levi johnson
Stories (3/0)
The Apple Story (Better Version)
"What am I doing here?" The question seemed to well up from somewhere deep in Adam's stomach, wrenching him back to his task at hand. He looked down and he was holding two different name brands of chicken soup. "Oh, yea I'm getting soup." He thought. He paused a moment reading the labels wondering what the perquisites were for determining what constitutes organic. Without thinking, he put them both into his shopping cart. Adam started pushing his cart down the aisle aimlessly and the question arose again, "What am I doing here?" The question hit him so hard it seemed to shake him to his core. "Jeez, I am so distracted maybe I need some coffee. where's my list?" Adam thought to himself.
By levi johnson2 years ago in Fiction
Fighting the Bad Guys
Fighting the Bad Guys Eli was running through the woods near his house. It was late July in the northwest. Clickety clack went his wooden sword as it bounced of the branches he was fighting along the way. His off hand was equipped with his plastic superhero shield, left over from a Halloween costume from three years ago. He was so involved in his fight to save the ancient kingdom of Arcdale that he didn’t realize he was running out of woods to run through. Eli ran and jumped delivering a fatal blow to the demon lord Akaba. At the same time, he breached the Wood line. He realized he had run clean out of the woods. Eli was standing in the field of the high school track and field running track. There was something familiar here. He paused a moment and looked around as he snapped back to reality.
By levi johnson2 years ago in Fiction
The Apple
"What am I doing here?" The question seemed to well up from somewhere deep in Adam's stomach, wrenching him back to his task at hand. He looked down and he was holding two different name brands of chicken soup. "Oh, yea I'm getting soup." He thought. He paused a moment reading the labels wondering what the perquisites were for determining what constitutes organic. Without thinking he put them both into his shopping cart. Adam started pushing his cart down the isle aimlessly and the question arose again, "What am I doing here?" The question hit him so hard it seemed to shake him to his core. "Jeez I am so distracted maybe I need some coffee. where's my list?" Adam thought to himself.
By levi johnson2 years ago in Fiction