11Apr2016
So me and this buff tough guy in a business suit were driving to this house. As we pulled up you saw all the grounds keepers moving about busily completing their duties for the day before the 'masters of the house' came home. This guy and I were there, broad daylight to steal a particular painting(what i was i dont remember). As we casually walked into the place like we owned it, no one seemed to pay us any mind at all. This house was like white house sized, perfectly manicured lawn, trees and bushes in just the right spot, no dust ever to be seen inside, every light on in the house. There were multiple designs of various carpets for each room, the walls were white. in the center of the house was a round room, that lead to each section of the house. Here the floor had white tiles, white walls lined with a few bookshelves filled with papers and documents, it was almost kind of like a library(except instead of books it was more like a giant office) with 3-4 tables two chairs on A side of the table where you would face towards the main door, and a podium with a small green lamp attached. While broski went off for the painting, I happened to come by the podium and saw a schedule. The schedule read a list of names with 2 columns:days a weeks and hours spend with child. the younger the age, the less amount of time whoever spent time with them was actually there. At the very bottom was a little baby boy named Nathan. He was just a bitty little thing i had imagined cuz his line stated that he received 0 visits a week for 0hrs at a time(essentially he was left all alone all the time except to be changed and fed). I was appalled this, and as i looked up there were 3 females, all had curly hair, blonde, light brown, and dark brown hair, each ones skin tone darker than next also, and they had stopped their work and were staring at me. The looks on their face were almost like they were saying 'must be nice to have enough time to read a whole sheet of paper for fun'. The room he was in was(can you guess it?....) room 12. I had came across a white coat and jacked a stethoscope from a Dr that was filling out paperwork in the hallway and proceeded to this room. Each room had a nanny/security guard at all times monitoring who went in and out of each room. As I reached Nathans room the 'guard' glared at me. "Just need to do a check up" I said. The guard stepped out the way and I went inside. This poor baby had been left all alone when he looked me, he didnt even smile. He just laid there and went back to staring at the side of his crib. I quietly blocked the door to where it couldnt be open, grabbed little Nathan, and jumped out the window(que thug life music for entertainment purposes). It just so happened, it was around the area me and guy were to meet up to retreat back to the car and leave. As we got in the car, he started to drive. "Boss is gunna be happy. I got the --...is that baby?!" He said. "Just shut up and drive." I snapped. "yes ma'am..." He replied.
*shift*
We pulled up to the 'hide out'. It looked like a little utility building from the outside, but when you went through the door, just off to the side were a set of spiraling, black metal steps, that went to a lower bunk house. There were people here and there, in and out, going to and from jobs. The walls were white, in the 4 corners were columns. On 3 of the walls it was nothing but build in bookshelves filled with various types of books. on the 4th wall, it was only half full of books and the bottom half was bare white with a hallway leading to bedrooms. As we approached the boss lady, who was busy doing some paperwork and had her back turned to us, guy said "hey boss, we got that painting you wanted". "Oh good" she said as she turned around, "that'll get us a nice--why do you have a baby?! You know what, never mind, I dont wanna know. just take it to your room, it's your problem." "yes ma'am" i said and walked off to my room. Nathan had been completely quiet up to this point just staring at me. I had held him the whole time, a good hour it seemed, before i laid him on the bed. He smiled the sweetest gummy little smile and the light was slowly returning to his hurt looking eyes. Then, it dawned on me i would need clothes and stuff for him. "Come on little guy" I said, as i picked him back up and headed out the door. "hey boss lady! i'm goin shoppin!" I yelled. "try not to spend your whole paycheck" she said, "actually, knowing you, here's a few extra hundred since i know you're gunna ask anyways".
