I'd like to be an astronaut
And venture into space
With all it's planets, moons and stars
It's an amazing place

I'd jump in craters of the moon
And learn about the Sun
I'd try to find a shooting star
I'd a lot of fun

I'd take a look at Mercury
And zoom past Venus too
I wouldn't get too close to them
That's not the thing to do

I'd journey through the night-time sky
I'd see a million stars
I'd take a look at
That red planet we call Mars

Finally I'd head home
The planet of my birth
Third planet from the Sun
The most beautiful, Earth

-Poem posted by Glenn

12:05 AM; unwrittenWORDSY

Who would have thought the top player in the basketball team would face a simple trouble such as finding a present for his girlfriend’s birthday? Well, he does.

Date: March 2 / Location: Lucas’s house
“Damn! Why can’t I think of a good present for her?” Lucas yelled in frustration. Behind him are Jason and Chloe exchanging looks of amusement.

The problem started due to three facts:
-Xiang Ni’s birthday is coming.
-Chloe’s brilliant idea to have a small party consisting of Lucas, Xiang Ni, Jason and, of course, herself. This is because all the other basketball players are not available that day.
-The fact that Chloe told Lucas this at the last moment.

“A sketchbook might be nice,” Jason suggested. He is very, very amused at his best friend’s problem.
“But that is so plain!” Lucas whined, putting both of his hands on his head and trying to think of a better idea.
“What about a ring,” Chloe smiled mischievously. Lucas and Jason stared at Chloe.
"Chloe, doesn’t mean that I confessed to her last month I have to proposed to her this month,” Lucas answered after a minute of silence.
“Really?” Chloe raised an eyebrow, “And I thought you would love to get in bed with her.”

Lucas blushed but didn’t say anything against that sentence. “Besides, it would be sweet,” Chloe added, linking her arms around Jason's.
Jason didn’t object. He and Chloe has been officially a couple over a month, as he confessed the same time Lucas did. Much to Colin’s displeasure.
“I think I will find a present I thought myself,” Lucas replied, obviously tired and finally noticed that his friends are not going to help him reach anywhere.

Date: March 3 / Location: Xiang Ni’s house.
“Happy Birthday!” Chloe said, as she pulled Xiang Ni to the living room of her own house after -(cough)- ambushing -(cough)- her.

Xiang Ni look around her living room in wonder. She left her house at 3pm and came back at 6pm to find her house been decorated.
The party went on smoothly. After blowing the candles on the cake (Lucas accidentally burnt himself taking the candle out.) It is time for the presents.
“Here,” Chloe said, holding out her present for Xiang Ni
“Thanks Chloe,” Xiang Ni said.
“Here is mine, Happy Birthday,” Jason said, handing his. “Thank you,” Xiang Ni replied.
As Lucas stepped forward for his, Chloe snatched Jason and hid behind a wall. “Let me guess, it has something to go with the line “blackmailing Lucas” isn’t it?” Jason groaned.

“You are such a good boyfriend,” Chloe winked at him, indicating a yes. Then she turned back at the scene. Jason blushed and kept quiet.

“Here XN, Happy Birthday,” Lucas said, handing Xiang Ni a small box. His face can compete with a ripe tomato.

Xiang Ni’s eyes sparkled before receiving the present. “Thanks Luc,” she said.
“Open it,” Lucas urged her. Xiang Ni give him a confused look before opening the small box.
Whatever in the box made her gasped. Inside was a beautiful diamond ring in the shape of a heart.
“Umm, would you, umm you know,” Lucas struggled getting the words out. He looked away, blushing so hard that even he would have won in a competition against the ripest tomato.

“But Luc, don’t you think it is slightly…” Xiang Ni trailed off, “early?”
Lucas look crestfallen. “I know, its okay,” He mumbled, looking down. Suddenly something hugged him. Lucas looked up to see Xiang Ni hugging him.

“I didn’t say no,” Xiang Ni mumbled, her face turning pink. She buried her her head to Lucas’s chest.
Lucas smiled contently. “I love you,” he said.
“Me too,” Xiang Ni sighed.

“See what I told you!” Chloe squealed. Jason stared at the scene. He knew that this might happen but not will happen. “How did you guess?” Jason asked his girlfriend in awe.
“Women institution,” Chloe answered cheekily. Jason sighed.

