gyran approached him from behind.
“Good it is about time you finished. Now we can start to go back and fix all of the files you corrupted,” Gyran stated in a harsh voice, “You better get started with the clean up now.” Darrius sat back down a Gyran walked away. Turning back towards the monitors he scanned his eyes over the picture again. The red vehicle laying upside down on the side of the road. Layna being treated by the paramedics in tears as she watches more paramedics trying to revive Finn.
Darrius felt the emotion start to well within himself. It was his fault Finn had to die. If he would have been more careful this all could have been avoided. He thought he could fix it without having to erase Finn, but he didn’t have enough time. Finn didn’t deserve this kind of ending. After the life he was living before the Grand Web collided with earth Darrius thought that placing him in a happier life would have been better. Some how though Gyran had found out what he was doing and forced him to stop. It had been his responsibility to rebuild Finn’s life and restore it to his mind, but he inserted Finn into the wrong life. One filled with much more happiness that what he was use to. Sure Darrius had to go in and change a bunch of the variables to make it so the family would recognize Finn as their own. Darrius was hoping to have been able to get everything squared away, so that it looked like that was Finn’s actual life. He tried to coax Finn into accepting this as his life, but Finn had put up a fight.
Darrius felt a tear fall from his eye. Killing someone was never easy for him. Darrius got up walking to the other side of the large computer filled room. He found Finn’s drawer and pulled it open revealing Finn’s stiff body. Pulling out the drawer the rest of the way he lifted Finn’s shirt showing the chord connecting him to what remained of the Grand Web.
After the Grand Web collided with Earth that day five years ago most of humanity was wiped out. Those who remained joined together and formed the council. The council gathered all the bodies that they could and brought them to these uplink connections where they could connect the people to what remained of the Grand Web. While the people were connected their minds were in a digital coma. In this digital coma the council would piece together all of the memories and pieces of lives that remained in the Grand Web. As they were doing this the people would live in a simulation of their lives a few days before the collision occurred over and over again, but every time they would not remember the last time, in an endless loop.
Darrius was in charge of his own sector of people. He had completed a couple of others, but once he got Finn he had slipped up and put Finn’s DNA code into the wrong files, and simulation. He was trying to reprogram everything so Finn would fit in with out causing to much damage to the files of the others. Darrius figured this would be alright, because after searching through the query of people the actual son’s body had never been recovered. Darrius was almost done with the reprogramming when Gyran forced him into doing what he had just done. He had to make Finn choke on the waffle, fall down the stairs, and now be in the car accident. Darrius had wished there was another way, but he had to follow Gyran’s orders and terminate Finn’s mind.
The deed was done it was time to unplug Finn’s body and move on to the next person. After all there was no mind left to put into the body. Darrius had killed it. He wrapped his fingers around the chord, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. There had to be another way, and besides Gyran now thought than Finn was dead. Darrius removed his hand from the chord and put Finn’s shirt back in place and closed the drawer. Walking back over to the desk he pulled up the scrolling code of Finn’s dying mind. Finn’s body was in transit to the hospital in the simulation Layna crying out with tears streaming from her eyes.
Looking through the code Darrius located Finn’s heartbeat variable, and it was almost to zero. Darrius watched as all of his life levels were almost diminished. Going through each one he put a code sequence in that would help bring them up. He returned his eyes to the simulation. He watched as Finn’s chest began to rise and fall. His heart variable returning to a normal level. Darrius smiled to himself. He selected the title of the simulation and changed it from Finn Krailo to the name of the next person he was suppose to be working on. That way when Gyran tried to see what he was working on from upstairs it would show up as someone else. Darrius cracked his knuckles and got back to work on Finn.
Finn could hear beeping. He tried to open his eyes, but he couldn’t get his lids open. He could feel something large sticking out of his mouth. There were voiced all around him. There was something pressed over his face. What was going on?
“He is waking up.” he heard one of the voices say.
“Quick remove the tape from his eyes!” replied another voice.
Finn felt hands on his forehead as the strangers removed the tape from his eyes. Once Finn opened his eyes he has to squint to see in the bright light. He tried to say something, but the tube in his mouth prevented him from saying anything.
