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  • Oct 29, 2006, 01:52 PM
    chrisluff86
    Does any one understand what this story is about ?
    Here is a story about a young man that gives into peer pressure and realises it was a mistake, but not till it was too late…….

    The daylight was breaking through a seep in the curtains as Dylan stired awaking to his new day and new life. As he awoke further he began to hear the kettle boiling (Kettle Sound) and the smell of bacon in the air.
    Dylan’s Mum walked through the door and the smell of fresh tea and a bacon sandwich rushed through his nostrils and filled his lungs

    ‘Morning Mum’ Said Dylan
    ‘Morning Dear’ Said Dylan’s mum

    He sat up with a yawn (yawning noise) and took the tray from his mum,

    ‘’Thanks, What’s all this for you usually just kick me out the bed instead’ Dylan Questioned
    ‘Well that’s usually causes its about 3 in the afternoon’
    ‘But today is special as it is your first day at college’ Answered Dylan’s Mum

    As Dylan walked towards college away from his house he double-checked everything from a writing pad to his glasses case and comic book. He could hear the traffic passing with a rushing and could see the woods up ahead in their full-bloomed glory, which is the most quick way through to college. As he got to the middle the sound of the traffic faded to a whisper and the sounds of the scurry of animals was becoming the louder of the two. Dylan had a feeling of being watched but upon approaching the middle of the wood. He stopped and spun around to the sound of a whisper in the trees, a new strange smell filled his nostrils one that was unfamiliar to him. He slowly began walking and the trees grew bigger in the centre and the blooming trees blocked the sun with slight rays creeping through as the wind blew moving the branches into a forest orchestra.
    Dylan broke through the last thicket of bushes nearly tripping as his foot hit a stump, he could see a that they had be pushed past and crumbled many times before and it appeared more quick than following the path around. As he approached leaving the scurrying animals behind with the rustle of trees, he could feel sweat dripping down his skin and could feel his hand shaking scared by the prospect of not knowing. He went into the college ready for his first day.

    One week later his nerves had calmed as he headed towards the café for the normal barrage of name calling from the usually crowds. Dylan called smell all the various foods being cooked and could hear the usually chatter from many people as was the norm for the café.

    ‘Loner’ they shout seemingly in unison as I enter and then they spilt to their own little crowds join in with other names for me
    ‘Prick’ some groups’ shout
    ‘Look, he’s heading to his dingy table on his jack’ they whisper as I pass them with my bag over my shoulder and my trigonometry books in hand.

    As Dylan sits the noise quietens down slightly and then the sounds start again but instead of insults it’s the sound of just their general chitchat with their friends. Dylan smelt a weird smell he had once smelt on his way to college the first day, but put it out of his head. 4 boys surrounded his table, Dylan looked up worried of what these boys were going to do to him. The boys were wearing black t-shirts and black jeans, they all had sunglasses on which Dylan found strange as it was raining outside and the lights were not all that bright. Their skin was pale almost a ghostly white in colour.

    ‘Hi, we noticed everyone picking on you.’
    ‘Do you want to hang around with us?’ asked the leader or so it seemed as the other three seemed like bodyguards to him.
    ‘Why do you want to hang with me?’
    ‘According to these lot I am a social outcast’ Dylan asked inquisitively
    ‘So are we, we’re called the ‘Outcasts’. Don’t be confused we found each other for a reason some one likes us up their’ Answered the leader
    ‘You mean Jesus or God’ Dylan asked
    ‘No, screw them. But don’t worry about that for now’ the leader pronounced aggressively.
    ‘Come walk with us, I’m Ted. This is Carl, Shane and Ed’ said Ted
    Dylan replied ‘Dylan’
    He extended his hand outwards to shake their hand in turn. They the headed out of the café the noise faded as they left and they went to their classes after arranging to meet after class out the back of the college.

    Dylan went to the back of the college where he had arranged to meet them and could hear voices saying
    ‘Yea, that feels good’
    ‘Jab it in’
    ‘Oh that feels so good’
    After hearing these voices Dylan got spooked and left for home and looked forward to the next meeting he had arranged with his new associates as they only attend once a week he had arranged to see them every night that week.

