Disclaimer- I do NOT own any of the following, ffx, any of it's characters,
my friends Chris and Bruce, my dads kukri or myself for that matter( I am
being controlled by the evil talking, flying pink and purple elephants!).
Authors note- This fic was taken off by someone before. I'm sorry for the way it might of offended you. sniff.sorry.
Dude, I'm stuck in Spira!
Listen to my story, I'll have loads of time to tell it, but what hey?
That day in my town was like any other day, I got up at seven, had a shower, went to school, the usual. My friends Chris and Bruce were there before me as always, as I said, a perfectly normal day. When I finally got home, I was tired, I got dressed into my favourite clothes. They were a white t-shirt and cream coloured trousers. I stopped and looked at all of my dad's army medals, he was a medic, but he is still a tough man that is also true with my mum. So I don't know why I'm so weedy. I also looked at my dad's kukri, at type of short sword used by the Ghurkhas in the gulf war. Today was too hot to go out for me, so I got out my Playstation two (that's maybe the reason I'm weedy.) and started my favourite game. On the bright blue title screen, I selected the new game option and pressed the X button. I had already completed this game a dozen times. There was a blinding flash of light that made me cover my eyes. I felt the chair I was sitting on disappear underneath me, I expected to land on the floor with a bump, but I just kept on falling. I didn't dare open my eyes while I kept on falling. Suddenly I thudded flat on my face onto a hard surface. My vision was blurry, I had a look around. I could vaguely see a large hall with a waterfall with two looming statues beside it. Then a face was looking down on me, it looked oddly familiar, then I blacked out.
I know this chapter was short, kiddos, but WILL be longer next time! When you review (if you bother doing so at all, sniff) please give a mark out of ten. 0 is not acceptable though! If anyone give me a review with a score of 1 or over, I will contiue!
Authors note- This fic was taken off by someone before. I'm sorry for the way it might of offended you. sniff.sorry.
Dude, I'm stuck in Spira!
Listen to my story, I'll have loads of time to tell it, but what hey?
That day in my town was like any other day, I got up at seven, had a shower, went to school, the usual. My friends Chris and Bruce were there before me as always, as I said, a perfectly normal day. When I finally got home, I was tired, I got dressed into my favourite clothes. They were a white t-shirt and cream coloured trousers. I stopped and looked at all of my dad's army medals, he was a medic, but he is still a tough man that is also true with my mum. So I don't know why I'm so weedy. I also looked at my dad's kukri, at type of short sword used by the Ghurkhas in the gulf war. Today was too hot to go out for me, so I got out my Playstation two (that's maybe the reason I'm weedy.) and started my favourite game. On the bright blue title screen, I selected the new game option and pressed the X button. I had already completed this game a dozen times. There was a blinding flash of light that made me cover my eyes. I felt the chair I was sitting on disappear underneath me, I expected to land on the floor with a bump, but I just kept on falling. I didn't dare open my eyes while I kept on falling. Suddenly I thudded flat on my face onto a hard surface. My vision was blurry, I had a look around. I could vaguely see a large hall with a waterfall with two looming statues beside it. Then a face was looking down on me, it looked oddly familiar, then I blacked out.
I know this chapter was short, kiddos, but WILL be longer next time! When you review (if you bother doing so at all, sniff) please give a mark out of ten. 0 is not acceptable though! If anyone give me a review with a score of 1 or over, I will contiue!