April 18, 2070

Today I went to Target to look for any loot. I was running low on food and water, and was hoping to find something to use, but I knew the most I would find would be a stale granola bar if I was lucky, and if I was really lucky maybe I could find some equipment since I was running low on ammo for my handgun, and all the knives I had were starting to get dull, so I thought maybe someone forgot to check a nook or cranny, But mostly I was just telling myself that so I would have a reason to go outside. My home is a small smashed house, it looks just like a normal pile of rubble, but I found a hole barely big enough for me to fit through that leads to a small opening, that’s about as big as a small basement with enough room for me to stand in.

 I stepped through the smashed glass doors that lead to Target and looked around. I tried to remember what it used to look like before the apocalypse, but I can’t. Everytime I try to think about the old target all I can remember is a partly destroyed store, shelves bare except for the occasional useless item, and the floors all yellow due to no one cleaning them with the occasional blood stain on something.

Some isles were knocked over and a dead body was lying on top of a fallen isle about 10 feet ahead of me, the skin was all dry and pale, making it look like a dried up prune. The eyes were sunken in  its head making it look like it had no eyes. As I got closer to the body I saw that there was a bullet in it’s head, and black ooze around the wound which I’m guessing was blood. The mouth was open and dislocated, dangling at an impossible angle and seemed to only be attached to the body by the skin. The back of the body was in the middle of the knocked down aisle, so his butt was slipping into the shelves, kinda like when you sit in a skinny laundry basket. If I saw this five years earlier I probably would’ve vomited, but seeing a random dead body now was like seeing a crumbled down house in a neighborhood (there’s always at least one destroyed house out of every 5 houses).

 I walked back and to the left of the body, where the food aisle was, and just as I suspected all the shelves were bare, and even though the store was unbearably quiet I still kept my eyes and ears up listening for the smallest noises and looking for the slightest movement. The last time I was in a store looking for supplies I was just walking around casually like the world just didn’t go to hell, and I almost got bitten by a zombie because of my carelessness. I ended up bashing it’s head in with a PS50 controller that was on display.

 I slowly made my way to the camping and sports aisle with my knees bent, and my hand on my knife ready to pull it out of its sheath. The sports aisle had a hockey stick on the ground with some blood on the side that you use to hit the hockey puck with, and a pair of kids soccer cleats and since they were way to small for me, I only took the hockey stick, then I made my way to the hunting aisle where I found a small package of barbecue utensils hiding under the aisle. Inside the package was a small knife, a little pointed stick used to pick up small things off of the grills, and some useless stuff. I took the pack with me and went in the toy aisle to see if there was a bike I could use or a baseball bat, but found nothing.

 I did a whole sweep of the store just to be safe and found nothing else of value to me and walked to the exit, and when I was about 20 feet away from a hallway that led to the exit, I heard a harsh breathing sound, like someone had something stuck in his throat, but it also made a growling sound every so often. I froze dead in my tracks hoping it wasn’t a zombie dog pack. I slowly cut through the clothing aisle and peaked my head out over the side of a shelf and faced something that even now just thinking about it gives me the willies.

 It seemed to be just a mess of human and animal parts with 3 faces. It about ten feet tall and had some kind of tail thing, it looked like it had the body of a bunch of human chests stitched together, with half of a person’s face stuck looking up which was attached to the left shoulder, making it look like it a weird birth deformity where someone had a half born face growing out of their shoulder. Another face on the lower side of it was what looked like a zombie bear, and the main face in the center of the monstrosity seemed like a human that had half of the skin on its face ripped off, making it look like Two Face from batman. It had two bear legs in front of it, 3 human hands on the back side, acting like bug legs, and two human legs at the very back that were bent backwards. And it had 3 more human hands randomly put on the body and one arm near the front was about the size of a gorilla’s. The main face of the thing stared me in the eye and I saw the face of a dead man frozen in slack jawed terror, its eyes never moved nor did any part of its face, but the body had a mind of its own. As soon as it saw me it stopped and stared for a second, then it charged.

