Post by Lephanon on Aug 9, 2004 15:06:13 GMT -5
Mwahahaha!!! Yes! It is true!!! I am creating another story from my head.
Don't worry I'm not copying the story "A Walk Through Darkness" (or my other story "A Run Through Darkness")
I just though it would be funny to sortof have the same title but it will be totally different. At first I thought that if I was in darkness I would run for my life, man because of all the creepy things out there! But then I got to thinking, "It would be hard to see where I was going." So I decided a nice jog would be nice. Not too fast and not too slow. Just the right pace.
Tee Hee again
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A Jog Through Darkness
Rated: umm.... PG-13 for......stuff. (don't worry, be happy)
Chapter 1
This is the story. The very brave story. Of a cow. Named Bessy. Bessy never liked her life, not one bit. Never liked the milking, the mooing, or the grass. I know you're asking yourself now: "Isn't that what cows do?"
Well, yes. And no. You see, Bessy was no ordinary cow. She didn't quite fit the job description when it came to being one. She was rather skinny for a cow. Not at all a big heifer. Nor did she like grass. Instead, she preferred the taste of nice fresh clover- or Tulips from old Mrs. O'Leary's garden. And as for the mooing- please. She was above that. All that mooing during the day does nothing. Of course, Bessy will moo if there is a reason, a very good reason. But other than that, she would never moo just to moo.
So what was this cow's problem? Was it the fact that she was lonely? Or was it something else? Some people thought she wasn't right in the head. They even talked to Mrs. O'Leary about it, saying that maybe she should take old Bessy to the vet. But, no. Mrs. O'Leary simply thought a cow will be a cow, even if that means not being a cow once in awhile. Even SHE needed a little something different in her life sometimes.
But what was the REAL reason that Bessy was so strange? Well, simply put, she was an unusual cow with a usual name. That's all there is to it. But perhaps there is something that lays deep in the shadows of Bessy's mind. A dark, silent shadow, that is now just starting to come out. A sort of demon side to her that is starting to take over. Perhaps it is and perhaps it isn't. But whatever it is, it is starting to take effect right at this exact minute.
It took over her mind, controlled it. Nevermore would she be a cow. Nevermore would she be quiet little Bessy. For now............she was a DEMON COW!!!
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Well, that is all folks.
And we are closing up. This is A Jog Through Darkness
...to be continued...
Don't worry I'm not copying the story "A Walk Through Darkness" (or my other story "A Run Through Darkness")
I just though it would be funny to sortof have the same title but it will be totally different. At first I thought that if I was in darkness I would run for my life, man because of all the creepy things out there! But then I got to thinking, "It would be hard to see where I was going." So I decided a nice jog would be nice. Not too fast and not too slow. Just the right pace.
Tee Hee again
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A Jog Through Darkness
Rated: umm.... PG-13 for......stuff. (don't worry, be happy)
Chapter 1
This is the story. The very brave story. Of a cow. Named Bessy. Bessy never liked her life, not one bit. Never liked the milking, the mooing, or the grass. I know you're asking yourself now: "Isn't that what cows do?"
Well, yes. And no. You see, Bessy was no ordinary cow. She didn't quite fit the job description when it came to being one. She was rather skinny for a cow. Not at all a big heifer. Nor did she like grass. Instead, she preferred the taste of nice fresh clover- or Tulips from old Mrs. O'Leary's garden. And as for the mooing- please. She was above that. All that mooing during the day does nothing. Of course, Bessy will moo if there is a reason, a very good reason. But other than that, she would never moo just to moo.
So what was this cow's problem? Was it the fact that she was lonely? Or was it something else? Some people thought she wasn't right in the head. They even talked to Mrs. O'Leary about it, saying that maybe she should take old Bessy to the vet. But, no. Mrs. O'Leary simply thought a cow will be a cow, even if that means not being a cow once in awhile. Even SHE needed a little something different in her life sometimes.
But what was the REAL reason that Bessy was so strange? Well, simply put, she was an unusual cow with a usual name. That's all there is to it. But perhaps there is something that lays deep in the shadows of Bessy's mind. A dark, silent shadow, that is now just starting to come out. A sort of demon side to her that is starting to take over. Perhaps it is and perhaps it isn't. But whatever it is, it is starting to take effect right at this exact minute.
It took over her mind, controlled it. Nevermore would she be a cow. Nevermore would she be quiet little Bessy. For now............she was a DEMON COW!!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Well, that is all folks.
And we are closing up. This is A Jog Through Darkness
...to be continued...