mimitchi ^o^
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It's a story I'm writing with my friend. My paragraphs are every other one starting at the beginning.
I walked down the dimly lit street, the only sign of life from the few passerby. Since the invasion, everyone walked at a quick pace and always carried a weapon. Every day there were more reports of missing people, and I was starting to get worried.
It was nerve wracking, every report. I wasn't sure how long this would last but I knew it had to stop. The pale dust from the road surrounded my aching feet as I slipped into the alleyway, I saw no indication of someone's presence except for the eerie sound of muffled breath.
I felt as if someone was watching me and looked around. Behind me was a pair of glowing, purple eyes in the shadows. One of the aliens. I ran, ran as fast as my legs could carry me and turned the corner. Three more pairs of glowing eyes stared me in the face. I was hyperventilating now and started crying. This was not how I wanted my life to end! Suddenly, lowering from the sky was a rescue helicopter with a ladder. I jumped onto it and climbed quickly, but not quick enough. A bug-like hand grabbed my leg and pulled me down. I kicked it in the face and climbed again, getting in the helicopter.
I held my eyes shut and cringed as the ladder pulled me up. I knew to save myself I would have to hold on. The helicopter pulled me up slowly as the aliens jumped at the aged ropes. I was loosing time. For the first time I felt a searing pain in my leg and nearly let go. I was too scared to look down for I knew the aliens were just below me. Also, I wasn't a big fan of heights. The co-pilot pulled me up into the helicopter and I dropped to the cold floor.
After a few hours I had woken up to a bright, white room with marble flooring and pale walls. I was in a plain bed with one pillow and blanket, and when I got up I noticed my thin white PJs. The floor beneath me was cold, but I ignored it and wandered through the building. It was mostly empty and every room had a number on it. Finally I reached the front desk, where a well built guy with chocolate brown hair and deep blue eyes monitored the computer.
I braced myself against the front desk as a wave of dizziness came over me. It became more and more difficult to see and the room began to spin. The icy floor felt closer and closer as I toppled to the floor.
I had woken up again, trying to adjust my eyes to the room. Oh, it was the room I woke up in before. Someone else is here though..?
"Hey. I noticed your fall and brought you back here. You were injured by the.. Creatures.. So I fixed you up and gave you some medicine. You should be better in a day or so." The boy at the front desk said. His voice was not too high, but not too low, and I found myself blushing.
I propped myself up on my shoulder and pushed my light red hair out of my eyes so I could see better. Above my bed was a TV, something I didn't notice before. It had a movie playing right now, but I didn't pay attention to see what it was.
"What is this place?" I asked, my voice sounding higher than normal.
I walked down the dimly lit street, the only sign of life from the few passerby. Since the invasion, everyone walked at a quick pace and always carried a weapon. Every day there were more reports of missing people, and I was starting to get worried.
It was nerve wracking, every report. I wasn't sure how long this would last but I knew it had to stop. The pale dust from the road surrounded my aching feet as I slipped into the alleyway, I saw no indication of someone's presence except for the eerie sound of muffled breath.
I felt as if someone was watching me and looked around. Behind me was a pair of glowing, purple eyes in the shadows. One of the aliens. I ran, ran as fast as my legs could carry me and turned the corner. Three more pairs of glowing eyes stared me in the face. I was hyperventilating now and started crying. This was not how I wanted my life to end! Suddenly, lowering from the sky was a rescue helicopter with a ladder. I jumped onto it and climbed quickly, but not quick enough. A bug-like hand grabbed my leg and pulled me down. I kicked it in the face and climbed again, getting in the helicopter.
I held my eyes shut and cringed as the ladder pulled me up. I knew to save myself I would have to hold on. The helicopter pulled me up slowly as the aliens jumped at the aged ropes. I was loosing time. For the first time I felt a searing pain in my leg and nearly let go. I was too scared to look down for I knew the aliens were just below me. Also, I wasn't a big fan of heights. The co-pilot pulled me up into the helicopter and I dropped to the cold floor.
After a few hours I had woken up to a bright, white room with marble flooring and pale walls. I was in a plain bed with one pillow and blanket, and when I got up I noticed my thin white PJs. The floor beneath me was cold, but I ignored it and wandered through the building. It was mostly empty and every room had a number on it. Finally I reached the front desk, where a well built guy with chocolate brown hair and deep blue eyes monitored the computer.
I braced myself against the front desk as a wave of dizziness came over me. It became more and more difficult to see and the room began to spin. The icy floor felt closer and closer as I toppled to the floor.
I had woken up again, trying to adjust my eyes to the room. Oh, it was the room I woke up in before. Someone else is here though..?
"Hey. I noticed your fall and brought you back here. You were injured by the.. Creatures.. So I fixed you up and gave you some medicine. You should be better in a day or so." The boy at the front desk said. His voice was not too high, but not too low, and I found myself blushing.
I propped myself up on my shoulder and pushed my light red hair out of my eyes so I could see better. Above my bed was a TV, something I didn't notice before. It had a movie playing right now, but I didn't pay attention to see what it was.
"What is this place?" I asked, my voice sounding higher than normal.