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Rutzaba

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heres wat ive come up with!
edit it please and tag The Godfather
The enemy within…

I felt something strongly pinning me to the ground, but I was too weak to open my eyes yet alone to resist the force upon me. I could hear voices though, strange muffled voices. I tried to remember what had happened before I had fainted, but was awarded with nothing more than a severe headache. I have little idea of when the sleep took me into its arms yet again.

Neither could I be sure of the time when I next woke up, but this time I could open my eyes for a change. The voices had subsided and the dimly lit room that I found myself in seemed barely visible, but I still realized it was the same cottage that we had booked for our vacations. I was about to sit up on my pillow when I heard people screaming outside, I tried to get what the people were shouting about when the door to my room banged open and five men came in of which I could only see the silhouette.

The light brightened and it was a few seconds before I was able to see the four men in official clothes lead by my father a .44 in his hand pointing at my chest. I looked up at my dad with fear in my eyes, who was now approaching me with great caution, the gun in place.

“Dad?” I blurted out, a tear running down my cheek.
“Son?” he said dropping his gun on the floor and hugging me. The officers weren’t that lenient though.
“What happened dad?” I asked “and why are they pointing their guns at me?”
“You son…” he started but was interrupted by the officer.
“Responsible for the willful murder of 21 innocent citizens on a foreign land…”
“He was possessed!” interjected my father.
“Possessed… Possessed by the Satan perhaps… Well then they both have to go.” Retorted the officer as he replaced the gun on my forehead.
“He is fourteen!” pleaded my dad.
“And already murdered a number greater than his age!” the officer replied.
“May be he is not right in the head” offered the other officer.


“I shall decide that!” said a man in long grey robes who had just entered the room. The people around him stood aside to give way, it was apparent from their faces that they were scared of the new comer. Not that I was comfortable with the man who smelled of fish and was approaching me with his filthy hands, but on the bright hand side the guns were no longer pointing towards me.

The man did a few checks as if he were checking my temperature while he kept asking me questions in order to see that I responded normally. Suddenly the man clutched both my ears and stared into my nostrils… the scene might have been comical had not the allegation been so serious. Just as I was about to turn to my dad to ask him what in the world was going on that the man placed his hand on my chest uttering something incomprehensible under his breath.


I received a jolt down my spine as his hand touched my skin and I started panting for breath. Jerking and tossing my body vibrated as if touched by a live wire. I had to let it out … I had to attack someone! It was the only way I’d get salvation. And then as suddenly as it had started the vibrations stopped. So did the muttering of the man in the grey gown.


I opened my eyes to see the anxious face of my father peering over the man’s shoulder, the officers with fear and curiosity.
“Please sir…” asked my dad on the verge of tears “He isn’t mad or anything is he?”
“No he is not mad” said the mysterious man to my father “And I don’t think it is you that need to fight him” he said facing towards the officers. “Rather its he you will find who has to do the fighting.” He said pointing towards me.

“But what do I need to fight with sir?” I asked fearing the worst.
“Why, your inner demons” he said patting my chest “The enemy within…”
 
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Rutzaba said:
heres wat ive come up with!
edit it please and tag The Godfather
The enemy within…

I felt something strongly pinning me to the ground, but I was too weak to open my eyes yet alone to resist the force upon me. I could hear voices though, strange muffled voices. I tried to remember what had happened before I had fainted, but was awarded with nothing more than a severe headache in return. I have little idea of when the sleep took me into its arms yet again.

Neither could I be sure of the time when I next woke up, but this time I could open my eyes for a change. The voices had subsided and the dimly lit room that I found myself in seemed barely visible, but I still realized it was the same cottage that we had booked for our vacations. I was about to sit up on my pillow when I heard people screaming outside, I tried to get what the people were shouting about when the door to my room banged open and five men came in of which I could only see the silhouette.

The light brightened and it was a few seconds before he could see the four men in official clothes lead by my father a .44 in his hand pointing at my chest. I looked up at my dad with in my eyes, who was now approaching me with great caution, the gun in place.

“Dad?” I blurted out, a tear running down my cheek.
“Son?” he said dropping his gun on the floor and hugging me. The officers weren’t that lenient though.
“What happened dad?” I asked “and why are they pointing their guns at me?”
“You son…” he started but was interrupted by the officer.
“Responsible for the willful murder of 21 innocent citizens on a foreign land…”
“He was possessed!” interjected my father.
“Possessed… Possessed by the Satan perhaps… Well then they both have to go.” Retorted the officer as he replaced the gun on my forehead.
“He is fourteen!” pleaded my dad.
“And already murdered a number greater than his age!” the officer replied.
“May be he is not right in the head” offered the other officer.


