LazyMonkey165

 There was a splash of water in the other room. "Did you hear that Koi?" A young man, dressed in formal black and white attire, woke up and straightens his black tie and vest. There was a floating balloon fish of blue and orange tied down by a string to his left wrist. They were in a dusty room with a couple of couches sitting around. "Hey Taku, wake up" the fish rubbed its fins on the giant white bear head in which a person was still sleeping in. He wore a black suit and tie with his dress shoes half off. "Wake up! Wake up!" the fish banged on the head. Koi tried waking the person up too. "What? What? Mother, is that you?" the bear snort

 There was music and laughter. Ryker opened his eyes and looked around. He was in a tent, resting on a table. There were cages with strange animals. He turned his head to see a lion staring at him. On his other side, there was a strong smell of elephant dump. His stomach growled and he felt emptiness in his belly. Ryker got up and walked to the tent flap. 'I'm dead aren't I?' He sighed 'I thought heaven would be in the sky, full of clouds and all those stuff. I never thought it would be like this.' He walked outside and saw empty stalls. There were food stands and game corners, but no one there to watch them. Some of the rides were on, ro

 The alarm yelled in Ryker's ear. It was soon slammed onto its snooze button. Ryker got up and yawned. He tried to remember what happened last night. He knew he had a dream last night, but it was one of those that you couldn't recall. This disappointed him. He tried to remember what happened yesterday. He then took a look in the corner where the dog from before was. It wasn't there. He then laid back into his bed and heard a squeak. Ryker reached behind his back and threw the doll at the wall. It wheezed as it hit the wall and fell to the floor. Ryker then heard laughter outside. He got up from his bed and walked out of the room. He w

 Droplets of water fell down into the fountain rusted with age that no longer worked. The hall was dark and empty. Old walls were painted with flowers and the floors seemed like a snow covered field of dust. It would be a nice looking place if it was taken care of. The shards of the chandelier waved as if there was a breeze just now. Ryker suddenly opened his eyes and burst from the fountain. He sat up, grasping for air. 'What is this? Where am I? What am I doing here? Why am I drenched wet in a fountain?' Questions filled his thoughts as his conscientiousness came back to him. He stood up and looked around. Barely anyone could see anyth

"Rye" Everything was dim and cold. The air blew softly and the surface was smooth and wet. "Rye wake up" There were faint murmurs in the distance. There was the smell of cleaning wipes and food nearby. "Rye!" A splash of ice cold water drenched the blonde spiked haired kid who slept and drooled on his desk. "What?" Ryker shouted. Everyone in the classroom became silent and stared at him. Ryker turned red and slammed his head on desk. The classroom slowly began talking and came back to life again. Ryker was never this embarrassed before. "Nice going hotshot" laughed the guy next to him. "Shut up Leo, at least leave me in peace." "

 Virtue won't found at the end of the story, but lies within the struggles one must face to reach that end. There is a saying that there are only three things that a person needs in order to truly live. First, you need something to do. Second, you need something to look forward to. Third, you need something to remember. Within each folklore, there is a legend that came to be. These stories are passed by the words of mouths from generation to generation. Almost each time repeated, a different scent is added. It later comes to the point where it is now a totally different story. In the end we question ourselves 'What is the original story li

 Embers flew through the air within the blooming flowers, quickly withering. Sparks spat out red, blue, yellow and other radiant colors. Arrows screamed, screech, and cried as they rocketed up above everyone's heads. Up there, they illuminated the darkness. Fog covered the grounds with a strong smell of gunpowder. The sidewalks are drenched wet. The burnt out fireworks lay trampled on the ground. The city by the beach hummed calmly as everyone went back to their homes for sleep. The great celebration has left everyone tired. Little kids slept by the windows as the fireworks all die out. It was an enjoyable evening, but everyone needs their

 Within the big clock tower, a young man stood at the center of a circular platform, surrounded by a gigantic revolving gear. Many spheres consisting of three gears of different sizes floated around. 'Sir Ked, we need you to see this' said an old man in some sleeping wear full of stars. 'Shut up Tem. I'm watching the stars from here' said the young man grumpily. Apparently it seems like Ked did not sleep in days with a dark shade of color under his eyes. 'But sir, this is important' said Tem as he walked along the outer rotating ring of the platform. 'What could it be? You're bothering me' said Ked as he finally took his gaze off th