Falisha Jones: A Short Story

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the moment when the end of the year come you feel excited that it finally came. when you take a different direction, when you passed all of the bumpy roads and it smooth sailing from here on. Then, when you feel relief knowing that something better is waiting for you at the end. Then you reach it and cherish it forever more. There's nothing to it simply just enjoying it letting it flow through. Becoming who you are is always solved in the end. People believes that when the end of the world comes all humanity would be gone, people will go crazy and kill each other but is the end really great or bad. chapter 1 Hi my name is Falisha Jones and this is a story about when every thing changed all of a sudden.…show more content…
It was my birthday I was out with my friends. Everything was fine until all the laughing was quiet and you couldn't hear anything. It was dead silence every thing around me stoped moving, I looked into my friends eyes, they were staring dead at me with her cristal blue eyes still not moving,or blinking. I was terrifiend at what was happening. Then, something far away was appering. It was blurry I couldn't recognize the shape, if was a build or a person. I stepped closer it was becoming clearer with every step. Finally I made it, it was a person. " hello i'm wondering if you know whats happening" I said " who are you." he said " I. I . I'm Falisha Jones" " your miss. Jones please come with me." I followed him through a gigantic plane looking thing. He was the most handsome boy I have ever met. He was muscular with a good hieght. " Well ok this is where you shall be sleeping through the rest of the trip." he said " "May i ask your name" i said " srgnt. kniks" he said " can i call you Knicks insead" i said " NO." Then he turned around and slamed the door as he left me there dumbfouned. The rooms looked lavish and spacey; it was homey. But, something was off, something not clear. I was still here dumbfouned trying to recollect my thoughts. I looked around me then got scaired of what just happend. try to remeber what happend today; I... was still in shock. This has never happend to me before; why now of all days. " THIS IS OFFICALLY THEE

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