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CHAPTER TWO
The Watch
Jericho could not stand it anymore; his stomach felt like it had already began to feed on itself. He has never been in so much pain especially when the remedy is just eating. I can do this he thought as he pretended to be listening to Mr. Harold his history teacher. Jericho looked at his watch and his insides twisted. He could not believe that only thirty-three minutes have passed since he has been in this class. He thought about pulling out that chocolate bar that is stuffed away in his backpack, but knowing Mr. Harold he would snatch that bar before he could even get the chance to open it. He looked out of the window to draw his attention away from his hunger. He saw a funny looking man, dressed in what seems like a red cloak. He thought “Halloween must be early this year.” Jericho’s heart began to race as he noticed the cloaked man was looking at him. Jericho turned his head so fast that Mr. Harold noticed.
“Mister Warren, was I boring you with my talk?”
“No, Sir” answered affirmatively.
“I would believe so…so what was the last thing I said before I began to talk to you?” He said with a demented smile on his face. For some reason, Mr. Harold has never liked me even though Jericho is one of the smartest people in the school. Jericho took a quick glance outside and noticed that the man had disappeared.
“I don’t know” Jericho answered lying between his teeth. This incident has happened so much this school year that Jericho knows that this argument was still going to lead to him going to the principal’s office.
“Since you are not going to listen to what I have to say, then you can go and listen to what the principal has to say about this.” snapped Mr. Harold.
He got up from his seat and realized that he was going to get the chance between the principal’s office and his class room to consume the candy bar that has been eluding him for the past forty minutes. As he closed the door behind him, he pulled out the candy bar that he had stashed into his jacket pocket. He unraveled the candy bar and headed for the office. When he got there, the principal was on the phone so he had to wait in the waiting room with the secretary. He felt a moments relief after the contents of the chocolate wrapper where being digested in his stomach. The whole office was quite all you could hear was the tapping sound of Miss Hardy fingerings hitting the keyboard. There was a loud crash in the corner of the office as one of the glass vases fell to the floor. Mayhem began. Paper shot out of the printers, the papers on the desk began to float in the air, and the lights began to flicker. Jericho helped Miss Hardy who was now having a hard time catching the paper which floated off to avoid capture. The principal came out with his mouth open to see what has befallen the office in minutes. He told Jericho to head back to class and not worry about the mess. As soon as Jericho hit the hallway, the bell went off for lunch. His face lit up with joy.
“Slow down Kiddo, where did you get such an appetite?” Steve asked as he came to sit down with him.
“I have no clue, I woke up this morning feeling this way” he said as he stuffed his mouth with food.
“Well you have to slow down or you are going to end up eating the whole sch-” Steve was cut off as Jericho’s began to hear everything. Every sound in the school became enhance and it sounded like he was in a rock concert. The difference was that it was an irritating mixture of noises from everyone. His vision became disoriented and he began to feel nauseas. As soon as the confusion began, it stopped. The loud noise in his head ceased and his vision was back to normal. Steve had not noticed what had just happened to him and he decided to keep it that way. He was wondering if he had imagined what he had experienced or he had magnified people’s conversation. He looked down at his tray and noticed his food was gone. He looked over at Steve’s which was still full.
“Hey Steve can I have your apple?”
“Umm sure but don’t eat my tray along with it!” and Steve began to laugh.
Jericho had stopped by his second home, the library after school. He believes that the library is the only place that he does not feel invisible. He had to cut his trip to the library short today. His hunger issues are beginning to bother him. On his way home the wild dog that tried to attack him earlier that day started to run towards him again. Jericho began to laugh at the feeble dogs attempt and then he realized, the dog had passed it normal limit. Without thinking, he ran down the street and could hear the dog barking right behind him. He began to slow down as his lungs began to fill with the cold air of the night. The thought of the dog’s sharp teeth sinking into his skin terrified him. He felt this burst of energy go through him and began to run faster than he has ever gone before. He decided to look back, and he could see the dog in the distance as the bark began to fade away.
CRASH!!
