sorarulz
02-10-2008, 03:12 AM
HORRAY! BIG RISK TAKER HERE! THIS STORY'S GONNA SUCK! BUT HERE WE GO!
Prologue!!
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Report from Col. William Barret December 16, 2020
As numerous studies and research leads the Board of Directory toward the impossible, we start to think, What is the impossible? The impossible would be a small nuclear bomb being planted on the Moon, and then to blow up, thus shifting the orbit of the Moon, toward Venus. That has been done. But the impossible I would mention is the unknown being known. The secret of all secrets; witchcraft. As Salem Witch Trials proved that it was possible, back then, a black hat and long black dress made you a witch. But real witches exist today, and since the beginning of time. The witches blend in so well with normal life, with us, and they go unnoticed, until they use their powers, then they're known. As I bring this to a conclusion, I must say, that a real witch make him/ her self known soon.... starting here in Salem.
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Chapter 1
(6 years after William's report was publictized.)
15 year old Emily sat up, her silver hair blanketing her white eyes.
"What time is it, Max?" she mumbled at her friend, who was snoring beside her. "ARG! MAX!" She tackled him, and he awoke with a shock.
"What? I'm awake!" Emily sighed.
"Come on, my dad wants me home early tonight." Emily stood up as Max stumbled to gain balance.
"Ok, fine." Max sighed. He and Emily headed toward the outskirts of Salem, carefully watching the time. Emily ran ahead and stopped at a small sign.
"Help wanted for cyber farms and projection shops. Hiring tommorrow." Emily read, as the sign switched to the next ad.
"What is it?" Max questioned, catching up with his friend. Max read the ads.
"Nothing." Emily answered, walking toward town once again. Max ran to catch up with her. She walked a little faster, unaware of the hill they would be going down. She walked ahead a felt no ground underneath her.
"Wha?" she asked herself. She looked down and fell. Max ran down.
"You ok?" he asked. Emily's head tilted to the sky.
"What was that?"
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Meh, its ok, I'm not good at oringal stuff.
Prologue!!
******************************
Report from Col. William Barret December 16, 2020
As numerous studies and research leads the Board of Directory toward the impossible, we start to think, What is the impossible? The impossible would be a small nuclear bomb being planted on the Moon, and then to blow up, thus shifting the orbit of the Moon, toward Venus. That has been done. But the impossible I would mention is the unknown being known. The secret of all secrets; witchcraft. As Salem Witch Trials proved that it was possible, back then, a black hat and long black dress made you a witch. But real witches exist today, and since the beginning of time. The witches blend in so well with normal life, with us, and they go unnoticed, until they use their powers, then they're known. As I bring this to a conclusion, I must say, that a real witch make him/ her self known soon.... starting here in Salem.
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Chapter 1
(6 years after William's report was publictized.)
15 year old Emily sat up, her silver hair blanketing her white eyes.
"What time is it, Max?" she mumbled at her friend, who was snoring beside her. "ARG! MAX!" She tackled him, and he awoke with a shock.
"What? I'm awake!" Emily sighed.
"Come on, my dad wants me home early tonight." Emily stood up as Max stumbled to gain balance.
"Ok, fine." Max sighed. He and Emily headed toward the outskirts of Salem, carefully watching the time. Emily ran ahead and stopped at a small sign.
"Help wanted for cyber farms and projection shops. Hiring tommorrow." Emily read, as the sign switched to the next ad.
"What is it?" Max questioned, catching up with his friend. Max read the ads.
"Nothing." Emily answered, walking toward town once again. Max ran to catch up with her. She walked a little faster, unaware of the hill they would be going down. She walked ahead a felt no ground underneath her.
"Wha?" she asked herself. She looked down and fell. Max ran down.
"You ok?" he asked. Emily's head tilted to the sky.
"What was that?"
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Meh, its ok, I'm not good at oringal stuff.