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Array ( [sid] => 54876 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => A fist full of broomstick [time] => 2004-07-05 16:41:51 [hometext] => what would you do if this happened??? [bodytext] => I’m normal,
I have a normal family,
Normal friends,
A normal job,

But today isn’t normal,
I clean the floors at the factory,
The usual sounds of the machinery around me,

As I move around the factory I hear more familiar sounds,
Not ones I like,
Like the sound of a chicken losing its head,
Quite literally,

Then a sound I haven’t heard before,
A gigantic roar followed by screams,
I see a huge shadow around the corner,

I peek around the corner,
Before me is a giant beast,
Devouring the workers,

With out knowing I lift up my broom,
Then I run towards the beast,
I swing at the monster,
The brush end of my broom shatters,

I’m left with a crude spear,
The beast knocks me back,
I land with a thud on the broken machines,

I Jump,
I drive my broom in to the creature,
It lets out a final roar,
And dies,

The workers begin to cheer at me for what I had done,
Within the cheering I could hear a faint sound that got louder and louder,
Until it was in my ears hurting my head,

I turn and turn off my alarm clock,
6am,
Time for work,
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A fist full of broomstick

Contributed by zexen on Monday, 5th July 2004 @ 04:41:51 PM in AEST
Topic: fantasy

I’m normal,
I have a normal family,
Normal friends,
A normal job,

But today isn’t normal,
I clean the floors at the factory,
The usual sounds of the machinery around me,

As I move around the factory I hear more familiar sounds,
Not ones I like,
Like the sound of a chicken losing its head,
Quite literally,

Then a sound I haven’t heard before,
A gigantic roar followed by screams,
I see a huge shadow around the corner,

I peek around the corner,
Before me is a giant beast,
Devouring the workers,

With out knowing I lift up my broom,
Then I run towards the beast,
I swing at the monster,
The brush end of my broom shatters,

I’m left with a crude spear,
The beast knocks me back,
I land with a thud on the broken machines,

I Jump,
I drive my broom in to the creature,
It lets out a final roar,
And dies,

The workers begin to cheer at me for what I had done,
Within the cheering I could hear a faint sound that got louder and louder,
Until it was in my ears hurting my head,

I turn and turn off my alarm clock,
6am,
Time for work,

Copyright Â© zexen ... [ 2004-07-05 16:41:51]
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Re: A fist full of broomstick (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 6th July 2004 @ 03:51:51 AM AEST
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I would do the same, I guess. I've been having weird dreams of late, but I don't work in a factory with a broomstick - so there's no headless chickens or man-eating monsters for me.

I would have liked a descriptor of the monster - if you remember what it looked like, that is. No problem if you don't - you managed to describe to me your dream procedure very well.

Well captured.

Re: A fist full of broomstick (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Saturday, 11th September 2004 @ 10:06:45 PM AEST
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well the fact i have no idea what your job is makes this piece kind of vague in some areas.

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