STOP: Shedding Down From The Power Team Hose
Short story STOP PLEASE STOP! Feeling the icy water dripping down from the Power Team Hose. The cries of there laughter were so disgusting and vicious like the devil's own laughter. I’d cry out HELP! No one was ever there to witness the crucial activities the so called doctors would have installed for me. I was trapped with no way out. “You want some more of this boy!?” yelled the doctor with the gas mask on. “ We still have ten gallons filled with gelid water to throw out.” Never had asked for this to happen. I could see the look on there faces. Ugly, hideous looking demons is all i see, no doctors. How bad i wanted to escape this hell hole. “That’s enough!” screeched the broken speaker. The voice is what i called it. The voice had saved
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I was good as dead i thought, the question i always thought was what did i do to deserve this. It was halloween night and i was doing a genuine walk down the county bridge in Whitechapel, England. It was very dark and gloomy which was very odd and all i heard were police sirens coming closer to me then as i looked up upon the bridge something had hit me. Regaining my vision i never believed of what had i witnessed. It was a body, badly cut up, almost as if Jack the ripper had done this, but wait no i couldn’t he’s been dead for almost a hundred years this had to be a prank. It wasn’t. I had soon figured out it was the daughter of a police officer. the police caught me red handed all i could hear was the devastation of his lost daughter. I was accused of 1st degree murder and sentenced to life in a mental institution.
“We kid looks like you’re gonna be in hell soon” grinned Belen, “You have to go to court and have another court case for the daughter whom YOU murdered.” I could hear screaming in my head that i was not able to contain that i screeched out so hard. Then someone had struck me hard right across the face and woke up feeling light headed and dizzy on my hard rough bed. It was all just a dream..so i believed..but it
I was good as dead i thought, the question i always thought was what did i do to deserve this. It was halloween night and i was doing a genuine walk down the county bridge in Whitechapel, England. It was very dark and gloomy which was very odd and all i heard were police sirens coming closer to me then as i looked up upon the bridge something had hit me. Regaining my vision i never believed of what had i witnessed. It was a body, badly cut up, almost as if Jack the ripper had done this, but wait no i couldn’t he’s been dead for almost a hundred years this had to be a prank. It wasn’t. I had soon figured out it was the daughter of a police officer. the police caught me red handed all i could hear was the devastation of his lost daughter. I was accused of 1st degree murder and sentenced to life in a mental institution.
“We kid looks like you’re gonna be in hell soon” grinned Belen, “You have to go to court and have another court case for the daughter whom YOU murdered.” I could hear screaming in my head that i was not able to contain that i screeched out so hard. Then someone had struck me hard right across the face and woke up feeling light headed and dizzy on my hard rough bed. It was all just a dream..so i believed..but it