“Don’t worry Finn you are in the hospital. You were in a car accident, and don’t worry your sister is fine just some bruises and a broken arm. Unfortunately you were not as lucky,” the nurse said with a sympathetic smile, “I am afraid you broke a few ribs, and you arm was sliced up pretty good. Don’t try moving it we have it strapped down so you don’t tear out the staples.” She finished pointing at his right arm.
Finn lifted his head and tried looking around the best he could. He could see cuts all over his chest. There were a couple that had staples in them along with a few stitches. He chest was mostly a deep purple and a green color from bruising. It hurt to take a deep breath. Looking over he saw staples running from just below his shoulder down to just past his elbow. His entire arm felt numb. Finn was confused, he could barely remember what happened. He remembered seeing the truck drivers face and the sound of sirens, but that was it. He laid his head back down on to the pillow.
A doctor walked into the room followed by his mother, father, and Layna her face still flushed from crying. His mother walked over to him and stroked her hand on his forehead.
“I am so glad you are alright,” she said as she started to cry, “didn’t I tell you before you left for school today not to give me anymore scares.” Finn started to cry he had never had people care for him so much before. He didn’t care that from this morning he had no idea who they were. Now they felt more like his family than anything ever had before. Finn tried to smile the tube in his mouth making it difficult, but he tried as the tears of joy started to flow from his eyes.
Darrius leaned back in his chair and smiled. He reached forward and switched off the monitors, and then the lights. On his way out he locked Finn’s drawer so no one would unplug the body. Darrius had put into to much work to let Finn die. Finn deserved this life. Darrius opened the exit door and walked outside locking it behind him. Tomorrow he would give Finn a day with out all of the injury. Darrius chuckled and started his walk home.
Short Story Part 4 in Creative Writing with 0 comments on Fri May 17, 2013 6:49 pm
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Finn shoved the final piece of waffle into his mouth. His cheeks were puffed out as he tried to chew all the food he had shoved into his mouth. He tried swallowing but it wouldn’t go down. He couldn’t get any air through. Finn felt his heart starting to speed up as he began to panic. Lurching up from the table he put his hands buy his throat trying to force air out. Trying to make a sound, but he couldn’t get anything to come through. He slammed his fist down on the table. His dad finally lowered the paper, and saw Finn choking struggling to get any air that he could. He jumped up running over to Finn. Placing his arms around Finn he started doing the heimlich maneuver. After a particularly hard thrust Finn lurched forward the waffle dislodging from his windpipe. Finn coughed as air started to return from his legs.
“Gotta slow down there buddy. That could have been very bad!” exclaimed the father patting Finn on the back. Finn leaned on the table and coughed a couple more times. He felt a throbbing pain in his abdomen from the violent force that had been applied to it.
“Thanks,” Finn mustered once he had regained enough air to speak again. Standing up straight he stretched his arms above his head and yawned.
“Enough of that,” his father said laughing, “you better go get ready for school you don’t want Layna to leave you behind, and you know she will.” Finn smiled and turned walking his way back through the gleaming white kitchen, and through the living room. While passing through the living room his mother stood up from the couch.
“Is everything alright I heard a lot of noise, and coughing,” his mom stated with and obvious amount of worry in her voice.
“Everything is fine Mom, I just forgot how to eat waffles for a little,” Finn said with a cheeky laugh. As Finn proceeded to the stairs he felt an awkward feeling in his gut. He had just called her mom. It had felt so natural, like this is where he was suppose to be. These strangers were starting to feel a lot more like he had known them forever. It felt more natural than he thought it should. Maybe he was just going crazy. Maybe that other life was just a dream.
As Finn walked into his room he looked at the bathroom door.
