The Arrival
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The Arrival
The razor red eyes burned in the night sky. It stood unblinking at the stranger. The memorza watched the two red stars closely. It squinted toward the anesa. Eventually it took the shape of a gleaming red dragon for all to see. A look of desperation flashed across the memorza’s face. For that is a bad sign. A sign of evil. Destruction. "I must get on with my mission." The memorza mumbled to no one in particular. A snake of smoke appeared and wrapped around the memorza and they both disappeared in a cover of smoke, the memorza within its grasp.* * * * * * * * * * * *
"AHHHHHHH" I sprung off my pillow, gasping for breath. I looked around my room, reassuring myself that is was just a dream. It was way too scary, that dream.I was comforted again but I still have this weird feeling. As if the dream was trying to tell me something.In the midst of it all, I caught a glimpse of my alarm clock. 6:18.
Yikes! I’m going to be late!
* * * * * * * * * * * * *You know, I never really thought of myself as weird. I’m normal looking: layered black hair, medium height, tan skin. Nothing out of the ordinary actually happened to me either. Until that day.School was boring, as usual. And I did get a week detention for being late. Ok, maybe it didn’t help when I pushed Bran in the trash can but he was asking for it! I mean, he was singing a stupid tardy song that he obviously made up. Plus, he didn’t shut up, and I did give him a warning. Actually what I said was, "Shut that mouth before I punch your teeth out!" Of course girls don’t punch, so I pushed him in the trash can instead. Oh well.But I guess I was so mad because he actually hit on something that was personal and secret. See, on the back of my neck I have this really weird picture. It just shows some weird nature things and a bunch of words that I can not for my life understand. And I am not tattooed unlike what Bigmouth Bran said.I was...
The razor red eyes burned in the night sky. It stood unblinking at the stranger. The memorza watched the two red stars closely. It squinted toward the anesa. Eventually it took the shape of a gleaming red dragon for all to see. A look of desperation flashed across the memorza’s face. For that is a bad sign. A sign of evil. Destruction. "I must get on with my mission." The memorza mumbled to no one in particular. A snake of smoke appeared and wrapped around the memorza and they both disappeared in a cover of smoke, the memorza within its grasp.* * * * * * * * * * * *
"AHHHHHHH" I sprung off my pillow, gasping for breath. I looked around my room, reassuring myself that is was just a dream. It was way too scary, that dream.I was comforted again but I still have this weird feeling. As if the dream was trying to tell me something.In the midst of it all, I caught a glimpse of my alarm clock. 6:18.
Yikes! I’m going to be late!
* * * * * * * * * * * * *You know, I never really thought of myself as weird. I’m normal looking: layered black hair, medium height, tan skin. Nothing out of the ordinary actually happened to me either. Until that day.School was boring, as usual. And I did get a week detention for being late. Ok, maybe it didn’t help when I pushed Bran in the trash can but he was asking for it! I mean, he was singing a stupid tardy song that he obviously made up. Plus, he didn’t shut up, and I did give him a warning. Actually what I said was, "Shut that mouth before I punch your teeth out!" Of course girls don’t punch, so I pushed him in the trash can instead. Oh well.But I guess I was so mad because he actually hit on something that was personal and secret. See, on the back of my neck I have this really weird picture. It just shows some weird nature things and a bunch of words that I can not for my life understand. And I am not tattooed unlike what Bigmouth Bran said.I was...