Light Fang
Being called Emo.
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Stranger in a strange world.
Chapter 1 A camping trip.
I’m out with my family and some of our relatives at a campsite next to a forest for summer vacation. Normally I don’t like to go camping but I have a bag with things I like to do like a story I write… Oh and my name is Zachery but I prefer to be called Zack for short I’m a seventeen year old boy who is 6’ 2” and weigh only a little over 100 hundred pounds. I may be a boy but people say I act like a girl but it doesn’t bother me…
“hahaha… Why am I writing this? I mean it’s not like someone is actually reading this…”
“BOO!”
“WHA!”
As I’m getting myself lost in my thoughts someone stunk up behind me then surprised me from behind causing me to fling my newest journal right into a puddle completely ruining it and when I turn around I see my cousin Kameron who is one of the six kids my Aunt Christen has and he sees the look of pure anger I have on my face.
“KAMERON!!!”
“Oops sorry…”
“Oh I’ll show you sorry!”
“Not if you can’t catch me.”
“You can’t get away!”
Kameron takes off like bullet but I dash off after him like a rocket shot out of a cannon right behind him. We run all over the campsites weaving through people jumping over benches back through my mom’s campsite, through Grandpa’s campsite, then through Kameron’s mom’s campsite and just as I’m about to grab him by the neck…
“Ha-ha LOW BRIDGE!”
“Oh ya righ-”
He wasn’t trying to trick me so I end up ramming face first into a low hanging branch and falling backwards onto my butt and holding my now throbbing nose tears streaming from my eyes. Then my cousin Kameron the cause of my pain starts to say he told me so and my sorrow of pain into pure unholy rage.
“Kameron…”
“Uh… yes Zack?”
“I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!”
“But I tried warning you.”
“Well here’s a warning for you.”
“What???”
“RUN!!!!!!”
He gets a minor head start then I zoom off after him but it was now pointless I catch him ball his shirt sleeve but I don’t do anything and I let him go because it would be pointless the Journal is ruined and I can’t get it back so hurting him would not bring it back it’s over.
“Kameron just leave me alone…”
“Ok I don’t want to get hurt…”
As Kameron runs back scared to his camp site I head back to my mom’s and I grab my bag of things, head over to a bench, and pull out my Pokémon in the REAL world story after a while I finish chapter 75 entitled Into the Heart of Darkness. I put it back into my bag then I pull out my DS and Pokémon Platinum version and I breed my Pokémon, feed them poffins, then I enter my shiny Eevee I named Cream into a cute contest while I tell myself…
“One can really lose their selves in these types of games because it’s like playing a better style of one’s own life. The Role Playing game series is just a virtual life which people play to enter a world that is better than their own life…”
I play for a while then I put it away and pull out a sketch book and a Pokémon book containing pictures and stats/data on all 493 Pokémon which includes Arceus and all his plate based forms plus it even shows what the Pokémon look like in a shiny form. I also pull out a digital camera that I had gotten from my dad for my 15th birthday.
“Sketching real animals or made up creatures from a book is fun but I hope I get lucky enough to take something’s picture… but if I’m just sketching Pokémon I will still be ok…”
To be continued…
Chapter 1 A camping trip.
I’m out with my family and some of our relatives at a campsite next to a forest for summer vacation. Normally I don’t like to go camping but I have a bag with things I like to do like a story I write… Oh and my name is Zachery but I prefer to be called Zack for short I’m a seventeen year old boy who is 6’ 2” and weigh only a little over 100 hundred pounds. I may be a boy but people say I act like a girl but it doesn’t bother me…
“hahaha… Why am I writing this? I mean it’s not like someone is actually reading this…”
“BOO!”
“WHA!”
As I’m getting myself lost in my thoughts someone stunk up behind me then surprised me from behind causing me to fling my newest journal right into a puddle completely ruining it and when I turn around I see my cousin Kameron who is one of the six kids my Aunt Christen has and he sees the look of pure anger I have on my face.
“KAMERON!!!”
“Oops sorry…”
“Oh I’ll show you sorry!”
“Not if you can’t catch me.”
“You can’t get away!”
Kameron takes off like bullet but I dash off after him like a rocket shot out of a cannon right behind him. We run all over the campsites weaving through people jumping over benches back through my mom’s campsite, through Grandpa’s campsite, then through Kameron’s mom’s campsite and just as I’m about to grab him by the neck…
“Ha-ha LOW BRIDGE!”
“Oh ya righ-”
He wasn’t trying to trick me so I end up ramming face first into a low hanging branch and falling backwards onto my butt and holding my now throbbing nose tears streaming from my eyes. Then my cousin Kameron the cause of my pain starts to say he told me so and my sorrow of pain into pure unholy rage.
“Kameron…”
“Uh… yes Zack?”
“I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!”
“But I tried warning you.”
“Well here’s a warning for you.”
“What???”
“RUN!!!!!!”
He gets a minor head start then I zoom off after him but it was now pointless I catch him ball his shirt sleeve but I don’t do anything and I let him go because it would be pointless the Journal is ruined and I can’t get it back so hurting him would not bring it back it’s over.
“Kameron just leave me alone…”
“Ok I don’t want to get hurt…”
As Kameron runs back scared to his camp site I head back to my mom’s and I grab my bag of things, head over to a bench, and pull out my Pokémon in the REAL world story after a while I finish chapter 75 entitled Into the Heart of Darkness. I put it back into my bag then I pull out my DS and Pokémon Platinum version and I breed my Pokémon, feed them poffins, then I enter my shiny Eevee I named Cream into a cute contest while I tell myself…
“One can really lose their selves in these types of games because it’s like playing a better style of one’s own life. The Role Playing game series is just a virtual life which people play to enter a world that is better than their own life…”
I play for a while then I put it away and pull out a sketch book and a Pokémon book containing pictures and stats/data on all 493 Pokémon which includes Arceus and all his plate based forms plus it even shows what the Pokémon look like in a shiny form. I also pull out a digital camera that I had gotten from my dad for my 15th birthday.
“Sketching real animals or made up creatures from a book is fun but I hope I get lucky enough to take something’s picture… but if I’m just sketching Pokémon I will still be ok…”
To be continued…
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