TOY STORE SCRIPT....

 

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Toy Hunt Adventures

INT. TOY FACTORY - DAY

James, Aaron, and Sara, three excited kids, enters a huge toy store with wide-eyed anticipation.

JAMES

(looking around)

Alright, team! We've got a mission today: find the coolest toys in the whole store!

AARON

(nodding)

Roger that, Captain James! Let's split up and reconvene at the giant stuffed animals section.

The trio disperses, exploring different sections of the store.

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INT. ACTION FIGURE AISLE - DAY

James examines superhero action figures, while Aaron and Sara browse nearby.

JAMES

(excitedly)

Guys, check these out! Superheroes with real action poses!

Here’s Spiderman! Batman! Hulk! Superman! Whoa!

AARON

(looking at a figure)

I want superman! He can fly and shoot lasers from his eyes!

SARA

(teasingly)

Aaron, you just like superman because he's wearing a cape.

AARON

(defensive)

Well, capes are cool!

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INT. DOLL SECTION - DAY

Sara picks up barbie doll from the shelf, examining it with interest.

SARA

Barbie is so pretty! Look at her dress, guys. I wish I could wear something like that.

JAMES

(teasing)

Sara, you’ll have to where all pink clothes like barbie

SARA

(smiling)

Ok, fine, James! Let's find something for you, too.

CUT TO:

INT. LEGO SECTION - DAY

The trio gathers in the LEGO section, marveling at the colorful displays.

AARON

(grinning)

I could build a whole city with these!

JAMES

(pointing)

Hey, look at that massive LEGO castle! We should get it.

SARA

(raising an eyebrow)

Do we have room for a giant castle in our rooms?

JAMES

(smiling)

We'll make room! It's a must-have for our secret toy headquarters.

CUT TO:

INT. CHECKOUT COUNTER - DAY

The kids approach the cashier with their chosen toys in hand.

CASHIER

(smiling)

Having a good time, kiddos?

JAMES

(nodding)

The best! We're starting a toy collection.

AARON

(grinning)

Yeah, with lots and lots of toys!

SARA

(laughing)

With mostly superhero’s, apparently.

As the cashier rings up their purchases, the kids share a triumphant high-five.

FADE OUT.

Rebekah scenario

 INT. DARK BASEMENT ROOM

Rebekah wakes up gasping for breath and coughing. Not realizing what happen to her, she rubs the back of her head just to discover blood on hands. Rebekah begins to panic.

                REBEKAH

    What is this? Where am I?

        (Starts crying)

Rebekah looks around the dark crimson room looking for a exit. She starts coughing more gasping for breath, covering her nose from the horrid smell.

DARK CORNER ROOM

Light in room flickers on and off appearing in the corner a dingy torn up teddy bear.

Rebekah stares towards the dark corner thens slowly tries to get up.

                REBEKAH

        (Cries in agony)

    Ouch! It hurts

Looks around the room again before standing completing up from the floor.

                REBEKAH

    (Wiping tears from her eyes after standing, next takes step and falls again.)

    I can't move!

        (Yelling)

    Somebody, anybody there? Help Me!

Rebekah realize that no one is there and she may be in real trouble. Fear overcoming her body to stiffness, then she looks back over towards the dark corner where the bear lies.

        (Rebekah crawls on all fours towards the teddy bear disgusted at the loathsome floor)

Once she crawled to the corner and grabs the teddy bear, Rebekah claps the corner with the bear on her lap squeezing it.

        (She begins to cry)

Hours maybe days have passed as Rebekah continually fades in and out of consciences. Waking up over and over again with the one eyed teddy bare rested in her arms.

                REBEKAH

        (Starts talking to the bear)

    How many days have I been here? Seems like you are my only friend here. I should give you a name.

        (Stares hard at the teddy bear)

    Mmmh! who did you belong to originally? Maybe they gave you a name, but i dont see a name on you.

        (Stares off toward the dark ceiling)

    Was there others down here?

        (Looks back towards the bear)

    How did they get out of here. Who ever was here before Mr. One Eye.

        (Starts to smile)

    That's it! your name is Mr. Eye

        (Sighs sadness as she starts to tear up again.)

