Campfire Story

The Way to Harad - Mystery
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May 09, 2008 04:20 PM Introduction
Kooterbobette started with:
Words failed me on that night. I couldn't imagine how he had found me. I had been running away for years and now all was lost. He took me by the neck. "You're a foolish child Attida." He said. "You should have known I would catch up with you." he swore. " I bit him then spat. His gripped my neck tighter. "Where is it?" He asked, his voice a scary whisper. "What did you do with it?"
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May 09, 2008 08:13 PM Entry #1
lindsay wrote:
I could feel his hands closing around the vertebra of my neck. Tears began to swell over my eyelids. "I don't know what you're talking about". He began to laugh as his hands clenched even tighter. "I think you do," he said.
May 10, 2008 12:06 AM Entry #2
raven_ink wrote:
My lungs burned and my heart was about o explode. My eyes were watering so much that my vision was obscurred and could not see but the hazzy figure clentching my neck. I wrapped my hands round his thick wrists, trying to pull his hand off me. I felt dizzy. "I d-don't know..." I gasped, finding it very difficult to speek with no air ing my lungs."...w-what you are t-talking about..." Of coarse, I did know what he was talking about but what did I have to loose? My life? Pfft, I should've said, what do I have to loose that has value. "Tell me now, or so help me, I will squuezze until your lungs burst." He threatened through clentched teeth. His muscular arm flexed as he increased pressure. His bangs falling into his sardonic eyes. My throat felt so violated. It was coming to an end. All I could hear was my heartbeat in my ears and it was getting faster as my body fought to keep life within my grasp. I was ready to let my life go until... "You know, he's still alive. I didn't kill friend." "T-Taylor?" I coughed. H ewasn't dead? He was still alive? All of a sudden my life did have value adn I wasn't reasy to let this jerk end it. I clawed at his arm, digging my nails into him. I hoped they were long enough to penetrate his skin. I wanted him to feel pain.
May 17, 2008 02:00 PM Entry #3
He just laughed as I struggled. "Ironic isn't it?"He said, clenching his fists around my throat until my vision blurred and my hands jerked uselessly. 'No, I have to live!' I tore air through my throat in a gasp.I kicked out desperately and struck gold. His hands loosened slightly as he rasped out a curse and I struggled free of his grip. Looking desperately at the floor for some kind of weapon my bleary vision clasped on to the forgotten revolver that he had knocked from my hands.
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