 Even the way it ran terrified me, it was like a giant insect as big as a rhino running full speed. I ran toward the monster. The thing swiped one of its hands at me, but I twirled around and narrowly avoided it and went up a side aisle that led near the exit. I sprinted down the aisle getting as much distance as I could between me and that abomination. I took a quick look over my shoulder to see that thing turn around and charge down the aisle quickly gaining on me, it reached out its giant hand towards me and as soon as it was about to grab me, I dove to the left out of the end of the aisle, and rolled back onto my feet to see the thing try to stop, but had to much momentum and slammed into the wall across the hallway. I turned around and ran out of the store, and I didn’t stop running until I was in the safety of my little house. Now I can stop and get my bearings together.

What was that thing? I’ve never heard about anything like that creature, let alone seen it. The closest thing I’ve heard about that’s like the monster I ran into is a rumor about  zombies fused together to make a giant undead blob, but that process takes forever and they need to stay in the sewers in order to not dry up and fall apart. That thing was. . . unnatural, even now, where the undead walk the earth, that weird monster I evaded was alien.

My captors bought me and my family from a dealer. They keep us in a box so small everyone has to stand up. we were kept in the box for what felt like months but I couldn’t really tell because they hid us in a dark room, the only light that use to seep through the little crack in the top was my only source of hope and it had long since disappeared. But one day I heard the door open and light poured through the top once again, but instead of filling me with hope it filled me with dread. If they came to get us they must have something horrible planned for my family, I heard them pick us up and what sounded like us being zipped up in a bag.

After a really bumpy ride we heard a bunch of people walking around. We were all confused, not knowing what they planned to do with us, but we were in no rush to find out. after what sounded like us entering a building we were set down and heard tons of people talking, but suddenly they all stopped talking when an older persons voice told them to sit down, they all sat down and this older women told everyone to get they’re box of my species out of their bags. we heard the sound of other bags being unzipped and people dropping their boxes on what sounded like a metal desk, and when my box was picked up and put on a desk, the top opened and harsh light came pouring in, and before our eye’s could adjust to the light I heard the high pitched shriek of my cousin Yellow being picked up by a giant hand. I tried to grab him but he was out of my reach, so I peeked over the side of my box to see what they were gonna do with him. And what they did. What they did was worse than I could imagine. a little person held Yellow in their hand and a quick look around revealed that everyone else was holding one of my species in their hands. A-. . . and they scraped the heads of my species against paper and were using their blood to write with. The humans didn’t even notice the screams of agony cried out by the bodies of my species they were using. Watching Yellow getting dragged across the paper was like watching cheese get grated. The screams quickly ended when their heads were all grated off, and when our captor was done writing they put Yellows body back in the box in the spot right next to me. I did my best to not throw up, what these people were doing was savage, I felt sad that Yellow died in such a gruesome way, but little did we know that he wouldn’t be the only one used. over the next couple of months our captor did the same thing with the rest of my family. Sometimes they would lose a family member they were using and I hoped that meant they escaped, but most of the time they would return the bodies, sometimes broken in half, some with the sides of their bodies instead of their heads grinded off. Soon everyone was completely grinded away and that left me, the only one my captor didn’t use. I guess he doesn’t like white crayons.

