chapt 1: hanarad

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Hanarad's alarm clock was so anoying. He was considering getting a new one, but the stores were always so crowded; he HATED crowds because he always felt like he stood out (which he did with his small stature and short strikingly colored hair). He could stay out of sight if he wanted to, but that was getting harder and harder as he grew.

Besides, he had a meeting tonight with 12 other children like him; luckily it was just down the hall from his apt. He was getting ready for the mad dash thruogh the hall, putting on his black cloak, which only made his hair more noticable, when suddenly he heard screaming outside the door.

"I see one Kill it! Kill it! Kill! Kill!" it was the same cat-like voice he had been hearing ever since his hair started changing colors. He quickly hurried across the hall and into room 296.

end chpt. 1

ok i decided to write something on here so im making this up as i go along so it wont be perfect but i will start a story... probly wont finish it but ill start it; it probly wont be too organized either

intro

So, I guess I should start with an introduction, most people on here that know me would know me from kong, a few others might know me as the fundamentalist Christian Tolkien fanatic that i am. My coding is a little rusty, but I prefer coding this myself, because it can be more customized. I'm from central IL, about 30min. from anything, I'm just getting out of Jr. high, and I am not a very good drawer. Sometimes I'm a good writer, I might share some of my writing at some later point, but it's getting late and I have to get up early tomorrow to rebuild the local park.

~Matthew White
aka: big mac