It was night, and they said something about a meteor that night, and so I went out, and a meteor was hurtling through the atmosphere... no, an asteroid, said Rayure...
and when it exploded on the ground, the lava singed me, but I was invincible, of course... I punched back. And we all began to laugh and celebrate, and the night fled away...
The next morning, I discovered my flash drive with my Journalism articles destroyed by the space-rock...
I was horribly mad.
But the story!, the story!
The story mustn't suffer!
I:
- kill! fight! death!
- (enfp, future peripatetic and/or cat owner)
Thursday, December 3, 2009
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