The Stories of a boy: December 2012

Ho there

Though you may not notice, I wrote something.. For your own good, read it.. if not... don't read.. if you want to, just read it.. even if you feel reluctant to do it, just read... even if you feel like it's a waste of time, just read.. even if you don't want to read, read it.. I insist, read it.. what will you gain, you will just have to read it to find out.. if your lost on what I had suggested earlier, it is of great importance that you read it.. if you do not know what "it" is, than continue reading it.. and while your reading it, if you are still reading this, then I have just wasted your time reading something pointless to begin with... but it shows that you are a dedicated reader (maybe) and I compliment you on that.. as a reward..

WELCOME TO MY STORY!!!
...and enjoy...
....and to be clear, when i say my story, i meant by these works of fiction written by me.

p.s.
Comment it anyway you want, whether its a rant or a suggestion, I will read them and keep it in mind.. but mind you, I may not be around for it to happen so.... yeah... thanks...

Sunday, December 30, 2012

The Loaf

(warning, the following text is totally fiction...but in the off chance that the story is true... Then know that I died a hero)

Joe and Ray entered Pavilion, where they were greeted by promoters of some unknown perfume company. Ignoring the young man desperately trying to get the two's attention, they made 2 right turns and arrived at their destination. "The Loaf?"' Ray exclaims, "What are we doing here Joe?"
"Gathering information" Joe responded. "In truth, the Loaf is a front for another operation."
"What do you mean?"
"This is where the Malysian Assassin Guild is set."

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Monsters..(Prologue)

Heroes are everywhere. Not all of them wear a mask or some flashy costume to show who they are. They come in a form of uniform. I'm not just talking about the police. Government officials, scientist, doctors, engineers, even the janitors. As ridiculous as it sounds, these people are heroes of society who work to and benefit civilization. But corruption does not go unnoticed. They dwell inside each and everyone of these heroes and it manifest them to something else. Most people would refer these corrupted as "the bad guys", but others refer to them as "MONSTERS". They wouldn't know the first thing about a monster. Monsters are a whole different entity. They take in a form of human, driven by a mad goal and bestowed with powers that overcome mere human capability. Monsters aren't heroes, nor are they villains. So what separates them from the corrupted people referred to as "Monsters"? It is simply their resolve. My name is Jack Hollows and I am A MONSTER.