Both written in 2005. Um, may be disturbing to some.... I was a little screwed up when I wrote these.

Termites

Johnothan Herber arrived at the old house. It looked like something out of a horror movie. The bushes, trees, and weedy grass were all horribly overgrown and eating the surrounding land. The house itself was an unspeakable mess as well. There were grafitti tags, boarded up windows, grime, dust, mildew,and dirt everywhere. The door swung in the light breeze hanging on a rusty hinge. Johnothan ventured through the bramble of plants to see the house in all its rotting glory. Jhonothan worked for the state, inspecting houses no one had lived in for years and making plans for renovation. He stared at the house disgustedly.

"And it's a wonder why no one's lived here?" he muttered sarcastically as he made his way to the house's door, making notes on the house's poor condition as he went. This one was definitely going to have to be bulldozed. He made his way inside, taking great caution with every step. He saw holes on the walls and termites scurrying about the door frames, walls, and floor. Spiders scuttled beneath the floor boards and a few moths fluttered about. Johnothan gave a disapproving look and took some more notes. The state would be crazy to not demolish this $h!t-hole. The floor had gaping holes rimmed with rot, decay, and fungus that Johnothan could smell in the air. His nose wrinkled in disgust as he scribbled down more inspection notations.

Johnothan felt his stomach squelch in hunger. He left the house and went to his car. The tangles of plant life weren't all that bad, so he grabbed the bagged lunch his wife had made him, and sat on the house's stoop. The sun made all the greens in the yard glow and Johnothan ate peacefully. While eating, there was a little speck of something on his sandwhich. He attempted to get it off, and when he couldn't he shrugged and scarfed his sandwich. He completed his inspection around three and returned home.

At home, him and his wife at a nice meal around six. She had to get up early the next day and Johnothan had a few things to fill out on his inspection papers, so they kissed and she went to bed. While touching up his papers, he felt a sort of tingly itch in his belly. He scratched at his stomach, but found it was inside of him! He panicked a little bit, but dismissed it and kept working. After working for about half an hour more, he felt it again, but more this time. It wasn't just his belly, it was his whole torso, tickling and tingling with an undescribable itch. He scratched madly, and then the itching stopped. The itch was replaced with an acidic burning, as if someone had poured acid into him. He could feel his insides disappearing slowly. He gritted his teeth in pain, grunting. The burning continued and Johnothan was officially panicked.

He ran to his room where his wife slept. He shook her awake.

"Wake up! Wake up!" he pleaded.

"What is it, hun?" she muttered sleepily.

"I don't know! You've got to help me!"

Waking up a little more, she listened to Johnothan's description of the feeling inside him.

"It's probabaly indigestion," she said. Johnothan was quite a portly fellow who was quite prone to heart burn and indigestion. "Take some pepto bismol," she suggested.

"It doesn't feel like that!" he complained.

"Well, John, I don't know what to tell you," she said sleepily frustrated.

Johnothan then remembered the speck on his sandwhich. His eyes widened in horror. What if that was what was burning his insides?

"Oh my god," Johnothan said, "I think I'm being eaten alive by termites!"

"John, please," his wife said unbelievingly. "Tremites don't eat people, they eat wood!"

Feeling defeated, but still panicked, Jhonothan went back to his little study. The burning tickle was spreading to his neck, arms, and legs now. He grazed his skin uncomfortably. Then, he saw an insect pop through his skin. His eyes widened in horror. He tried to scream, but no sound came. He felt something gnawing on his vocal chords. Then it hit him: he was being eaten alive by termites!

By morning, Johnothan Herber was nothing but a skeleton. Mrs. Herber, thinking Johnothan had gone to work, didn't bother checking on him. She made some toast. Before she ate it, she noticed a few specks on it, but brushed them out of her mind. She then took a big, crunchy bite of toast...

School Lunch

Heidi couldn't wait to get to school, it was after all her first day. She was going into her Freshman year of high school. She hoped to make a new friend. Heidi sure loved making new friends. Her favorite thing to do at school was to eat lunch with new friends. Every year she made new friends and then lost them for one reason or another, year after year. It happened so often that it didn't effect her at all anymore.

When Heidi got to school, she looked at the piece of yellow paper taped to the library door telling her which room to go to for her advisory class to get her schedule. Since her last name was Klere she looked to the letter K and saw the numbers 503 in the room number column. Pulling her student planner from her bag, she looked to the map of the school for direction. The classroom was at the far end of the school. She decided she'd better get a move on so she wouldn't be late. As she stood in front of the classroom, a few other students appeared and hovered in the area near the door. A girl walked by Heidi and stood next to her.

"Hi," Heidi greeted. "My name's Heidi."

"I'm Janie." The two girls began talking and agreed to meet at lunch in the middle of the eating area. Heidi was very happy.

At lunch, the two met in the middle of the eating area as planned.

"Hey, could you help me find a bathroom?" Heidi asked Janie.

"Yeah, I think there's one near the cafeteria," Janie said.

"Alright!" Heidi replied and off they went.

The two entered the bathroom. The bathroom was empty, and Hiedi locked the door. Janie looked at Heidi quizzically, but ignored it. Heidi approached Janie and bit her neck. Janie screamed. Heidi bit her jugular vein and killed her. She ravenously bit off chunks off meat from Janie's limp body, licking blood off her lips every so often. Ater about forty five minutes, the bell rang to go back to class, but Heidi still wasn't finished eating. She ignored the bell and continued chomping. After about another forty five minutes, she was full and done and all that remained of Janie were gory bones and clothing.

Heidi scooped up all the bones and attempted to flush them down the toilet, knowing it wouldn't work. She did this so the overflowing toilet water would rinse the floor of blood. Heidi then brought a hammer from her bag and crushed the bones into a powder and flushed them down the sink. She washed her mouth and hands of Janie's essence and went to her next class.

eep. those were...gory. lol. but its def. not ur best work, u can do much better!

:blink: Eh, freaky. I thought the first one was very good, but the second just seemed strange...even if a bit cliche.

Both stories were great, and I loved the way you kept the suspence in the first story about the termites. Um... the second story seemed like you were in a rush to get to the core of the story and that made it seem a little off, like with her crushing the bones, it was hard to think of it as being maybe even a little realistic. All in all, I like both stories. Keep it up.

very good ideas, but you can have better descriptions. Keep writing please!