0% found this document useful (0 votes)
5 views3 pages

World War 3

Copyright
© © All Rights Reserved
We take content rights seriously. If you suspect this is your content, claim it here.
Available Formats
Download as PDF, TXT or read online on Scribd
0% found this document useful (0 votes)
5 views3 pages

World War 3

Copyright
© © All Rights Reserved
We take content rights seriously. If you suspect this is your content, claim it here.
Available Formats
Download as PDF, TXT or read online on Scribd
You are on page 1/ 3

WORLD WAR 3

The afternoon of a Friday was muggy. When the flying birds


sped by Kobe, he was leaving the school grounds. All in a
rush to be somewhere in time for a significant event.
Naturally, he had that thinking. Then, out of nowhere, a
bright object with an oval-shaped spider-like body
materialised. It descended onto the school field as swiftly as it
had appeared to. The door suddenly shot open, and
dinosaur-like people with odd-looking weapons marched out.

While some students fled for their lives, the neighbouring


pupils observed in quiet. These dinosaur aliens were coated in
a very unpleasant liquid. They looked horribly nasty. When
more of these ships arrived, the aliens suddenly started
shooting at us.

He was unable to digest or think about this knowledge, so he


and his buddies simply fled towards the school grounds. Kobe
thought the constant firing of rounds to be so deafening that
he was on the verge of passing out. The fire brigade,
ambulance, police vehicles and vans all sped by, while
sounding their sirens. He then dived and jumped into the
city's hidden bunker, where every last survivor was. Just
then, he saw that his companions had vanished and had most
probably been killed by the aliens. His eyes started to mist
up. When his mother yelled "KOBE! MY SON" just when he
thought that he had lost everything, Kobe ran to meet her.
He gave her a big embrace and told her everything, including
how he ended up inside the bunker.

When a different voice yelled Kobe's name, he was urinating


in the recycler. He carefully pours out the remaining liquid,
pulls up his pants, and goes to see who it was. Franklin was
there. He had watery eyes. They were both excited to meet
one another.

"I had you on the phone," "You know what's going on?" he
asks.
"Aliens have attacked planet Earth, and our buddies are no
longer living," Kobe retorted.
- Franklin bursts into tears.

Franklin, a 6'2" man, was gaudy but strong. The abandoned


child of a climate refugee, he had a traumatising childhood.
With his ropey delts, traps, bis, and tris, he was the total
deal. Blonde hair that is messed up and blue eyes. A little
while later, Franklin was asked whether he wanted to eat
noodles by Kobe.
He calls out, "Come over."
Franklin makes a head motion. “No.”
"The end of the world is near," Franklin laughs
“Really.” It's not amusing. I am not kidding.
"I'm sure you are, This whole thing could be a huge smoothie
cover-up. Perhaps the aliens are in control. Perhaps there
isn't much time left.”
“Maybe.” Kobe's eyes are now also misting up.
Kobe continues, "Tell me something. Will you eat if you
believed that this was it and that all of humanity would perish
by tomorrow?”
“Since we don't know what will happen, the answer is
probably yes.”
"Okay, then eat this."

They all consumed noodles. But a short while later, two


aliens who were robots rather than dinosaurs opened the
door.

You might also like