My lips feel like molten rubber, something weird for me, as I have no idea what molten rubber feels like...just highly toxic metal poisoning. My feet stuffed in wet ripped-up socks are numb and aching, as my whole chest area is cracking with.

-CRAck-crACK.-

Every.

-CRAck-crACK.-

Single.

-CRAck-CRACK!-

Ugh!

I don't know if it's the same for everyone else in NewYork city, but at least they are organizing themselves right? I really hope there is someone around here to tell me what's happening, as I have been walking in this grey dull sidewalk, and I have yet to meet anyone else but myself.

I walk towards a nearby fashion store colored green and white with the words. "Tendal's" printed just at the top, I lick my dry lips and step inside the store. "Hey! is someone there? I'm met with complete silence. Where has everyone gone to?

"Ey stop that. No! Get those diapers away from me!" I hear the voice of a damsel in distress. I turn towards towards the next room of the store just a few steps to the right of me and run to the other side with fear, fear of what might be happening to that damsel.

"Get purified by diaper san!!" A young man in blue colored diapers says as he looks around like a cobra. "Shining boy, do you wanu to get purified by the paper god!? We are not a fun, fun group. Grow up!" An old man says as he takes out two sharp sticks out of his man diapers. Why the fuck does he have them there? Does not get stabbed in the ass?

There is a ton of diapery and not diapery people on this side but they are just running around like headless chicken. Many of them bump into each other and scream to the top of their lungs, "Out of my way! Some odd individuals on the sides south a low o sound towards the ceiling in unison. I try to see the benefit of that.

ANALYSING...

Wait I'm not a computer.

Actually...

I would love to be one, that way I can just troll all of humanity and not get sued for mental harassment. Can computers get sued? I mean if we count all- of-of-of

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I walk and scream, "Leav-" Someone walking towards me slashes 2 metal sticks at me. "FOR THE GLORY OF THE PAPER GOD. HUAHUAHUA!" Two red lines of blood slowly bleed and paint my jaw and neck in pure yellow blood...yellow?. With bloodshot eyes, a beard that reaches to his wrinkled knees and a white stomach that does not fit his whole body, the man smiles at me and stops screaming his strange call for arms. The man sticks the sharp sticks into his nose and so the sticks are painted in a mix of red and gold.

"Oh, baby Jesus. The paper god has accepted your bluud. Take my sticks of resentment, shining one." The shining metal sticks fall of the man's nose, and blood colored snot comes out and almost touches my shoes. I look at the...

dead damosel...I-I HOW? My breaths quicken as the man infront of me turns from this crazy maniac that could do not wrong but believe in weird stuff...into a murderer behind a cover for his deprived activities. My pupils contract as my blood runs cold and I smack the disgusting man in the face. Someone behind me killing a diapered man in her forties with a dagger stops.

She hears me. Making that crimson blood splat all over her mouth and face she licks her lips and walks out of the store, her prize?: Two lifeless green eyeballs. If her boss had not let those followers of the paper god in, she would not have killed him with the hidden dagger of her gran-gran and not used one of her co-workers as bait.

"Yeah, fuck you all, and sorry...shining kid, I have to leave before that fucker begins killing you."

For the first time in years this shirt had held some meaning...the first time was when the woman left her daughter trapped in a public restroom after a serious discussion. Where was the shirt? Hanged in the restroom wall of course.

The woman lifts up the middle finger gun style and runs for her life. "Byeee scumms." Two capped diapered kids run after her and trip on their way out.

"HAHAHHAHAHA!" The man puts his hands behind his back like an old man and his fellow mates stand up. I stumble a little bit and run, as I can feel the dread in the air...The babbling man smiles and runs like a bull after me, I am faster than him as expected, unfortunately, I stumble and fall flat on the rocky ground outside of the store.

"SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!."

The man walks towards my fallen figure, his hips shake a little, as he stretches. "Followers of the anti-paper who run from his offerings must be picked, ERASED...starting by you and then that evil one." He smiles horribly. The blue shine in my leg increases tenfold instantly, as I kick behind me like a goat, catching the man in the groin.

"ForthewillofthepapergodIwillfuc-. WAAAh!" He felts his jewels pop and screams.

...

Well, my life just got worse.