-Story posted by Glenn

11:23 PM; unwrittenWORDSY

Roaming for perfection in love
One that is everlasting
One that never waxes or wanes
For joy
Love is everything

But in cruel reality
Love is never perfect
It is unjust
Unfair
Filled with sorrow and despair

Love
Something I would never want to have
The fear for faithlessness
The cruel hopelessness
and the sudden disappearence of joyfulness

Love
Never eternity
The sun sets
Flowers wither
And the love fades away

Life would be better
Without the pain of love
The pain of life-long giving
The pain of not recieving

Love
It is about obliging
It is about giving
But just as you've given your all
The walls of hope and love
crumble and fall

Yes, love
It is never perfect
Unjust
Unfair
This love...

-Christie

2:43 AM; unwrittenWORDSY

When Alice woke up that morning, a few minutes later than usually, she immediately rushed to her window. Mr. Darkow wasn't there. He wasn't out walking his dog as he did every morning. Alice opened the window and peered her head through, to make sure she hadn't missed him. Mr. Darkow's dog was there, rushing up and down the neighboring drive way, but Mr. Darkow wasn't.

She changed quickly into her school uniform and rushed out of her room.

"Mom!" She shouted to the kitchen, "Mr. Darkow isn't out walking his dog." She pulled up her knee highs and went to the kitchen.

"Oh, I know hunny." Her mother gave a calming smile, "he's right here." She turned handing her daughter a container with fresh lunch meat. "He was beginning to get a bit suspicious, plus I figured you could use something for lunch." Her mother smiled again and returned to her work.

"Alright! Thanks mom." Alice smiled, taking the container. Her friends at school would be excited to try a new meat. Last week it had been a young police woman, and now it would be her beloved neighbor. She could just picture her friends passing around the different thin slices, and nibbling jubilantly. Her friends excitement over the police woman was more than Alice could imagine, and sharing this new meat would be just as fulfilling.

"But remember hunny," her mother turned holding the butcher knife high in her hand, "don't share any of that with your friends. They won't be able to handle it."

Alice dropped her smile, "handle it? Maybe you should have told me this earlier."

"Oh Ally." Her mother sighed and turn back to cutting the meat on the counter, "well I'm sure you'll learn your lesson soon enough."

"Thanks mom." Alice muttered as she left the house.

"Is that Mr. Darkow?" The father appeared behind his wife.

"Yes, hun." The woman smiled.

The man took hold of the frozen arm on the counter, and peeled of the few pieces of partially cut meat. The woman took hold of the end of the arm, and her husband kissed the dead frozen hand gently.

***

The school seemed empty when Christina entered the building. She pushed open the glass door and peered into the open room. It was furnished with lunch tables and chairs, but no one was there.

"Hello?" She dropped her book bag at her feet, and stepped forward. Her eyes widened with curiosity as she neared one of the brown tables. The brown plastic had a large red stain across its surface. She looked at the other tables, nearly each one had a grotesque red splatter spread across their surface.

Christina touched a finger gently to the red on the table beside her. It was wet. She brought the tainted finger to her nose and sniffed it curiously.

"Is this a joke?" She shouted scornfully. She shrugged and turned, it didn't matter to her. If it meant a day without school she might as well go home.

There was a noise in the building. Christina turned, ‘shuffling feet?' she thought. She strained to hear more. The only sound she could hear was the furnace from the janitors rooms, the school seemed empty. She then turned once more to the door, and let out a struggled gasp. She tried to hold her breath to contain a scream.

"Rissa?" She whispered, but the figure that stood before her did not appear to be her classmate. This human figure appeared to be something else. The thin body of whom was once called Rissa looked sickly, and thin. Shreds of the school uniform barely clung to the body, and it's face and skin appeared to be a pasty white. Intricate patterns of veins intertwined just beneath the skin like a blue thread. The eyes were blood shot, and tinted with yellow, and Rissa's lips appeared to be covered with the same red elixir Christina found upon the brown lunch tables.