*shift*
Shopping at the store, i got little vests, some nice button up shirts with little ties, some little dark brown shoes, converse, food, diapers, etc. little man was gunna be gettin all the ladies he was so cute and decked out. As we were leaving a flash of two men sliding down a waterway, where the the exit hole got smaller and smaller came in my mind. As they went down, they went faster and faster, the 2nd guy noticed what was going on and planted his feet to where he wouldnt slide anymore, the first guy ended up going too fast, as to where he couldnt stop himself if tried. He ended up with his feet through the exit hole, and his bones broke and snapped deforming his body and killing him. The image came and went as quickly as it had happened. Before i walked out the door, i looked over to the right, and there was a wall and i saw a pair of feet. I brought the buggy over and as i grabbed the feet and pulled, the body slid out the hole like butter completely deformed, his skin had greyed as if he had been dead for a while. I frowned and started re-arranging his body the was it was suppose to be. Then said "hey buddy, you need to wake up!" in a very stern almost scolding tone. His eyes snapped open and he gasped for air, color returning to his skin. Gasps and murmurs came from behind me and apparently a group of people where watching the whole thing. I pushed a small wave of water to go up(like some how i created a mini wave and sent it against it's natural current), and a bigger wave came back out. I shouted at someone to get me something to send up the hole. Just in case someone else was stuck, and someone handed me a plain metal can. I sent it up, and when it came back a label was now on it reading "next time send a book". "Ok, there's some else in there, we have to get them out. right. now" I said, I looked out the door right as the police, ambulance, and fire dept. shown up, and we started moving bricks, passing them along one by one til the guy could emerge.
*shift*
Then me and my sister were walking and talking about something. We were headed to the back of a building, almost like a backstage, and it was for a sermon of sorts. As we were walking, i stopped and asked "wait. where's mama?" and my sister says, "I think she's some where behind us". I went and turned the corner, and mama was standing on a ramp(kinda like a wheelchair access ramp, but it was for the conjoining storage unit for the main building) facing the wall, talking to herself. "Mama! are you talking to yourself?!" I hollered. She kept muttering and started going up the ramp nodding her head. "Are you answering yourself?" I yelled louder as she kept walking. Again, she kept muttering to herself and nodded. "Well, you're going the wrong way! you need to come back this way crazy" I said. Mama came back down the ramp and said "keep callin me crazy all you want to. I got your number" and we walked over to my sister. "was mama talking to herself again?" my sister asked. "you two keep making fun. just call Sheba. you'll see i'm not crazy! You'll be talking to God too anytime you want"Mama said. "what? yea right" i said. At that same moment my sister started dialing the number from mama's phone going "are you for real?! i wanna do that!" as we proceeded to head inside the building.
So me and this buff tough guy in a business suit were driving to this house. As we pulled up you saw all the grounds keepers moving about busily completing their duties for the day before the 'masters of the house' came home. This guy and I were there, broad daylight to steal a particular painting(what i was i dont remember). As we casually walked into the place like we owned it, no one seemed to pay us any mind at all. This house was like white house sized, perfectly manicured lawn, trees and bushes in just the right spot, no dust ever to be seen inside, every light on in the house. There were multiple designs of various carpets for each room, the walls were white. in the center of the house was a round room, that lead to each section of the house. Here the floor had white tiles, white walls lined with a few bookshelves filled with papers and documents, it was almost kind of like a library(except instead of books it was more like a giant office) with 3-4 tables two chairs on A side of the table where you would face towards the main door, and a podium with a small green lamp attached. While broski went off for the painting, I happened to come by the podium and saw a schedule. The schedule read a list of names with 2 columns:days a weeks and hours spend with child. the younger the age, the less amount of time whoever spent time with them was actually there. At the very bottom was a little baby boy named Nathan. He was just a bitty little thing i had imagined cuz his line stated that he received 0 visits a week for 0hrs at a time(essentially he was left all alone all the time except to be changed and fed). I was appalled this, and as i looked up there were 3 females, all had curly hair, blonde, light brown, and dark brown hair, each ones skin tone darker than next also, and they had stopped their work and were staring at me. The looks on their face were almost like they were saying 'must be nice to have enough time to read a whole sheet of paper for fun'. The room he was in was(can you guess it?....) room 12. I had came across a white coat and jacked a stethoscope from a Dr that was filling out paperwork in the hallway and proceeded to this room. Each room had a nanny/security guard at all times monitoring who went in and out of each room. As I reached Nathans room the 'guard' glared at me. "Just need to do a check up" I said. The guard stepped out the way and I went inside. This poor baby had been left all alone when he looked me, he didnt even smile. He just laid there and went back to staring at the side of his crib. I quietly blocked the door to where it couldnt be open, grabbed little Nathan, and jumped out the window(que thug life music for entertainment purposes). It just so happened, it was around the area me and guy were to meet up to retreat back to the car and leave. As we got in the car, he started to drive. "Boss is gunna be happy. I got the --...is that baby?!" He said. "Just shut up and drive." I snapped. "yes ma'am..." He replied.