“I shall decide that!” said a man in long grey robes who had just entered the room. The people around him stood aside to give way, it was apparent from their faces that they were scared of the new comer. Not that I was comfortable with the man who smelled of fish and was approaching me with his filthy hands, but on the bright hand side the guns were no longer pointing towards me.

The man did a few checks as if he were checking my temperature while he kept asking me questions in order to see that I responded normally. Suddenly the man clutched both my ears and stared into my nostrils… the scene might have been comical had not the allegation been so serious. Just as I was about to turn to my dad to ask him what in the world was going on that the man placed his hand on my chest uttering something incomprehensible under his breath.


I received a jolt down my spine as his hand touched my skin and I started panting for breath. Jerking and tossing my body vibrated as if touched by a live wire. I had to let it out … I had to attack someone! It was the only way I’d get salvation. And then as suddenly as it had started the vibrations stopped. So did the muttering of the man in the grey gown.


I opened my eyes to see the anxious face of my father peering over the man’s shoulder, the officers with fear and curiosity.
“Please sir…” asked my dad on the verge of tears “He isn’t mad or anything is he?”
“No he is not mad” said the mysterious man to my father “And I don’t think it is you that need to fight him” he said facing towards the officers. “Rather its he you will find who has to do the fighting.” He said pointing towards me.

“But what do I need to fight with sir?” I asked fearing the worst.
“Why, your inner demons” he said patting my chest “The enemy within…”
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great story(y) watch jacob's ladder, it might give you some extra ideas:)
 
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These are some famous urban legends I think are worth sharing
1.A couple checks into a hotel and have to put up with a foul odor in their room all night. They call the staff to complain and somebody figures out the stench is coming from the bed. The staff take off the mattress and discover the couple has been sleeping over the rotting body of a dead girl who had been stuffed in the box spring.

2.Japan is to suicide what America is to apple pie. Ghost stories are no different.
The Teke-Teke is said to have been a woman who either jumped or fell in the path of an oncoming subway train and was severed in half. Her anguish and anger gave rise to the Teke-Teke. Now, she roams throughout Japan in the form of a torso, dragging herself along with her claw-like hands. The sound she makes while moving is described as a "teke-teke-teke" sound as she propels herself using her elbows to frightening speeds.
The Teke-Teke will launch herself toward you like the world's angriest sideshow attraction, produce a scythe, and cut your slow ass in half. Teke-Teke produce more Teke-Teke this way, as you are doomed to become one yourself if caught.
(Told mostly as a cautionary tale to keep children from staying out past dusk, we suggest you listen to your overbearing mothers and not stay out too late.)

3.Two dormmates in college were in the same science class. The teacher had just reminded them about the midterm the next day when one dormmate — let's call her Juli — got asked to this big bash by the hottest guy in school. The other dormmate, Meg, had pretty much no interest in going and, being a diligent student, she took notes on what the midterm was about. After the entire period of flirting with her date, Juli was totally unprepared for her test, while Meg was completely prepared for a major study date with her books.

At the end of the day, Juli tried to get Meg to go, but she was insistent that she would study and pass the test. Juli finally gave up, using the excuse that she would cram in homeroom the next day. Juli went to the party and later headed back to the dorm around 2 a.m. and decided not to wake Meg. She went to bed nervous about the midterm and decided she would wake up early to ask Meg for help.

She woke up and went to wake Meg. Meg was lying on her stomach, apparently sound asleep. Juli rolled Meg over to reveal Meg's terrified face. Juli, concerned, turned on the desk lamp. Meg's study stuff was still open and had blood all over it. Meg had been slaughtered. Juli, in horror, fell to the floor and looked up to see, written on the wall in Meg's blood: "Aren't you glad you didn't turn on the lights!"
 
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Mommy and Daddy picked me up from kindergarten early today. They said some bad people were coming and we had to leave before they got here.

We drove for a long time before we stopped for gas. Daddy was filling up the gas when a bad man ran over and started grabbing him and hurting him. Daddy punched him in the face and ran to the car and drove us away really fast. His hand was bleeding on the steering wheel.

After a while Daddy said he felt sick stopped the car. We went outside and he threw up a lot and started shaking. Mommy said to get back in the car, but then Daddy grabbed me and started hurting me. Mommy kicked him and pulled me into the car and drove away. Mommy said Daddy was a bad man now too and we had to leave him alone. We both cried a lot.

I fell asleep. When I woke up there were soldiers checking people before letting them go into a place with big walls. Mommy said the soldiers were just to make sure we weren't sick. She put makeup on me and told me to act happy. The soldiers checked us and then let us go inside.

Mommy said it's safe because there are no bad people in here, so we can sleep and eat and get medicine. I hope we get the medicine soon because my leg really hurts where Daddy bit me. Mommy's makeup made it look better, but it didn't make it feel better. It's starting to hurt so bad I feel like I might throw up
 
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