This is part 5, as you can tell by the title. I hope you enjoy it.
Ghosts are something people rarely believe in. They like to believe that their loved ones don’t stay around for awhile, but what if they do?
I always used to record the news on my DVR, so when I was searching through it I of course found the news from the day my brother had been murdered. Without giving it much thought, I started it.
A pretty women who appeared to be in her early thirties came on the television screen in a pink suit. Her face looked serious as if what she was fixing to say would ruin the whole world, but I knew it was something that ruined my world not everyone else’s.
“Our beloved town was struck with sorrowful news today. Isaac Northfield, 15 years old, was brutally murdered in his home this morning. Isaac’s twin sister, Isabella, and his grandmother were also in the house when the murder took place, but they say that they never heard a thing.”
My mouth set in a hard line as my anger boiled. She made it seem like either I or my grandmother had murdered him! How dare they accuse us of such things! They don’t even know the story!
“Isabella, turn off the damn thing, won’t you?”My grandmother yelled from her room upstairs. We still lived in our same house, but we weren’t allowed to walk into my brother’s old room. I don’t know why they think we would want to anyways. I turned the television off like she said and stood from the couch. I walked up the stairs to my room slowly savoring every step as if it was my last. Once in my room I turned on the lights that weren’t even needed as the bright sun shone through the curtains over my window. I looked to the full length mirror hanging on my wall. I was wearing a black dress that went to my knees with little straps. I had put on a black cardigan over that, and my shoes were black as well. My blonde hair shone out from all the black that I had on. Today was my brother’s funeral. Today my brother would be buried with the rest of the dead. I gave myself one more glance before walking back down stairs to see my grandma in all black as well with her cigarette already lit. My brother had been killed four days ago. Four long days without my twin brother’s jokes and smiles. I missed him more than I ever thought I would if he died, and so did my grandma. She pushed me out the door and to the car. I sat next to her and played with my fingers as I stared out the window at all the things my brother would never see again. The car ride to the cemetery was short, and we made it there before anyone else. My grandmother walked over to the man that ran the cemetery, and I searched for my brother’s tombstone. I sighed softly when I found it in the ground with the name Isaac Daniel Northfield on it. I sank to my knees not caring if grass stained my dress and I traced his name with my finger tip. The wind blew softly and my hair lifted off my shoulders. I looked up from the tombstone and I was staring at a ghost that was currently pointing at me. His wounds were all over his body, and his skin was deathly pale while his lips were blue.
“Isaac,”I barely managed to murmur out before he appeared closer to me, his finger still pointing at me.
“You killed me,”My dead brother’s ghost said with anger raging in his eyes
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
David - The School Odyssey:Book 3 The Beautiful Sub Circe
Now the crew landed near a room. the crew was tired so Odysseus told two crew members to check the room out.
“Ok me and Jim will check this out,” said Bob.
“Fine I’ll go,” said Jim not too happy that he was chosen.
The crew members walked off in to the room. The room was large and fill with animals. The animals did not attack bob and Jim in fact the dogs licked them and jumped on them.
“Who are you two,” said a woman in her 20s she was very beautiful but had a dangerous way about her.
“We are Bob and Jim,” said Bob blown away by her beauty.
“Well I am Circe,” said Circe, “Here have a soda.” She handed them to sodas that were opened.
The sodas tasted weird and before the eyes of the two crew members they turned into dogs.
***
“Were are those two,” Odysseus said.
“Dunno, they most likely chickened out,” said one crew member.
“I don’t think so. I am going after After them,” said the hero.
“Wait don’t go in there. The person who lives in there is named Circe and she is a witch. She can turn humans into animals.”
“Who are you and how do you know this.”
“I am Hermes the messenger and the big man Zeus himself told me to tell you. He is going to help you with your quest. By giving you this a magical plant called Molly.”
“Ok I believe you thanks Hermes.” Odysseus walked into the room with the magical Molly in his cheeks. The dogs licked him but our hero knew they were men once.
“Oh who are you,” said the witch.
“I am Odysseus the great.”
“Here have this soda.”
After drinking the soda the soda he stood up and said, “Here this Circe I want my men back and you tricks will not work on me.”
“Oh greatest of men,” said Circe with a wave of her hand two dogs turned into Bob and Jim.
“Ok i have turn them back into humans. So why not stay here with you crew.”
“No tricks. And I’ll stay here maybe two minutes.” So our great hero told his crew that they would rest in Circe’s room so they packed up and walked in.
Ten minutes later
“Odysseus we should leave. Have you forgotten your quest? You know get to homeroom were your girl friend is waiting.” said Bob.
“No I have not. We have only been here a few minutes,” said Odysseus.
“Ha. You have been here ten minutes. Time has no meaning in my room.”
“Oh no. We must leave to goto homeroom.” Odysseus said.
“If only if only it was that simple. You must goto dentition and hear the wise words of Tiresias.”
David - Space transmissions
This is a series of transmission sent by one Caption Kerk. This is one of the many series of transmissions used by the used by the galactic federation to teach children of the humans race.
Week 1
We have established communication with the alien race tat calls them selves the Elites. These creatures have agreed to trade our copper and aluminum for their N2 and H2.
END OF TRANSMISSION
Week 2
The mining has gone great we will be able to sell enough to get the right amount of air to simulate the air on Earth . The people that came with us are all most built for mining.
END OF TRANSMISSION
Week 3
People have gone missing the federation will have my ass if they hear about this before I can fix it. Our hull has been cracked and is leaking out all our air and on top of that people have gone missing. A search party has gone out and the Elites have been contacted. I hope to God that they will help us.
END OF TRANSMISSION
Week 4
The search party has gone missing and the Elites have no interest in our problems. Meanwhile crack in the hull is getting bigger and bigger. If we if I do not solve this problem we could die.
END OF TRANSMISSION
Week 5
I have worked tirelessly to find the source of all our problems. And now that I have found it we begin to shake on our boots. We have landed on a planet filled with aliens like an Earth Megalodon. We will try to exterminate these creature with or with out the Elites.
END OF TRANSMISSION
Week 6
All attempts to kill them has failed. The attempts to kill it just piss it off. All the air has escape the hull. The plants are dead. I have one last attempt to solve this problem if I do not succeed then we will all die.
END OF LAST TRANSMISSION
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