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| Leaves in the River; story, not humorous | |
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| Topic Started: 15 Jul 2008, 03:38 PM (353 Views) | |
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15 Jul 2008, 03:38 PM Post #1 |
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Leaves in the River I heard it behind me, coming. It had been chasing me for… it had been chasing me for… well a long time. Had to have been at least three… no five days. I hadn’t been able to sleep at all during that time. I came to the river and sat down on the bank. I had to take a nap… no a break, just a break. I looked in the water. It was autumn, had to be. There were leaves floating down river. Slowly they came, one at a time. One by one by one by one by… I felt the water in the cellar door rising. I tried to open the trap door, but it wouldn’t budge. Already the cold water was flowing higher and higher. I felt a little go into my mouth as I struggled to keep my head above water. I was going to drown. No, no, no… I startled awake. Still at the side of the river. I had rolled a bit, and water was lapping at my side. So the cellar had just been a dream. I needed to get moving before… Before what? There had been something, I was sure of it. I got the impression of a beast, no a demon. It was stalking with me, playing with me. That’s it! I was running from the demon beast. I stood up, and everything went black. It had gotten me. No, it was just the blood draining from my head. I’d stood up too quickly. Be fine in a second. Then I could run from the, yeah, the demon beast. I moved downstream, following the leaves. The brown leaves, yellow leaves, orange leaves. I slowed and came to a stop. How far had I come. Had to have been a mile, maybe two. I spared a glance back. There was the spot I had lain, no more than thirty feet back. Had to keep moving, had to keep. I fell down. Maybe if I just stayed here a second I’d regain my strength. I couldn’t get up anyway. My arms were too tired, my legs were too tired… my chest was too… I walked inside the mansion and headed down the hallway. There was a banquet hall with lots of food on the table. Steaks, and lobster, and pasta, and cake, and hamburgers. I was so hungry. I sat down, and then the room began sniffing, and sniffing. It was… It was going to eat me. The food was just a distraction. I screamed and… And I woke up again, still at the river. The sniffing sound was still there coming from above the riverbank. It was… it was the thing. I crawled behind a log, trying to hide. It came down and looked around. I calmed my breathing, trying not to let it hear me. It sniffed the air and looked around. It turned and looked almost at me. It had to have seen me. It came up to the log batted it with an appendage, and walked the other way. Maybe it didn’t see me. It just sat on the bank, watching the leaves for a bit. So long as I stayed cool… so long as I stayed calm… it would… it would do something that helped me… leave… maybe… I closed my eyelids not wanting to look. And they felt so heavy that… I couldn’t… I was standing in a boat on the ocean, the waves tossing the boat lightly. I got the impression for a second that this was a dream, but it couldn’t be. And then the thought went out of my mind. There was some sort of a ship on the horizon… * * * “What happened to him?” said the cop, looking at the body on the ground. “He went off his medication.” said the psychologist. “He’s been one of my patients for a while, suffering from schizophrenia. When he doesn’t take his medication he begins to hallucinate, and he can’t sleep, which just leads to compounded problems. He just runs himself into exhaustion like he did here.” “Whaddya want me to do with him?” “I just need to give him this shot and he’ll be better, at least when he wakes up. If you could just take him to his home we can deal with him there.” “Can do.” |
Note that Cameron is not Patrick and does not run Godlimations.
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| Petal | 15 Jul 2008, 06:03 PM Post #2 |
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Horned Rogue
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now that dear friend has the makings of a seriously good storey. was gonna put this as in members artwork but no time to expand-its a true storey i know someone studying nursing "Rachel"does an afternoon shift in a phyc ward-its the dementia part where its mostly old people with the occassional younger person when beds in other wards are full. mostly its a breeze she just lines up the patients and watches the t.v-their not too fussed and let her choose the channel. from time to time she has to help them dress or calm a patient down if they get a bit violent. one afternoon she heard screams from the bathroom where a Mrs Manning was supposed to be getting changed rachel went in to see what the problem was "Whats the matter Mrs Manning why arnt you getting changed?" "i"m not taking my clothes off in front of anyone!" Mrs Manning screamed " Mrs Manning theres no one in here" "yes there is" Mrs Manning insisted "look no one else is in here" Rachel replied moving the shower curtain across and making a show of looking around the small cubicle. it was a private bathroom and security in these places are tight so there was no way anyone could have gotten in or out without Rachel knowing. "Mrs Manning here let me help its Rachel,i always help you get changed" Mrs Manning was getting more and more distressed she looked incredualasly at Rachel and pointed at something behind her shouting- "not you HER !!!!" Rachel shocked spun around to see the mirror Edited by Petal, 20 Jul 2008, 06:37 AM.
