Mon Jan 03, 2011 5:45 pm
Solong 4 entry.
I am not particularly proud of this one but you never know. Please feel free to criticize my work in any way and make sure tobcheck outvmy other entry's.
Every day it was the exact same thing, wake up at six, feed the animals, plow the neighbors field for a quarter if I was lucky, then help make dinner for my parents when they came home. I wanted to move on and do something that people would remember me for, something worthwhile. I rolled out of bed and walked downstairs. I nearly fainted when I saw my parents lying on the floor covered in blood. I cryed out and ran to them to check for a pulse. Nothing. I sobbed nonstop for a few minutes and took my fathers hand. I felt a crumple as I did so and pulled out a piece of paper.
"Child, I know this must be hard for you. I was murdered by the mayors men because I knew about their transport of 8 priceless relics and sunk their ship, now it is up to you to find them. Use....sub....ship for...... Find..... Priceless.........avenge my death."
The final sentence was stained with blood and I could not read completely read it. I bit my lip until it bled. I grabbed my personal belongings and then torched the house. I walked down to the dock and noted the submarine and ship that my father had tried to mention. When I walked into town later that day I saw posters of what my father was talking about, the mayor was offering a "key to the future". I had an idea, if I could find those relics before anyone else and trade them in for the key, then maybe, just maybe, I could find a way to bring my parents back. Your journey starts here.
Every day it was the exact same thing, wake up at six, feed the animals, plow the neighbors field for a quarter if I was lucky, then help make dinner for my parents when they came home. I wanted to move on and do something that people would remember me for, something worthwhile. I rolled out of bed and walked downstairs. I nearly fainted when I saw my parents lying on the floor covered in blood. I cryed out and ran to them to check for a pulse. Nothing. I sobbed nonstop for a few minutes and took my fathers hand. I felt a crumple as I did so and pulled out a piece of paper.
"Child, I know this must be hard for you. I was murdered by the mayors men because I knew about their transport of 8 priceless relics and sunk their ship, now it is up to you to find them. Use....sub....ship for...... Find..... Priceless.........avenge my death."
The final sentence was stained with blood and I could not read completely read it. I bit my lip until it bled. I grabbed my personal belongings and then torched the house. I walked down to the dock and noted the submarine and ship that my father had tried to mention. When I walked into town later that day I saw posters of what my father was talking about, the mayor was offering a "key to the future". I had an idea, if I could find those relics before anyone else and trade them in for the key, then maybe, just maybe, I could find a way to bring my parents back. Your journey starts here.