Hello there. It's surely been a really long time (Err about 10 months) since I've been on here. Well without further ado, a new story: Call of the Dead.
"Stupid sh-= happens like that yah no'?" "No this one's a different scenario Mr. Graver! You have to believe me!" Mr. Graver removes his cigarette from his mouth puffing out a cloud of smoke. I could smell it from across the rooms. "Okay. I believe you now lil' boy." Mr. Graver huffed out. "You do?" I said confused. With a sigh of relief that someone finally believed me I wiped my sweaty forehead. It was dripping of sweat. It was as hot as a desert down her in Kownly city. I could see heat waves everywhere and the sun would always beat down on me like rain.
BAM! I could hear shattering. BAM BAM! More shattering everywhere glass was shattering everywhere. "What the h-ll is going on?" I yelled. Mr. Graver laughed and laughed dropping his cigarette and bright red lighter. He was laughing so I could hear him heaving over the shattering glass. For a minute I thought Mr. Graver was crazy but then I found out what he was laughing at. It wasn't too long until I could no longer see anything. In fact the only thing I could feel was my guts flying everywhere. Slowly my life faded away. Slowly and slowly my mind faded from reality.