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Well muffin hasnt been here for awhile, and dark samus quit after the temp ban.
So I'll make it this time.

You can make only 1 - 3 sentence for every post, and it has to be a different person every time.

You are 13 years old.
You live in Phoenix, Arizona.

The story can change by anyone, and anyone can post. Do not double post.

I am going to start:

I was walking to school, on a normal day. Looking to the left, there was a purple bird shooting across the sky. It was heading to the school.

Jeramy was the top wrestler in our league. He could have taken wimpy me no problem. But then, his eyes rolled to the top of his head and he collapsed to the ground crying in agony.

I turned around and screamed. Suddenly I was awake in my bed, at night. I checked my alarm clock.

I must have had a nightmare. Looking at my computer, it was completely fixed. I looked at my clock to see what time it was (3 in the morning) but when I looked back at the computer is was ruined.

I hope this is another dream well lets find out. I jumped down the stairs.

Images of my friends and family whirred past me as I fell.
I hit the ground, feeling a bit hurt.
Lifting up my leg, there was a small bruise, nothing big.

I heard some stirring in my parents room and quickly sneaked back upstairs under my blanket. A few minutes later my dad stepped in the room, and in a few seconds, stepped back out.

I got back out of bed to go eavesdrop on my parents- but my leg hurt a lot now. Looking down at the bruise, I saw that it had doubled- no, TRIPLED- in size.

The bruise was a burning blue, I could not walk. Just fall and crawl, like a baby.
I crawled out of my room, closed the door.

I saw my mom and dad were still asleep. I groaned, and crawled back into my bed, hoping things would be better in the morning.

I went to sleep, I was so tired it felt like it was 12 seconds before I woke up in the daylight.
Eyes staring at me, my dad, mom, and a worried doctor. When I bent over to look at my leg, it was open, a long gash from my thigh to foot. Metal tools were laying beside it.

I sat up in my bed and moved my leg, screaming from the pain. "What's going on?!" I asked.

"A flash drive was somehow inserted into your leg. We are trying to get it out." The doctor explained.
I looked over to my side, at the computer. There was a flashdrive in there before, of all the photos of my friends. I dont remember taking it out.

"But can't you give me something to keep me asleep?" The doctor held up a shot and I turned away as he injected into my arm. I suddenly felt sleepy, and before I knew it, was asleep.

My dreams are very short. A nightmare of deaths, suicides, murder, shot through my mind. Something was changing my mind, I never dream of death. Never. I rose my head and screamed.
"What is doing this?!" I shouted inside my dream.

A furry blue creature descended from the sky. "You are doing this to yourself."

"How and why am I doing this to myse--" I was cut off by waking up.
My leg was sewn back together, and was normal size.
The computer was on, my parents, and the doctor were looking at it. The flash drive was in.

dakfire wrote:

My dreams are very short. A nightmare of deaths, suicides, murder, shot through my mind. Something was changing my mind, I never dream of death. Never. I rose my head and screamed.
"What is doing this?!" I shouted inside my dream.

(Six sentences -.-)

I looked at my parents. "Will my leg be okay?" My mom answered "Yes honey, it will be all fine. You'll need to stay home from school for a week."

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"Hell Yeah! No homework for a week!", I answered. "Next week I get double homework, though."
I jumped off the bed.

The next thing I remembered I was suddenly in the hospital. "Oh yes, and you must stay off your feet."

Off my feet? When I jumped off, I landed on my arm.

My mom laughed. "Nice try. We're going home now, get in this wheelchair." Embarassement flooded over me as I was being pushed through the halls in a wheelchair.

I knew I landed on my arm. My legs were OK, I felt it while I was on the gurney in my room. I was going to move my leg, but I realized something: they were stuck.

When I got home my parents broke the news to me: I was parlyzed from the waist down.

"What?" I screamed.