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My fucking feet are broken and hurt like shit every time I step. I want to cry but that burning will and this blue aura still burns deep inside of me. The sun has fallen sleep and now the night sky has taken its place..."I wanna eat something." I better just listen to my history teacher and become a stripper, then I can get money for stuff.

Are teachers all the same? I stop, as I reach the area of my old school, and I'm not happy...Shit Middle. At least that is what I called it. I start walking again, Shit middle was the worst! There were gangs in every corner, there were kids barely old enough talking about a godly spinning thing. It was a nerd-filled school, and I had been In the middle of all of it for years.

Naked pictures.

Rumors.

Tons of scandals about my life.

It almost seemed orchestrated to make me the weirdest in the whole school. I shake my head. “I better just focus on reaching home and calling…” Wait... “Cher!”... I take my phone out of my backpack, tap the screen a few times, and with not too much time to lose I make the call

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Spoiler: Spoiler

Cher with a Cherry on top?. My other mind says, and I call it crazy. Wait...why is me narrating me? What do you mean? I mean what I mean if you can see, fuck you. Fuck me? I did not know you were into that. Well, I did not know I would even say that.

Thing of evil.

“Ring-ring”...Well time to check if I have shited myself. I take a quick look at Shit Middle.

Some principal did.

I take a casual look around the place, as usual, the streets look as awful as ever. The grass surrounding the school is bright yellow. The metal walls with wires are made of brown oxidized metal, and the windows are dirty brown and terrifying. Believe me when I say dirty brown, like that, is the most normal thing to say about them. Many people tought this was going the best school in new york but now it is just an abandoned place that not even those greedy bastards want to take. I mean...who wants to be there after that radioactive accident happened?

I turn towards a shady alley beside me, just around a couple of apartments near the main street leading to the gates of my old school. It was the first time I have taken such an unusual shortcut home. I see a thick black jacket ovewr some piles of trash and take a look at my body. "Its night and If I just come into a store or find anybody like this...they are directly calling the cops..." I take the jacket and put it on. "Well, at least this hides the shine on the top." I look and see tick pants and a hat. "Fuck me." My phone falls from my grasp. "..." I lower my self and see the call disconnected.

I call again and wait unpatiently, as I put everything on the trash bags on.

I just hope Cher responds before its too late. Talking about the little princess. She finally picked up the phone.

“Hello, hello are you there? Are you alright?” I ask as I prepare to lower my head a tiny bit and not look at the restaurant next to me. The sizzling sound of cooking meat coming from the phone makes my stomach grumble in protest. “Hey, hey, calm down. What is happening?” The flavory calming voice of Cher makes me take a deep breath.

“Have you seen the sky?” The sound of the sizzling food became faint and instead replaced with the rattling of curtains. I start avoiding the crevices that separate each separate tile in the alley and land gracefully on the balls of my feet.

“The sky…what da fuck? Hey hold up, I'm gonna call my parents. Meet me at the usual place. ok?.” What did she just say?

“Got it, but whe-” I would have said more but Cher hanged up. "BEEP, BEEP" What the hell! My face filled with blood, as I frowned in desperation. “How am I supposed to know the usual place? Arrrgh” I sighed "BEEEP, BEEEP!"

"SHUT UP!" I screamed as I threw my phone to the ground.

Wait, what did I just do?

“I'M SORRY BABY COME TO PAPA!” I picked up my broken phone carefully. The screen was all cracked...It was cold to the touch. I checked its electric heartbeat by pressing the turn on button and just waiting...waiting, any moment now.

It's dead.

I sighed even harder, I opened my backpack and put what was left of the phone inside. "I have to be calmer the next time." I stood up and kept walking towards home. I had been more on edge than I thought was even possible to someone as cool as me.

“Well, at least I have an excuse to use her phone.” I smiled and walked away from the knocked out guy. Thinking about all the possibilities, I could finally see the pics of the paintings her friends boast about all the time!...and some other things...I looked at the sky. “I better hurry up.”

I walked out of the alley just in the middle of two apartment complexes into the streets of my neighborhood. My face is still glowing. Well, looks like now I need to use my mask.........fuck, I look like a robber right now.

I put my backpack on the ground and without even looking at my other weird stuff I take my toy mask. "Well, this does not feel half as bad." I sighed. It is my third sight of the day, or was it my fourth?

