Trace
March 29th, 2008, 01:34 AM
I wrote a story for English class. It's 4 pages in Microsoft word. I'm 14 in 8th grade, and I have badder grammur. D:
( Note: I spell checked everything. Any mis-spells are purpose.)
So...it's about the end of the world : D Is totally fiction. But who knows... :3 ANYWAYS, here it is. Enjoy.
P.S: I would of put cursing in the story, but I'm not allowed. D:
2012 by Trace
48 Hours until Impact
“Where’s all the dog food?!” Ethan shouted down to his grandfather.
“If there isn’t any, haul your bottom to the store!” boomed Ethan’s grandfather’s voice.
Ethan’s grandfather never was the happy kind of person. He smoked; he took a lot of medication, and took it out on anyone he could. Ethan sighed. He missed his mother. A few years back, his mom was taking a tour of a nuclear power plant. As the tour was half way through, a meltdown occurred. It was one of those “in the wrong place at the wrong time” moments.
It was a cold December day. December 19th 2012, to be exact. It was barely light out. Morning had yet to make its appearance.
Ethan remembered that he had a spare storage of dog food in the basement. He marched down the stairs, although he had to hold on to the rail, since it was pitch black. He flicked the switch, which illuminated the basement, giving perfect vision. Right in front of him, he saw one can of dog food.
“Only one can…” Ethan muttered. He was slightly disappointed he would have to go to the store. The clerk usually wasn’t in a good mood.
44 Hours and 35 Minutes until Impact
“The meteor is rapidly approaching. It’ll hit December 21st.” the NASA agent reminded the others, remaining glued to a computer simulation. “It’s the size of Texas, and it could cause tsunamis, volcanoes to erupt, and the earthquakes would be off the scales.”
“Well is there anything that could delay its arrival, or destroy it before the impact?” asked another NASA agent.
“We can’t do a lot. Nuclear weapons won’t even scratch it. We’d have to destroy it from the inside out. But there is still a 23% chance that would destroy it completely.” The NASA agent said, reading a report from the simulation.
39 Hours and 37 Minutes until Impact
While Ethan walked down to the road to buy dog food and other groceries at the store, he could feel the wind swirling around him, scrambling his curly blond hair.
When he finally approached the storefront, the silver letters that said “Bill’s Groceries”, the sun reflected on the letters, and gleamed into his eyes, giving him limited vision.
His stomach lurched, as he reminded himself about how poorly the clerk has treated him in past times.
As he was walking up to the wooden door, he saw quickly stopped to watch the newsflash on the television in the window. From the reporter’s tone, it was very urgent.
“This is not a fake report. This is not a hoax, but is 100% true. A meteor the size of Texas is rapidly approaching the Earth, with speeds past 200 miles per hour. It will impact the Earth at December 21st, 12 PM. The impac—“
The television flickered off. The clerk that Ethan remembered had turned off the television.
“Hey! I was watching that!” Ethan said angrily.
“Hey! I was watching thaaat!” mocked the Clerk “We’re CLOSED. Go away, stupid brat!”
With that, Ethan cursed under his breath, and walked back to his house. It was a long walk, but the longer the better. His grandfather would not be pleased.
21 Hours and 29 Minutes until Impact
“All news stations have reported the meteor.,” said the NASA agent “I thought this was supposed to be kept quiet.”
“We can’t let the meteor hit without warning the public. At least give them a chance to say goodbye to the important people in their lives.” Said the other NASA agent “Speaking of which, what is your name?”
“Fred.” Said the NASA agent, bluntly. “And yours?”
“Rick.” Replied the other NASA agent “I just find it easier if I know other agent’s names.
“Well, okay. But what about the meteor? Are you absolutely sure there is nothing we can do?”
“Nothing. We can just warn the public, and let it happen.”
“What about if we have survivors?”
“Tsunamis, earthquakes, and volcanoes will take them out. If they manage to survive that, the dust from all this will block out the sun, causing global freezing. No human could survive this.”
“How will it affect outer space?”
“What do we care? It will have no meaning if we’re all dead.”
“But we could transport a good chunk of the public to moon colonies.”
“We have a better chance of blowing up the meteor from the inside. And there’s a 23% chance that would even destroy it.”
“So be it.” Said Fred.
19 Hours and 32 Minutes until Impact
“You came home empty handed?! What is WRONG with you, child?!” Ethan’s grandfather’s voice roared, so loud you could suspect that car alarms went off in the distance.
“The store was closed…” Ethan mumbled, looking down at his feet.
His grandfather’s face was almost as red as ketchup. Usually, when he was angry enough to make Ethan go without meals for three days, his face wasn’t even as red as this. This was pretty bad.