“No time for a shower I only have 15 minutes until Layna is leaving,” he said to himself. Then again he could always just walk to school, but there was one problem he couldn’t remember how to get there. He felt a sharp shooting pain in the back of his head. The pain vanished as suddenly as it had disappeared. He walked over to the dresser opening the top drawer. He picked a pair of boxers, and some socks. Placing them on the bed he moved to the closet where after browsing for a minute he picked a shirt. Grabbing a pair of jeans from one of the storage units in the closet he returned to his bed. It struck him once he had reached the bed. If he had never been in this room before, then how did he know where to find all of the cloths. He had never gone through the dresser, or storage units when he had woken up that morning. After Finn had changed he grabbed the pajamas walking into the bathroom he through the pajamas into the small basket he had saw there during his morning exploration. Walking over to the sink he looked at himself in the mirror. At least his hair looked okay enough. Hopefully he could get away with a shower later in the day. Opening the mirror he found a tube a tooth paste. Picking up the tooth brush that was laying on the side of the sink Finn quickly brushed his teeth.
“You got 5 minutes punk!” Finn heard Layna yell from outside his bedroom door jingling some keys in her hand. Finn quickly finished brushing his teeth.
Once he had finished he rushed out of his room. He began running down the stairs when he felt his foot get caught on something. He tried to grab for some support but missed the railing. Tumbling head first he rolled down the remaining stairs bending his neck in a very painful position as he went down. His mother rushed from the couch to help him up.
“Oh my are you hurt!? Do you need to go to the hospital?” his mother questioned panic flooding her words.
“No I think I’m alright,” Finn answered rubbing his sore neck. “Great,” he thought to himself, “now I get to go through the day with a sore stomach, and some killer neck pains.” As Finn was slipping on his shoes his mother brought him his backpack.
“Have a good day honey, and please try to be a little more careful I can’t handle anymore scared today.” she said with a worried smile. She leaned in giving Finn a tight hug before turning him around and shoving his out the door. “Now hurry up Layna is already waiting in the car.”
Finn approached the red vehicle still rubbing his tender neck. Opening the passenger door Finn got in placing the backpack at his feet. Without saying a word Layna put the car in reverse, and backed out of the drive through. Finn was off to what felt like his first day of school.
“I told you to get this done.”
“I am trying sir.”
“Obviously not hard enough, we cannot have our whole lives work ruined because of your mistake that you refuse to fix.”
“I promise you sir I am doing everything I can to fix it”
“Enough talk. Get back to work, and get this done.”
Once Finn arrived at school he was surrounded with new faces. He had a strange sense. For some reason he new where to go, but he was positive he had never been here before. He went to all of the right classes, and there was even a finished homework assignment in the backpack. The school day went by in a haze, and Finn felt like he was just the vessel on a set path. Luckily his neck didn’t bug him much during the day, except when would try to look up, or raise his hand. Things still just did not feel completely right. Before he knew it the final bell was ringing, and the day was over.
Finn walked out of the double doors to the front stair case of the school. Looking around he saw Layna’s car waiting for him. As he approached he could see Layna sitting in the driver seat paging through a magazine. Finn tried to open the passenger door, but found that it was locked. Knocking on the window he tried to get Layna’s attention. Layna took a quick glance before returning her eyes to her magazine. She moved her had over the switch causing the lock on the door to flip up. She put away her magazine as Finn got into the car. Again she didn’t say anything to him as she pulled away from the school. About half way back to the house they stopped at a red light.
“Are you okay Layna? You haven’t spoken a single word to me since we left the house this morning,” Finn asked looking over.
“Well lets just say that I got some surprising information while I was waiting for you in the car this morning. I tell you when mom and dad are around so you can all here it,” she replied her eyes still focused on the red light.
The light changed to green and Layna hit the gas. Out of nowhere Finn heard a loud car horn followed by tires squealing. Time felt like it started to slow. Finn looked out his window, and saw the large truck heading straight for the car. Time slowed even more, and he could see the horrified look of the truck driver. Finn braced himself, pressing his hands against the seat. Time returned to normal, and the truck struck.
The car was thrown across the street, where it continued to roll a couple times. Finn heard Layna screaming, he was trying to stay calm, but soon he found him self screaming just as loud. He felt the car stop rolling, and heard the faint sounds of sirens. Finn tried his hardest to stay awake. His vision was starting to get hazy. He felt hands pulling on him before everything went black.
