It Came To Life
Writing was a hobby of Greg’s and one that he didn’t take too serious but her rather enjoyed, he mostly made up monsters and gave them abilities so they could fight back the humans in his short stories that never understood them. One day as he was writing one of his stories after a long day at his office job to take his mind of the stressful work he had brought home with him he began typing up a story of a monster that ate office work, silly yes and he knew it but that’s what he wanted. As he was typing though the power went out, great another thing to stress over! Greg got up from his chair but as he did his computer began flickering and shaking, the words that he had written started pouring out of the screen and a large cat like monster with computer coding as it’s fur stood before Greg.
Greg hadn’t quite finished describing the monster but he knew the creature before him was the one he was writing in his short story, as much as he loved the things he created he couldn’t help be terrified as the beast was the size of a rhino. The cat like creature yowled and began causing chaos within his house, knocking over his furniture all while sniffing the air as it seemed to be looking for something. Greg knew immediately what the monster was looking for and became pale, he had to get to his suitcase before the cat beast did but how was he going to do that without looking suspicious? As Greg thought the monster tore more of the house apart and was getting closer to the suitcase, at this point there was no time for thinking so Greg rushed over toward the front door where his suitcase was and grabbed it rushing out the front door hoping the beast wouldn’t follow but with his luck it did.
As the monster came running towards Greg knocking lamps and vases over the beast busted through the front entrance, as it’s paw reached for Greg and his suitcase his life flashed before his eyes and what Greg had thought was real had suddenly became a dream. Greg jolted in his chair blinking his eyes a couple of times realizing he had fallen asleep at his computer desk while writing, rubbing his eyes Greg sighed and figured tonight would not be a good time to write maybe instead he would watch a movie and do his work instead.