If someone I don't know is being extremely nice I always think there's some kind of catch or something lol

by Anonymous 14 years ago

Hahah.

by Anonymous 14 years ago

@ OP: Awww, you look so lost, here let me drive you home in my unmarked van and have some candy too for the ride.

by Anonymous 14 years ago

Gee, thanks!

by Anonymous 14 years ago

I sense this post has a story behind it, are we going to hear about it? (Or perhaps it's just a random observation you've always had and never-you-mind). But in all seriousness, no, come into my van. I have puppies and Oompa-Loompas. I don't think Oinky-poo can beat that.

by Anonymous 14 years ago

Nah, no stories, just observation. Into the van I go!

by Anonymous 14 years ago

Can we hear a story anyway? *everyone gathers 'round Rocky, sitting in a semi-circle in their PJs, they look on with excitement*

by Anonymous 14 years ago

Okay... One day, I was walking down the street, on my way to work. It was a sunny day so I whistled, there was a happy stride in my step because I had gotten a good night's sleep and had a wonderful breakfast of french toast and an omelette. One thing I was not looking forward to was a lecture that seemed imminent after the memo I received from my boss the night before, but I pushed that out of mind for now. The streets were crowded with people who seemed depressed, but I didn't let them dampen my mood. I was wearing a nice long jacket that I'd received as a gift a few weeks ago, and underneath were my dressy work clothes--slacks, a white shirt and tie. Suddenly I was overwhelmed with the city sounds. The din of the crowd seemed to be swelling. So I pulled out my iPod and put on my headphones. Then I started listening to "Here Comes the Sun" by The Beatles. It was going to be a good day. But then I felt something go wrong. My wallet suddenly fell out (continued)

by Anonymous 14 years ago

MORE! MORE! MOAR!

by Anonymous 14 years ago

of my pocket and into the road. At first I felt shocked, then I freaked out and rushed into the side of the road to see where it had gone. Bending near the curb, I saw that it landed near the storm drain. It was very close to falling in. Scared but relieved, I leaned over to pick it up...and at that exact moment a passing car clipped me barely, but hard enough to make me stumble. And my foot knocked my wallet into the storm drain! Now I really panicked. I yanked my headphones out of my ears and The Beatles cut off. I could feel a lot of strangers staring at me, wondering what on Earth this random guy was doing freaking out, peering into a storm drain, but I didn't care. I looked into the thing, trying to spot my wallet somewhere. It was nowhere to be seen. A million thoughts went through my mind in a split second. So many important things were in that wallet, money aside. My social security card, credit cards, and other personal information. Not to mention (continued)

by Anonymous 14 years ago

*looks on diligently and wonders if he, himself, can continue the story*

by Anonymous 14 years ago

the wallet itself was like a $60 gift. And this might make me late to work, and I did NOT want that. I HAD to get it back somehow. But instead of bursting into action, I just stood there stupidly for another minute, staring into the darkness. [Someone continue it lol]

by Anonymous 14 years ago

Tick-tock-tick-tock. Time was wearing out its welcome. "There's just nothing I can do about it at this point. Why worry about something you can't control," I thought to myself. "Just go to work and deal with the problems that come with a lost wallet then. We'll cross that bridge once we come to it, as they say." Of course I didn't let my rational part of the mind do the moving. In a fit of rage I paced in circles around the nearby sidewalk. Basically everyone stared for about ten steps -- until they blended into the rest of the 9-5 crowd. I jumped back onto the street. As I bent down, a car came to a screeching halt to my left. A woman with auburn hair assertively got out of the car and stood face-to-face with me. "Is your name Rocky? I've been searching a long time for you," she said. I stood there, silent.

by Anonymous 14 years ago

Nice story xD I'd continue but I have no imagination or creativity whatsoever

by Anonymous 14 years ago

Continue it, I purposly left it open for the next writer. You don't need to maintain the same style or genre -- you don't need to even be good, it's about the beauty behind a bunch of random people from different countries coming together to create art.

by Anonymous 14 years ago

Incedio, continue it! It's at such a moment of suspense!

by Anonymous 14 years ago

And I think we're all dying to know who and why that auburn-haired woman knows the main character.

by Anonymous 14 years ago

Yeah definitely.

by Anonymous 14 years ago

I wanna know! Moar Moar!

by Anonymous 14 years ago