John woke up to a starling trouble. In his sleep he had a nightmare of
himself being attacked by twin mysterious fire pokemon. They stood huge
about twice his size. John was about five feet 10 inches. So this beast of
a pokemon was about a good 11 feet tall. But something was special about
this pokemon.
He was now wide-awake after that horrible dream. He noticed that he had a woken to a scream that was coming from downstairs. He slowly got out off bed and made his way to the closet to put on some clothes. He grabbed his little league bat and literally flew downstairs. Upon entering the hallway to the living room he saw his mother running his way and getting in front of him, as a huge monster twice the size of a cactus but just be enough to fit through the thresholds of the house that our hero is in today.
His mother started to move back, John not knowing his mother was about to move back fell and went through his mother's feet (thank god he had his eyes closed). He got up not realizing that for he was in front of the creature that his mother had been trying to save him from.
This slimy now creature slowly made its way closer to John (only had to move a little). This creature was foul in everywhere and had bulging teeth he had no skin all you saw was retched muscles, dried veins, blood of guts, and many ugly and disgusting things were showing from his body. This creature was now right on top of John. John was to, to scared to move and somehow now felt (the probably billion year old) breath of the the creature that was now ready to meet our hero in it's mouth.
The creature turned it's head to the side right next to out hero john and back with tremendous force and it hit John with enough power to send him flying through the wall and land in the dinning room right next to the sofa. He hit with a loud thud that could be heard for miles all around. It echoed through the ears of John's mother, it went in through one ear and out of the other. But, in the case of the beast that had hit john so hard that he was in another room lying probably died on the floor, was overran by the loud noise. He had turned around and stampeded out of the front door and into the night. The door was raked with the creature.
John's mother walked over to her son and said "No I won't let this happen"? "Mom" said John fatally and got off of the floor he was lying on. "Your o.k." said his mother getting up too and walking over to the nearest self for the first aid kit to heal any thing that is broken. "You can't kill me," said John lying down on the sofa as his mother walked close to where he was to go to the kitchen for some orange juice. After she was finished with getting the orange juice she went to the sofa in the living room and sat next to son that was now gulping down the orange juice quickly. As, he did this his mother opened the kit she held in her hands and took out a mini- bottle of achool, and a cotton swab. She toke off his shirt once he had finished with the juice and went over an opened wound with the swab. John cried like a baby as he went to sleep his mother toke him upstairs to his room and opened the door only to find something that wound change her life forever.
He was now wide-awake after that horrible dream. He noticed that he had a woken to a scream that was coming from downstairs. He slowly got out off bed and made his way to the closet to put on some clothes. He grabbed his little league bat and literally flew downstairs. Upon entering the hallway to the living room he saw his mother running his way and getting in front of him, as a huge monster twice the size of a cactus but just be enough to fit through the thresholds of the house that our hero is in today.
His mother started to move back, John not knowing his mother was about to move back fell and went through his mother's feet (thank god he had his eyes closed). He got up not realizing that for he was in front of the creature that his mother had been trying to save him from.
This slimy now creature slowly made its way closer to John (only had to move a little). This creature was foul in everywhere and had bulging teeth he had no skin all you saw was retched muscles, dried veins, blood of guts, and many ugly and disgusting things were showing from his body. This creature was now right on top of John. John was to, to scared to move and somehow now felt (the probably billion year old) breath of the the creature that was now ready to meet our hero in it's mouth.
The creature turned it's head to the side right next to out hero john and back with tremendous force and it hit John with enough power to send him flying through the wall and land in the dinning room right next to the sofa. He hit with a loud thud that could be heard for miles all around. It echoed through the ears of John's mother, it went in through one ear and out of the other. But, in the case of the beast that had hit john so hard that he was in another room lying probably died on the floor, was overran by the loud noise. He had turned around and stampeded out of the front door and into the night. The door was raked with the creature.
John's mother walked over to her son and said "No I won't let this happen"? "Mom" said John fatally and got off of the floor he was lying on. "Your o.k." said his mother getting up too and walking over to the nearest self for the first aid kit to heal any thing that is broken. "You can't kill me," said John lying down on the sofa as his mother walked close to where he was to go to the kitchen for some orange juice. After she was finished with getting the orange juice she went to the sofa in the living room and sat next to son that was now gulping down the orange juice quickly. As, he did this his mother opened the kit she held in her hands and took out a mini- bottle of achool, and a cotton swab. She toke off his shirt once he had finished with the juice and went over an opened wound with the swab. John cried like a baby as he went to sleep his mother toke him upstairs to his room and opened the door only to find something that wound change her life forever.