Wills anthology 2012-2013 By William Dudley
Publisher- XXBH enterprises Huntsville Arkansas May 8, 2013
Table of contents Dedication……………………….1 Biographical sketch………….2 Lord of the flies………………..3 The train…………………………..4 Hayden the joker P1………...5
Acknowledgements I want to thank Hayden Johnson for giving me the idea for the joker. Justin, bobby, Isaiah, trevan, and zack.
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Biographical sketch What you are about to read is stories that I wrote in the eighth grade. These stories were very fun to write on my part. Some are just for laughs and some have a really deep meaning. So in the future, if you read my stories again, just remember that I tried my best. Thank you.
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Lord of the flies As hard as it was, we had to adapt to being from being stranded and we had to adapt from being with people to taking care of us to living on our own.it was hard, but we did it to survive and hopefully be rescued. It seemed like the longer we stay on the island the more people change. Fights break out; nobody listens to orders or rules. Our instincts change our behavior by reacting to different things that we do. We made huts out of sticks, and we eat the meat from pigs. We do this to survive storms, starvation and death. We try to do our best to keep our group safe so we don’t lose anyone or if someone leaves and starts their own group. Because if that happened a war would break out.
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The train I didn’t know exactly where the train was going. After paying my fare, I stood on the platform waiting for it to Wisk me away to somewhere, anywhere but here, and that’s when it happened. The train pulled up right in front of me. As steam arose from its siding vents, I boarded the train but as I got on I realized that it was no ordinary train. It was dark, barely any light. As I walk to look into one of the cars I hear a slam then a lock. It was the door. I lost my balance as the train started to take off. There was no one on the train except one lonely man in a hooded cloak. I sat on the opposite side of the train car. As the train left the station left there was nothing but silence. I didn’t have a lot with me at the time. All I had were simple things such as a phone, money, headphones, and clothes. Everyone calls me a runaway or that’s what I’m labeled at least. When I left town my problems just followed me. I hated the way people made me feel. I was tired of all the put me through. The lies they told me, they never stop, nor will they ever. It was just lie after lie after lie; I don’t know what to believe anymore. I finally gave in. They made me miserable. And her, the girl of my dreams, the most amazing person ever fell out of my arms. It was all my fault, I was going through so much at the time. I messed everything up between us. It kills me every day to think I hurt her. As I sat there thinking, my phone rang. I answered “hello.” It was quiet. Then he spoke. “I know who you are, where you’re at and trust me kid, I’ve been there” the demonic voice said. “Go back home before he gets you.” The call ended. “That’s not what I was expecting to hear.” I whispered. It was a restricted number so I couldn’t figure out who it was. Who was the “he” the man was talking about? As I looked up I noticed the man that sat on the other side of the train car was gone. “Where did he go?” I said to myself. So there was nothing to do and silence was my only friend. I was tired, I fell asleep. Two hours later I wake up. The man was sitting in front of me at my table. “This train goes on forever, it never stops chugging on.” He said in a voice that I recognize. “What do you mean?” I ask. “This train was never meant to take travelers, just people want to disappear.” He replied. “Please leave me alone.” I said. He stood up and went to his seat. I think to myself that there isn’t anything abnormal, but I know there is. It just doesn’t add up the man, the phone call, the train story. I just didn’t want to run into anymore trouble. I woke up and check my phone, 3:24 AM. I stand up to look out the window. Its pitch black. Way to dark to see. I turn around, he’s there. The man that warned me about the train. I look down at his feet, and he was levitating. Black fog corrupted the bottom of his cloak. As I l ook up, he has a scythe on his back. I now know I’m looking death strait in the eyes. He then tells me my time has come. The one person that comes to mind was her. The girl I wish I had back in my arms…
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The joker There was once a time. A time when trevan still didn’t wear his pants right. And in that time there was a kingdom, and in that kingdom there was a joker. His name was Hayden. And one day Hayden went for a walk in the woods. On his journey he met many people and creatures. When Hayden began to walk to the swamp, he came across a tree with a door built into the trunk. Hayden’s suspicion grew, so he slowly began to walk toward the tree. Then before he knew it, trevan the troll smashes down the door running at Hayden with his arms waving in the air and yelling “ooga oago ooag.” Hayden jumped out of his socks and screams “ahh, a gorilla” “I aint no gorilla boy” trevan says. Hayden begins to laugh at the troll while pointing at trevan’s pants. “I can see your underwear!” Trevan’s eyes start to water and begins to cry. Trevan tries to run away but fails tripping over his sagging pants. Hayden finished putting his socks back on and continued his journey into the woods. When Hayden left the swamp, he came across a cabin with a gothic touch to it. When Hayden got close enough to the cabin, the dark wizard levitated out the front door. Hayden was frightened. The wizards name was zack, and he wasn’t that evil after all. He helped Hayden find his way back by giving him the power to see a path to their destination. The wizard walked with Hayden while having an awkward conversation about trees… “Yeah, I know I said the same thing.” Anyways the wizard went home. Hayden arrived back to the kingdom but says that “this shall not be the end of me!”
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