A dogs lifeThis one I like, written two years ago, and found in my Box O' Crap as I cleared it. There was no assignment, no school teacher ordered it, it was just something I wrote, right out of the blue, in the comfort of my own bedroom. My first horror story. It's funny, the random thoughts that pop into your head...
The old man sighed.
He glanced at the young boy at his side. The lad seemed to have attached himself to him. He didn't know where the boys family was, or even if they were still alive.
"How are we for supplies, lad?" he asked.
The boy checked the bag beside him.
"Five bottles of water, half a loaf of bread, a bag of apples and some cheese."
The old man shook his head.
"Not a lot. We'll have to get more later."
The boy looked around the blocked storm drain they were sheltering in. It was damp and smelly, but it was warm. And safe.
"How?" he quavered. "What about...?"
"I'll think of something."
There was silence.
"Sir?" the boy asked.
"How'd this happen?"
The old man shif
old old old old old old old storyIn order to prep for the army, I have been clearing out my room, digging through my Box O' Crap from way back when. In one, I found an old essay from...god, what was I, ten? I used to me home schooled by my parents, and I had been set an assignment on what I did in my summer holidays, and my dad said that if I wanted, I could make it up. So I wrote my first ever piece of fan fiction.
Anyone here played masters of Orion II? It's an old PC game where you run a space empire. I wasn't very good at it, having the tactical knowledge of a house fly, but the alien design was awesome, and I'd always play as one race that looked like cats.
Any-hoo, this was written before I even knew what fan fiction was. It's laughably bad, blatant self insertation, and the spelling had a few rough points. I corrected the spelling and the punctuation, but otherwise it's exactly as it was written just under a decade ago. Read and laugh, people, at this abomination!
It all started when I was playing master of ori