I was sitting on the couch watching a movie when the door bell rang. Ding-dong. I grumbled as I paused the movie to see who was interrupting me. I rose from my extremely comfortable and cozy position to open the door. I swung the door open to find several small children holding an open box filled with an alluring pizza that was filled with my favorite toppings. An intoxicating aroma rose from the warm and gooey pizza and filled my nose. I inhaled the savory scent and my eyes widened, longing for the beautiful pizza.
"Congratulations, Robert! You won a free extra extra large pizza! Everyone in the town was automatically entered, but you won! Enjoy!" enthusiastically exclaimed one of the kids, who will be called Rudy for clarification. As much as I would have loved to take the pizza and devour it, something seemed a little bit off. Why did these little kids show up so randomly, offering me free pizza? How did he know my name? It didn't make sense.
Meanwhile, the other kids were huddled around the pizza. They impatiently fidgeted while talking to each other. They seemed eager for something to happen. One of the kids, a boy, took a piece of pizza and started eating it. He immediately dropped dead with wide eyes. Rudy angrily yelled at the already dead child.
"Darn it, Jerry!" he exclaimed, frustrated with the child. As I realized that the pizza was filled with arsenic, I wearily backed away. Many more of the seemingly dumb children had also died from eating the poisonous pizza.
Rudy had gotten very frustrated by the other children who had completely forgotten about his plan, pointed at me and shouted, "GET HIM!!" He dropped the pizza and pulled out throwing knives. Resorting to Plan B, he chased me through the house, followed by a horde of the remaining children. They were extremely fast; they were getting way to close to me. I barely managed to dodge the knives being hurled at me by Rudy. I got to the other exit at the end of the house and managed to escape the building.
I looked around once I was outside while running for my life. I soon realized that there would be no way out this time.
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A Dream
Short StoryNarration of my friend's dream. I just took what he told me and wrote it down with some extra details. The pizza part and the guns were in his dream, but the rest are my ideas.