    I'm losing it, talking to a teddy bear! Why is this happening to me. Why haven't know one search for me yet?

Suddenly the door slowly creeps open and in slips an impeccably dressed man, his face partially covered.

                REBEKAH

        (Jumps in sudden scare as the door open)

    Who's There?

The un-descriptive man stands in the open doorway making a silhouette from the blinding light outside of the dark room.

Rebekah's captor stare at her with relentless terror. Rebekah's then begins to panic.

                REBEKAH

        (Starts shaking)

    What do you want? Why am i here?

The un-descriptive man leaves the room and slams the door behind him. Rebekah's burst out a drastic scream and then starts crying.

            FADE BLACK:

INT. DARK BASEMENT DOOR

The un-descriptive man steps up towards the shallow door and reaches for the door handle but never opens it. As he hears mellow whisper coming from the other side of the door he pulls his head closer to the door and listens.

                CAPTOR

        (He pulls a hideous grin on his face and starts to chuckle.)

    hmmmhhmmmhmmm!

Sudden he opens the door to the basement and stands there searching for his prey. But the room is total darkness and the whispers ends.

Darkness consumes the room until suddenly a reflective gleam of two eyeballs appear in the dark corner of the room. The Captor stares at it as the eyeballs stare shallowly back at him.

                CAPTOR

        (Takes a step forward inside the room)

    There you are! You cannot hide.

                REBEKAH

        (Starts to breath heavily as she is nervous, then starts to whimper)

    ehhmmm

                CAPTOR

        (Make another horrid grin on his face)

    I hope you are being a good girl. Who are you talking to i can hear you whisper.

        (Voice is very screech but settled calm)

                REBEKAH

        (She suddenly remains quiet)

    No one! When can i go home?

                CAPTOR

        (Gives her a death stare)

    hmmm

                REBEKAH

        (She stares back with tired dried eyes)

    You can't keep me here!

        (Her voice changes with confident and firmness)

The un-descriptive captor steps back outside of the door continues to stare and taunt her. Suddenly a door bell rings from far outside the house but loud enough to be heard in the basement room.

                REBEKAH

        (Gasp in breather, surprised as she heard the doorbell)

    Wait, help!

The Captor quickly shuts and lock the basement door again.

Rebekah leaps up from the corner in desperation and runs towards the door. The moment she reaches the door it's already shut and lock in.

                REBEKAH

        (Bangs on the door desperately with her fist and feet, screaming)

    Help me, somebody can you hear me! He's got me trapped down here. Help...

Rebekah cries and screams but no one hears her, all her efforts of banging and shouting is futile because the basement seem so far down in the house and the door wall is so thick and solid. But Rebekah tries not to give up so she continues to jerk and pull on the door handle as hard as she can. Suddenly something pops from outside of the door. Like the door hatch wasn't lock tight enough.

                REBEKAH

        (Stops everything and listens)

    Is someone there?

No Sound. She tries to pull the door again, the door cracks open. Then Rebekah hears very low volume of voices and moaning beyond the crack door. She remains very quiet.

                REBEKAH

        (Peaks outside of the crack door then pulls the door open inch by inch as it makes creaking noises)

    Shhh, come on we can escape.

        (She whispers to herself also holding on to her one-eyed teddy bear.)

    What's going on the other side though. I gotta get out of here

        (She whispers to herself)

The moaning and banging noise from outside the walls surrounds Rebekah as she creeps up the hallway.

She walks barefoot on the rough floorboards making subtle cracking noises. She hesitates carefully as she tries not to be heard. Suddenly a loud tore makes way as she leaves the door, she turns around and sees her worn out nightgown caught in the door. Rebekah quickly grabs her clothes from the door, and listens for any noise as she notice its becoming quieter.

                REBEKAH

        (Shaking and trembling)

    Please, please don't let him hear me

        (whispers a prayer)

Desperate to find a way out of this strange, dark place, she makes her way down a hallway, searching for an escape.

Suddenly she hears the familiar grumble, the faint whispering of her captor. And it seems to be getting louder.

                REBEKAH

        (Breathes heavily then tries to hold breath to listen)

    He didn't hear me, he didn't hear me!