I perplex my surroundings with a raised eyebrow and stretch my arms towards the sky. FINALLY.

~Sweet is home~

“...sweet, sweet hom-”

“BRRRRRROOOM!”

The roaring of an engine suddenly startled me out of my thoughts and made me drop to the ground scared. “Need a ride boy?” ...Mr. Jerrins? I looked behind me and saw a small brown round car with the words “Yambis den” scratched into the front door of the automobile. I dismissed the growing uncertainty in my heart. I looked up at Mr Jerrins: A bold man with a goatee and brown murky eyes. I did my best smile and sprang up comically in excitement.

“I thought you went to the countryside Mr. Jerrins?...What happened to your glasses?” The old man which was once my old middle school teacher smiled and said, as he gripped the wheel tightly, “I just came back from the countryside boyyy. Do you need a rideee?" I noted that he completely ignored my second question. “No. I'm ok. My house is just around the corner.”

Mr. Jerrins looked behind his back. his eyes glinted with an animalistic desire and then he whispered a few words before he looked at me. “Okay, then be careful.” The engine of Mr. Jerrins old car roared with life and slowly he drove away into the horizon, “and tell your mother whoever she is I still want that kiss!”

“I will tell her!”

Did he notice the green sky?

Wait a more important question would be. Did he just forget who I was? I take a look at my covered self...no wonder, but why did he offer such a ride for such a suspicious person? I think he was just scared of me after all that speed is beyond the legal limit around here.

I turned and walked at a fast pace towards my house. Its almost night and the street light are not lightning up. “I better prepare for the worst, and make sure to watch the news." I stopped walking. FOOD! I need FOOD! In every apocalyptic movie, food is always important!

I looked around me. Okay. Okay. There is the pet shop, Back To The 673 disco, the supermarker and the supermarket, where do I go?

My mouth opened a little…“Supermarker? What that hell is that?” I looked at the colorful odd store just beside me, with blue bears and crayons the size of my body rotating in circles just outside the store, I shook my head.

The supermarket it is.

I walked out and I had to-to----gd0-dfg-h-dxz-0

BORING

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"Huh? Where a-I-asfasffffffff;"ffffff.

“SIR! PLEASE GET BACK INTO THE LINE!”

A woman just around her 20’s shouted to a mad short customer, his hands clenched into fists. The young furious customer shoved everyone out of his way, as he tried to walk into the front of the line. On his way, he met a fist in the face and got knocked out.

“HELL YEAS!” An old man cheered with his dying pals while they kicked the young boy together. They had a week to live because of a terminal disease that had passed through his family. It was actually a miracle he had lived through his 80 and had found friends with the same disease. They were all------------|

I slowly turned towards the oddly cute cashier and completely ignored the group of evil old men. She quickly put on her work face and started checking out my items. “Sooo...do you know what's happening outside?” Our eyes met each other, and I leaned towards her slowly.

“The sky outside is white.” She did not even react to my words and instead, she started checking out my items faster “Really?" I think she is scared of my outfit I mean how did I even get here? She smiled sweetly, gave a quick glance at my pile of canned items in my first cart and then at the chocolate bar just in the middle of it. Her expression said it all.

“Yeah.”

I saw the number on the machine In front of her and looked at my pocket with a deep sadness.

“It's free.”

“Wha?”

“Thank you for your purchase! THIS LANE IS CLOSED.”

The woman then helped me with the groceries, moved swiftly to her workstation and got four delicious chocolate bars. “I like chocolate too,” she said with a subtle smile. I smiled widely and looked at the chocolate bars and then at her. "No way. You do?” She giggled.

Taking a look at the windows of the market, she shook her head rapidly as she turned from giggling to serious. Her eyes moved towards the wide big doors of her workplace, and she bit her lip. She spun and looked her gaze with mine... So sugary.

“Let's hurry, there's not much time! Where is your car?” …What? I was taken back by her sudden question. I just looked in the direction of my house. “At home.” She paused for a moment, looked at my big two carts and then at me. I waited for a few too long seconds before she made her decision and opened her mouth. “Really?!”

I knew what she was clearly thinking. “It's ok, my home is like around the corner."

“Thank god, for a moment I thought we were gonna use my car”

“Huh, What? Why would I get into your car?”