A car
Sorry, the rest of the story was cut of i don't know why
The Watch
Jericho could not stand it anymore; his stomach felt like it had already began to feed on itself. He has never been in so much pain especially when the remedy is just eating. I can do this he thought as he pretended to be listening to Mr. Harold his history teacher. Jericho looked at his watch and his insides twisted. He could not believe that only thirty-three minutes have passed since he has been in this class. He thought about pulling out that chocolate bar that is stuffed away in his backpack, but knowing Mr. Harold he would snatch that bar before he could even get the chance to open it. He looked out of the window to draw his attention away from his hunger. He saw a funny looking man, dressed in what seems like a red cloak. He thought “Halloween must be early this year.” Jericho’s heart began to race as he noticed the cloaked man was looking at him. Jericho turned his head so fast that Mr. Harold noticed.
“Mister Warren, was I boring you with my talk?”
“No, Sir” answered affirmatively.
“I would believe so…so what was the last thing I said before I began to talk to you?” He said with a demented smile on his face. For some reason, Mr. Harold has never liked me even though Jericho is one of the smartest people in the school. Jericho took a quick glance outside and noticed that the man had disappeared.
“I don’t know” Jericho answered lying between his teeth. This incident has happened so much this school year that Jericho knows that this argument was still going to lead to him going to the principal’s office.
“Since you are not going to listen to what I have to say, then you can go and listen to what the principal has to say about this.” snapped Mr. Harold.
He got up from his seat and realized that he was going to get the chance between the principal’s office and his class room to consume the candy bar that has been eluding him for the past forty minutes. As he closed the door behind him, he pulled out the candy bar that he had stashed into his jacket pocket. He unraveled the candy bar and headed for the office. When he got there, the principal was on the phone so he had to wait in the waiting room with the secretary. He felt a moments relief after the contents of the chocolate wrapper where being digested in his stomach. The whole office was quite all you could hear was the tapping sound of Miss Hardy fingerings hitting the keyboard. There was a loud crash in the corner of the office as one of the glass vases fell to the floor. Mayhem began. Paper shot out of the printers, the papers on the desk began to float in the air, and the lights began to flicker. Jericho helped Miss Hardy who was now having a hard time catching the paper which floated off to avoid capture. The principal came out with his mouth open to see what has befallen the office in minutes. He told Jericho to head back to class and not worry about the mess. As soon as Jericho hit the hallway, the bell went off for lunch. His face lit up with joy.
“Slow down Kiddo, where did you get such an appetite?” Steve asked as he came to sit down with him.
“I have no clue, I woke up this morning feeling this way” he said as he stuffed his mouth with food.
“Well you have to slow down or you are going to end up eating the whole sch-” Steve was cut off as Jericho’s began to hear everything. Every sound in the school became enhance and it sounded like he was in a rock concert. The difference was that it was an irritating mixture of noises from everyone. His vision became disoriented and he began to feel nauseas. As soon as the confusion began, it stopped. The loud noise in his head ceased and his vision was back to normal. Steve had not noticed what had just happened to him and he decided to keep it that way. He was wondering if he had imagined what he had experienced or he had magnified people’s conversation. He looked down at his tray and noticed his food was gone. He looked over at Steve’s which was still full.
“Hey Steve can I have your apple?”
“Umm sure but don’t eat my tray along with it!” and Steve began to laugh.
Jericho had stopped by his second home, the library after school. He believes that the library is the only place that he does not feel invisible. He had to cut his trip to the library short today. His hunger issues are beginning to bother him. On his way home the wild dog that tried to attack him earlier that day started to run towards him again. Jericho began to laugh at the feeble dogs attempt and then he realized, the dog had passed it normal limit. Without thinking, he ran down the street and could hear the dog barking right behind him. He began to slow down as his lungs began to fill with the cold air of the night. The thought of the dog’s sharp teeth sinking into his skin terrified him. He felt this burst of energy go through him and began to run faster than he has ever gone before. He decided to look back, and he could see the dog in the distance as the bark began to fade away.
CRASH!!
A car
Sorry, the rest of the story was cut of i don't know why