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Finn shoved the final piece of waffle into his mouth. His cheeks were puffed out as he tried to chew all the food he had shoved into his mouth. He tried swallowing but it wouldn’t go down. He couldn’t get any air through. Finn felt his heart starting to speed up as he began to panic. Lurching up from the table he put his hands buy his throat trying to force air out. Trying to make a sound, but he couldn’t get anything to come through. He slammed his fist down on the table. His dad finally lowered the paper, and saw Finn choking struggling to get any air that he could. He jumped up running over to Finn. Placing his arms around Finn he started doing the heimlich maneuver. After a particularly hard thrust Finn lurched forward the waffle dislodging from his windpipe. Finn coughed as air started to return from his legs.
“Gotta slow down there buddy. That could have been very bad!” exclaimed the father patting Finn on the back. Finn leaned on the table and coughed a couple more times. He felt a throbbing pain in his abdomen from the violent force that had been applied to it.
“Thanks,” Finn mustered once he had regained enough air to speak again. Standing up straight he stretched his arms above his head and yawned.
“Enough of that,” his father said laughing, “you better go get ready for school you don’t want Layna to leave you behind, and you know she will.” Finn smiled and turned walking his way back through the gleaming white kitchen, and through the living room. While passing through the living room his mother stood up from the couch.
“Is everything alright I heard a lot of noise, and coughing,” his mom stated with and obvious amount of worry in her voice.
“Everything is fine Mom, I just forgot how to eat waffles for a little,” Finn said with a cheeky laugh. As Finn proceeded to the stairs he felt an awkward feeling in his gut. He had just called her mom. It had felt so natural, like this is where he was suppose to be. These strangers were starting to feel a lot more like he had known them forever. It felt more natural than he thought it should. Maybe he was just going crazy. Maybe that other life was just a dream.
As Finn walked into his room he looked at the bathroom door.
“No time for a shower I only have 15 minutes until Layna is leaving,” he said to himself. Then again he could always just walk to school, but there was one problem he couldn’t remember how to get there. He felt a sharp shooting pain in the back of his head. The pain vanished as suddenly as it had disappeared. He walked over to the dresser opening the top drawer. He picked a pair of boxers, and some socks. Placing them on the bed he moved to the closet where after browsing for a minute he picked a shirt. Grabbing a pair of jeans from one of the storage units in the closet he returned to his bed. It struck him once he had reached the bed. If he had never been in this room before, then how did he know where to find all of the cloths. He had never gone through the dresser, or storage units when he had woken up that morning. After Finn had changed he grabbed the pajamas walking into the bathroom he through the pajamas into the small basket he had saw there during his morning exploration. Walking over to the sink he looked at himself in the mirror. At least his hair looked okay enough. Hopefully he could get away with a shower later in the day. Opening the mirror he found a tube a tooth paste. Picking up the tooth brush that was laying on the side of the sink Finn quickly brushed his teeth.
“You got 5 minutes punk!” Finn heard Layna yell from outside his bedroom door jingling some keys in her hand. Finn quickly finished brushing his teeth.
Once he had finished he rushed out of his room. He began running down the stairs when he felt his foot get caught on something. He tried to grab for some support but missed the railing. Tumbling head first he rolled down the remaining stairs bending his neck in a very painful position as he went down. His mother rushed from the couch to help him up.
“Oh my are you hurt!? Do you need to go to the hospital?” his mother questioned panic flooding her words.
“No I think I’m alright,” Finn answered rubbing his sore neck. “Great,” he thought to himself, “now I get to go through the day with a sore stomach, and some killer neck pains.” As Finn was slipping on his shoes his mother brought him his backpack.
“Have a good day honey, and please try to be a little more careful I can’t handle anymore scared today.” she said with a worried smile. She leaned in giving Finn a tight hug before turning him around and shoving his out the door. “Now hurry up Layna is already waiting in the car.”
Finn approached the red vehicle still rubbing his tender neck. Opening the passenger door Finn got in placing the backpack at his feet. Without saying a word Layna put the car in reverse, and backed out of the drive through. Finn was off to what felt like his first day of school.
“I told you to get this done.”
