John: A Fictional Narrative

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It was a cold sunday april morning, the sunday after easter. John, a father of 2, woke up to lots of tiny little footsteps running down the hallway, and then a big thump. He noticed the thump came from his chest. He opened his eyes to see his to children laying on his chest laughing. John pushed his kids off of him and started to wrestle with them. Within minutes the children were laughing so hard that they had tears running down their faces. John was a religious man that went to church and tried to do everything he could for others. After playing with his children he told them to go get their church cloths as he made breakfast. John didn’t have a job, and didn’t have a lot of money so he didn’t have a lot of food. He looked into the fridge to see that he had eggs, milk, cheese, and some bread. It didn’t take long to find out what he was making for breakfast. He was going to make eggs and toast. …show more content…

Then he saw his kids run into the kitchen. He looked at the kids with a ghostly stare. Not just any ghostly stare though. This one felt as if it reached into you and told you to stop. There was just one thing he hated and it was people that run around and make a mess of things. John had just moved to this town after getting out of jail. Everyone at his home town hated him for what he did so he moved to this town and people started to find out what he did. He put the eggs on his kids plates just as the toast got done. While his kids ate their food John went to go get ready. It didn’t take him long to get ready because he had his clothes sprawled out on his old, stained carpet. After he was done and the kids were done eating they went to go get in their old Honda. They didn’t live far from church as they tried to be as close as possible. As they we driving down the road he started to wonder if people here were going to be the same as they were in his old town. If they were going to hate him and mistreat

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