The thin figure stumbled closer to Christina. It's mouth opened and released a low drawling moan. The creature reached out a hand towards Christina's face, and Christina felt her feet shuffling backwards toward the door. The creature lunged forward, landing limply on Christina's falling body. Sharp fangs within the creatures mouth latched onto the side of Christina's neck, and red blood spewed from the torn skin.

Christina felt her body grow limp. The creature was grasping hold of her, sucking the blood hard like a parasite. Then something in Christina changed. She felt her body losing heat and weight, she could feel her skin thinning, and her eyes began to burn. There was a strange craving erupting within her. She wanted flesh, her vegan morals seemed to disappear, and she knew the moment someone entered the building, she would devour them.

***

Elizabeth was sitting quietly at her locker, a large biology book sat open in her lap, and she tried to continue studying. A loud moan sounded through the school, and she heard the sound of movement from the other side of the building. This had been going on for several hours. When she entered the school, there was no sign of anyone, so she decided to study and wait for someone to turn up. Every few minutes or so she would hear someone, or something, move throughout the building, and strange moans echo throughout the corridors. But, she had a test coming up, she had to study. She figured it was just some seniors destroying the school.

She turned the page in the book, and looked slowly at the page. The word ‘Virus' was written in pencil across the page. Another loud moan sounded down the hall. She sighed, and closed the book. She stood, and opened her locker, several books and papers came tumbling out, spilling onto the floor. Her biology book slipped from her hands and crashed loudly onto the floor.

The moaning grew, and she heard foot steps nearing towards her. She turned to see who was coming, and she felt her stomach twist at the sight.

"Alex?" She said quietly. The figure moved lethargically closer. It limped as its body moved closer, a pearly white bone was sticking out from the side of the leg. The figure held tightly onto a partially detached arm.

"What happened?" Elizabeth shouted, her voice echoing in concern. The thin figure moved closer, and it's arm fell to the ground. Large dark lesions formed on the remaining shoulder. The creatures mouth opened widely, the jaw moving slowly from side to side, and a raspy moan sounded. The body began moving quicker and closer to Elizabeth. It's still intact arm reaching out eagerly.

Elizabeth moved quickly out of the way as the creature lurched forward, falling roughly to the floor. She ran to the closest door she could, entered the room, and slammed the door quickly behind her. She felt her breathing grow faster, and the feeling of a panic attack coming over her. She jerked her body around and felt her arm hit hard against the bookshelf beside her.

She was in the English room. Paintings from student projects hung along the walls, and the shelf beside her was covered messily with rows and rows of books. The normally organized desks and chairs were now in ruins. They were laying on their sides, and on their surfaces, toppled here and there all over the room. The teacher's messy desk was in the middle of the room, its drawers were open, and the contents were thrown across the floor.

Elizabeth could feel her panic attack rising faster into her chest. Her throat began to close, and tears began falling slowly down her cheek. She looked out the long window that was parallel on the wall beside the door. Three of her classmates were pressed up against the glass. All of them with similar sickly features. They were thin, and their skin was white laced delicately with blue veins. They pressed reddened yellow eyes against the window staring wantingly at her.

She heard a slow deep groan sound behind her. She felt her body stiffen and her breathing stop as she turned slowly to face the room.

"Chris . . . Chris. . . Christina?" Elizabeth forced the name from her closed throat.

***

Alison let out a small sigh as she put the paintbrush back into the paint can. She took the ear phones from her ipod out of her ears, and twined the cord around the electronic body. Standing, she pulled off the painting apron and straightened her uniform skirt. She then placed the ipod into her pocket, and walked across the play stage. She looked up at her finished creation. She had taken all of her free time to paint the stage settings for the upcoming play, and she could now proudly say that it was finished.

She walked up stage to her book bag, which was sitting lonesome near the edge of the stage. She pulled the bag open, and took out a container. She opened it, and joyously began eating her rewarding salad. She had been craving it since she came into the school early that morning, and she was not willing to wait until lunch.

She looked slowly down at her watch: nine o'clock. Where was everyone? She strained to hear voices from the lunch room outside of the auditorium, but it was silent. She sat her salad on the stage, and climbed off the platform. She walked up the slopped aisle lined by rows of seats. She went to the doors to the lunch room, and opened them slowly, expecting to see people sitting at tables doing homework, and chatting. But no one was there. She looked at the rows of tables in the large room. Their brown surfaces looked to be stained with. . . blood.

