OrDiNaRy WoRlD

He sat there in the corner of the room,slumped against the wall,tears streaking down his cheeks,he quietly sobbed under the back ground sound of his radio,his arms were laying limply on the floor,surrounded by pools of dark blood,his wrists were covered in deep cuts,blood flowed from the cuts gushing out.


Remember...

A tall young man,with long brown hair was walking down an empty street with a shorter blond haired girl who was looking up at him anxiously.
"Carl,whats up?" she asked concerned at carl's depressed demeanour.
Carl looked down at her with his deep brown eyes,laura noted how empty and sad they looked.
"i'm ok" carl replied simply
Laura struggled to supress a snort.
"well obviously you're not okay,your not talking at all,tell me whats up" laura said again,more forcefully,staring back at carl.
If only she knew...heh..maybe she is different.
"i feel...lost,alone,empty,everythings going wrong" carl muttered staring dead ahead, scared to look at laura's face,scared of what her reaction.
Maybe
Carl looked up,everthing froze suddenly.
The trees started to flash and fade as did the houses.
carl looked around to see he was in the middle of a field.
"what do you mean?" laura asked somewhat putout and confused.
Nope
"you would't understand. . . . . ." carl replied weakly,his voice trailed off.
He looked up at the clouds and asked. . . . . . . .
Why?
WHY ME?????
"why?" laura asked quizically.

Carl clusmily pushed the key into the keyhole and turned it,he opened the door,noone was in.
Good
He slid his bag off his shoulders,it hit the ground with a heavy thump,carl stared at it,he thought back to everything that had happened.

"you need to sort your life out,your depressing all of us,we need some room,okay?just leave us alone"laura said to him angrily as she stomped off down the street leaving carl staring after her.

still can't believe it

FREE YOUR MIND
Carl looked around confused.
where did that voice come from?
Carl ran upstairs to his room,he opened the door to reveal a spacious room with bright lime green walls and a sky blue carpet.
home,sweet home.
He walked over to a laptop in the corner of the room.
The screen was flashing it said YOU HAVE ONE NEW MESSAGE.
Carl clicked on open,confused
who the heck would be emailing me?
Carl read the email confused.
WHO ARE YOU?
carl clicked on the reply icon and typed: i am carl.
He jumped on to his bed and lay his head on the pillow,he looked out of his window and saw the house opposite his change colour.
WHERE ARE YOU
Carl sat up.
whats wrong with me??/ is it getting worse?
carls computer flashed again,he reluctantly got up and saw he had another new message,he opened it.
WHO ARE YOU?
carl ignored it and went back to his bed,the computer flashed again and again and again,he lifted the blanket over his head.
DON'T BLIND YOUSELF
Carl fell out of the bed.
damn,i'm late for skool
He ran down the stairs,grabbed his bag and shot out of the door.
Running,running as fast as he could, he came up to the motorway,everyone called it the A10 although carl thought the name deathtrap was more fitting.
Then right before his eyes the road disappeared,calr blinked and rubbed his eyes frantically.
He opened them to see he was in the head teachers office,behind ms robinson stood three tall men in black suits.
GET OUT OF THERE
"carl,this men are here to talk with you" ms robinson explaind matter of factly.
Carl thought for a moment.
ok then
He got up and allowed the men to escort him out of the room,down the corrdor,out of the main doors and into a sleek black car.
why?

Um, very good idea, RA, but, well, GRAMMAR AND PUNCTUATION. Lol. Sorry. I don't mean to sound like an ass. But seriously, proper grammar and punctuation go a long way towards making a story more readable. Perhaps if you had them you could maybe get more readers.
Just a suggestion. I like the basic idea of the story, though.

"We believe you have been contacted by an individual who goes by the hacker alias Chaos" the man who identified himself as agent hamilton began.
"wait,i don't know anyone called Chaos,what is this about?" Carl interupted.
Agent Hamilton sighed.
"Carl,we are aware you have had contact with this individual...." the agents voice seemed to fade.
not yet
Carl sat up,screaming,sweat dripping off of him.
whats happening?
Carl rose from his bed and walked down the stairs,wearily.
He walk through his house until he reached the bathroom,he walked over to the mirror and stared into his eyes.
whats happening?
The mirror cracked straight down the middle.
YOU ARE WAKING UP
Carl stumbled backwards in shock and fell to his knees,he watched the mirror in awe as it melted and reformed,as if the crack had never been there,he put his head in his hands and began to cry,his shoulders shook violently as the hopelessness of life overcame him,the despair,strangling him.
NO,NO,NO,NO,YOU MUST BE STRONGER THAN THIS,YOU MUST BE CALM...AT ONE WITH YOURSELF...DRAW YOUR STRENGTH FROM WITHIN.
Carl wiped his eyes and got up.
thank you.
it is almost time.
Carl climbed the stairs,he could feel fatigue taking him,as he walk into his room,he looked at the computer,the screen was flashing.
Carl opened the message.
WHO ARE YOU?.
Carl looked at the question and considered it and typed back:who are you?.
GOOD ANSWER

Carl opened the reply email and read it.
I AM CHAOS.
Carl slumped back into his chair.
It begins
Carl walked over to a box in the corner of his room and pulled out a mask,that vaguely resembled the grim reaper,he looked at it,ran his fingers over it feeling every detail,then he slid it over his head.
Time to work.
Carl walked over to his window and jumped out onto the street and began to run.
He turned into a dark alley was and saw a group of 6 boys in hoodies.
"hey blud,what the fuck you meant to be, hey?,this ain't halloween or nuthin" laughed one of them.
Carl felt the anger boil over inside him,he ran up to the one who had just spoken and grabbed his throat and punched him in the chest as hard as he could,killing him.
The other boy's eyes widened in fear as they turned and ran off down the alley.
DAMN
YOU ARE FALLING
Carl woke up in english class,his head slumped over a copy of "blood brothers"
"so carl,wouold you care to explain it to the class?" the teacher asked mockingly.
Carl glared at her,wishing she would just drop down dead,suddenly she gasped as her face turned blue and she collapsed.
Dead.
He got up,stunned.
Did i do that?
He turned and ran out of the classroom and down the hall.
Need to clear my head.

Ooooor....don't work on your grammar. Lol.
Still, I like the basic idea of the story.

Carl was standing at the top of the road waiting for nicole and grace who greeted him with warm smiles.

"Sorry we're late,it was her fault" nicole said pointing at grace jokingly.

"Sorry carl,i got up late,home work y'know?i hope you weren't waiting too long" Grace apologised.

"My time is worthless" Carl replied with a lazy grin on his face.

They walked down towards the school at a leisurely pace.

Is this life? a constant wave of acting and pretend?the land of make believe,thats were i am

Nicole noticed the grumpy frown that was darkening carl's face.

"Hey BFG,whats wrong?" She asked cheerily,refering to carl by his newest nickname.

"Ahh,it's nothing shorty" Carl grumbled

It's everything.

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Carl slumped into his desk,he noticed that everyone was staring at him. so he turned to stare at the wall.

Assholes.

The bell rang for first period,carl ignored everyong and walked out to his first lesson,as he walked out of the door,he noticed the girl that,upto a few weeks ago,he had loved deeply,now that love had been rotted and worn away,now it was hate,pure,burning unreasoning hate,he could feel it pumping through his very blood,the hatred giving him life.

He ignored her and walked to the science block as laurence ran over to him.

"Mr alans today carl!another life story" He laughed.

"Yeah,this should be fun" Carl replied unenthusitically

You feel isolated for a reason