I snuck into an old abandoned house on the south side of California I walked through the front door of the ghetto broken down house and I was surprised to find in the garage a 1964 impala and I took 5 minutes to search for the key and all of a sudden I finally found it sitting on the staircase on an old rusted key ring. So I reached up and grabbed it and put in the door and my heart was racing when I tried it cause I was so anxious to get in this car and just drive it around town. So as I put it in the key whole and turned it I was so surprised when it clicked. So I opened the door and took a minute and suddenly something caught my eye on the console between the seats because it had 6 knobs on it and they were all silver and shined in the sunlight. So I got a huge smile on my face as I grabbed those switches and started hitting them and I had the car bouncing from side to side and from front to back.
Then all of a sudden I look through the rearview mirror to find that there was a car parked behind me and then two guys decked out in pitch black clothes step out and I looked at their hands and when I did I saw that one of them had a tech nine in one of their hands and the other one had a six shooter. I was so scared cause here I am sitting in a nice low rider and then these want to be gang bangers show up. And then one of them walk over to the divers side door and knocks on the window with his gun and the other one was just standing at the passenger side door with his gun pointed right at my head through the window.
And before I knew what was going on around me I heard one of the guns go off and soon after that the whole car just drops to the ground and so I duck down on the floor and all of a sudden all of the windows are all being shot out. So I hurried to the driver side door and sat there on the floor waiting to hear if they were talking or not and as soon as I heard them talking I quickly pushed my hand on the gas and put the car in reverse and before I knew it I was out of there. So the next few days were calm. But somehow I knew that no matter what I do that I will still have to worry about what is going to happen next.

So the fallowing week I took the car to the shop and asked them how much it would cost for them to fix it and they told me that it would cost me at least two-three thousand dollars to repair it so I said fine here is the cash and it was repaired in a week. So as I was out driving my car I see the same two guys that tried to kill me and I really didn’t know what to do but I knew that this time I might not be so lucky to get away. So I stomped on the gas but they were gaining allot faster now and before I knew it they were slamming into my car and we were in the canyon now and I was so close to the edge of the cliff and all of a sudden they hit me one last time I just gave up and I went over the edge and before I knew it my car was all smashed up and the gas was beginning to leak and as soon as there was a spark the whole car exploded and I was lucky to make it out of there alive without dying and now I have a reason not to take something that doesn’t belong to me even if the owner has died and I hope my readers will do the exact same by me .

Every kid in the town of Kasoville knew about the old abandoned mansion on 33rd street. Everyone wondered what was inside. The last family to live there, or so the rumors told, had all been killed on the same night. The police had found the bodies in the giant oak tree in the front yard, all six of them impaled through the chest on one of the higher branches. If you went to the graveyard, you could still read the faded epitaphs on the Mason’s headstones. Randy’s older brother, Mark, would frequently tell him stories about the place. According to him, the Masons’ ghosts still haunted the premises.
Randy was biking home from school one day, and decided to take a detour to pass in front of the mansion. Slowing down, he stared at the old building as he went by. Then he got an idea. What if he were to be the first one to ever explore the inside, and then told the whole town about it. He would be a hero to all the other kids. They would all respect him. He put on the brakes and pulled up to the old, rusty iron gate. He dismounted his bicycle, let it fall to the ground, walked up the gate, and gave it a shove. As it swung open, the hinges squealed loudly

One Million Footprints

I was walking in the woods when suddenly I saw something strange on the path ahead. There were millions of tiny footprint coming out of the bushes, crossing the path and disappear into the bushes on the other side. I had some free time so I decided to follow the footprint. When finally found out it was a bunches of tiny little kids and I told them that if they, wont to be safe and, be feed, and have a roof over their head. That they need to follow me back to my house when I got home my wife was there when suddenly she ask me were all these little tiny kids from and I told her that I was walking a lonely path when I suddenly saw all these little footprints and I told her that I had to follow them then when I catch up to them it was all these little kids. She told me that we can keep them so I did. Then two days later the cops were at my door when suddenly one of the little kids came and told me there was somebody at the door for me so I went to the door. he ask me the same question that my wife ask me so I told him the same as I told my wife and he told me that I need to get them kids out of my house.