She cleared her throat, and turned back to the auditorium. Her thoughts now focused on getting home. She ran to the stage, and climbed the stairs on to the stage. She went to her book bag, and put the salad container back in the bag's compartment.

A loud moan sounded from back stage.

"Hello?" Her voice quivered a bit as the word released from her throat. The moan sounded again. She put her bag back onto the stage and turned towards the curtains. The curtains were moving vigorously, their ends sweeping quickly against the stage floor. She took hold of the curtain and pulled it open quickly. A hand flew from where she opened the curtains, and took hold of her ankle. More moaning began to sound.

***

"It was only nine o'clock, I'm only half an hour late." Alice said to herself loudly as she entered the school building. She walked into the lunch room, and made her way past the tables. She didn't notice the red stains upon them. "Sister Maria," she tried to say calmly. She cleared her throat as she went through the doors leading to Sister Maria's office.

"Sister Maria," she said again, "I'm sorry I'm late, normally my neighbor wakes me up, and. . ." She quit rambling and looked around the office. "Sister?" She looked around slowly, no one was in the room. "Absolutely Sister Maria.," She shouted loudly, trying to sound as if she actually talking to the vice principal, "I'll go straight to class!" She looked around the office a little more, waiting for a condescending reply. "Alright! I'm going now!" She could hear her voice echoing as she backed out of the office.

A loud moan sounded from behind her as she backed into the hall way. "Ok, Sister, when can I serve my detention?" Alice said with a hint of embarrassment in her voice.

The only reply was another loud and deep moan. Alice turned questionably to the sound.

"Oh! Beth!" She shouted when she saw her friend. Alice flung her arms in the air, almost ready to hug the classmate before her. "Wait a minute. . . what's wrong with you?" Alice dropped her arms, and looked at the figure before her. Elizabeth stood before her, but her body was now sickly thin, pale and trails of blue and stains of red were plastered along her skin. The creature moaned once more.

"Oh. . . right," Alice's voice dropped as the realization came over her, "thanks for the warning mom. . ." she said slowly to herself. The creature reached toward her, and took a step forward. "Sorry Beth, I gotta go!" Alice turned in a slight panic, and ran up the hall.

She could hear more loud moaning, and she saw several of these creatures coming out of class rooms, and nearing towards her. All them with their arms outstretched with hopes to grab hold of her. She ran through the hall, passing class rooms, and dodging creatures as she made her way by. She made a left down the other hall, toward her locker. She dropped her book bag in front of it, and ran pass the other lockers.

Alice let out a harsh scream as she felt her ankle slip from beneath her. Her foot had landed on a large biology book, and she landed roughly on her bottom. She looked up at the messy locker beside her, "thanks Beth. . . thanks a lot."

A loud moan sounded from beside her, and a creature was crawling towards her. It's legs were twisted at odd and grotesque angles, and the creature was reaching out only one thin arm. Alice let out a sigh, and kicked as hard as she could at the creatures face. "Sorry Alex," she said as she stood. She limped quickly down the hall, passing a few other creatures. She looked at the glass door leading to the lunch room, several other creatures were pressed up against the glass.

She turned to her right, and pushed open the door leading to the janitors room. It was pitch black, and she couldn't see where she was going.

"Who's in here?" A deep voice sounded in the room.

"Janitor?" Alice said slowly, "it's Ally C. I'm a sophomore."

A light turned on in the room. "Yes, I know who you are. . . I know who everyone is. . ." an old man was sitting in a chair, he as rocking slowly back and forth in his seat. "I know everything there is to know. . . I know. . ."

"You know what?" Alice sat down on the floor before the man.

"I know that all of this. . ." he cleared his throat slowly, "is all your doing."

"Well I didn't know if I gave my friends human flesh they'd turn into zombies!" Alice shouted, a slight hint of laughter in her voice. "I guess that's what I get for letting my friends become cannibals. . ."

"Damn right that's what you get," the man said gruffly, "now you need to stop them."

"How? I don't want to turn into one of them? Plus if they can live with out arms, I'm sure they can live through anything else I may put them through."

