Shadrach

Shadrach

34.4K Reads 2.4K Votes 45 Part Story
B. Melichor By melichor Completed

1987: I had nothing good to say about the time I lived in. I was bored. I wanted something new to happen, but, surely I would have picked boredom over my neighbor's death, or the monster loose in the cold Northwestern night. 
    
    This isn't some "careful what you wish for" cautionary tale. I just want to tell you what happens when you're a complete IDIOT, as I was when I decided to take on a mystery I wasn't cut out for, or when I put all my trust in some baseball player too coked up to remember my name. 
    
    I should have trusted my friends who told me I was nothing but an ambitionless stoner, I'm sure my high school experience would have been so much better if I just stuck to that. But wouldn't you know, little Marcia here thought it would be "fun" to play detective. 
    
    WINNER OF THE WATTY'S 2016 WRITER'S DEBUT! I also showed it to a friend once and she said it was "not too bad".

5Chey5 5Chey5 Jul 16
@melichor Thanks! Sorry, I don't keep replying on the comment thread, I'm having trouble replying to comments.
the way you're putting down Marcia tells me you don't have much self-esteem either, Fe-Fe
Morrigana89 Morrigana89 Jul 19
Fantastic start. I'm really looking forward to reading more of this. I graduated in '89, so the setting of the story intrigues me. Your grasp of grammar and sentence flow, along with great character development make the story easy to read.
This is a great story thus far. I liked how you added a little suspense with not telling your readers what the thing in the tank was. Awesome!
5Chey5 5Chey5 Jul 20
@Tegan_newt I think I'm on chapter 5... I've been super busy :(
5Chey5 5Chey5 Jul 16
Now I feel so spoiled that I don't drink tap water.... But it's grayish and it tastes weird...