Once upon a time there was a 17 year old kid as I was walking home from work and I took a short cut through a haunted grave yard as I was walking I saw some people and they looked dead. there shirt were ripped there pants had holes in it they looked as if they were attacked by a dog I felt bad for them so I yelled hey what happened they stop and start to walk over hear with a shovel and a pitch fork so I ran home they start to follow me as I showed up at my door step I opened the door and walked in ran up to my room it scared me so bad that I didn’t even bother to know if my family was home as I went in my room I slammed the door shut I went to look out the window 3hours passed by as I calmed down I fell asleep I woke up a looked at the clock and it was around 8pm I looked out the window and opened it and smoked a cigarette as I smoked it I looked out and I saw the people coming I dropped my smoke and went down stairs locked the door I went back up stairs and went into my moms room and locked the door and looked for my dads pistol I looked in my dads gun cabinet and there was his gun his 12 gage shot gun I tried to open it was locked so I broke glass and took it out

There was a little boy him name was unknown but mission was recognized all over the planet. He was Form Oakland he bumped that Oaktown funk in his battery powered boom box. He wanted to be a M.C. / player/ pimp. He worked on his rhymes got them hot then dropped it on his mix tape. Instantly he started to get calls form Record Labels that wanted him in contracts. At the Age of 17 he dropped that new album called Don’t Stop Rapping and the next Three albums was nothing but drum beats

In a dark mourning place. Where a great church once stood. Where people from all over the world came to be blessed by its holiness. All that’s left is ashes and one little piece of wall where a stained glass window would have been. The trees twisting their arms as if tortured for years. Its been years since any one came here. Its been years since I saw another human being. As I walked under the black fog that covered the sky as a black blanket. I felt bones crush under my feet. I could only see 10 feet out in front of me. I was hungry and thirsty. Maybe this church piece had a cellar where some food and water might have made it trough Day 12. Day 12 was the worlds worst time in the history of all mankind. One morning in December people were waking up to shovel their drive ways or to go to work or to go shopping for the holidays. When all of the sudden the electronics all over the world just stopped working. Subways, planes, even nuclear weapons stopped working. What a Christmas that was. Back then my name was Charley and I had the worlds most beautiful woman at my side who I called my wife. I had a little boy who was only 5 years old. I worked for the government back then. Ha! Its hard to remember there even was a government. So when the missels were in orbit I took my wife and son to a special bunker. We waited for 3 months in there but my wife and son were getting sick from the radiation. Not to long after that they died. Now I am no more Charley he died when my wife and son died I am now X. It hurts thinking about those days when everything was so good. So as I finally made it to the little piece of the wall where the church once stood I started looking around for a cellar door or something. But I could see anything but ash and rubble. Then I walked into the middle of the ruins and I heard a squeak so I got on my knees and started to feel for a latch or something but all I felt was ash. Then I felt something not ash some type of metal I grabbed it and pulled up it took all my strength I had but it opened up. I jumped down and there was a torch lit. lit. That was weird and for a second there I swear I could hear some one but I didn’t hear anything so I grabbed the torch and started walking. I felt delusional and weak. I could feel my heart start to slow down and then I saw a door. I opened it and I saw a box maybe it had food I thought to myself. So I went and opened it up. Nothing but ash like most of the other places I looked. I got lucky a lot of the time I found water here and there and some food in other places. And then I fell to my knees cried using my last strength to do so I laid there and waited. Waited for my heart to slowly stop and then I saw my wife and son. And everything was good again. I was Charley again.

Don't Get Caught

It was a dark and stormy night. I was coming home from work and my wife’s asleep. I feel guilty because.IJust slept with another women and. I smell like smoke and my friend knows so I’m almost home I pull up in the drive way and then start walking up the stares I pull out my new pair of keys and put them in and a bunch of noise starts to come from the keys and a man says “shut those keys up” and I say sorry new pair of keys and then the door opens and I step in and close the door and take a step and the floor squeaks and every step I take sounds like cheater, liar and by the time I reach the stairs I walk up and open up the door and my wife’ lying in bed. I scoot in and get in bed and she asks me, long night and I’m like yeah long night. I almost choke saying yeah because of what happened my wife goes back to sleep and in the morning my wife’s gone
And so is the car I’m kind of scared she comes home with another women I’m wondering who she is and then. I realize it was the women. I was with last night and then. Run down stairs and before the door opens she says what the crap and the only thing that goes through my head is I’m dead