“None of it matters anymore, grandfather! What does anything matter? The world is about to end, and all you can do is get mad at me for something that isn’t even my fault?! What is wrong with you?!” Ethan snapped.
His grandfather began to calm down, and looked at him with no expression on his face. He wasn’t angry, happy, sad, depressed, he was emotionless.
“They said that twelve years ago. They thought when the year 2000 came, everything would just stop. There was so much noise, I thought I kept hearing tintinnabulation at night.” His grandfather said, with a serious tone “If you honestly believe the world is about to end, give me some proof. I’ve heard to many frauds in my day.”
15 Hours and 24 Minutes until Impact
Fred was poking around the NASA office, trying to find some documents about defense against meteors.
“I’ve found something!” Fred exclaimed, “This document says that if we can predict where the meteor will hit, we might be able to evacuate the area around, making sure more people survive.”
“What about the earthquakes and volcanoes and tsunamis?” Fred questioned
“There isn’t really any way we can escape them. Volcanoes will be erupting all around. Besides, global freezing would freeze us to death.”
“Why go to all the trouble then? Why would a mouse run from a cat when he knew around the corner, there was another cat? What is the point? Either way, we’re going to all die.”
9 Hours and 47 Minutes until Impact
“I want to thank God all he has done for Earth, the people, and everything else. The world lasted a good time, but it’s a shame it had to end like this.”
Ethan was at church, thanking god for his and everyone else’s life.
The church was empty. Most people were likely at home, spending the last few hours with their family. Ethan didn’t really have much of a family anymore, just his grandfather, who was an atheist. He absolutely refused to go to church, or even let Ethan say grace at each meal.
As Ethan kept praying, the door swung open. And to the surprise of Ethan’s life, it was his grandfather, in a church.
“Why are you here? You’re an atheist.” Questioned Ethan
“I came to spend the last few hours with you. It doesn’t matter if it’s a church, and that I’m atheist.”
“So be it.” Said Ethan, accepting his grandfather’s choice.
Impact
The meteor was bigger then Texas, bigger then anyone expected. It flew with speeds that could not be measured. It slowly fell through the clouds, aimed at the ocean. There was no noise in the world. Nobody was outside. Everything was quiet for the end of the world. Not a bird chirped.
The meteor impacted the ocean, and the sound of 23, 000 nuclear bombs was heard around the world. Giant tsunamis were created, volcanoes erupted, and there was so much dust, the sky was covered in what seemed like an everlasting darkness.
The world had hit its final chapter. All was lost.
( Note: I spell checked everything. Any mis-spells are purpose.)
So...it's about the end of the world : D Is totally fiction. But who knows... :3 ANYWAYS, here it is. Enjoy.
P.S: I would of put cursing in the story, but I'm not allowed. D:
2012 by Trace
48 Hours until Impact
“Where’s all the dog food?!” Ethan shouted down to his grandfather.
“If there isn’t any, haul your bottom to the store!” boomed Ethan’s grandfather’s voice.
Ethan’s grandfather never was the happy kind of person. He smoked; he took a lot of medication, and took it out on anyone he could. Ethan sighed. He missed his mother. A few years back, his mom was taking a tour of a nuclear power plant. As the tour was half way through, a meltdown occurred. It was one of those “in the wrong place at the wrong time” moments.
It was a cold December day. December 19th 2012, to be exact. It was barely light out. Morning had yet to make its appearance.
Ethan remembered that he had a spare storage of dog food in the basement. He marched down the stairs, although he had to hold on to the rail, since it was pitch black. He flicked the switch, which illuminated the basement, giving perfect vision. Right in front of him, he saw one can of dog food.
“Only one can…” Ethan muttered. He was slightly disappointed he would have to go to the store. The clerk usually wasn’t in a good mood.
44 Hours and 35 Minutes until Impact
“The meteor is rapidly approaching. It’ll hit December 21st.” the NASA agent reminded the others, remaining glued to a computer simulation. “It’s the size of Texas, and it could cause tsunamis, volcanoes to erupt, and the earthquakes would be off the scales.”
“Well is there anything that could delay its arrival, or destroy it before the impact?” asked another NASA agent.
“We can’t do a lot. Nuclear weapons won’t even scratch it. We’d have to destroy it from the inside out. But there is still a 23% chance that would destroy it completely.” The NASA agent said, reading a report from the simulation.
39 Hours and 37 Minutes until Impact
While Ethan walked down to the road to buy dog food and other groceries at the store, he could feel the wind swirling around him, scrambling his curly blond hair.
When he finally approached the storefront, the silver letters that said “Bill’s Groceries”, the sun reflected on the letters, and gleamed into his eyes, giving him limited vision.
His stomach lurched, as he reminded himself about how poorly the clerk has treated him in past times.
