Forty Second Street

by x Mo x   Oct 7, 2007


I have a story to tell, so sit and listen well. Get comfy my friend, you'll be here till the end.

You see i was walking down the street, 42nd street to be exact. Then out of nowhere I was attacked. A pirate jumped out of a bush. He came near me and gave a great push. I flopped and fell head over feet. My knees and elbows hit the street. the pirate, you see, wanted my lunch money. The coins I gave him were quite few. As he counted them, I did not know what to do. As he checked for the time of day, I turned and ran away. I ran to a house on a hill. The lights were off all all was still. I pushed upen the big door. Inside, dust covereed everything from ceiling to floor. I saw my friend standing there. The dust covered his hair. So swiftly he ran by me. When he was gone, I could not see. I waited for my friend who went after the pirate. I saw some food, but a note said, "Do not try it." I looked for a candle so I could have some light, but what I saw was not right. I peeked out the window and I saw a great UFO.

~Originally written 12-21-2006~
~second part: "Zelweger"

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