“I am trying sir.”
“Obviously not hard enough, we cannot have our whole lives work ruined because of your mistake that you refuse to fix.”
“I promise you sir I am doing everything I can to fix it”
“Enough talk. Get back to work, and get this done.”
Once Finn arrived at school he was surrounded with new faces. He had a strange sense. For some reason he new where to go, but he was positive he had never been here before. He went to all of the right classes, and there was even a finished homework assignment in the backpack. The school day went by in a haze, and Finn felt like he was just the vessel on a set path. Luckily his neck didn’t bug him much during the day, except when would try to look up, or raise his hand. Things still just did not feel completely right. Before he knew it the final bell was ringing, and the day was over.
Finn walked out of the double doors to the front stair case of the school. Looking around he saw Layna’s car waiting for him. As he approached he could see Layna sitting in the driver seat paging through a magazine. Finn tried to open the passenger door, but found that it was locked. Knocking on the window he tried to get Layna’s attention. Layna took a quick glance before returning her eyes to her magazine. She moved her had over the switch causing the lock on the door to flip up. She put away her magazine as Finn got into the car. Again she didn’t say anything to him as she pulled away from the school. About half way back to the house they stopped at a red light.
“Are you okay Layna? You haven’t spoken a single word to me since we left the house this morning,” Finn asked looking over.
“Well lets just say that I got some surprising information while I was waiting for you in the car this morning. I tell you when mom and dad are around so you can all here it,” she replied her eyes still focused on the red light.
The light changed to green and Layna hit the gas. Out of nowhere Finn heard a loud car horn followed by tires squealing. Time felt like it started to slow. Finn looked out his window, and saw the large truck heading straight for the car. Time slowed even more, and he could see the horrified look of the truck driver. Finn braced himself, pressing his hands against the seat. Time returned to normal, and the truck struck.
The car was thrown across the street, where it continued to roll a couple times. Finn heard Layna screaming, he was trying to stay calm, but soon he found him self screaming just as loud. He felt the car stop rolling, and heard the faint sounds of sirens. Finn tried his hardest to stay awake. His vision was starting to get hazy. He felt hands pulling on him before everything went black.
Short Story Part 3 in Creative Writing with 0 comments on Thu May 16, 2013 9:22 pm
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Finn almost burst out laughing. How could he be okay! He has just woken up in a place where he has no idea where he is, and now is meeting people he has never met before in his life that are acting like they are his family. He was far from being okay.
“Yea... I’m fine just a bit tired.” Finn answered trying to not make eye contact with the stranger.
She smiled, “Okay, why don’t you eat some breakfast before you have to get ready for school.” She motioned at the chair next to the younger girl. Who by this time had finished her eggs, and had not moved on to a waffle. Finn moved to the chair, and sat down. He just sat and looked at them. He tried to think if he had ever seen these people before in his life. The only people he could remember was his drunk father, and terrified mother. He was so confused.
Putting down her coffee, “Are you sure there is nothing wrong dear? You have just been sitting there looking at us.” Her eyes grew a look of worry, “Is there something that you need to tell us Finn?” Finn panicked. They knew his name too!
“No, I am fine. I just can’t decide what I want to eat today.” Finn said putting on a fake smile.
“Well if your not going to have any bacon, then I am going to have it.” The father stated lowering the paper from his face, and taking another drink of coffee. He put down the mug and gave Finn a friendly smile. Who were these people, and why are they being so nice to me!?
“Just eat.” The word floated into his mind. Like they were whispered to him from somewhere inside himself. Finn picked a couple pieces of sausage, and a couple of waffles placing them on his plate. The girl sitting next to him passed him a small glass pitcher filled with syrup. Finn poured the golden liquid over the steaming warm food. Cutting a piece of sausage he swished it around in the syrup before lifting it to his mouth. It was ecstasy. Finn had never had sausage, at least for about the last three years. The only taste he could remember was mashed potatoes and other veggies.
Finn heard the whisper again in his head, “Good now relax. Eat breakfast with your family.” Family the word struck Finn. This was not his family, or was it? Was the other family just a dream? He tried thinking. A picture of the girl floated into his head.