“My car i”

The earth shook again and the sky turned a deep crimson.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAHH!”

I jumped a little as I got the goosebumps 'Well that one was a scream.' I thought...let just erase that. I took a look at the cashier, searching for a similar reaction to mine.

The cashiers light brown sugary eyes connected with mine, and she brightly smiled. Is she deaf?...oh, that is Interesting.

The cashier just nervously smiling in front of me was about 5'9 feet tall, she was wearing faded blue shorts, combined beautifully with her orange braided hair. My gaze instantly fell deeper into those silky strands, and I gasped. Her hair was like an intertwined river of oranges that had been solidified into simple human hair. It cascaded down her shoulder and over her plentiful chest. It was a majestic sight to see, but what took me away was her v-neck shirt that could only be called a piece of art.

The artful shirt she was wearing was perfectly tight, as the weavings of an organic purple, with a tint of a consuming black and a dark flowing blue wrapped around her waist. I honestly liked her for her artistic way of presenting herself. Who knew what was underneath her skin and in her personal characteristics...

The cashier was calm, looks like she had been too distracted by the man terrified man in front of her that she did not even hear the first scream. Who knew why? She looked at his eyes furiously darting all over her, and she took a step back in nervousness.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHH!"

The cashier broke eye contact with the figure of the man and looked around. It was all chaos, the sprinklers were on, the people were crazy and there were pets running around everywhere! She opened her eyes wide and screamed. Shaking she leaned towards the man, desperately trying to grab him quickly, so she could save him and herself.

It all was going to happen perfectly as the entrance of the store was not crowded, at least not the left wing.

And so she looked at the man wearing a mask and fully covered in robes. She reached towards his hand and...did she took hold of...a big man?

Apparently, in a stroke of bad luck, she caught the hand of a big man about 49 years old with rippling muscles everywhere and a blue beard. The man was just going to the supermarket to get a tart when something screamed and everyone went loco, now he was trying to pass between two people and was about to fall because of his bad left foot.

“Let's get out of here!” The cashier grabbed the mans interfering arm, as she bolted towards the sliding doors of the supermarket like a furious beast. Slowly the two of them disappeared into the crowd.

“Do I wait?...” Whispered the man to himself. He just did not know what to do, and with the enormous crowd surrounding him, he could only stand there. "That was mine!" I frowned and thought about what to do. The cashier was cute and all, but what was her objective? Food? Shelter? At least I was going to have company until I reach Cher...who knows.

"Well fuck it." I decided to take the initiative and moved steadily towards the big sliding doors of the market. Each of my steps took me closer and closer to my goal. I looked at the crowd near the entrance, closer.

“Make a line! Make a line!" Apparently, an extremely anorexic worker from the store was trying to calm the raging crowd, as those frenzied beasts tried to bulldoze out of the supermarket. His nam-

"Mak-” Without a warning the muscleless man was pushed to the ground by a crying woman, and so he was pushed, shoved and massacred by the panicking crowd. After a few seconds of him being flung around in the air, he was pulled out and in mid-air swiftly knocked down by a flying cat. It was all so epic.

"Mowww!" The mad cat screamed like if he had lost his left paw and ran into the distance. The outside.

I know this is crazy, and maybe a tiny bit stupid, but I could probably just pile up with the crowd and wait until everyone was out. My own proposition would normally be correct, but I smacked myself and shook my head. I turned and walked back. I knew there was something horrible coming our way, and I was fuckin scared shitless.

I had to find a way OUT.

NOW!

I quickly looked around me. The market was like any typical one. The walls were white all over. The ceiling was black. The marble floor was a beautiful blue...I took an innocent pack of chewing gum that was on the floor. I lifted the grey cover of the pack...who cares. I took one and chewed it, as I keep looking around.

loudly tapping the tip of my foot on the ground, I keep thinking, until my gaze landed next to me. I gasped loudly and then smirked devilishly.

"Look at my pretty bubbly loving luck." I knew it was stupid. I knew it was absurd. I even knew that I could do better, but I just found the most precise and obvious way to go outside. I took one of my black tennis shoes off and smashed the glass encasing next to me.

I quickly grabbed the fire extinguisher by the neck out of its metallic confines, pulled my two trusted carts of food towards me, and gently sprayed the insides of the metal container over the crowd.

