User blog:Fancyplanty/Leaving

It was a stormy night. Everything is shrouded in but darkness. Only occasional lightings can be seen, and it strikes fear to my shivering heart.

I walked alone. Strived against the storm. My name is. Or at least it's what I can remember.

After the tiring, bone-chilling venture, I gazed upon a shack. "I will take a shelter there" I thought. It was a foodshack, very old looking shack with a very dim lighting. I had no choice but sheltering there. The shack keeper was an old, beardy man. He wore but a thin clothing, barely enough to contain the raging cold on that night. "Aye, kiddo..." he said "..Y'need a warm tea or hot cufee? I'd riccumend da lattur, becus da milk is baad," his voice is quite funny, like an usual old man, but he sounds so dumb. "Who is he?" I thought. "Uhh, neither. I want a warm tea instead." "Tea?" he replied "Aintcha not 'round iere?" his tone was very ominous, his facial expression shows a dead-looking stare. " Yes, I am a traveler." "Owh, holdonaminuet!". He went to take a noxious, green goo, and mix it with a smelly water that I doubt healthy. "And hou du yu liek ur brainz?" he asked. Brains? Is this guy mad?

The storm subdued. Stars were scattered in the sky. The moon shone bright. "Raw or grilld?" he asked again. Thanks to the moonlight, I was able to take a more detailed vision of that "old" man. His left arm is missing, with his bone visible. His teeths are splintered. His jaw drops beyond normal. His skin is so dark and pale. I realized one thing - he is an undead! My heart pounded so hard that it hurts. Much to my horror, that old zombie yelled "Hiz aliev! He haz brainz!". I stepped back, and he crawled closer. "BRAAAINZ!" he said. When he jumped at me, I saw a green, tennis ball-sized pea. It hit the zombie so hard that his head dropped to the ground. He was defeated. "Are you okay?" I heard a voice from behind. Sounded trumpet-y, but it relieved me. The sun rose. I turned back and saw a leafy creature. "A plant!" I gasped. The plant replied, "I'll take that as yes! Why are you here?" "I decided to leave my neighborhood for a vacation. Can't believe I met an undead, and a talking plant" I realized what I just saw. "A TALKING PLANT!"

"You looks so hungry, tired, and sleepless. Why don't you meet my friend David? I think he has some tacos to share with you. Oh, my name's Jack. I am a peashooter." the leavy creature talked. "Yes, let's go. And my name is " I agreed, and we walked toward a crazy-looking house...