"The only way to kill them, is you must eat them," the man cleared his throat again, "before they eat you." The man stood slowly, and made his way towards the exit. "Is it chilly out?" He grumbled as he went outside.

"Thanks Mr. Wise Janitor man!" Alice said sarcastically.

***

"I love chili! Yes I do! I love chili! How ‘bout you?" Alice sang joyfully in the school kitchen. She looked at the watch on her wrist, three thirty. She was standing over the warm stove, and large pot filled with chili sat boiling on top. She was holding a severed hand in her own hand. She took a knife and began carving the thin pale flesh attached to the thin bone. She took the carvings and threw them into the pot of chili.

She took the remaining bones, and threw them on top of a pile on the floor. A large heap of white and red stained bones, and skulls was sitting up against the wall. Another large pile of long strands of hair sat beside the bones. On the other was a box, this box was filled with gleaming red and yellow balls of eyes.

Alice checked her watch again, three thirty-five. She turned off the stove, and put a lid onto the large pot. She picked it up, and tried to keep it's weight balanced her arms. She left the kitchen, turning off the light, and closing the door behind her. She looked around the lunch room, the tables were still stained with red, but there was no zombie to be seen. She listened patiently, but she didn't hear a single moan.

She went out of the school building, and smiled as she neared her mother's car.

"Mom! I made dinner!" Alice said with a large smile.

-Christie

1:53 AM; unwrittenWORDSY

Life In A Computer Game



“Yeah! And that’s another win!” yelled Ben, thrilled. He was hitting all the buttons on his computer keyboard. “One more win and I’ll get to Level 20!”
Ben was a 9-year-old boy living in a condominium. He was always on his computer for hours on Saturday, and on weekdays he gets to have the computer all to himself if he does his homework.
One Saturday morning, Ben was on his computer as usual. Hitting away on his keyboard, a magical force pulled him forward. Suddenly, he was sucked into his computer.
Ben found himself on a hard ground. He looked up and around him. There were many stickmen talking to one another. “This looks like Stwack in Viwawa!” Ben exclaimed.
As if he was some kind of stickman food, the stickmen seeing him rushed to him. “I want a battle!” said one. He put up his fists to fight.
“B..b..but I’m n..n..not..” Ben stammered. “Hook Punch!” the stickman screamed, as he delivered his fist to Ben’s head. “Ahhh!!!” Ben screamed. “Think, Ben.” He said quietly to himself.