The crowd was not happy. How do I know? Well, do you hear that synchronized chorus of screeching, and mowing, and anger? I don't.

“Get out of my way, or get fire extinguisher!” I said. Some people screamed, and some others ran when they felt the thing spray their back...but some others tried to take me down. I twirled and hit what appeared to be a muscled screaming lunatic with the bottom part of the extinguisher. The muscled man fell down unconscious. "Who wants more!?" I screamed and hit the metal part of my cart with the fire extinguisher.

I corrected my path towards the doors and sprinted with my cart and everything.

As I passed, I left clouds of a cold chemical that turned everything frosty and maddened many.

“Move!” I charged forwards and smashed my way towards the doors. In my way, someone tried to hit me in the head but I jerked to the side and the arm instead hit my left arm. My second cart slipped off my hand. I released a tear of pain as I had to leave my nutritional cart behind, now I only had the unhealthy one, the one with bags of chips, cans of unhealthy food, and some bread.

Your sacrifice will be remembered, oh, little cart. I cried internality. At least I was outside. Yay!

I ran away from the rampaging swarm of people and looked around searching for the cashier girl.

It was hard and a pain the neck, as she was small, but I found her.

Standing with her cascading orange hair over one of her shoulder, the cashier girl was next to a moving van In front of the store. I felt hurt for some reason, as I took a long look at her. Had she completely forgotten about me? All of those dark toughts fell away when she pounded the door of the van as hard as her first let her and shouted. “GIVE ME MY CHOCOLATE BARS BACK! YOU SICK WOMANIZER."

The man in the van had not gotten his desired chocolates, back at the store and when he got dragged and shoved out of it, his eyes fell on the chocolate bars on the hands of the strange woman who literally tossed him out of the store, naked in all their glory...and so he robbed them in the heat of the moment.

"GIVE THEM BACK!"

I laughed extremely hard, as I looked at the strange scene, and I instantly attracted her attention. “Hey, stop laughing!”

Her cheeks flushed red as she saw me, rapidly she punched the man in the car and yelled, “It was not that hard, was it mofo?! Then with her shoulders stiff she ran towards me and grabbed me by the shirt. “What took you so long?! She said, her shoulders relaxed and she sighed.

I did not respond, and she silently pulled me towards the parking lot and said., “It was my fault. I-.” Her tone was low...too low,

“It was not.” I looked at her, pulled the cart behind me and kept my grip on the fire extinguisher tight.

“How?” she stopped, let go of my shirt and turned towards me with her hands crossed below her chest. To my surprise her v-shaped artistic shirt showed more than it was supposed to, not that I mind tho, I mean it-

Her brows furrowed and she repeated her question “HOW!” She lift up her finger and pointed at her pouting face.

Shit.

I bit my lip. What tha hell was I supposed to say? I knew it was not her fault, but it was not mine's either. I actually had no absolute Idea the big man had passed between us and that she thought he was me, which was the only reason all of this happened.

“It was his.” I pointed to the knocked down man in the car. I did not have any reason to blame him, but I did. Why? I don't know, tell the pervert up in my head.

“His fault?”I nodded vigorously, she bought my act and was convinced enough that let me skip my 'turn’. "Yeah, I was also thinking that. I mean, he just shoved his way towards us and instead of taking your hand, I took him accidentally."

“It's ok,” I said, as I raised my hand towards her and opened it. “And by the way, the name’s Lem,”

“Lamb?” She said with her face turning into a frown. My eyes closed a little and sharped “Behehehehehehe”

“AHAHHAH! What the fuck?” She looked at me, smiled and put one of her hands on her hips, she raised the other one and gripped my open hand. “My name is Heyla.”

“Nice to meet you Heyla” We slowly hand shaked. “Nice to meet you too Lem.” We stood like that for a few seconds, until I noticed a silence around us.

A deep petrifying silence.

I looked around me and saw everyone looking at the sky. I looked too. “I think it would be better to talk later.” She looked up too. “Omg.” The clouds miles away released colored thunder and crystals that even at this distance you could see clearly.

It was coming our way.

“Ring, ring, ring.”

I was still shining like a diamond by the way. Shine, shine like a diamond... :3 Better erase that...