When The Clock Strikes Twelve
On a lonely day the old clock tower didn’t move past twelve….It had stopped working years ago when It happened. This is the story of that time in history which was soon forgotten…..
It was a rainy day while Max waited for a cab. Max was five foot six inches tall and weighed about one hundred twenty five pounds, and he was eighteen years old. He always had a happy expression on his face no matter how he felt inside. Today he was going to visit his grandmother, Nina, as sick as she was she still got around. Max’s grandfather passed away when he was five and he never really knew him. As he waited for the cab he hummed his favorite song. He wasn’t very popular in school either. He was considered to be the alternative type of person.
The cab finally arrived and he got in the back and told the driver the address. The cab driver took him there and then Max paid him what he owed…. When he reached the door he let himself in only to be greeted by a fowl smell….he walked into the kitchen to find his grandmother dead at the table. Max started to cry as he called for an ambulance. It was too late thou…his grandmother was dead so he went home crying and told his parents what had happened and why he was home early.
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One week later….Max was walking home from school and a girl by the name of Brittany came up to him. Brittany was one of the prettiest girls in school and for some weird reason was single, she was two inches shorter than Max, and was one year younger than him too. “Hello Max” Brittany said warmly. Max was shocked at this and just said “hi” very softly. Brittany gave him a look then said “so how have you been since…well you know”. Max replied with one word “fine….” Max started to walk away because he thought she was toying with him. Brittany caught up to him and put her hand on his shoulder and said “If there’s anything you want to talk about you can always come to me” and with that she started to walk away in the opposite direction. “Wait…” Max called out and Brittany turned around and said “What?” Max only asked one question “Why did you talk to me…no one talks to me” and Brittany replied “because I wanted to be nice and I think your kind of cute” she said then continued to walk away. Max was shocked and just walked home thinking about this. Finally when he got into his room he said “she thinks I’m cute…” then started on his homework.
The next day he wasn’t feeling well so he decided to stay home from school. All day all he could think was “she thinks I’m cute”. He lay in his bed all day and awaited his mother’s return home from work. His father was on a business trip and wouldn’t be home for another month so he was home alone most of the time. It was about three thirty and school was out by now. Then he heard a knock on the front door and went to see who it was.
When he opened the door he noticed it was Brittany and he said “hello…to what do I owe the visit”. Brittany giggled and said “well I got your homework for you and well I…” she cut herself off. “What?” said Max as he looked at her who was now she slightly blushing. “Well I-I” she started to say and really was blushing now. “Well seeing you can’t form a sentence come in” Max said lightly. Then Brittany blurted out “I just wanted to see you.” Max was speechless as he stood aside for her to enter into his house. She entered and went and sat on the couch in the living room that was small but not big. Max sat down at the other end of the couch and looked at her. Brittany was now thinking very hard about something as far as Max could tell. “I got to go Max” Brittany said then walked out the door leaving Max on the couch…..
The next day Max walked into school in a cheery mood, however Brittany was absent. He didn’t know what classes she had either or else he would’ve gotten her homework for her. Days went by and still she wasn’t in school and Max started to worry.
One day Max got a letter addressed to him and opened it and was paralyzed with fear. The letter read:
Max,
I have taken her, and you won’t see her again unless you come to 56 Grave Ave tomorrow at noon. If your not there by noon I’ll kill her…
“I’ve got to go” he told himself and couldn’t sleep that night. “Why, or who?” he also asked himself then finally drifted into a restless sleep. When he awoke he decided to go and save Brittany, for what reason he had to he didn’t know but everything in him said he had to, he just had to.
He arrived there 5 minutes before the designated time and entered with a man holding a gun to Brittany’s head. “So you’ve decided to come” the man said with a deep voice that, if voices could kill, would have killed every living thing in the immediate area of fright. “Yes I have come, now let Brittany go” he said strongly, although inside he was very scared.
The man let Brittany go who ran over to Max and hugged him tightly “Oh Max, I thought I’d never see you again” Brittany said crying into his chest. Max put his hand on her head stroking her hair “Why do you want me?” Max said in a strong voice, this time though he wasn’t as scared. “I wanted to meet you, you something I want, apparently you haven’t found it yet so I’ll let you be for now” the man said and then suddenly disappeared. Max held Brittany in his arms for a while until they left the house, walking together to Brittany’s house his arm around her the whole way there.
When they arrived at Brittany’s house her mother hugged Brittany tightly kissing her repeatedly. Max said goodbye and started to walk off home. When he reached his house he went up to his room and sat on his bed thinking “what is it that he wants?” It was a while before he drifted into a deep sleep.
“The next day is Saturday” He thought to himself as he walked down the street towards Brittany’s house to walk her to school. He reached her house at around six and knocked on the door.
