The world was going crazy. It was chaos. People we're trying to find out what was happening. Prized Possessions, Kids, Parents, that weirdo on your street, went missing. People we're crying, screaming as if that was going to bring them back. And then there were people that we're fine with this, they 're a bit crazy though. And then there we're the crackheads that thought this the work of a purple fictional villain with a magical gauntlet with rocks in it.
It had been weeks since the first disappearance. Scientists and Paranormal Experts had no idea what was going on. Was it just going to go on till there was no one left on Earth? What happened to the people that disappeared? We're they OK? I don’t know… In my household there was no one but me (Age: 14) and my dog, a golden retriever called Socks. He was usually an ecstatic dog but he wasn’t himself. It was depressing to see him sit by a massive window and stare at the city during this chaos. “Knock! Knock!” Someone was at the door. She walked over to the brown door and tugged at the doorknob. There stood a person that was at least 12 feet high. There were a couple people behind him not as tall but still an astonishing 9 feet high. There we're all different colours. Some were as blue as the sky. While others we're purple, green, and yellow. They all had patterns on their faces; the tallest one had an emblem imprinted onto his forehead while the others just had a line smudged on their foreheads. They were wearing a sort of ragged uniform with a weird logo on it, most of them had pouches hanging from their waists. They looked like something out of comic books.
“We're looking for subject 079-7300. Have you seen him? He’s at least 7 and a half feet high. Black scrawny hair, and scars on his hands.”
“Huh that’s funny he sounds a lot like my dad…”
The End
For this weeks writing task we had to write a story about a place where things started to mysteriously disappear.