April 18, 2070

Today I went to Target to look for any loot. I was running low on food and water but I knew the most I would find was a stale granola bar if I was lucky. Mostly I was just telling myself that so I would have a reason to go outside. And if I was really lucky, maybe I could find some equipment. My base (home) is a small smashed house, it’s all just a pile of rubble but I found I hole barely big enough for me to fit through that leads to a small opening, it’s about as big as a small basement with enough room for me to stand in, I was running low on ammo for my handgun, and all the knives I had were starting to get dull. I stepped through the smashed glass doors that lead to Target and looked around. I tried to remember what it used to look like before the apocalypse but I can’t, everytime I try to think of the old target all I can remember is a partly destroyed store, shelves bare except for the occasional useless item. The floors all yellow due to no one cleaning them, with the occasional blood stain on something. Some isles were knocked over and a dead body was lying on top of a fallen isle about 10 feet ahead of me, the skin was all dry and pale, making it look like a dried up prune, the eyes were all sunken in making it look like he had no eyes. As I got closer to the body I saw that there was a bullet in it’s head, there was black ooze around the wound which I’m guessing was blood. The mouth was dislocated dangling open at an impossible angle and seemed to only be attached to the body by the skin, if there was no skin it would’ve fallen off. The chest of the body was in the center of the knocked down aisle, so his butt was slipping into the isle holder thing, kinda like what happens when you sit in a skinny laundry basket. If I saw this five years earlier I probably would’ve vomited, but seeing a random dead body now was like seeing a crumbled down house in a neighborhood (there’s always at least one destroyed house of every 5 houses). I walked back and to the left of the body where the food aisle was, and just as I suspected all the shelves were bare, even though the store was unbearably quiet I still kept my eyes and ears up listening for the smallest noises and looking for the slightest movement. The last time I was in a store looking for supplies I just walked around casually like the world didn’t just go to hell, and I almost got bitten by a zombie because of my carelessness, I ended up bashing it’s head in with a PS50 controller that was on display. I slowly walked to the camping and sports aisle with my knees bent and my hand on my knife ready to pull it out of its sheath. The sports aisle had a hockey stick on the ground with some blood on the side that you use to hit the hockey puck with and a pair of kids soccer cleats and since they were way to small for me and I took the hockey stick, and in the hunting aisle I found a small package of barbecue utensils. I ripped it open and found a small knife, a little pointed stick used to pick up small things off of the grills, and some useless stuff. I took the pack with me and went in the toy aisle to see if there was a bike I could use or a baseball bat, but I found nothing. I did a whole sweep of the store and found nothing else of value to me and walked to the exit, and when I was about 20 feet away from a hallway that led to the exit, I heard growling. I froze dead in my tracks hoping it wasn’t a zombie dog pack, I slowly cut through the clothing aisle and peaked my head out over the side of a shelf and faced something that even now just thinking about it gives me the willies. It seemed to be just a mess of human and animal parts, it made a harsh breathing sound like it had something stuck in it’s throat, but it also made a growling sound every so often. It looked like it had the body of bunch of human chests stitched together, with half of a person’s face melted to the shoulder looking up, the face on the underside of it was what looked like a zombie bear, and the main face seemed like a human that had half of the skin on its face ripped off making it look like Two face from batman. It had two bear legs in front of it, 3 human hands on the side of it acting like bug legs, and two human legs near the back that were bent backwards, and it had 3 more human hands randomly put on the body. One arm was about the size of a gorilla’s arm. The main face of the thing stared me in the eye and I saw the face of a dead man frozen in slack jawed terror, its eyes never moved nor did any part of its face move, but the body was like it had a mind of its own. As soon as it saw me, it charged. Even the way it ran terrified me, it was like a giant insect as big as a rhino running at full speed. I ran forward toward the monster and went up a side aisle that lead near the exit, the thing swiped one of its hands at me, but I twirled around and narrowly avoided it. I sprinted down the aisle getting as much distance as I could between me and that abomination. I took a quick look over my shoulder to see that thing turn around and was charging down the aisle quickly gaining on me, it reached out it’s giant hand towards me and as soon as it was about to grab me, I dove to the left and out of the end of the aisle, rolled back onto my feet to see the thing try to stop, but it had to much momentum and slammed into the wall across the hallway. I turned around and ran out of the store, and I didn’t stop running until I was in the safety of my little house. Now I can stop and get my bearings together.

What was that thing? I’ve never seen anything like it, I’ve heard rumors about piles of zombies fusing together to make a giant undead blob, but I’ve never even heard about a creature like the one at the store. That thing was. . . unnatural, even now where the undead walk the earth. That weird monster I fought was unnatural.

How would you describe being alive to a robot?

How do you describe to a robot what it’s like to breathe in a breathe of cool fresh air.

Being able to feel the hard shell of a plastic ball against your soft tender fingertips.

Being able to feel the soft fluffy hair of a dog touching your skin.

Being able to feel the warmth of another living thing against you.

How would you describe that to a robot?

How would you describe feelings to a robot?

how would you describe what it’s like to be happy?

We’re so used to just feeling emotions, that we never stop to think about how to describe feeling happy in detail.

How would you describe being happy to something that has never felt an emotion before?

I’m not a robot because I can feel the cool air of my fan blowing on me.

I can smell the strange odor of my mask when I go to school.

