This is a short story that I wrote during journal writing time in english class. It kind of sucks, but at the same time it's kind of interesting. I don't know where I got the inspiration to write this, but it's just creepy as hell.
I lay in the pond, much too tired to get up. My dress was destroyed, and algae stuck to my thighs. I stuck my hand into the mud, squishing it between my fingers. I closed my eyes and rubbed my feet on the bark of a log. I played with a lock of my hair, and felt a cicada buried in my hair.
"EWWWW!" I yelled. I jumped out of the pond. I ran through the forest, feeling the wood chips and rocks bruise my feet. I wasn't able to find my way home. Clouds began to roll in, and not much later, the water started pouring on my head. My hair was plastered to my face. I heard a creaking noise coming from my right. It happened too fast for me to even realize it. A tree just fell on me. I let out a scream as I felt the force knock me down. I CAN'T BREATHE. My scream turned into a gargle as I watched blood come spewing out of my mouth. I let out a violent cough. Guts burst out of my skin. I could've sworn I felt myself float out of my own body for a second. Then I went back into my body and died.
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6th Grade Notebook
HumorSo, I found my notebook from 6th grade. It's freaking hilarious. I decided that I HAD to share it for the world to see; even though it's slightly embarrassing. I had the dirtiest mind, cursed a lot, and I was the weirdest 6th grader EVER. Enjoy mak...
