So I'm sitting in the back of the van on the way to a mission and I just have to say that it is too cold for this shit, like who is crazy enough to go for a run during sub freezing temperatures with a nice layer of ice on the ground. Who ever you are I just want to say " sucks to be you I'm secretly wearing a ton of layers " Lol. End transmission
Sunday, February 15, 2015
Monday, February 9, 2015
boredom
So this one is out of utter boredom primarily for the fact that I have really nothing interesting to post. So here is a start of story.
"Man what a day" thought Max. The sun weaved it's way through the leave and a soft Fall breeze raced across the fields as the bus approached the old farmhouse. With a sigh Max picked up his backpack and shuffled to the mailbox. The brakes squealed as the large yellow transport came to a stop, the door swung open and Max climbed up the stairs. The bus took off as he stumbled to his usual seat. With a shudder and a jolt, the school bus lurched forward rolling progressing the day.
The day dragged by as the hands danced around the clocks face. Staring out the window Max dreamed of the life of a bird, floating on the warm thermals of the afternoon. Out of the corner of his eye a figure stumbled into view. A young woman in a torn cloth dress limped on a what seems to be a broken leg but didn't seem to inconvenience the lady's determined march. One of the rebellious teens was out on his skateboard when he approached the feminine figure. The moment of curiosity is all that was needed for the woman to sink into the flesh of the boy. Max continued to watch as the teen pushed the woman off of him and ran off down the street, blood dripping as he moved. The sirens sounded for everyone to take cover, screams and gunshots filled the air. The window cracked and blood filled Max's mouth. The air stands the as the day grew dark.
Yeah that's all that I'm motivated to write at this moment if you enjoyed this and wish for more than write it so down in the comments :p
"Man what a day" thought Max. The sun weaved it's way through the leave and a soft Fall breeze raced across the fields as the bus approached the old farmhouse. With a sigh Max picked up his backpack and shuffled to the mailbox. The brakes squealed as the large yellow transport came to a stop, the door swung open and Max climbed up the stairs. The bus took off as he stumbled to his usual seat. With a shudder and a jolt, the school bus lurched forward rolling progressing the day.
The day dragged by as the hands danced around the clocks face. Staring out the window Max dreamed of the life of a bird, floating on the warm thermals of the afternoon. Out of the corner of his eye a figure stumbled into view. A young woman in a torn cloth dress limped on a what seems to be a broken leg but didn't seem to inconvenience the lady's determined march. One of the rebellious teens was out on his skateboard when he approached the feminine figure. The moment of curiosity is all that was needed for the woman to sink into the flesh of the boy. Max continued to watch as the teen pushed the woman off of him and ran off down the street, blood dripping as he moved. The sirens sounded for everyone to take cover, screams and gunshots filled the air. The window cracked and blood filled Max's mouth. The air stands the as the day grew dark.
Yeah that's all that I'm motivated to write at this moment if you enjoyed this and wish for more than write it so down in the comments :p
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
Something New
Here yah go a brand new post because you said you are getting bored with my one post. Tomorrow is my first mission I will be going with my team leader and someone random from my team. So yeah I have nothing really to post but I am working on my story (if I can get my mind in a focused forward gear). Also I'm looking into buying a car what do you recommend my fellow viewers post your comments below.
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