As he was walking up to the wooden door, he saw quickly stopped to watch the newsflash on the television in the window. From the reporter’s tone, it was very urgent.
“This is not a fake report. This is not a hoax, but is 100% true. A meteor the size of Texas is rapidly approaching the Earth, with speeds past 200 miles per hour. It will impact the Earth at December 21st, 12 PM. The impac—“
The television flickered off. The clerk that Ethan remembered had turned off the television.
“Hey! I was watching that!” Ethan said angrily.
“Hey! I was watching thaaat!” mocked the Clerk “We’re CLOSED. Go away, stupid brat!”
With that, Ethan cursed under his breath, and walked back to his house. It was a long walk, but the longer the better. His grandfather would not be pleased.
21 Hours and 29 Minutes until Impact
“All news stations have reported the meteor.,” said the NASA agent “I thought this was supposed to be kept quiet.”
“We can’t let the meteor hit without warning the public. At least give them a chance to say goodbye to the important people in their lives.” Said the other NASA agent “Speaking of which, what is your name?”
“Fred.” Said the NASA agent, bluntly. “And yours?”
“Rick.” Replied the other NASA agent “I just find it easier if I know other agent’s names.
“Well, okay. But what about the meteor? Are you absolutely sure there is nothing we can do?”
“Nothing. We can just warn the public, and let it happen.”
“What about if we have survivors?”
“Tsunamis, earthquakes, and volcanoes will take them out. If they manage to survive that, the dust from all this will block out the sun, causing global freezing. No human could survive this.”
“How will it affect outer space?”
“What do we care? It will have no meaning if we’re all dead.”
“But we could transport a good chunk of the public to moon colonies.”
“We have a better chance of blowing up the meteor from the inside. And there’s a 23% chance that would even destroy it.”
“So be it.” Said Fred.
19 Hours and 32 Minutes until Impact
“You came home empty handed?! What is WRONG with you, child?!” Ethan’s grandfather’s voice roared, so loud you could suspect that car alarms went off in the distance.
“The store was closed…” Ethan mumbled, looking down at his feet.
His grandfather’s face was almost as red as ketchup. Usually, when he was angry enough to make Ethan go without meals for three days, his face wasn’t even as red as this. This was pretty bad.
“None of it matters anymore, grandfather! What does anything matter? The world is about to end, and all you can do is get mad at me for something that isn’t even my fault?! What is wrong with you?!” Ethan snapped.
His grandfather began to calm down, and looked at him with no expression on his face. He wasn’t angry, happy, sad, depressed, he was emotionless.
“They said that twelve years ago. They thought when the year 2000 came, everything would just stop. There was so much noise, I thought I kept hearing tintinnabulation at night.” His grandfather said, with a serious tone “If you honestly believe the world is about to end, give me some proof. I’ve heard to many frauds in my day.”
15 Hours and 24 Minutes until Impact
Fred was poking around the NASA office, trying to find some documents about defense against meteors.
“I’ve found something!” Fred exclaimed, “This document says that if we can predict where the meteor will hit, we might be able to evacuate the area around, making sure more people survive.”
“What about the earthquakes and volcanoes and tsunamis?” Fred questioned
“There isn’t really any way we can escape them. Volcanoes will be erupting all around. Besides, global freezing would freeze us to death.”
“Why go to all the trouble then? Why would a mouse run from a cat when he knew around the corner, there was another cat? What is the point? Either way, we’re going to all die.”
9 Hours and 47 Minutes until Impact
“I want to thank God all he has done for Earth, the people, and everything else. The world lasted a good time, but it’s a shame it had to end like this.”
Ethan was at church, thanking god for his and everyone else’s life.
The church was empty. Most people were likely at home, spending the last few hours with their family. Ethan didn’t really have much of a family anymore, just his grandfather, who was an atheist. He absolutely refused to go to church, or even let Ethan say grace at each meal.
As Ethan kept praying, the door swung open. And to the surprise of Ethan’s life, it was his grandfather, in a church.
“Why are you here? You’re an atheist.” Questioned Ethan
“I came to spend the last few hours with you. It doesn’t matter if it’s a church, and that I’m atheist.”
“So be it.” Said Ethan, accepting his grandfather’s choice.
Impact
The meteor was bigger then Texas, bigger then anyone expected. It flew with speeds that could not be measured. It slowly fell through the clouds, aimed at the ocean. There was no noise in the world. Nobody was outside. Everything was quiet for the end of the world. Not a bird chirped.
The meteor impacted the ocean, and the sound of 23, 000 nuclear bombs was heard around the world. Giant tsunamis were created, volcanoes erupted, and there was so much dust, the sky was covered in what seemed like an everlasting darkness.
The world had hit its final chapter. All was lost.