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Escape! WRiteers' Craft--spinning a story

8/5/2014

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The theme is escape the time is 50 minutes--the skill is writing. 5M share their work.

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Mr Mc
8/5/2014 03:46:03 am

In the dark running past the armed guards, making as much noise as possible until the whole place woke up.
BANG! It started.
I duck behind the thick walls of the compound. The lights turned onto me.
I knew it all depended on me---on how long I could survive. I needed minutes; I'll have seconds. I couild hear the heavy booted footsteps nearing. If only I had drawn a longer straw.
Hector was the first. A week earlier the director had asked all of us to get our influenza shots. After Hector's first symptoms, each and every one of us started to get it as well. First were the headaches, followed by the vomiting and then the delusions. We couldn't sleep, yet we couldn't wake as well. It was as if we were living our worst nightmares.
The mutations started a few days later. The director took us one by one to see how we had morph. There were all sorts, from third eyes to little arms growing out our sides. Hector was the first to admit it. The influenza shots were an experiment and we were the rats.
The canteen hall was its usual buzz of utensil noises and waft of smells. we were sitting in our groups, silently chewing like cows. Normally, the chatter would fill the hall but none of us had the will, desire or strength to talk. Crash! Hector upended one of the guards, leaving him lifeless no the floor. The other guards circled him, cautious of his spiked tail. All of us just looked on. No one had ever fought back before, it never occured to us that we could It took ten guards but finally Hector was broken. Defeated. His back in two, skull open, he was dragged limped.
It took two nights. On the second we agreed on a plan. Escape. It was a simple plan but a daring one. One of us distracts the guards and the others would break thru the walls to get to the director. With him, we could negotiate our way out of here.
Having drawn the short straw, I had to buy time for the team to find the director. Before the guards got to me I burst through the floors, snapping the walls like chalk and leaving a trail of rubble. Reaching the roof, I could go no further. A dozen guards surrounded me. Behind them stood the tall dark figure. The director. We failed.
Suddenly, my head throbbed, pulsing inside as if a jackhammer was trying to burst through my skull. That's when I knew. It didn't matter now. I could feel the energy. With a pulse of my mind, I brushed everyone and everything off the roof. Looking up, I soared.

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emily
8/5/2014 03:58:21 am

ceap it movin ya low lifebum ok ok meat brain hey! did you just speak pt1

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dash
8/5/2014 03:58:59 am

"Heheheheheh"an evil laugh rang out from the corridor.
"is the rat-boy ready to die?"
the rag-covered rat-boy,zulthur,hid in his mouse hole where he caught a glimpse of firery red hair and the smooth oak wood of a gilders mask...

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Kane.j
8/5/2014 03:59:07 am

Mr mc you should have a typewriter

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Hayden
9/5/2014 03:16:44 am

James was at school, in the library reading a book about nanotechnology, he was up to page seventy three when he heard a shuffling of feet ,James looked up above his book and there standing right in front of him was someone who looked exactly the same but, the only thing that was different was that the stranger had dark rings under his eyes' I saw this in a book it was about......... Omens of death'.

:o

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emily
9/5/2014 03:45:11 am

ceap it moving ya low life bum ok ok meat brain hey did you just speak because i dont remember sayng you could speak yes i did speak so what are you goa do about ti one week solitari confinment in the cold room take em away huh i wish that was me pssst hey over hear what wana bust out part one

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Coop
4/6/2014 03:00:59 am

Great job

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