It was a beautifull warm summer day, about mid
July, I was hagging out with some of my friends, John who is five
foot four inches weighs in at over two hundred
pounds, mostly muscle,
and he is about fifteen. Now the other kid,Cody, is a little more on
the nerdy side. He is the one who we go to get our computer's fixed. He
stands at five even wears glasses, he is as thin as your avearge
toothpick, and wieghs about one hundred pounds. Me I am more like John,
but they call me Rich Because of my deep voice, my real name is Aubrey.
And I am five foot eleven inches, weighing at over two hundred and ten
pounds, work out every day. Now you know the setting and the
characters, we can begin our story.
We were walking home from a basketball turnament
when one of the
crack's on the side walk begin to open. And fire grew
up as if it was shooting at the sky. Then this red man like creature
came up and said that we had three day's to do what he wanted us to do
or we go to hell. So we thought we were dreaming and we laughed at him.
That wasnt the nicest thing to do, we found that one out the hard way.
Then out of no where our right shoulder's started to burn and smoke
came out from within our sleeves. We grabbed our shoulder to try and to
cool the burn down. Then we looked at the pain and there were three
marks, one mark apiece. John had a mark of a lion. Cody had a mark of a
monkey. I had a mark of a snake.The marks were in really good detial.
So we went home that night telling our parants about the scars, but
when they asked where did we get them we told them satin gave to us.
They thought we were joking, and got made at us. The next day we meet
up and descused what happend lastnight, about the crack and marks. When
the ground started to split again.Now I now what yall are thinking,
RUN. But we didn't. John and I didn't run because between us both, we
were unstopable at fighting and weight lifting. Cody didn't run because
he knew John and I would take care of him. You could say we treat each
other like we were blood brothers. So then this red dude says yall will
go to the thrift store and buy me three scented candles. And he went on
and on about this feminine list that he wanted. So we go and get the
supplies. And he says take the rest of the day off. So we go and do
what ever we wanted, wich was go play basketball. So the next day we go
and meet at the crack, and he says to bad, yall go to hell. The next
thing we know, where in hell. Becarfull, you could be next.
We never did really know why we went to hell, but I
am sure we will figure it out someday. Keep praying, maybe GOD will
answer your prayers.