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20 Jul 2008, 06:32 PM Post #3 |
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The Apparently Vegitarian Dragon
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The demon and his friend just want you to think it's schizophrenia. Yes...that's just what they want you to think. Mwahahahahahaahaa. |
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"One day we'll get married. What do you think of that? My best man will be Harry. Your bridesmaid will be your cat!" -Ron Puppet | |
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| ARAZEC | 17 Jan 2009, 07:00 AM Post #4 |
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This Person Has No Life
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b was kinda hoping for some more of Leaves in the River
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Shah Jeenab-Ottor Clan Cheif movie debut -http://ten.com.au/video-player.htm?vxSiteId=cb519624-44a2-4bf7-808b-3514d34e96e4&vxChannel=Caroline%20Byrne&vxClipId=1427_caroline-byrne-sp-221009&vxBitrate=300&vxTemplate=integrated.swf&vxClickToPlay=false | |
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20 Jan 2009, 08:28 PM Post #5 |
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More what? |
Note that Cameron is not Patrick and does not run Godlimations.
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| ARAZEC | 20 Jan 2009, 09:28 PM Post #6 |
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This Person Has No Life
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more of this storey
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Shah Jeenab-Ottor Clan Cheif movie debut -http://ten.com.au/video-player.htm?vxSiteId=cb519624-44a2-4bf7-808b-3514d34e96e4&vxChannel=Caroline%20Byrne&vxClipId=1427_caroline-byrne-sp-221009&vxBitrate=300&vxTemplate=integrated.swf&vxClickToPlay=false | |
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| Luemas | 21 Jan 2009, 03:59 PM Post #7 |
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All ur Walrus R belong to Me
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I could see that, after all, it is a cliffhanger, and i personally hate cliffhangers, with a passion. You should see the last person that cliffhung me. |
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Mr. Walrus is under arrest. Duh Duh Duh! My Horn can Pierce the Sky! | |
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21 Jan 2009, 05:21 PM Post #8 |
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What else does it need? I thought it was done but if you felt it needed more let me know what you think. |
Note that Cameron is not Patrick and does not run Godlimations.
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| ARAZEC | 21 Jan 2009, 05:23 PM Post #9 |
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This Person Has No Life
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like wheres the rest of the storey???? that cant be all............? |
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Shah Jeenab-Ottor Clan Cheif movie debut -http://ten.com.au/video-player.htm?vxSiteId=cb519624-44a2-4bf7-808b-3514d34e96e4&vxChannel=Caroline%20Byrne&vxClipId=1427_caroline-byrne-sp-221009&vxBitrate=300&vxTemplate=integrated.swf&vxClickToPlay=false | |
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| Luemas | 21 Jan 2009, 05:32 PM Post #10 |
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I mean sure, everything is explained, but there could be so much more. It's like you're watching you're favorite show on TV or whatever, and you just found out Dwight is a serial killer. Sure you've been expecting it, and it explains alot, but there could just be so much more you know? |
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Mr. Walrus is under arrest. Duh Duh Duh! My Horn can Pierce the Sky! | |
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26 Jan 2009, 07:50 PM Post #11 |
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Okay, I see your point. If this many people feel that there's a problem then there's a problem. The difficulty is that the entire story is his hallucinations and him running from an imaginary foe, so there's little reality to wrap up. I've got an idea. |
Note that Cameron is not Patrick and does not run Godlimations.
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| ARAZEC | 29 Jan 2009, 05:04 AM Post #12 |
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This Person Has No Life
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and would Cameron like to share ? i hate that its like did you hear about..........oh nevermind
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Shah Jeenab-Ottor Clan Cheif movie debut -http://ten.com.au/video-player.htm?vxSiteId=cb519624-44a2-4bf7-808b-3514d34e96e4&vxChannel=Caroline%20Byrne&vxClipId=1427_caroline-byrne-sp-221009&vxBitrate=300&vxTemplate=integrated.swf&vxClickToPlay=false | |
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29 Jan 2009, 08:22 PM Post #13 |
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It was tending exuberance, though you inquire a great amount of repetition, even for someone with a phsycological disfunction. Everything else was satisfactory. |
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b was kinda hoping for some more of Leaves in the River

and would Cameron like to share ?
7:00 AM Nov 8