“Since this is Stwack…. Alright!” said Ben. “High Block!” he yelled, and he blocked the stickman’s fist as it was about to hit his forehead.
“My turn! Swipe Kick!” said Ben skillfully. He tripped the stickman and he fell head-first onto the ground.
After the battle, Ben decided to explore. “I could really get out of this Stwack room,” he thought. “It’s very cold and noisy.”
By magic, Ben suddenly teleported to another place. He looked around. This place was hot! The heat was caused from flames. Ben realized what game was this. It was another game in Viwawa called ‘Wahlords’. Once again, someone with bald hair wearing a green peasant coat noticed him.
“I challenge you!” he screamed at the top of his lungs, and took out a bomb and threw it at me. “Dodge it if you can!” he shouted. Ben jumped out of the way as the bomb exploded.
A rocket firecracker thrown by the Wahlord peasant was throwing itself swiftly towards Ben. He did a somersault and jumped to get a few feet away from the rocket which was ready to explode in five seconds. KA-BOOM! The rocket exploded. The smoke was directed to Ben. He coughed and coughed and was blinded by the smoke.
This was enough to keep Ben off-guard. The Wahlord peasant threw two bombs at him. A minute later when the smoke had cleared, Ben opened his eyes to see himself burned. “I’m black all over!!!” he yelled angrily at the Wahlord peasant. This made him wanting to fight back.
He dashed to the Wahlord shop. Luckily, he had some leftover cash his mum had gave him for his pocket money. He bought five dozen bombs. At that moment, the Wahlord peasant rushed over and threw a bomb at Ben. He dodged and the bomb strucked the ground. The smoke was also coming back. In the confusion, the peasant fired two rocket firecrackers.
Ben was simply scorched! But then, he threw a dozen bombs at the peasant. The bombs were everywhere and wherever the peasant ran, there was a bomb. In the end, the dozen bombs made him more scorched than Ben.
“EE-AHHHHH!!!!!!” he screamed in fright and scampered off like a hundred tigers were chasing him.
Ben sat down. He hummed a tune. “It’s too hot here,” he mumbled. As he said that, he was teleported to Match It, another game in Viwawa. “I hope no one challenges me to a game,” he whispered to himself. But someone challenged him anyway. “I simply refuse the challenge! I’m tired!” he groaned. “Nothing doing.” grinned the challenger slyly. He wore blue pants and a fiery red T-shirt that bears a skeleton skull on it.
The challenger introduced himself as Skull John. Ben shook hands with him. He liked Match It a lot. At least the people here were friendly, nice and they play safe, not those dangerous fighting games. Though a lot of people like Stwack a lot. But now Ben was inside a computer game and not playing the computer game.
Ben and Skull John began their match. As they finished the game, Ben vanished and found himself in an obstacle course room. “I’ve never seen this in Viwawa before. What a gorgeous place!” he exclaimed. “LISTEN!!!!!!!!” boomed a voice from nowhere. Ben almost jumped out of his skin. “YOU HAVE TO GET THROUGH THE TEST TO GET BACK HOME! THE FIRST TRIAL IS TO GET PAST THAT OBSTACLE COURSE! NOW GET MOVING, CHEESEHEAD!” boomed the voice rudely.
Ben frowned. He didn’t like it when others were rude to him. Still, if getting past this obstacle course could get him home it would be worth it. He jumped onto a thin bar. Then he jumped onto the other. He saw an elevator and went in it. The elevator took him up, up and up. After ten minutes when the elevator slowed to a stop, Ben discovered a ladder.
As he was about to reach his hand to grip another ladder bar, he knocked his head and got dizzy. He lost grip and fell down, down, down. Luckily, he caught a ladder bar as he fell. “WATCH IT YOU CHEESEBRAIN!!!!” shrieked the voice. At last Ben reached the top. There was a staircase. He climbed and climbed up about twenty stairs. At the top of the staircase was an elevator, but someone dressed like an agent was guarding it.
“Halt!” he commanded. “This elevator will take you to your second trial. To get into the elevator you must get past me!” he said, drawing out a sword longer than a bamboo pole. “Fine.” Ben accepted, without any hesitations or protests. He was going to play a trick on that agent.
The agent charged at Ben. Ben suddenly pointed above the agent’s head. “There’s a dozen cockroaches on your head!” he screamed. “Where?!” asked the agent, shaking his head until it looked like it was going to break. As the agent was distracted, Ben kicked him away. The agent fell down the staircase and could not be seen. So Ben went into the elevator. He was teleported to face three ninjas with sabres.
“If you get past us, you’ll be finished with this trial!” instructed one of the ninjas. “NOW, CHARGE!!!!!” as in answer to his command, the ninja dashed to Ben with his sabre. Ben remembered his Wahlord bombs and threw them to blind the ninjas with the smoke. He did just that, and in the confusion, he got past them and saw a ladder. He climbed it and when one of his foot reached the top, he was teleported to a third trial.




This trial is to chase a clone of the Admin and beat it. Admin is the creator of Viwawa. Along the way there will be some obstacles. As Ben chased her high, the Admin clone turned back and threw a stun bomb, which stunned Ben for awhile. As he was stunned, the clone made a getaway.
When the effect wore off, Ben was able to chase the clone. He did his best and soon caught up with the Admin clone. But she jumped onto a web in the air. Ben looked down to see how high the web was. He gulped. If he fell down, he would meet his doom. Ben bit his fingernails. Then he made a swift and powerful jump and landed on the web.
As he jumped for joy, the Admin clone strucked him and Ben was thrown backward. Kicking his legs backward, he kicked the clone off the web and she fell down, down, down and with a horrifying thud, she vanished. Ben vanished too.
Ben was teleported back into his room again, sitting in front of his computer! Was that a dream? No, he couldn’t help thinking it was real. Then he looked at the clock. Computer and Earth time were different. While he spent many hours inside the computer, only 5 minutes had passed on Earth. What an exciting adventure!

-Story posted by Glenn

1:52 AM; unwrittenWORDSY

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