this story can go under horror or death or even make a new catagory as Mysterys. im sorry this is the third one i have sent you… but this one is spelld correctly and stuff the others arnt… Heck you can even put it under poetic cause i put a small poem in their “Johnney”… Continue reading “Johnney”
Author: DaRkNeSSj
this is a true story and scars the shit out of me when i think about it...its 3:40 am now ... my ride is not here yet... I knew i couldnt rely on Johneys clumsy ass! I knew i should of drove home the other nite from the hangover Johney and i have been friends well... forever........ I am sitting here waiting.......waiting..........waiting...... NOthing! "where the hell is he!" i yell.
about 20 secs later my 6 yearold brother walks in (people remember its almost 4 in the morning) and he says .... "Johney was in a bad car axadent and is not coherent." i ask him How do you know this? ......silence...... my brother walks out without saying annything.... its now 3:55am ...... i am sitting at my computer when all of a sudden i hear thunder and see flashes from the sky..... it starts to rain..... Me being a crazy mother fucker goes outside and starts walking....
im walking down 163rd ave and bell road
when 2 patrool cars go rushing by me with their sirens on and blinding lights flashing..... i run down the street to see what has hapned...... i see johneys car tipted upside down ... i freeze and and awlful bitterness crosses over me.... i sit their watching... not moving speechless....; when an abulance pulls up i see them pull 2 bodys from the car..... one shure enough was johnny ... the other...... My 6 yearold brother.........
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was this a dream?
was i high?
was i alive?
was i dead?
was i in my bed?
till this day has no cure to the one i best lexcure......
(the next day i see my little brother and i start balling and saying your alive! your alive! I asked him about lthe night before
and about johney.... He says who is johney and no silly-billy im not dead and he said whats the matter with you?....
i go tell my mom the story and she says who is johney?........ And you must of had a bad dream dear...... I tell her ill be back later....... I decided to go to johneys house and see what had hapned... i drove right pass the crash site and i saw a bunch of broken glass and shit in the street... well i arive at johneys house i knocked on the door and was yelling "Johney open up!".....
the door opned up. an elderly couple was looking at me and the man said "can i help you?" And i said "hi im here to see Johney" ... the man looked at his wife and said "Sun there is nobody here but me and my poor old wife. we have lived here for years and nobody by that name has ever been here before" "I....I am sorry." i say..... i leave and go home.....
all i want to know people is what the hell hapned?!?! it seems There never was a Johney but i swear to god that He was "real" and "physical" plz put your comments under my post.....
“Johnney”
This is a true story and scars the shit out of me when I think about it…its 3:40 am now … my ride is not here yet… I knew I couldn’t rely on Johnny’s clumsy ass! I knew I should of drove home the other night from the hangover Johnny and I have been friends… Continue reading “Johnney”
“Johney”
this is a true story and scars the crap out of me when i think about it…its 3:40 am now … my ride is not here yet… I knew i couldnt rely on Johneys clumsy a$$! I knew i should of drove home the other nite from the hangover Johney and i have been friends… Continue reading “Johney”