“Layna” Finn breathed out.
“Yea?” The girl said looked at Finn with a quizzical look on her face.
“N-nothing,” Finn said looking back down at his plate picking up a syrup drenched piece of waffle.
Another whisper, “Eat with your family be happy. You better hurry up your father needs to leave for work soon, and your mother is almost done with her coffee. Layna is almost done eating, and she is your ride to school. She will leave you behind. After all she has to get to her college math class.” Finn closed his eyes.
“Please sir just give me some more time!”
“No, this is you mistake, and you need to fix it. Soon.”
“But sir, I know I can...”
“I don’t want to hear it. You know what you have to do, and you better do it. I’ll be checking back to see if you have succeeded.”
Finn opened his eyes. He felt his heart start to slow down. Things started to feel normal. These people didn’t feel like such strangers anymore. Looking down he noticed that he stand half a waffle left.
Getting up from her chair, “Better hurry up kid we leave in 20.” Layna stated walking into the next room. Finn Quickly scarfed down the rest of his waffle.
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This is just what I got done so far today. Well part 2 and this one.
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Finn almost burst out laughing. How could he be okay! He has just woken up in a place where he has no idea where he is, and now is meeting people he has never met before in his life that are acting like they are his family. He was far from being okay.
“Yea... I’m fine just a bit tired.” Finn answered trying to not make eye contact with the stranger.
She smiled, “Okay, why don’t you eat some breakfast before you have to get ready for school.” She motioned at the chair next to the younger girl. Who by this time had finished her eggs, and had not moved on to a waffle. Finn moved to the chair, and sat down. He just sat and looked at them. He tried to think if he had ever seen these people before in his life. The only people he could remember was his drunk father, and terrified mother. He was so confused.
Putting down her coffee, “Are you sure there is nothing wrong dear? You have just been sitting there looking at us.” Her eyes grew a look of worry, “Is there something that you need to tell us Finn?” Finn panicked. They knew his name too!
“No, I am fine. I just can’t decide what I want to eat today.” Finn said putting on a fake smile.
“Well if your not going to have any bacon, then I am going to have it.” The father stated lowering the paper from his face, and taking another drink of coffee. He put down the mug and gave Finn a friendly smile. Who were these people, and why are they being so nice to me!?
“Just eat.” The word floated into his mind. Like they were whispered to him from somewhere inside himself. Finn picked a couple pieces of sausage, and a couple of waffles placing them on his plate. The girl sitting next to him passed him a small glass pitcher filled with syrup. Finn poured the golden liquid over the steaming warm food. Cutting a piece of sausage he swished it around in the syrup before lifting it to his mouth. It was ecstasy. Finn had never had sausage, at least for about the last three years. The only taste he could remember was mashed potatoes and other veggies.
Finn heard the whisper again in his head, “Good now relax. Eat breakfast with your family.” Family the word struck Finn. This was not his family, or was it? Was the other family just a dream? He tried thinking. A picture of the girl floated into his head.
“Layna” Finn breathed out.
“Yea?” The girl said looked at Finn with a quizzical look on her face.
“N-nothing,” Finn said looking back down at his plate picking up a syrup drenched piece of waffle.
Another whisper, “Eat with your family be happy. You better hurry up your father needs to leave for work soon, and your mother is almost done with her coffee. Layna is almost done eating, and she is your ride to school. She will leave you behind. After all she has to get to her college math class.” Finn closed his eyes.
“Please sir just give me some more time!”
“No, this is you mistake, and you need to fix it. Soon.”
“But sir, I know I can...”
“I don’t want to hear it. You know what you have to do, and you better do it. I’ll be checking back to see if you have succeeded.”
Finn opened his eyes. He felt his heart start to slow down. Things started to feel normal. These people didn’t feel like such strangers anymore. Looking down he noticed that he stand half a waffle left.
Getting up from her chair, “Better hurry up kid we leave in 20.” Layna stated walking into the next room. Finn Quickly scarfed down the rest of his waffle.
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This is just what I got done so far today. Well part 2 and this one.