Thanks to my first reviewer for, well, reviewing! First!
This is my Story
I was thoroughly bored. I mean, "rub salt in a cut just to measure the pain in made-up units" bored. Unfortunately, I didn't have any cuts, and I wasn't a masochist, so I decided to take a walk instead.
"I'm stepping out October! I'll see ya in a Millenium!" I called, grabbing my black leather studded jacket. Man, am I cool. Black leather studded jacket, deep red sleeveless shirt, baggy black pants with chains that could bind Bakura, oh I rock. But enough with the conceited vanity trip. My hair looks awful as usual. So, PONYTAIL TIME! My skin's too pale. So, sunshine! My feet are huge, so, GOTHIC BOOTS! And, I don't know WHAT to do about my acne, so I just ignore it. Psoriasis, Pssh, who cares? White flakes in black hair is normal! Man, I need some Head and Shoulders.
So, I'm out the door! Walking, walking, walking. Walking, walking, walking, walking. Okay, still bored. I dart to the park!
Hm. The sun is shining so brightly I have to keep my eyes half open. It's windy, blowing my hair from behind me into my face. MAN is my hair ever long. And straight. And stringy. Ew, spaghetti! Anyway. It's the perfect temp out. Real nice. Etc etc etc. Still bored. Ra, I wish YuGiOh was still on Cartoon Network.
I arrive at the park. It's deserted. Almost creepily. The swings sway, creaking, in the strong wind. I smile brightly and stride into them. If I'm first to die in the horror movie, at least it'll be long and painful. I slow. Wait... Slow... and painful... that's bad, isn't it? Crap.
I sit down on a swing at the end, and sway back and forth slightly. The wind picks up. I swallow. Now comes the drama. Now comes the drama.
It darkened. Reflexively, I glanced up. Clouds suddenly eclipsed the sun, swirling together in an evil mass of something. Lightning crashed across it. I swallowed again. An "Oh shit," slipped from my lips. The wind picked up. I held on tighter as the swing began to rock, back and forth, back and forth, going up and down, as though I had been pumping for hours. It swung and swung and I flipped upside down as it went over the bar. I think I screamed, I'm not sure. And as I came back around I lost my grip, and went flying. Right into something warm and hard.