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|All a lie Pt. 1 (standard:mystery, 644 words) [1/4] show all parts|
|Author: Cooper47||Updated: Mar 07 2007||Views/Reads: 1940/0||Part vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Yes, I know. All the stories that i write are in Pts. that is because that i have school and is busy from that alot. so i can only send stories in parts. this is a hopefully 9 part story.|
All A lie Pt. 1-hello to Cedar Polk. ... everything is real, right? Do we exist...? RIIIIINNNNG! The sound of the alarm clock sent Cedar up. He shut it off and got ready for the day, first he brushes his teeth and takes a shower, puts on some dry clothes and ate. This happened Monday to Friday. "Only three more months. ONLY THREE!", Cedar yelled. He was getting tired of his old rutine. Little did he know that it all would change, even his thought of life itself, and his religious ways too (by the way, he is not going to worship the devil, or other evil things, I wouldn't write that) but that is later on. Cedar was around my age-which is 11, give or take a year. He had wavy golden hair and blue eyes. Not alot of kids liked him, but no one hated him either. Just kept to himself most of the time. He LOVED to read, if you ever looked at him he was reading. Gary Paulsen was his favorite author. "Hey Mom, good morning", he said at breakfast. "Good, that is if you like my oatmeal", she said holding back a faint smile. "I always love your food, and I think that I tast some apple in it, good call". They talked a little of everything and then took him to school. As you might tell, they were very close. "See you after school today Cedar-oh, don't forget to hand in your book report, your grade couldn't take such a important loss". "Okay mom", he answered absentmindedly. "Don't forget the gun, we will finally get respect from everyone", said CJ, Carl Jonson was planning an attack on a school. "CJ, they will be sorry that they messed wit us", SMG said- Sam Morgan Grant, was the helper of CJ. Their story is a bloody one but you have a right to know. They were step brothers of an abusive dad and a always high mother. At school they were always bullied, so bad almost every day one got beat up so bad that they were covered in blood. The parents didn't care, no one did, they were in it for their lives. "Come here Carl, don't you ever talk to me that way again", his father said. As he bent down the father took out a knife. That was it. Carl took it from his fathers hands and stabbed him in the chest with it, good ol' papi fell to the floor barly alive. "That will teach ya", and broke his neck,. Ever since that they killed who mocked them, but the kids didn't do anything-NOTHING! But, that didn't stop them. Okay class, talk freely while I grade, but all I ask is don't get out of control", Mrs. Cay instructed the class. She was a real nice teacher, but fair, and didn't take bulling. "So Coop, how is it going", Cedar asked, Coop was his best friend, they were insepreble. "Oh, Okay I guess, also I-", a bullet came threw the glass of the window. "Class get down!", Mrs. Cay yelled. The next bullet went right passed Coop. Everyone hid as CJ come threw the window. "Good morning class, may I say what a nice day it is outside", CJ said pleased with himself. "Don't you hurt them or God will send you to hell! They did nothing", Mrs. Cay told him. "Get away from my sight", and shot her in the head. "Run!!", Coop Yelled when CJ grabbed him and shot him at point blank range. "NOOOOO!!!", Cedar said in trama mostly. "Shut up", and aimed it right at his chest. "Don't", Cedar said. "Yes". "Please don't", He pleaded. "Bye!" Shot him in the chest, he fell to the ground with blood pooling around him, then...blackness.... People don't know if they go crazy, do they? , Tweet
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