Hello,
if you have noticed,
i plurked a few minutes ago mentioning that
i wanna BLOG.
but then i didnt want to blog because i had nothing to blog about.
i went around surfing people's blog and ended up in josh & jon's.
A previous post of theirs that josh wrote, which i read gave me an idea.
I'M GONNA BLOG ABOUT IT(:
presenting,
JOSH PUNYA THRILLER STORY.
a rather retarded one.
There he was, running like a mad hooligan, running for what may be his life, running away from the angry crowd, running from even his parents. This time no one was on his side. He was a one man survivor. One man to himself. He was alone. Wielding nothing more than a flashlight, he was running. To wherever, whichever, whatever alley he could find. All he needed was a bit more time. Zipping in and out alleys, he heard voices, voices of foes, shouting for him, hunting him down. That was it. Adrenaline filled his veins and boosted him up with energy, energy from who knows where. Even after he felt his legs were gonna break, he pushed it to the very limit.
Right when he thought that was the least of his troubles, his flashlight started to grow dim and started flickering out. He was running out of battery. And out of time. 'A few more minutes is all i need!!!' he thought. Again the voices shouted to him. This time it sounded much nearer. Footsteps made his heartbeat increase enormously. Panic filled, he ran into the first alley he saw, only to find it led to a dead end. Without thinking twice, he turned his half powered flashlight off. Silently, he crammed to one corner of the wet and dirty alley, hoping they wont find him. But they did. With is heart still pounding like drums, the only thoughts that went through his mind were that this was the end for him.
Least suspecting it, a cold finger touched his right lower arm. He let out a loud shocking, spine chilling but angry scream, which could have waken up the whole neighborhood. As the finger moved off him, the loud voice said "TAG YOUR IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
if you have noticed,
i plurked a few minutes ago mentioning that
i wanna BLOG.
but then i didnt want to blog because i had nothing to blog about.
i went around surfing people's blog and ended up in josh & jon's.
A previous post of theirs that josh wrote, which i read gave me an idea.
I'M GONNA BLOG ABOUT IT(:
presenting,
JOSH PUNYA THRILLER STORY.
a rather retarded one.
There he was, running like a mad hooligan, running for what may be his life, running away from the angry crowd, running from even his parents. This time no one was on his side. He was a one man survivor. One man to himself. He was alone. Wielding nothing more than a flashlight, he was running. To wherever, whichever, whatever alley he could find. All he needed was a bit more time. Zipping in and out alleys, he heard voices, voices of foes, shouting for him, hunting him down. That was it. Adrenaline filled his veins and boosted him up with energy, energy from who knows where. Even after he felt his legs were gonna break, he pushed it to the very limit.
Right when he thought that was the least of his troubles, his flashlight started to grow dim and started flickering out. He was running out of battery. And out of time. 'A few more minutes is all i need!!!' he thought. Again the voices shouted to him. This time it sounded much nearer. Footsteps made his heartbeat increase enormously. Panic filled, he ran into the first alley he saw, only to find it led to a dead end. Without thinking twice, he turned his half powered flashlight off. Silently, he crammed to one corner of the wet and dirty alley, hoping they wont find him. But they did. With is heart still pounding like drums, the only thoughts that went through his mind were that this was the end for him.
Least suspecting it, a cold finger touched his right lower arm. He let out a loud shocking, spine chilling but angry scream, which could have waken up the whole neighborhood. As the finger moved off him, the loud voice said "TAG YOUR IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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