On a lonely day the old clock tower didn’t move past twelve….It had stopped working years ago when It happened. This is the story of that time in history which was soon forgotten…..
It was a rainy day while Max waited for a cab. Max was five foot six inches tall and weighed about one hundred twenty five pounds, and he was eighteen years old. He always had a happy expression on his face no matter how he felt inside. Today he was going to visit his grandmother, Nina, as sick as she was she still got around. Max’s grandfather passed away when he was five and he never really knew him. As he waited for the cab he hummed his favorite song. He wasn’t very popular in school either. He was considered to be the alternative type of person.
The cab finally arrived and he got in the back and told the driver the address. The cab driver took him there and then Max paid him what he owed…. When he reached the door he let himself in only to be greeted by a fowl smell….he walked into the kitchen to find his grandmother dead at the table. Max started to cry as he called for an ambulance. It was too late thou…his grandmother was dead so he went home crying and told his parents what had happened and why he was home early.
^ ^ ^
One week later….Max was walking home from school and a girl by the name of Brittany came up to him. Brittany was one of the prettiest girls in school and for some weird reason was single, she was two inches shorter than Max, and was one year younger than him too. “Hello Max” Brittany said warmly. Max was shocked at this and just said “hi” very softly. Brittany gave him a look then said “so how have you been since…well you know”. Max replied with one word “fine….” Max started to walk away because he thought she was toying with him. Brittany caught up to him and put her hand on his shoulder and said “If there’s anything you want to talk about you can always come to me” and with that she started to walk away in the opposite direction. “Wait…” Max called out and Brittany turned around and said “What?” Max only asked one question “Why did you talk to me…no one talks to me” and Brittany replied “because I wanted to be nice and I think your kind of cute” she said then continued to walk away. Max was shocked and just walked home thinking about this. Finally when he got into his room he said “she thinks I’m cute…” then started on his homework.
The next day he wasn’t feeling well so he decided to stay home from school. All day all he could think was “she thinks I’m cute”. He lay in his bed all day and awaited his mother’s return home from work. His father was on a business trip and wouldn’t be home for another month so he was home alone most of the time. It was about three thirty and school was out by now. Then he heard a knock on the front door and went to see who it was.
When he opened the door he noticed it was Brittany and he said “hello…to what do I owe the visit”. Brittany giggled and said “well I got your homework for you and well I…” she cut herself off. “What?” said Max as he looked at her who was now she slightly blushing. “Well I-I” she started to say and really was blushing now. “Well seeing you can’t form a sentence come in” Max said lightly. Then Brittany blurted out “I just wanted to see you.” Max was speechless as he stood aside for her to enter into his house. She entered and went and sat on the couch in the living room that was small but not big. Max sat down at the other end of the couch and looked at her. Brittany was now thinking very hard about something as far as Max could tell. “I got to go Max” Brittany said then walked out the door leaving Max on the couch…..
The next day Max walked into school in a cheery mood, however Brittany was absent. He didn’t know what classes she had either or else he would’ve gotten her homework for her. Days went by and still she wasn’t in school and Max started to worry.
One day Max got a letter addressed to him and opened it and was paralyzed with fear. The letter read:
Max,
I have taken her, and you won’t see her again unless you come to 56 Grave Ave tomorrow at noon. If your not there by noon I’ll kill her…
“I’ve got to go” he told himself and couldn’t sleep that night. “Why, or who?” he also asked himself then finally drifted into a restless sleep. When he awoke he decided to go and save Brittany, for what reason he had to he didn’t know but everything in him said he had to, he just had to.
He arrived there 5 minutes before the designated time and entered with a man holding a gun to Brittany’s head. “So you’ve decided to come” the man said with a deep voice that, if voices could kill, would have killed every living thing in the immediate area of fright. “Yes I have come, now let Brittany go” he said strongly, although inside he was very scared.
The man let Brittany go who ran over to Max and hugged him tightly “Oh Max, I thought I’d never see you again” Brittany said crying into his chest. Max put his hand on her head stroking her hair “Why do you want me?” Max said in a strong voice, this time though he wasn’t as scared. “I wanted to meet you, you something I want, apparently you haven’t found it yet so I’ll let you be for now” the man said and then suddenly disappeared. Max held Brittany in his arms for a while until they left the house, walking together to Brittany’s house his arm around her the whole way there.
When they arrived at Brittany’s house her mother hugged Brittany tightly kissing her repeatedly. Max said goodbye and started to walk off home. When he reached his house he went up to his room and sat on his bed thinking “what is it that he wants?” It was a while before he drifted into a deep sleep.
“The next day is Saturday” He thought to himself as he walked down the street towards Brittany’s house to walk her to school. He reached her house at around six and knocked on the door.
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