horror in the living room
my name is Gabriel Lewis. I live in Houston Texas. I was born with a strange psychokinetic problem where I cannot wear a hat because it will float ten centimeters above my head. I also cannot wear my size shirt because little bulges appear on my back. I am abnormally tall and have extra muscles on my back. my brain is 3/4 bigger than the average adult. I have brown hair and eyes and tan skin. I've lived in my parents basement all my life and play on my ipad, iphone, xbox, wii or my pc. I was homeschooled my entire life from 6th to 12th grade. in 5th grade I had a friend named Alex caress we stayed in touch. I am a brony.
one day it was pouring water outside and I heard a crash. I ran downstairs in to the basement alex had a rock in his hand. he said "wazzup" "dude WTF" I scream. "I was thinking
about living with you" he said totally keeping his cool. "yah I guess I cannot stay mad at you" we share a laugh at that. "come on Alex you have got to be hungry." "yah your right. how about some sandwiches." "yah that sounds good."
"so Alex why are you going to stay with me." I ask. "well you know how I live with my parents well I went to go get groceries and when I got home the police were there and there was blood lots of blood. I ran then I thought about you where would you be if I left. you don't have any other friends." "Alex you deserve to live with me." "thanks we would not be B.A.S.S with out you miles." "right back at you. oh and Alex why do you have that rock?" "well thy were attracted to the rock and the rock contained pastern' thy was confused therefore thy brought it to you" "dude whys are you speaking in old English?" he shrugs "annnyyy way the rock let me see it. ok so it has the engraving of the element wheel so it shou- wait Alex did you make THIS? "no I did not." "ok so AGGGRTGFS5RTFBEHGFCDBEWSVBRHFRVHFNBHB AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I yell as wings rip there way through the skin on my back blood splatters all over Alex and his food I feel my skin harden and tern in to strong fibers I feel my internal origins start to get bigger forcing me to black out. in the distance I can hear Alex say "really on my sandwich"
