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Running Off
THURSDAY
05/01/2000
One morning, Mark went downstairs for breakfast. He had long brown hair and he was wearing
blue jeans and a black sweater. Mark walked through the living room, turned to his left and walked through a door
into the kitchen. “You want eggs?” asked his mother. “No thanks I’m allergic to eggs, don’t
you know ANYTHING about me?” “No,” replied his MAMMA. Mark sighed, and watched TV. On TV, mark saw that
Seinfeld was on. Mark HATESSSS SEINFELD so he went too beddy by.
FRIDAY
05/02/00
When he woke up,
he looked at his clock. OMG!@#!@$! He Missed School! His teacher was going to be so mad at him!!! He almost always misses
school on Saturday!!!! Huh…TODAY’S FRIDAY!!! Friday isn’t a day to be late for school! “Oh my god!!!
I got to go!” He screamed, as he ripped off some of his hair. The bus came but he missed it so he had to walk. His shoes
made a noise. “Shut up you noisy little noise shoes!!!” He ripped off the rest of his hair. (Including the hair
on his feet, arms and shirt.) “Now I’m bald!!! My life goal is complete!!! It took a lot of training but it was
worth it!!!” He said in a Cobbler kind of voice. “Hawkins!!” SCREAMED his mambo, running at him at full
speed. “OH MY JESUS!!!” Mark yelled, as he started to sprint away. “She’ll kill me if she hits me
at that speed!!” his mommy turned into a zombie and then started chasing him. She caught up, or rather; it
caught up and attacked Mark. Mark fell down and then blacked out.
Imbed Babied Pubis always liked his hair blue; he
saw Mark on the ground next to a zombie. Imbed yelled OMG!!! Then he ran away. Mark woke up the next morning…
SATURDAY
05/03/00
He woke up next to his
zombie-mom and then they went through chasing some more. The zombie pushed mark and he fell down but this time, mark fought
back. He took a homeless anorexic bearded guy and threw it at the zombie-mom and so his mom fell down. Yes! He was actually
winning. Then his mom got up and punched one of his teeth out. Suddenly a chicken appeared and joined the fight. Mark fought
against his mom but his mom hit the chicken first. The chicken didn’t know what to do! Mark cried at the
sight of the motionless chicken. “NOOOOOO!!!” Screamed Mark, as his belly rippled. “But there is some good
news,” His mother zombie said “I just saved a bunch of money on my car insurance by switching to a green
whale sitting on a baby duck.” She started to cry. “I forgot how much I loved that duck.” She turned back
into a person, then they both hugged each other and the whale, the duck and the chicken joined in.
“You were
late on Friday and Thursday…” Said the Principle, getting mad. “How’d you get here?” asked Mark.
“You’re a good student Mark, but if you don’t quit missing school I might just have to make you smell bad…
with my ultimate gasses. Be warned…” She whispered to the duck. “Why you talk to me, woman?” The Duck
yelled as he popped a balloon, got scared and left. “I left,” said the duck. “I thought we had
something!!!” cried the whale, as he ran after the duck. “BUGAAWWK!!!” yelled the chicken, following them. “What
was that?” asked Mark. “My boogers are oozing out!!!” Yelled the principal, as she ran away.
“I’m going to bed…” said Mark, staring at the principal running away in zig zags. The mother looked
around to notice she was the only one. “NICOTINE!!!!” she yelled, running home.
SUNDAY
05/04/00
Imbed Babied Pubis was woken up by his alarm. Wait…his alarm? OMG he forgot
to turn it off! It was Sunday not a business day. He didn’t turn it off because he needed it for tomorrow morning. He
got up; even though he was the only one awake. His house seemed creepier without anyone else awake. He went downstairs to
make himself some eggs. Then he heard a noise; A scary noise. The sound made him jump! It sounded like a dying giraffe. He
spun around the house trying to find the source of it. Then he felt something tap on his shoulder… It was his conscience.
He went to the bathroom and threw up for 49 days.
SUNDAY
06/22/00
Imbed was all better now.
He would finally have to go to work tomorrow. It’s been a long time. He forgot where he worked. He wasn’t sure
where he would go tomorrow. He decided he would try the bakery, the arcade and the restaurant. Just then he heard a knock
on the door. He went and opened the door. It was Mickey Mouse. “Oh, sorry… wrong number…” Mickey Mouse
left. “Um, my house isn’t a number… I think… sometimes I think… about colors… that I like,”
Imbed said, but Mickey was already gone…
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