The Brunk, Intro
Clint
Join Date: 2003-08-03 Member: 18816Members
Join Date: 2003-08-03 Member: 18816Members
<div class="IPBDescription">Chapter: 0</div> Good day my Natural-Selection friends. Well as you read this, you might just sigh to yourself, and say this has nothing to do with Natural-Selection. Well you're right it probably has no relation to it whatsoever. But I just wanted to share my writing with you guys. Since we all commonly like to do the same thing. This is my story, The Brunk. I've been thinking, and writing for about a month now. The work has been off, and on, and back off again. The story is about a boy, who turns into a teenager, then into a man. There are 20 parts to the story. Equipped with the 20 parts to the story, are two chapters, 7 paragraphs long, or roughly around that. You'll find the information you need to know about the story, below. Hopefully you all enjoy it, and don't critizise it harshly, as I put some time into it. Anyways, good luck reading, and have fun.
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Was I drifting? Was I sick? Who knows. Is life here for a reason? I wondered to myself. Is it meant to be? I was stunned by the sick thoughts I put into my head. The fears I had, and the fears I could not control. I was a scared soul in the universe. A boy without a purpose. A boy without anything to look forward to, except growing up. Growing up, and being a nobody. I wanted to take my own life sometimes, and take it for good. Fall into a very long acoma, and wake up with my dad beside me. I would be complete, and never have to worry about school again, or idiots, I call my friends. I hated school, and I wished it to be over. I wished it to fall into oblivion, and never come back again. It had such resemblance to the evil stories I heard over the universal radio in our house. The horror didn't stop. School was the horror. Class was boring, listening to the old hag, I call my professor blabber on and on, about the brunk and its abilities. Come to think of it, I don't even know what it does. Was I drifting? Was I sick? Who knows.
School wouldn't end that day, and I was upset at the world for not being on my side. I pretty much had nothing at the stage in my life, and my mother couldn't afford anything. It was a big black whole, and we couldn't get out. I still wondered if I was sick in the head, and needed help. But I was just a normal boy without a purpose. I didn't know what life was. I just wanted it to be over, so I could be with the people I love. Zennon, and Dad. My two companions in life, who said they would never leave my side, but they did. My heart was beating faster. And I heard a tap on my desk. I sprang out of my chair. "Arkers, what did I tell you about sleeping in class?", my brunk professor fussed at me. "If this class wasn't so boring-", "Boring! You call the study of brunk boring? Young Arkers, you're a silly boy!" "Silly if you say so, but I see no purpose-", "Shut up boy, you know nothing. Not everything in this world goes your way. Smarten up, and take things as they come to you.", my professor explained to me. "Sorry sir, it will never happen again.", "Now that Arkers is a lie, I know you will fall asleep again. But next time, I will let you sleep, and think about whatever you want to think about." "Why is that sir?", "If I let you sleep, and do what you must, you will come to realize what the study of the brunk is all about, Arkers. You will realize why you were put here, and why things happen. You will face the brunk."
I turned red in the face, and asked to be excused. I ran out of school that day, crying. Crying to Zennon, and my Dad for help. Help for whatever I was about to face.
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Was I drifting? Was I sick? Who knows. Is life here for a reason? I wondered to myself. Is it meant to be? I was stunned by the sick thoughts I put into my head. The fears I had, and the fears I could not control. I was a scared soul in the universe. A boy without a purpose. A boy without anything to look forward to, except growing up. Growing up, and being a nobody. I wanted to take my own life sometimes, and take it for good. Fall into a very long acoma, and wake up with my dad beside me. I would be complete, and never have to worry about school again, or idiots, I call my friends. I hated school, and I wished it to be over. I wished it to fall into oblivion, and never come back again. It had such resemblance to the evil stories I heard over the universal radio in our house. The horror didn't stop. School was the horror. Class was boring, listening to the old hag, I call my professor blabber on and on, about the brunk and its abilities. Come to think of it, I don't even know what it does. Was I drifting? Was I sick? Who knows.
School wouldn't end that day, and I was upset at the world for not being on my side. I pretty much had nothing at the stage in my life, and my mother couldn't afford anything. It was a big black whole, and we couldn't get out. I still wondered if I was sick in the head, and needed help. But I was just a normal boy without a purpose. I didn't know what life was. I just wanted it to be over, so I could be with the people I love. Zennon, and Dad. My two companions in life, who said they would never leave my side, but they did. My heart was beating faster. And I heard a tap on my desk. I sprang out of my chair. "Arkers, what did I tell you about sleeping in class?", my brunk professor fussed at me. "If this class wasn't so boring-", "Boring! You call the study of brunk boring? Young Arkers, you're a silly boy!" "Silly if you say so, but I see no purpose-", "Shut up boy, you know nothing. Not everything in this world goes your way. Smarten up, and take things as they come to you.", my professor explained to me. "Sorry sir, it will never happen again.", "Now that Arkers is a lie, I know you will fall asleep again. But next time, I will let you sleep, and think about whatever you want to think about." "Why is that sir?", "If I let you sleep, and do what you must, you will come to realize what the study of the brunk is all about, Arkers. You will realize why you were put here, and why things happen. You will face the brunk."
I turned red in the face, and asked to be excused. I ran out of school that day, crying. Crying to Zennon, and my Dad for help. Help for whatever I was about to face.
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The brunk is the study of thoughts through time. Did I get you confused? Hopefully not. I just made it up one day. Thinking how it would be cool, and to study what you beleive in, and what you want to happen. Fears and thoughts come to life, basically. You are trapped in the world of the brunk, and you can't escape until you do whatever it is what you want to do. This is the trouble with Arkers, he doesn't know what to do, so this leads up to a lot of hours of thinking and reading. But in the end, it's all worth it. Hopefully the intro gave you an idea, of what is going to happen. And if it didn't, that's always good. You'll be in for a treat I guess. Seven paragraphs are on the way, to complete Chapter 1. Stay tuned for it.