It really started out just like any other day; Trevor woke up, went to school, and went home. At least, that’s what I’d like to say. But that day was anything but normal. After that, Trevor would never look at her the same again.
Madison was just a normal, teenaged girl. She attended WestPoint High, hung out with her usual group of friends, had crushes, and normal schoolwork. As beautiful as she was with her light blue eyes, and long, silk-like brown hair knotted into a ponytail, she didn’t stand out as much as you’d think.
“Ah..” She yawned, stretching and getting out of bed. “What a good night&rsq
She jerked violently, awaking from the same nightmare she'd had for what seemed to be the past week. Rubbing her eyes and blinking a few times, she stretched in bed, wiggling her toes under the covers.
"I hate bad dreams.." She said, slightly frowning as she brushed her light brown hair out of her face. She removed the blankets and stood in her white tank top and light blue underwear. She quietly stepped about her room, the cold morning floor sending shivers through her body as her soft feet met with it.
"Shower time.." She smiled to herself, grabbing an outfit for the day and leaving her room. Being a rather less-than exciting day, she
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Macro-Files 4 Bustin' Out
The members of the town looked around, arguing with one another.
"Well!" Her voice boomed again. "I'll give you all until the end of today to decide what you want to do with the guilty one. And for your sake I hope you pick them out by then.." She said, as she left the room. As she left, all of the townspeople looked on toward Steven.
"This is all your fault! It's time you stand up for your own actions and take your punishment! WE will not be punished for your mistakes anymore!" One man said, as other people in the crowd slowly began agreeing with him.
"Listen people, everything-" Trevor began. Though was silenced as he was hit on the s
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Macro-Files 3 Helping Out
Steven followed Trevor back into the main part of the town. He was led to what appeared to be one, large apartment building. No doubt this was where most of the people here lived.
"Well here we are. It's not much but you have a bed, and a place to call your own." Trevor said.
"Thanks. I know it's a lot for you guys to just help me like this, providing me with so much when I was just dropped in here a few hours ago."
"It's not a problem. If you need me, I live in the smaller building near the center of the town. It's not too far from the hospital, so you should know your way from there. So otherwise, I'll let you go. If you get the chanc
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Macro-Files 2 The Town
"So who's the new guy?" One of the men asked as they watched over the still-resting Steven.
"Yeah.. She dropped him off a few hours ago. The poor fool probably never saw it coming." Trevor replied. "At least she decided to let him live.. and didn't get carried away like she usually does." Steven had been out for most of the time since he was placed with the others.
"It doesn't surprise me that he's slept so long.. Considering what must've happened to him." One of them said. Just then, Steven began to awaken.
"Quick! Someone get Trevor! Tell him the new guy's getting up!
"So.. where am I?" He asked, looking around the room and rubbi
Macro-Files 1 The Beach by awesomely193, literature
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Macro-Files 1 The Beach
Steven was your average 19 year old guy; into partying, friends, videogames, and girls. Though that wasn't to say he had a girlfriend. Not by a long shot. Though he had the looks, he lacked the confidence. He didn't really try and impress girls. He had practically given up on even trying for any kind of relationship that wasn't solely a friendship. He stood just shy of 6 feet tall; with a slightly skinny build, and lengthy black hair. His eyes were a dark blue color.
On this particular day Steven had decided to travel down to his local beach. Living in California certainly had its benefits. He lived on his own of course. In an apartment tha
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Snow Zombies: The Beginning
Nothing ever stays the same. All the time things are constantly changing, it's enough to really make you want to just stop and look around. Make you want to think 'what am I doing?' But, there's no time for thinking anymore. Standing around thinking all day is what gets you killed. It's funny; now that I think about it, how only about a year ago the pressing concern was how people were going to pay the bills. Feed their families, the sky rocketing gas prices. Now most of the cars are just wasting piles of metal stranded out on the road. Now you're lucky not to starve to death, or be a meal to those.. things.
Three months. That was all
"I love you. I always have.. And I always will.. Forever remember?" He said as a slight smile came to his face, tears forming in his eyes.
"Trevor I " she started, but was met with an abrupt *click* of the receiver as he hung up the phone. This worried her, as lately he had been acting strange; keeping his thoughts to himself. As much as she asked him he fell silent always. What he had to say wasn't important to her; at least, that's what he thought. She on the other hand, found him to be difficult at times. Always keeping to himself; never sharing his thoughts, his feelings.. The less he talked the better is how he saw it. The less tru
"Ugh... What happened?" Trevor wasn't sure where he was exactly; all he could remember was inviting his girlfriend over for a day together. Once she had shown up everything went black and he couldn't remember what had happened.
"What the- where the hell am I??" He said as he wiped his eyes hoping to see everything a bit more clearly. However once he had cleared his sight he didn't believe that anything he was seeing was real. What he had hoped to see was his room, and Sabrina standing by his side, waiting for him to awaken from whatever had made him pass out in the first place. What he did in fact see, was his room. The only problem was that