The Notebook
"Where's the notebook?" Mother Nature asked God.
"Uh, I don't know," God said worriedly. "Oh my God. I'm dead," he thought. He gulped furiously. "Okay mother, I'm pretty sure I dropped it between the clouds."
It took a few seconds for Mother Nature to digested what had been said.
"HOW DARE YOU!" she shrieked. Mother Nature went pale said calmly, "that notebook is the key to the future for earth. It's gone. The end. If we have one human finding it and discovering its purpose, the world will literally end." She explained anxiously.
"Mum, you know... we are still in control of the world without it. we can actually snatch people from earth. How about this, whoever finds it, will hear our voices sound from the pages, saying that it must be returned to us instantly by hiding it somewhere and leaving there for at least one month. The one who returns it will have the best life in the world. If one disobeys, we will snatch them and keep 'em in a hall they you will build. If we don't have it by... the 21st of December 2012, the world will end, as we have only planned up to that date."
"Hmm okay, that's a genius idea, but what year are we in?" she asked irritably.
"1520. I'm sure that's plenty of time! After all, we are good, and we are doing this for the humans own good," God persuaded, "also, as you know, our emotions control what happens on Earth."
"I know right! Now get back to work and start planning for the future... and write it in once we have the Notebook"
Unfortunately, the Notebook was passed down for generations; father to son and so on. Then very soon, started being stolen from person to person. Soon, people had discovered the use of it, but only a small handful. By the end of the year 2000, 80% of the population discovered that whatever was written in the Notebook was would happen in the future. As time went by, Mother nature got more anxious and scared that she might have to end the world. She was mad too, and soon her emotions controlled human history, and that was how world wars and suffering of human beings occurred throughout history. On the other hand, God was quite happy that he could get away from controlling human history. As time went by, human history became more complex than ever.
*
In 2012, on the 25th of October, in a school in Washington DC lived six boys. They had everything to do with the notebook. One of the students was greedy and arrogant.
"I must be so special to be the only one in the world owning the Notebook. I must have been so smart to discover it in Bella's backyard. I'm so powerful," he thought," he thought, as he swaggered through the school's corridor. I really can't wait to try it out. Maybe I will cause Bella to fail his test today, or even better, cause all his derpy friends to ditch him. Muahah"
"Hiya! Ameliaaaa!" Bella exclaimed with a forced politeness. "So apparently, you have the most wanted item in the world, the fucking Notebook. I personally don't think you should have it. I believe it's in the wrong hands. Here, hand it over, my dad and I will return to where it belongs."
You're fucking kidding me." He sneered. "Stop acting retarded."
During class time, Bella told all his mates about Amelia and his Notebook, and how his father had been working for years to track it down. He was religious, so wanted the Notebook returned, very badly. He even old them how his father found out about the Notebook.
"We must, must, must take it away from him. If we don't get it before December, we are literally dead; finished." Explained Bella.
I have a fairly crazy plan. It might sound fucked, but anyway, who knows... it might work!" exclaimed Mickey.
"Sure..." Millie responded.
"Okay, we'll meet tonight in the park next to Amelia's..."
It was too late. Amelia heard the conversation. The moment Bella saw what in Amelia's pocket, as quick as a flash, Amelia swooped down and grabbed it. He ran off.
"Shit... it was worth a try"
"I know how to enter Amelia's house," told Mickey. "Gus, don't worry, follow me, I know what to do."
"Okay." sneered Bella, rolling his large brown eyes.
*
Three hours later, Amelia and his two mates swaggered proudly around the corridor, they stopped when Amelia spoke.
"I heard half of their plan. They're gunna break in my house and get the Notebook. So..." he paused, "I'm gonna give you and you each a third of the Notebook. Yep. I'm gunna try split it." Victor, one of Amelia's mates smirked wickedly. Then, two other girls eaves dropped and heard what was going on, and told Bella everything, but had no idea what the fuck it was about.
After school, they each went for a sleepover. They heard voices come out of the Notebooks. They disobeyed and vanished to the sky...
*
"Ah ha! What do we have here? School bullies," Mother Nature smirked. "Bad boys. Rebels or whatever. You have a price to pay."
She led them to a massive hall full of people of whom had disobeyed. This is your new home, until the Notebook is returned."
They had the worst experience ever, the hall was crowed and smelled like shit. All they got to eat was cabbage.
*
The next morning, the boys met in the park.
"Okay, are we ready?"
Mickey dug up a plastic container and took the key out. They opened the door and top toed in the house and went up the stairs. They searched for Amelia's room; and to their delight and shock, they found the notebook split in three pieces.
"Kill me now!" Bella cried. "If its returned like this..."
"It mightn't be that bad, lets hide it. Maybe bury it."
Just before it was buried, they showed Bella's father, Bill. He was extremely glad to see the pieces, and it stayed for one month. Mother Nature and god finally got it back. They fixed it and everything was back to normal.
One day, Bella, Bella's father, Mia, and Mickey vanished to the sky. Not for being guilty, but for being noble. They were praised and given the best life in the world. Not only that, but all the people from the hall in the sky were free and returned to Earth. They all learnt a lesson, what goes 'round comes 'around.
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The notebook
Short StoryWrote this story in 6th grade, so obviously it makes no fucking sense, but hey, it's quirky, strange, weird, and original!