The Cloudpeople
They stare down on you from the sky. Always watching. Always waiting for when you turn away. She tried to warn everyone. And then they came for her dog.
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Written August 1998
I turned this in three consecutive years in high school English and got A's all three times. ^_^ I got the idea en route on a return trip from Jersey. I spent half the trip in silence staring up at the fluffy white clouds and the evil people that live in them.
I like this story. This was the first thing I ever wrote that I truly loved how it came out. I don't write many short stories, but I think this is the best of them. I love writing about disturbed children.