Join Date: Jan 2004
02-08-2005, 07:30 PM
Ok listen up fellas. This is an English Paper assingment, write a paper using "Its a Dark and Stormy Night' as the beginning. Right now, its sorta...well icky since it lacks English Teacher analiziation.
Its getting a ...Pg-13 rating. Since well its gory as shit! :S
The names are all either mine or my friend Neo-Dth's. Well he only owns the main male part.
My song inspiration, Miss'S Story is by Banya. A good rap-esque song about School Violence.
Without further a do do...
It was a dark and stormy night. The young girl held bags of groceries in her hands. Her black bangs were slowly getting drenched from the heavy rainfall in the area. Her expedition to get last minute supplies for her art project is a total washout. The girl runs under a store entrance way. Putting down her three bags, she lets a hand go over her drenched sepia hair with the black bangs. She was no more than 15 years old, light cream skinned, slender but not thin. She sighed and pulled out her cell phone. Dialing the number for her mother?s house.
"Hello Mom? I am running a little late, its 9:55 right now, and I should be back before 11." She talks to her answering machine. She let out a faint growl as she tries to release some of the water from her pleaded skirt. As she got her bags up she heard a sound. It was a familiar sound to the girl; in fact, her soul mate's teacher makes that sound. Though precautious she asks, "Who's there?" in her weak English accent. Without a final word a pair of viciously pale hands clutches her, the rest of the figure is under a blackened robe, drenched in the rain. The girl let a silenced scream as the figure pulls her into the alley near by. Her final words to be spoken.
The next day, a young lad; rather short in height sporting a hat with fake detachable animal ears, walked quietly across the sidewalk. He was sort of disgruntled since his girlfriend, Shaadiya, S for short, was not with him. Though something didn?t feel right, a nagging sensation hit him, more like a smell. The smell was a putrid smell of burned flesh. The curious boy decided to follow the scent, to get a gruesome vision. The girl, with the brown hair with the black bangs, covered in scratches, scars and smothered in her own blood, and some that wasn?t hers. The smell of burnt flesh came from her as well; a part of her arm was a miss. Whoever left her here like this left her bruised beaten and eaten. The very site put the boy out of consciousness.
The next thing to lad hears is the sounds of cops near by, they surrounded the murder scene. He held his head and held back anguish for the slain was his own S. He was wrapped in a blanket and a few officers were asking him questions he couldn't bear answer? not just yet. The head of the line, a tall man with an overly large belly, Sergeant Mason gave a stern look at the corpse.
"Bleeding? hmm self induced bruising, and burning suicide? obvious the girl killed herself." The sergeant spoke false words, false enough to get the young man angry. He rises from his seated position and shouts, "That is so bullshit!" He knew S would never have committed suicide, but? who would be malicious enough to slaughter and eat an innocent girl? The sergeant gave a stare at the young man.
"State yourself young man." He spoke firmly, rubbing the stubble off his greasy chin. The lad replies, "H-Hyo Hirogane." His voice was weak, both in audio and in English pronunciation.
"Well Mr. Foreigner if you are so smart tell me what happed here." The old sergeant barks back at the child. Hyo flinches and walks to the body.
"It's obvious, she has been scratched up, bitten up, burned and torn apart." He speaks in angry tone. The Sergeant looks at the child, closely at one specific mark on her, around her neck lies 8 sharp piercings. He grunted and pointed at the 8 marks and barks back, "Explain these nail marks then, she wanted to strangle herself." Frustrated, the boy grabs the one remaining arm on the girl and holds it towards her neck.
"Do the nails look the same to you!?" Hyo shouts aggravated with the foolish police officer. Before the old officer could reply, Hyo walks off. By the time he arrived at his high school people all stood in fear, anguish, and anger at Hyo. Perhaps they have found out about S's murder? Are they going to accuse him of the murder?
"Settle down you lot, let the boy sit down!" The teacher shouts, his voice was annoyed toned. He was a tall man with a usual hair color. He had long bony piano fingers, with a pale cream color. His unkempt nails had a long venomous green tint sharp enough to penetrate skin. His breathe was raspy and obnoxiously loud.
"Now that I got your attention, I want you to hear a story, about something I saw last night..." he spoke again, the way and manner of his voice brought terror into Hyo's eyes. The nail marks... they belonged to the teacher.
Comment if you want, if not its ok. This will be edited mostlikely.
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