    The days past with little happening and most people in café were unusually quiet whenever Dylan walked in, he had noticed the change in the atmosphere the day after his meeting and he liked the new persona he presumed he had. He had been out with them a few times to clubs and to the cinema, but they always seem a bit different as the night progressed and they did disappear a few times to the toilet but more than a normal person would.

    Friday night Dylan walked the half a mile to his friend’s house the traffic on the road was quiet and the wind blew flowing through the bushes that lined the road with a rustle. He approached the house reaching cautiously towards the skull shaped bell, wondering what was going to happen as he could no noise from the inside.
    (Ding Dong)
    The door crept slowly open with Ted standing behind it
    ‘Welcome’
    ‘Follow me’ Ted says warmly
    ‘Hi, Ok then’ Dylan replied feeling the worries he felt leave.
    As he followed Ted down the hall he caught a glimpse of Carl sitting up in a black box. Dylan stopped to double check but the smell of crisps and pizza being cooked distracted him and he followed on down the hall.

    Carl, Shane and Ed were all standing in the kitchen chatting when Tec walked in closely followed by Dylan. The lights were very dim but there was quite a light echoing from the cooker with the pizza in, he smelt the beer and went straight over to get a glass. An hour went by and Dylan noted that Ted nodded towards Shane.
    ‘Have you enjoyed the past week with us ?’ Shane questioned as he approached
    ‘Ye Ye Yea course’ Dylan answered intimidated by the way Shane approached.
    ‘Well if you want to join us you need to be initiated’ said Ted
    ‘Yea’ exclaimed Ed
    ‘How about it then Dylan’ questioned Shane in the same tone as before
    Dylan felt his muscles stiffen and he could feel sweat drip from his skin as the four outcasts started to surround him, he began shaking and fell to his knees with a thud. Dylan could smell the pizza still cooking away but the strange smell began to fill his lungs, and he collapsed.

    Dylan awoke with a stir and could feel soft material all around him as his eyes adjusted he realised he didn’t have much light and he felt as those he was moving. He could hear footsteps going across twigs and fallen leaves and as his eyes fully adjusted he noticed he was in a box. He then whacked his head on the top of the box as he heard a familiar voice
    ‘Watch it dummy’
    He then fell back asleep.

    ‘He’s stirring’
    ‘Quick places’

    Dylan’s senses became alive as a fresh sweet smell filled the air and the noise of a fire cracking in the background started him.
    ‘Hello, my sweet friend’ said Ted
    ‘Wha Wha Where am I’ Dylan asked stunned
    ‘We want you to join us’
    ‘Become one with us’ Carl answered
    ‘Why’ Dylan questioned
    ‘Ours is not to reason why. Such a complex question’
    ‘Lets just say we like you and believe you will fit in with us’ Ed answered confusing Dylan in the process.
    ‘Will you drink from the same cup as us?’ Ted asked politely
    ‘Yea OK, how did I get here anyway?’ Dylan replied thoughtfully
    ‘No time, the full moon is upon us in a circle. Dylan in the middle’ Ted requested quickly

    Ted, Ed, Shane and Carl began speaking in another language, which confused Dylan as they passed around a cup. The cup was then given to Dylan and the others began to cheer
    ‘Come on’
    ‘Go On’
    ‘Take it, come on take it become with us’ (Different slurping sounds are heard)
    Dylan takes a sip and drops the cup as he realises what he has just drunk. He feels the a weird sensation inside, the room seems to be filled with different smells and the lighting seems to have gotten brighter the others close in on him and surround him very closely.
  • Oct 29, 2006, 02:34 PM
    valinors_sorrow
    I don't understand. Do you have a specific question?
    Your post starts with the very answer to "what is this story about".

    This is clearly not the whole story and I presume the reader finds out more of what is going on later.
  • Jul 19, 2007, 03:41 PM
    trn
    Umm... you, this can't be the end of the story. What happens next?

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