First Random Story of the Day

There I stood locked in thought, contemplating what I could possibly do. Beside there lay the remains of my best friend in a pool of blood, and in my hands a butcher’s knife dripped droplets into the puddle by my feet. Yet I knew this wasn’t me. I wouldn’t kill my best friend, we had been friends forever, I remembered our first meeting, my parents happened to be outside doing lawn work when my mom took me for a walk. Once we met, we were inseparable. We spent virtually everyday together, I couldn’t remember a time we hadn’t hung out. We did everything together, holidays, trips. Sure we had fights, but they always got better. We spent most of our classes in school together, and even almost went to the same colleges, but I mean even in college we were only like twenty minutes apart from each other. And yet even with all of that here I stood unsure as to what had happened and holding a knife dripping blood next to the brutally dismembered body of my best friend.

And then I woke up. I turned over and tumbled out of bed taking the sheets with me. I had been having these dreams recently and I couldn’t figure out why. I guessed it was because I had just started college and I had moved out of my parents house and into a dorm on campus, and thus saw my friend much less than I used to, but I still saw him at least like three times a week.

My roommate turned over and wiped his eyes as he looked down to see me on the floor.

“You okay?” he mumbled.

“Yeah I’m good, I just had a weird dream,” I answered.

My roommate turned over again and returned to his slumber. This was all just killing me. I hadn’t actually told my friend about this yet cause I was a little embarrassed, not to mention I kind of just hoped it would go away on its own, but I was getting a little tired of it. I considered talking to one of the counselors they offered on campus here, but I didn’t really want to share this with anyone.

I decided for now I would just get up early and find something to do on my computer. I dragged my blankets over to my desk and sat with my legs curled up on my chair and curled my blankets around me.

I turned on my computer and opened up my Netflix and turned on an episode of Friends, ironic, but true. I had been into it more recently, probably exactly because of my situation.

When suddenly my door burst down and a man dressed in all black ran in brandishing an AK-47 and opened fire first on my roommate curled up in his sheets and then turning to me.

“Ready to die m*****f*****?!” he yelled.

“Er…no” I answered honestly.

Just as I got this answer out his finger clicked and bullets began to fly at me. I could feel the stinging and each one ripped through my flesh and blood spurted out. I felt a sharp pain as my lungs were punctured and my breathing became shallow and raspy. I didn’t know how I had withstood so much of this already.

Suddenly he ripped off his mask to reveal that he was not at all who I thought he was. As he grabbed at his black jacket and ripped it to the sides he revealed he was a really hot chick I had met at a party I was at the first weekend here at school.

Her long brown hair and curvaceous body made gasp in shock. It was with this gasp I came to realize I could breathe normally again. As I reached down to feel for my wounds I came to find there weren’t any. And as I realized that I also realized I wasn’t wearing any clothes either.

A small giggle came from this girl as she looked me up and down and held out her hand the way French women do when they expect men to kiss them. I wasn’t really sure what to do…I mean here was this chick I had been far too nervous to talk to, and I’m pretty sure had no idea I existed asking for me to kiss her hand. I wanted to but I was completely naked.

Although in the few seconds thought I gave to it I decided something wasn’t right as I had also just been made into Swiss cheese by an AK-47 held by this same person, who was definitely about six inches taller and significantly more muscular in his upper body.

I gave up understanding and went to kiss her hand she held out for me, as I made my move, the floor beneath me dropped away and I was now floating in the middle of the ocean on the back of a rapidly moving turtle.

As the floor had dropped this girl had disappeared as well. Granted I had also been given a small piece of covering made of leaves, but I was not sure if I was okay with this exchange of woman for clothing…especially in the natural order of things.

Just as I got my footing on the turtle he took off and I found myself flying about the earth. It rapidly shrank in size and soon I was looking at the earth from the height of a plane, however I was still on the back of a turtle, and now so completely uncertain as to where I was, how this was all happening or what I had eaten last night to cause all of this.

As we passed several small islands we came to what I guessed had to be Asia at this point, the turtle came out form under me and I could feel the wind rushing past me. At this point it seemed I was to become a small puddle on the land as I feel from such a height there could be no other possible fate.

But suddenly a dragon swooped by and scooped me up on his back and flapped such giant wings I was fairly certain each wing was the size of a 747. At this we took off, going upwards once more and passed into outer space, and then through the clouds above that and into a most beautiful garden of green and then into what I could only guess was heaven as we flew by angels and everything was white, and then from there we still moved upwards and finally came to the top of heaven and then burst through and found ourselves in the most classic, and typical world of fantasy.

I looked down to find myself dressed as a wizard and was even wearing the pointed hat you find they wear.

The dragon turned to me, smiled and said, “So why didn’t you say hi at the party?” with the voice of the girl I mentioned before.

The world began to spin and suddenly it all froze, the dragon in mid speech, and I still able to move. Suddenly I came to find I was the one controlling the frozenness around me.

And then a trap door opened up and I fell once more, but not back through everything…no I fell down here, into my desk….and that was my summer vacation.

What you don’t believe me?