Today is 20-10 so I picked 20% of this fabulous read.
“Group number two, please step forward.”
“I can’t do this, I can’t do this. Get your fucking hands off of me I’m not going to get my head bit off too!” Ricky was screaming. Todd had hold of him and was dragging him to stand before the towering, blood slavering monster blocking the only way out.
Hello hello everyone!
I let Random.org select a page, and it selected page 105 (though since the last sentence continues in 106, a bit of that page is here as well).
As Arlo got closer, he realized the “cliff” was actually just a massive wedge of rock embedded in the hillside. At most it was ten feet above the ground. It looked much higher because the mountain sloped away from it, revealing the whole valley. Climbing up beside his sister, Arlo could see the town of Pine Mountain below: the flat roof of the school, the church steeples, the gas station sign. Everything looked tiny, like the buildings of a model train.
This is not as bad as it looks.
Okay, it’s almost as bad, but there is one tiny silver lining that you may not pick up on right away – I’m wearing my very best socks. On any other day that a red cap decided to steal my boots, I’d be chasing after him in dirty socks with holes in the toes.
But on this day, I had my clean socks on.