I can feel the hard plastic keys on my keyboard as I type this.

But a robot can’t.

it’s not alive.

Maybe robots can only feel love because its the only emotion we humans can’t describe.

Sometimes people don’t know their in love because they don’t know what their feeling.

They describe it as their heart skips a beat.

And they feel special around this person.

It’s the only emotion you can write down but can’t know it until you feel it.

Hello random people who I don’t know, I’m just gonna tell you some of my random thoughts because what’s a better way to get to know someone than what they think about when their mind wanders. So here are some of my thoughts and while I was thinking about my random thoughts I realized that for some reason they’re usually about the universe. I don’t now why maybe it’s because we’re all tiny specks in the giant universe . . . anyway here are some of my random thoughts. I’ve always wondered that if the universe is constantly expanding then what would you see if you traveled to the edge of the universe? Would you just see a black void or would it be a white abyss, if you took a step out of the universe into the non universe part what would happen, would you hit a wall and it turns out you can’t get out of the universe, would it be like being in normal space, or Could you breathe in the non universe part like air? these are the thoughts that I have when I take the bus home. And if moths follow light then would some moths just try flying to the sun all day. Have you seen the movie Spiderman into the Spiderverse, the one about miles Morales becoming the next Spiderman, if you haven’t go watch it, it’s a good show. But when I saw that movie I thought about the universe and I started to wonder, are there other planets out there almost identical to ours in our universe. Like it has the basics a moon, sun, solar system, etc. but it has humans on it that have futuristic technology, or cavemen, maybe people with technology that’s like ours from the 1800’s but it’s in our universe? Or it could have purple trees and and they have the same basic architecture for their buildings, and they have people that look like us or everyone’s anthropomorphic animals and someone who looks like you has the same names as you, it’s like an alternate world but instead of being in a multiverse it’s just in our universe. So these are my random thoughts, I hope you can see what kind of person I am from my “having nothing better to do so just think about stuff thoughts”.

I know you’ve probably read a million of these so far, but just stick with me, I have some things I want to say. First I’d like to thank Mrs. Gull for being such a fun teacher, I enjoyed your creative writing 1 class so much that I’m taking it again next year, I’d also like to thank everyone who made a blog and posted such amazing stories/poems (just to be clear that means everyone) if you think you didn’t write a good story/poem, stop lying to yourself. I had so much fun in your B6 class Mrs. Gull it always felt chaotic but at the same time peaceful, I’m so glad I got to read your guys’ blogs, each one was so amazing and I hope you continue to write so the world can see your talent. I’m the shy guy who makes as little eye contact as I do speak, but taking this class helped me so much, I became less shy as the days went by, not by much, but a little (which was way more than any of my other classes). I’ve always been a daydreamer, I’d always make up these scenarios and people in my head when life felt slow. And writing was letting me put these daydreams on paper and it made those daydreams feel more real, and when I was writing everything else became irrelevant. I’m going to miss you guys, I hope we can see each other again, so to those of you I’ll see again I’m just gonna say see you soon, but if we can’t I want to remind you, don’t let other people get in the way of your dreams, your stronger than you can imagine have the best life you possibly can, goodbye. I’m going to miss all of you.

As you can tell by the title, I don’t know what to write so here’s a meme that I can relate to.

I was watching a YouTube video where these guys (Channel name: Unus Annus) were using a website where you select a few people’s names, get their picture, and then the website will make them fight in the Hunger Games. It’s not anything special, like you click next day and it will show the peoples photos and under it will say what they did, and the guys doing it put in youtubers and a few streamers, and they made it sound hilarious, like in the game Jake Paul (one of the people they put in) was just in a field picking flowers, and one of the guys just says “Jake Paul is just out of it, he’s like a 3rd grader in a baseball game just picking flowers,” and it made me laugh so hard, and at the beginning of the game a youtuber girl (I forget her name) snaps Doctor Disrespects neck, and for all you boomers out there who don’t know who he is, Doctor Disrespect is a streamer, he’s about 6 foot 8 (I just looked that up). And in case any of you don’t understand why its’s funny just imagine, close your eyes and imagine this 5 foot 3 girl (I don’t know if that’s her actual height) jumping up and snapping this giant of a mans neck, the height she had to reach to get his head. Just imagining that made me laugh, it’s hilarious, I wanted to do my own Hunger Games but it takes forever to set up and I have the memory of a goldfish so I almost forgot about it until recently.