*shift*
We pulled up to the 'hide out'. It looked like a little utility building from the outside, but when you went through the door, just off to the side were a set of spiraling, black metal steps, that went to a lower bunk house. There were people here and there, in and out, going to and from jobs. The walls were white, in the 4 corners were columns. On 3 of the walls it was nothing but build in bookshelves filled with various types of books. on the 4th wall, it was only half full of books and the bottom half was bare white with a hallway leading to bedrooms. As we approached the boss lady, who was busy doing some paperwork and had her back turned to us, guy said "hey boss, we got that painting you wanted". "Oh good" she said as she turned around, "that'll get us a nice--why do you have a baby?! You know what, never mind, I dont wanna know. just take it to your room, it's your problem." "yes ma'am" i said and walked off to my room. Nathan had been completely quiet up to this point just staring at me. I had held him the whole time, a good hour it seemed, before i laid him on the bed. He smiled the sweetest gummy little smile and the light was slowly returning to his hurt looking eyes. Then, it dawned on me i would need clothes and stuff for him. "Come on little guy" I said, as i picked him back up and headed out the door. "hey boss lady! i'm goin shoppin!" I yelled. "try not to spend your whole paycheck" she said, "actually, knowing you, here's a few extra hundred since i know you're gunna ask anyways".
*shift*
Shopping at the store, i got little vests, some nice button up shirts with little ties, some little dark brown shoes, converse, food, diapers, etc. little man was gunna be gettin all the ladies he was so cute and decked out. As we were leaving a flash of two men sliding down a waterway, where the the exit hole got smaller and smaller came in my mind. As they went down, they went faster and faster, the 2nd guy noticed what was going on and planted his feet to where he wouldnt slide anymore, the first guy ended up going too fast, as to where he couldnt stop himself if tried. He ended up with his feet through the exit hole, and his bones broke and snapped deforming his body and killing him. The image came and went as quickly as it had happened. Before i walked out the door, i looked over to the right, and there was a wall and i saw a pair of feet. I brought the buggy over and as i grabbed the feet and pulled, the body slid out the hole like butter completely deformed, his skin had greyed as if he had been dead for a while. I frowned and started re-arranging his body the was it was suppose to be. Then said "hey buddy, you need to wake up!" in a very stern almost scolding tone. His eyes snapped open and he gasped for air, color returning to his skin. Gasps and murmurs came from behind me and apparently a group of people where watching the whole thing. I pushed a small wave of water to go up(like some how i created a mini wave and sent it against it's natural current), and a bigger wave came back out. I shouted at someone to get me something to send up the hole. Just in case someone else was stuck, and someone handed me a plain metal can. I sent it up, and when it came back a label was now on it reading "next time send a book". "Ok, there's some else in there, we have to get them out. right. now" I said, I looked out the door right as the police, ambulance, and fire dept. shown up, and we started moving bricks, passing them along one by one til the guy could emerge.
*shift*
Then me and my sister were walking and talking about something. We were headed to the back of a building, almost like a backstage, and it was for a sermon of sorts. As we were walking, i stopped and asked "wait. where's mama?" and my sister says, "I think she's some where behind us". I went and turned the corner, and mama was standing on a ramp(kinda like a wheelchair access ramp, but it was for the conjoining storage unit for the main building) facing the wall, talking to herself. "Mama! are you talking to yourself?!" I hollered. She kept muttering and started going up the ramp nodding her head. "Are you answering yourself?" I yelled louder as she kept walking. Again, she kept muttering to herself and nodded. "Well, you're going the wrong way! you need to come back this way crazy" I said. Mama came back down the ramp and said "keep callin me crazy all you want to. I got your number" and we walked over to my sister. "was mama talking to herself again?" my sister asked. "you two keep making fun. just call Sheba. you'll see i'm not crazy! You'll be talking to God too anytime you want"Mama said. "what? yea right" i said. At that same moment my sister started dialing the number from mama's phone going "are you for real?! i wanna do that!" as we proceeded to head inside the building.
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