My Story/Begging chapter

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Sry i didnt put either periods commas or paragraphs i wrote this within 20 mins and needed some ideas of what u think of it i just typed it and didnt read it because i should be leaving for soccer practice any second now and if any wants the real Action of the story just post and tell me :d



Connor Sat in the conner of his class Slowly watching the clock pretrude to the right every second.This was a Daily ritual for him he would watch the clock Until the day would end His parents would disapprove but he didnt minded him It welded up the anticipation of the bell. When the bell rang Instead of following his instinct of getting up and joining his fellow class mates he stayed without any contempt Today was feeling diffrent from him other then the 3 false fire alarms and the constant stream of kids getting sent home because of a mysterious illness that seemed to be forsaken them...Because within moments they would be grasping there head with either exasporation or pain. So as he sat in his seat he watched the whole class file out...Even as the teacher,mrs.Webb walked out with every other student Every one seemed to be ignoring him. Getting up swiftly he headed toward the exit of the class then he would head right towards the main hall and take a quick left making sure not to run into upper classmen. He knew every hall of this School. So as he reached the hall He was suprised to be the only one there.In anger he cursed himself Because he might be late for one of his "shows". His "shows" where the best part of his day its what he craved them. He would Rush home Finding the townhouse with the many lawn gnomes,his mother insisted on naming each one which she gave its own proud postion. As he reached teh door he would find the hidden key under the door mate. Within a few moments apon entering the house he would be seating in his most comfortable postion with either popcorn or a coke in his hands. So with the thought of being late for his "shows" it willed him to pick up the pace for the entrance of the school. As he jogged through the halls his brwn hair was illumnated by the lights above him. As he neared the door the lights flickered as if warning him. Pushing the door open he Was flooded with light that poured in. Covering his eyes with his left arm he waited a few moments for them to adujst suddenly a shadow proppeled over him freeing him for the light opening his eyes he spotted a man wearing a all black suit the mans face was filled with confidence pride and the look of a maniac smilling menancly he revealed that his teeth where sharpened at the ends and his black hair was covered with a top hat that glowed in the sun light abrublty the man beggan limping toward him all the while grinning Connor was shocked with this happening not only with this man approaching him but when he uncovered his eyes he expected the court yard ahead of the school to be filled with kids but instead it was empty except for the man who was approaching him at a unsteady pace suddnely he spoke saying "Hello....Connor....Mighty Fine day .....isnt it .....?" he twitched as he spoke as the man limped toward him he grabbed a butterfly that unfortuantly flew to close to the man with power the man killed the butterfly by making his hand into a fist "Dont ....looked so worry connor everything lives.... and.... dies its the way of life.... Things need to die.... in order to bring life" the man said as he unravled his fist letting what was of the butterfly drop out of his hand. Connors Face turned to a expression of disgust and fear




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