So. . . how are all of you doing during this weird time, I’m just gonna assume you said good because, this might come as a shock to some of you but I can’t hear you. I know shocking, but it’s alright, it’s OK everything’s fine, this is fine. So today I helped my mom with some yard work, but I have a feeling it won’t end the way she wants it. Every year my mom buys flowers because she wants to have a flower bed filled with pretty flowers, but every year after about three weeks of planting the flowers they die, and I have a feeling this year won’t be any different. But maybe this year she’ll get it right and finally have a flower bed that’s filled with beautiful(and live) flowers.

I sat in the back of the sleigh. My arms feeling weak holding this gun up for so long. I kept an eye on the door for enemies. We do this mission year round and it’s always so dangerous. out of the thousand of elves that are sent to protect Santa’s sleigh when we’re delivering presents, only a few hundred come back. I always dreaded being part of mission Eve the main goal of the mission: protect Santa so he can deliver his present around the world. I wouldn’t mind being part of mission Eve if it wasn’t the most deadliest mission known to elf kind, but there was draft and I was selected. The first part is the roughest. We do lift off in two of our C-5M Super Galaxy planes (which has 16 man operated turrets built into the plane to shoot enemy aircrafts) filled with helicopters, armored vehicles, elf soldiers, guns, ammunition (snowballs), explosives, and the prized possession: Santa’s sleigh, filled with presents. We take off protected by about fifty fighter jets and fifty more AH-64 Apache helicopters. you humans reading this must be thinking, how are the vehicles able to fly in such freezing weather, why haven’t I heard planes fly by and explosions on Christmas eve. Well you see we elves are known for our craftsmanship, which most people think is just toys, but that’s not all we build, we’ve made weapons, vehicles, and a material similar to metal which can withstand low temperatures so it won’t get torn apart so easy in the cold, we’ve modified how vehicles work so they can withstand cold temperatures but can also withstand hot temperatures, and since we’re the best engineers in the world we upgrade vehicles that you humans have made. We take the blueprints for a plane or helicopter that you’ve made, then we find out how we can make it better, but we keep these upgraded versions for ourselves because we don’t want our enemies using our weapons, like your C-5M Super Galaxy planes, we figured out how to make it bigger, and how to give it turrets. Second, you know that “around Christmas time magic fills the air” saying, well lets’ just say it’s not just a saying, it’s true. around Christmas time magic fills the air and stops time until Santa has delivered all the presents, we don’t know how it works but it does. unfortunately some people want to try to use the magic for themselves, they think if they can capture Santa they can use the magic because the magic is for some reason tied to Santa. A couple hours after takeoff the planes get attacked by these things, every year the threat changes, it’s either human sized gingerbread men, snowmen, etc. and just to be clear the enemies have weapons similar to ours. They have snowball guns, explosives, jets, armored vehicles, etc. they’ve always been a nuisance and try to attack our base even when it’s not Christmas, but since Santa never leaves our territory they’re not really a problem, but on Christmas, Santa has to leave our borders to deliver the toys making him an easy target, so we elves who’re a part of Mission Eve do everything in our power to protect Santa Claus and his sleigh full of toys. But this year something unexpected happened, we’ve never seen anything like it. We never thought they would because the gangs of enemies hate one another, so they would never team up right? We all thought that, but when we saw the faces of gingerbread men and snowmen in planes side by side working together. We realized how much trouble we were in for. So that’s all you really need to know about Mission Eve, but to catch you up, basically we focused all of our fire on the enemy jets, but the jets were just a distraction for a few helicopters to take out our turrets on top of our plane, have the helicopters land on top of our C-5M plane filled with snowmen and gingerbread foot soldiers, and blow them up to make 4 entrances and infiltrate our ship. There were not as well trained or equipped as us elves but were more than we could handle so they easily overran us, so I along with a few soldiers barricaded ourselves in the sleigh room with the enemies banging on the door, all of our guns pointed at the door ready to light up the enemies when they come through.