"5, 6, 7, 8," she quietly whispered, peaking
"5, 6, 7, 8," she quietly whispered, peaking effortlessly between her fingers and watching her classmates hide. So uncommitted and unaware was she, that the man approaching was6
right behind her, pompoms in tow. He did a split and cheered "Who do we appreciate?" The young hiders popped out, pointed at her, and said, "Not cheaters!" The seeker's eyes6
rolled out of their sockets, then bounced down the bleachers of the high school gym, picking up speed as they traveled across the floor right towards the cheerleaders, who screamed4
about how our football team was so much awesomer than the other team. The avalanche of bloody heads silenced them. Torrential blood rain and neck joints scatter shot the entire4
herculian gladiatorial struggle through with gory pathos. Who said Rome fell to the heathens? I realized, it lived on right here on the Middleton High Football field. Medics rushed6
in, but the football players were hopelessly interlocked. A single bloodied victor broke free and greeted the coach, who stood like an emperor and slowly lowered his thumb. DEATH!7
As if to accentuate the coach's decision, a nuclear bomb destroyed the football field and annihilated both teams, all the spectators, and most of the Eastern Seaboard. Now who's4
laughing? I wasn't. I was dead. We all were. Even the coach. We stood in heaven, speechless. The coach broke the silence, "Alright ladies! Try again! The right way this time!"5
There was a great whooshing noise as our spirits reentered our bodies on Earth. I noticed that it was around 5 minutes before the fateful crash happened. "We only have one chance!"4
I felt stuck, like I was moving in slow motion. We had to stop the crash-but how? The 5minute timer in my head counted down like in a tv show-way too fast. I moved left just before2
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KieferSkunk May 12 2015 @ 01:45
Well, that escalated quickly.
grok May 13 2015 @ 15:26
"I moved left just before the nuclear bomb struck a second time – saved!" Kaboooom! …cut to a giant mushroom cloud…
Scribbly May 14 2015 @ 22:34
*clap clap clap*
Scribbly May 14 2015 @ 22:43
"Well, that escalated quickly" I was laughing so hard the first time I read your fold. I like how you keep it localized to the football field and then all of a sudden the eastern seaboard is gone.
KieferSkunk May 14 2015 @ 23:01
It seemed appropriate. :)