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« on: March 31, 2013, 04:06:58 AM »
I was daydreaming at my keyboard, nearly dozing. I’d been writing some more violent and juicy stuff for my story, but had been at it awhile, and was just about nodding off. But a peculiar sound brought me alert. I turned in my swivel chair and got the shock of my life....There were people standing there, and lots of them, right there in the room !
“Uh...Who the Hell are You People ?”, I asked in my best threatening tone.
“Don’cha recognize us ?”, the one who seemed to be the leader said.
“Ummm....No. Should I ?”, I answered, trying to think of a way I could call the Cops.
“Well, how about now ?”, he said moving toward me with a limp. “Don’cha remember, you had me fall off the school building. ‘Bout broke poor Ray’s back. It’s a wonder it didn’t fuck me up more than it did.”
I shook my head in bewilderment. “No....That can’t be....You’re not.....”
“Oh, but I am”, the fellow said, and as he came closer, I could see he wasn’t much more that a kid. In fact, most all the people crowded in the room were kids. “I’m Tony Calderone. This here’s Nick”, he said, pointing to a boy directly behind him, “And here’s Constantinos, and Laurent. And over there’s the Bullies, and the Preps, and the Jocks, and the Nerds....” He continued to name off groups of people, and as he did, they were suddenly there, impossibly crowding into the room.
“Wha...What do you want ?”, I asked, for lack of anything else to think of saying. This was all so surreal.
“We got a beef with you”, Tony said. “We’re tired of you fucking us up in your stories.”
Nick stepped forward. I saw his face was a mass of scars and contusions. “You had me punched so many times in fights, I’m always gonna look like this !”
Constantinos piped up, “Yeah, now I gotta wear a Colostomy Bag since you had me shot in the Guts !”
“I have gotten a cracked pelvis from all of the Parkour”, complained Laurent.
“You had my Jaw broken”, Pinky spoke up, with a muffly voice.
“You had a guy PISS on me after beating me up !”, raged Derby.
“You had me RAPED !!”, burst out Zoe. “What kind of a Perv Writer does that ?!?”
“YOU HAD MY NUT BLOWN OFF !”, screeched Algie. Funny I hadn’t noticed him before. Where the hell had he come from ?
“You made me crazy. Now I’m Insane.” That from Kurt.
The mass of kids parted, and the Jocks marched up, carrying a stretcher. The kid on it looked up at me with hate in his eyes. It was Jake. “You had me Paralyzed. I HATE your stinking GUTS !”
This couldn’t be happening. “But.....None of your are REAL !”, I said desperately. “You’re just Characters in a Story, for God’s Sake !!”
“Oh, we’re real, all right”, Tony commented. “As for what we want....” Here he trailed off. Suddenly I noticed weapons in their hands. Bats, Boards, Lunch Trays, Trash Can Lids, even Books. Then, even more sinister, Spud Guns. Lots and lots of Spud Guns.
“As for what we want”, continued Tony, “We want Revenge.”
They closed in on me.
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