This is an idea I've had. You, the readers, come up with ideas. You send them to me via PM or review. Then, I pick some of my favorites and type them up in a chapter and publish it. Just a little treat for my lovely viewers.
Since this is my first time with this, I've made up one. In the future, you guys'll choose the plot. Enjoy!
Harold stood by the window, looking out on the place he used to call home. Home. It used to give a sense of security, but now all it gives is confusion. What is home? That is our question.
The streets were chaos, full of people fleeing for their lives, oblivious to the teen watching silently. Harold noticed everything that they didn't. Why were they so frantic?
And Harold watched, laughing as they died in their worry. How restricting it is to be frantic.
As Lindsay was walking through the mall, everyone stared. When she was at the pool, everyone stared. One day she got tired of the staring and slapped everyone who stared at her.
Tyler started to stare at Lindsay, his girlfriend. "Hey!" He shouted, as she slapped him in the face. "Only my boyfriend, Tyler is allowed to stare at me!" She shouted. "But..." Tyler stammered. "No buts.".
Izzy then walked up to Lindsay. "Hey babe." She said, smirking at Tyler. He growled.
This is kind of what it would look like, only with a few more stories. Keep the suggestions coming, but don't forget to give feedback too.