howblackisyourflag
20th August 2010, 23:58
I was walking my dog at night, carrying a shotgun.
I heard her whimper and look towards the sky, like she does whenever she hears fireworks. I looked up to see what was there, but it wasnt fireworks.
There was a full moon, and it was being struck by meteors, which were causing massive clouds of reddish-brown dust to rise above the moons surface.
I walked to an open space beside my house to get a better look at the sky, and now I could see not one, but over a dozen moons, some full, some eclipsing, some with the suns light bouncing off them.
Now there were meteorites falling to the earth, thousands of them, barely bigger than grains of sand.
I raised my arms, palms facing the brighest moon. In seconds my hands were covered in space dust. i rubbed some of it together in my hands into a ball and put it into my pocket for safe keeping.
Now the meteors were bigger. Several crashed down around me and I looked for cover, but not before grabbing one that small enough to carry.
Now I was in my aunts house the next day. Her name is Anne, and for some reason she was there with Princess Anne.
I took a closer look at the space rock. I rubbed away some of its outer coating and could see it was green underneath.
I wanted to give it to my aunt as a present but she said I should keep it since it could be more valuable than I thought.
Suddenly, there were dozens of beige-coloured feelers sticking out of it, lifelike and wiggling, feeling the air. It was alive!
The rock was a plant now, tall and green with stalks and leaves. I carried it close at all times, this plant was now like a part of me.
I decided I should film it, for science, so in my grannys sitting room, i sat there with the plant. The plant had some sort of infra-red camera attached to it now, with a black wire protruding from it, wrapping itself once around its stalks and connecting into its roots. It had apperared there all by itself.
The space plant could see now.
My brother sat with his camera, filming space plant and I. I worried about the CIA, stealing the plant using its secrets for its own evil ends. I sensed plant was getting anxious now, and didnt want to leave me, nor did I want to leave it.
Then, slowly, one branch started to extend and go towards my face, then another.
It was reaching down my mouth now going right inside my body, and I didnt try to stop it.
Eventually, plant and I were one, a kind of super-plant-man, from space.
The CIA wouldnt catch us now.
Then I woke up.
I heard her whimper and look towards the sky, like she does whenever she hears fireworks. I looked up to see what was there, but it wasnt fireworks.
There was a full moon, and it was being struck by meteors, which were causing massive clouds of reddish-brown dust to rise above the moons surface.
I walked to an open space beside my house to get a better look at the sky, and now I could see not one, but over a dozen moons, some full, some eclipsing, some with the suns light bouncing off them.
Now there were meteorites falling to the earth, thousands of them, barely bigger than grains of sand.
I raised my arms, palms facing the brighest moon. In seconds my hands were covered in space dust. i rubbed some of it together in my hands into a ball and put it into my pocket for safe keeping.
Now the meteors were bigger. Several crashed down around me and I looked for cover, but not before grabbing one that small enough to carry.
Now I was in my aunts house the next day. Her name is Anne, and for some reason she was there with Princess Anne.
I took a closer look at the space rock. I rubbed away some of its outer coating and could see it was green underneath.
I wanted to give it to my aunt as a present but she said I should keep it since it could be more valuable than I thought.
Suddenly, there were dozens of beige-coloured feelers sticking out of it, lifelike and wiggling, feeling the air. It was alive!
The rock was a plant now, tall and green with stalks and leaves. I carried it close at all times, this plant was now like a part of me.
I decided I should film it, for science, so in my grannys sitting room, i sat there with the plant. The plant had some sort of infra-red camera attached to it now, with a black wire protruding from it, wrapping itself once around its stalks and connecting into its roots. It had apperared there all by itself.
The space plant could see now.
My brother sat with his camera, filming space plant and I. I worried about the CIA, stealing the plant using its secrets for its own evil ends. I sensed plant was getting anxious now, and didnt want to leave me, nor did I want to leave it.
Then, slowly, one branch started to extend and go towards my face, then another.
It was reaching down my mouth now going right inside my body, and I didnt try to stop it.
Eventually, plant and I were one, a kind of super-plant-man, from space.
The CIA wouldnt catch us now.
Then I woke up.