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Hello all. This would be another story for all to carry on. I am writing a book, but can't seem to carry out the plot completely. Just trying to get some idea's as to where this story can go.

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"You are saying we have no control over our futures. No matter what choices we make, we will always end up in the same place, because that is where we are destined to be." Christy looked over at her sister, a frown on her face. They were walking home from school. They had been argueing over the meaning of "Fate is a tangle. Follow one thread." since they had left the main doors.

"That's not what I meant. I am saying that you have to jump around on different threads, otherwise, like you said, you would not have the freedom to make your own decisions." Her sister countered. Christy groaned throwing her head back in frustration.

"Don't be so shallow Ell. Focus on where you are in life, trust in yourself to make the right decisions, and in the end you will have followed but one thread." Christy smiled as her sister threw up her arms in defeat.

Bothe of the girls turned their heads to focus on the road ahead. They could see their friend walking towards them, he was breathing hard as if he had been running, and in his hand was a paper.

"Christy, Elly, I have something to tell you..."

Ok it is all yours

"...I'm not really your unnamed friend."

The person who is not their unnamed friend pulls out a knife...

The sharp silver blade gleams in the sunlight.

"Wha--what are you doing? Who are you?" stammers Christy, face flushed with anxiety.

The strange man pulls back his black hood, revealing...

a white face, all burnt and scarred. his eyes were red and burnt. he took the knife to his thorat and cut it

but instead of blood, there was a bright light coming out of the wound

Christy backed away, her eyes wide with fright. She could feel her body going limp.

I should just give in, give up.

Her thoughts went in circles. She glared once more at the light and. . .

... vomited. The pink-green fluid burst from her opened mouth, landing in a sick, chunky splash all over Ell and the stranger. It smattered onto the ground.

The stench of the puke was horrible. It was a burning, rooten-egg smell, searing Ell's nostrils as he accidentally breathed in. He attempted to keep his own lunch down, but he failed.

Now that their was a mass of seemingly wriggling puke on the ground, smatter on the three's clothes, and a stench of pure acid in the air, the stranger groped his stomach for a second, hoping desperately his stomach was strong enough.

The stranger opened his mouth wide, and a thick stream of orange and red liquid fell from his mouth. A pedestrian stopped to watch, and instantly found herself sick.

This is ridiculous... thought the stranger bleakly.

Then the stranger who's name was Kim noticed the tornado's forming in the distance... fire fell from the sky and the sun was covered in darkness. Kim ran in fear screaming her head off. Christi ran to Kim and started slapping her telling her to calm down. Crying hysterically Kim was ranting about the end of the world.
"Oh shut up you stupid cow" Christi said as she punched Kim knocking her down. Christi felt strange, like she should be killing... then a inhuman screeching could be heard as