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The Project
As the sandy haired boy named Greg ambled slowly up to the door of his small three bedroom house, he noticed something peculiar, his door was ajar. He walked tentatively up his gnarled white front steps. When he arrived at the door, he opened it slowly to find a house that was not the way that he left it. His twine couch was tipped on its side, cushions awry. The burgundy lounger was upside down the television had a hole in it, the computer was dismantled. He began to hear voices from the backyard… deep voices. The sky got dark and rain dotted the windows tap… tap… tap… was rythmatic and soothing but its timing was awful. He started hearing a voice in his head saying… The Project. He vaulted up the stairs taking them two by two. He began probing around “The Project” was hidden. He finally found the little black book that he had hallowed out previously in order to use as a case. He heard the sliding glass door woosh shut. He slid the project into his pocket and walked to the top of the stairs and crouched down straining his ears to make out anything that they were saying. He heard their heavy footsteps thumping slowly along the wooden floor. Tremor went through his legs his heart practically jumping out of his chest. He pulled himself up and walked slowly down the stairs. When he got to the bottom, he turned and walked towards the door their gaze like a ten pound weight sitting on his shoulders.
“Hey! What are you doing here!” a deep voice shouted.
Greg came up with an impromptu little retort “I live here so the question is what are you doing in my house, or how did it get so… untidy, who do you work for, or what are you looking for cause you obviously are here for something. Would you like me to continue…?”
He beckoned Greg to come closer. “Listen here boy,” said the larger of the two. “You tell us where this so called project is and we will let you go… free of charge!”
“… and what happens to me if I don’t.”
“Well let’s just say things get a little bit… unsettling.” He said in a threatening tone.
“Well looks like it’s gonna be option number two cause I’m not gonna tell you.” He said the last part in a sing-song voice.
“Well then,” said the smaller one cracking his neck by tilting his head side to side and rolling his shoulders back, “let the pain commence”
Greg reached his hand into the pocket wit the project in it and tapped the outer covering three times, as the men in black suits approached… that’s when things got interesting.

Anyone?

Ok that was really cool! Where is the rest of it?!

Haha I did not write that, I am good at writig short stories with mystery, but not continuing the plot.

LOL, Oh well. It sounds like it should continue. I like it and there is plenty of Mystery :D

Haha thank you! My teacher gave us a sentance and said go have fun with it!

I think that with short stories they need closer when you are writing something like this. sometimes it works with out closer, but this story should have more to it :D Just because it is that good! Just my opinion!

Thank you! I will try.