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Av Marcus Abrahamson - 16 maj 2013 18:03

I feel the wind. I feel the dust falling around in the air. Leafs falling down to the earth. The moon is shining, making me happy. I need to feel the feeling of moonlight, cold things like wind and dust in the sky. Someone is there... Bihind me... Hurting the nature... That makes me angry.

 

It was just a dream, Michael has falled asleep in front of the table. Its three o´clock at night, Michael can´t sleep so his going to a party at "Sister´s And Brother´s", the citys most popular club.

 

 

"Are you on the list?", asked the doorman.

"My name is Michael Crinsey", said Michael.

"Oh your on the list, you can go in."

 

 

"May I have a drink?"

"How old are you?"

I´m sixteen years old, eighteen if two weeks, I promise."

"Hm... You have to drink soda tonight, sorry."

"Well I take a coke then."

 

This dammed club with the rules!!! I hate it.

 

"Do you have fun?" asked a familiar person.

"Not directly..."

 

Oh no, it´s Kurt... Dammed, dammed, dammed!!!

 

"I gotta go..."

"Okay, see you later then."

 

 

Michael is running, he is  running to the forrest. It´s his favorite place.

No! No, no, no! Dammed! The forrest is "dead". The trees is gone, the grass is almost gone. There is only one reason for this, the man in Michaels dream. And the worst of all is that he´s behind Michael.

 

 

 


Av Marcus Abrahamson - 11 januari 2013 20:40

Sent igår kväll, klockan 23:14 så satt jag vid datorn och så hörde jag ett ljud typ om nån gnisslade mot en vägg, men jag struntade i det och fortsatte bara med datorn. Det slutade efter ca 5 minuter och jag tänkte: "Gud vilken lättnad" och jag fortsatte med datorn... Det gick ca 30 minuter sen så kom det där gisslandet igen och jag började leta efter ljudets källa men inga spår. Jag brydde mig inte om det längre.

Det slutade tillsist igen men då började ett annat ljud störa mig och det lät som om nån skrapade bestick mot varann. Jag tänkte: "ska det börjas nu igen?" Så då gick jag och kollade efter källan till det ljudet men inget lyckat letande. Så jag satte mig vid datorn igen och brydde mig inte om det heller.

Sen så började det igen och då öppnade jag dörren men ingenting men bakdörren lät som om nån försökte bryta sig in och jag gick dit men nej inget där heller. Sen så gick jag tillbaka till hallen och där stod en man med vässad kniv...

Av Marcus Abrahamson - 8 januari 2013 18:01

Once upon a time there was a knight who was scary for the town called "Black Faraway" but the knight was really nice but it was because his face, it was black and horribly with tales here and there, he had grey eyes and a big mouth with big teeth. One day when two little girls played in the forrest behind the town saw them the knight and they screamed really loud but nobody heard them. The black knight was so happy of that and threw them up in his arms and ran to a cave. There was a treasure of gold, rubies, emeralds and diamonds but the knight stared at only one thing, a magic wand and he tried to show the girls with gestures that they would get it. It took a while but finally understood them that they would get it. They gave him it slow and hesitant but he got what he wanted. He tried to say something when he had it in his hand but that who came out of his mouth was a bright scream and a muffled roar, but they heard something more, a small nooooooooooo! THE END!

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