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Results of U-Write-It Week 215

Rachel turned back from the window, her eyes wide, her face white. "We've got to hide, there's something coming up the lawn and it looks like a..."

...mad chicken from La La Land. The chickens in La La Land sometimes go mad and attack humans," Rachel said picking up her squirt gun.

"What will they do to us if they get us?" Jason, her little brother, asked.

"Peck our legs and throw their eggs at us."

"Uh oh." He picked up his gun and gulped.

"Remember, Jasonj show no mercy." He opened the club house window and pointed his gun out the window. Then he fainted when an egg flew past his head.

Later Rachel laughed at her brother. "You really started to believe they were mad chickens huh, it was just Lucy and Mark, they threw a water balloon at us." Jason looked at his sister, then burst out laughing.

by Samantha Potter, Salt Lake, UT

...zombie!"

"Zombie shmombie," Tom laughed, "It's only a kid in a halloween costume!"

"Halloween's not for three weeks," Rachel said as she peered out the window. Her knees began to shake when she got a good look at the creatures hollowed eye sockets and grayish green complexion. It gave a slow gutteral growl and green ooze dripped from its rotted lips. "Costumed kid, my foot!" Rachel shouted as she bolted out the back door.

The thing crashed through the window, and after a brave but loosing struggle on Tom's behalf; the zombie ate him and left nothing but his bloody bones and teeth scattered about the living room floor.

When Rachel returned with the police she froze in horror at the carnage.

"You have the right to remain silent," the officer said to her, "anything you say can and will be held against you in a court of law..."

by Christy Kodilanen, Norfolk, VA

..."

Rachel stole another glance out the window. "Some kind of big hairy thingy, coming towards the door."

"What?" her new boyfriend, Jake, asked.

"Big and hairy," Rachel responded animatedly.

"Lemme see," said Jake, moving towards the window.

"No," Rachel said adamantly, blocking his way. "Watch out," she said going around him, and picking up a vase from a nearby table.

"Hey, that's my mother's Famille Verte Oriental vase," he protested, but Rachel was already gone from the living room and in the foyer. He scurried after her.

There was a sound of broken glass and a groan, followed by a series a grunts. Jake turned the corner. The hulky, hairy, beast was on the floor being repeatedly kicked by Rachel. "Rachel, that's my dad!"

by DM Worthy, Reston, VA

...man with a gun."

"What?" Amy sounded annoyed.

"Come on we'll hide in the basement." Rachel grabbed Amy's hand.

"Wait, I want to see for myself." Amy broke loose from Rachel's grip to sneak a peak through the blinds. "Who is he?" Amy asked.

"I don't know and don't care let's go hide." Rachel opened the basement door.

Just then there was a knock at the front door.

Amy looked through the peep hole, laughing out loud, "It's just Roger playing a trick." She opened the door to find no one there. Amy tilted her head, stepping one foot onto the front porch to look around.

Rachel stood back a bit, "Are you sure it's Roger?"

"Yes." Amy continued, "You know Roger and his Halloween tricks."

"Amy don't you remember me telling you that Roger was killed in a car accident a few months ago?" Rachel was no longer scared just sad.

by Ranae Cherry, Dover, PA

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