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Nick was a normal pessimystic kid. Kind of... He had a strange ability. Almost every time he said something, it would become untrue.
"Mom we have life insurance right?" He asked once.
"Of course." She answered. Two days later, they got a message from their insurance company stating that their life insurance had been cancelled due to hygienic problems, or something like that.
"I can't get rabies right?" Nick asked his dad.
"If you stay away from animals you won't" He answered.
That night Nick couldn't go to sleep. Something was bothering him.
"I hear something." He said to himself. He listened, but couldn't hear something. He got out of bed and snuck downstairs for a midnight snack. He passed his parents room and tip-toed to the kitchen. His mother's thymer and her alpahoog book were out on the counter, proving that they were having pasta tomorrow for breakfast, again.
"I'll get some Pop Tarts." He said, but he settled on onion flavored chips instead. When he started down the hall again, he tripped and barely avoided falling ponderously to the floor.
Then he smelt something absolutely horrible. He couldn't tell what it was but he had a feeling someone or something was condoring him.
He heard breathing from behind him and almost yellowed. A horse came out of the shadows... He yellowed. It pounced and Nick was torn to pieces. THE END
Just kidding. Nick backed-up and looked for his dad.
"That yellow woke my parents up." He muttered hopefully. The horse advanced and Nick saw that it was only about 11 hands tall, making it a pony. Nick also observed that it was foaming at the mouth. The horse/pony demon had hydrophobia (rabies).
"Oh gosh, It's gonna kill me." Nick whimpered. The horse advanced.
"It's gonna rip me apart. Why does it have to be a horse?" He gasped. The horse whinnied and advanced. Some froth from it's mouth dripped onto the new purple carpet.
"I wish I had a phalomhagene!" He cried. Tears were blinding him. The pony advanced.
"It's okay, you're a nice pony." He soothed. It kept advancing.
Suddenly it galloped to him and knocked him to the wall. The horse spun and nipped him on the arm. The horrible breath of the beast stunned him. It was ten times worse than the school locker room. He slapped the head away as it lunged at his face.
Nick stood up and ran. The horse followed. Nick tripped on something and went sprawling. The horse didn't stop fast enough and it's hooves trampled Nick, leaving him unconscious.
The next morning, Nick awoke in a hospital bed.
"Huh?" He groaned, "I guess I'm okay."
A nurse came in and checked his bandaged arm and head. "You're feeling better?" She asked.
"Yeah." He lied. The nurse nodded. "Okay, I'll bring you some food." She left and returned quickly with a tray.
There was soup, bread, and some water in a cup. He pushed the tray away but took the bread. The soup and water looked unappetizing. He chomped away happily.
Two nurses arrived and one took his tray.
"What happened to the horse?" He asked. She looked at him like he was mad.
"I'm not mad." He reassured her. She shook her head and left. He threw his bedside lamp. It exploded on the wall. He jumped. What the heck. He thought.
"Who did that?" he asked nobody. He cackled. He threw his pillow. Hehehehe. Ha. He looked around. Whoa. What a fun place. He shook his head, sending foam flying everywhere. He slopped some foam onto his hand and drew a picture on the mirror. It was fun! He found a strange square made of glass on the wall. Someone had drawn something on it. He smashed it and found another one that was see-through. This one he smashed too. Wind whipped through his hair. A strange lady entered she was wearing weird clothes. She screamed something.
Nick cackled again. He lunged at her.
When he was done, he left the room. He wiped his crimson stained hands on his skirt thing that he was wearing and licked his lips.
He found a white dressed man walking down the hallway. Nick let a low growl escape his throat. HEHEHE...
Nick clawed at him and the man stabbed him with some strange stick that he had been using on a clipboard. Nick howled and sunk his teeth into the man's shoulder. The man howled back.
A challenge eh? Hehehe...
The man ran and Nick caught up to him and tackled him to the floor and they slid into a strange metal box with numbers on the wall. Some red liquid and foam splattered on the carpeted walls. Suddenly the back wall closed and the man smacked a number at the bottom. The room lurched and Nick was alone with the man...
Nick crawled out of the box as a wall disappeared. He was in a polished room with three men in it. One was behind a desk and the others were by a door leading into painful sunlight.
Hehehe...
He charged, flinging foam to the sides. One of the blue door-men, pulled a thing from his belt and pointed it at Nick. Hehehehe...
He sprinted at the man. There was a bang loud enough to make Nick stop, or was that the huge force that had hit Nick in the solar plexus? The world dimmed strangely and Nick fell down.
Hehehehehe....