She sees another doorway down the hall but it's hard to know where it leads. The hallway is almost just as dark as the room she came from.

                REBEKAH

        (Frozen with terror, she hides in the shadow and whispers a prayer)

    Please God, don't let him hear me.

She hears a creaking sound coming close to here as she stays frozen and quiet. Then she peaks around the doorway looking around for a front or back door. Slowly moving towards a low lighted area and then hears another creaked. Rebekah freeze again and takes a deep breath.

                REBEKAH

        (Freaking out she feels something breathing on the back of her neck.)

    Shit!

Rebekah quickly turns around and sees her captor standing right behind her. As he stares ghastly at her and begins to grins, Rebekah takes off running.

                REBEKAH

        (Runs toward another door)

    Shit, shit

                CAPTOR

        (Grunts)

    Get back here!

                REBEKAH

        (Desperately running then trips over a cord on the floor.)

    Nooo! Stop

As he gets closer he reaches his hands out to grab her, she throws the teddy bear from her hand at his face. Then get back up and starts running to any lighted doorway close by.

He throws the bear off him and runs as fast as he can towards Rebekah almost grabbing her by the hair. Rebekah hearing him run closer and closer to her before she can get to the door, she reactively grabs anything she can grab in her area. She grabs a book and turns around and throws at the captor, directly at his face.

                CAPTOR

        (Hit in face by a book, he grabs his face and scream in rage)

    Ahhh! You bitch. I will kill you.

Rebekah rush forward to grab the door handle closes to her.

                REBEKAH

        (panicking)

    Open up, open up!

The door opens and enters a very bright light! Rebekah quickly exit through the door.

END. TO BE CONTINUE

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Never Bitten PT1

The story begins with Julius, who moves into a new home with his cat, Gee. The setting is South Florida, near the Everglades—a fresh location for Julius to work on his latest script. As a writer for award-winning academic film, Julius seeks inspiration in this quiet, eerie environment.

On the day Julius moves in, he brings only basic equipment, luggage, and furniture from his car into the house. The home is described as simple, flat, and old-fashioned—a very old structure renovated for new tenants. Julius shrugs off its age and remarks to himself, "This is perfect: quiet, roomy, and with just a little ominous feel to it."

The exterior of the house is cloaked in vines and overhanging branches from giant trees, their webs glistening in the sunlight. "This is perfect for us, Gee. Isn't that right, girl?" Julius calls to his cat. Suddenly, Gee bolts across the yard, leaping back into the car as though she were running from something—or being chased.

Julius watches her with concern, stumbling slightly. "Hey, Gee, what's wrong, girl? Why are you running back into the car? This is our new home! Come on, you'll get used to it. It'll be good for both of us."

Determined, Julius continues carrying boxes into the house. As he does, he catches a strange smell in the air. "What's that smell?" he mutters before shrugging it off. Inside, as he walks down the hallway, the silence is broken by the sudden cracking of a wall. Julius pauses briefly but dismisses it and continues toward one of the rooms. Gee, however, follows cautiously, stopping suddenly to stare at a corner where a crack runs along the wall.

From the cat’s perspective, something within the crack seems to breathe—a steady, eerie motion—and stares back at her with a disturbing stillness. Gee hisses, her fur bristling as though something threatening were watching.

"Hey, girl, relax," Julius says, picking her up. "You're just nervous because this place is new. You'll get used to it. I love it here." He soothes her with a pat, then carries her back to the car to unload the remaining boxes.

But the unsettling air of the house lingers, hinting at something more sinister lurking within its walls.

As Julius finished unloading the rest of his belongings from the car, he headed back into the house before sundown. Suddenly, along the stretch of the yard leading into the woods, a rattling noise caught his attention. Curious, Julius placed some boxes by his front door and turned toward the sound, wondering what might be lurking in the woods.

"Gee, girl! Where are you? Where have you run off to?" Julius called out for his cat as he cautiously approached the woods. The closer he got, the less movement he noticed, heightening his curiosity. Silence blanketed the air, and Julius froze as he heard a low hiss that sent chills down his spine.

"MEOW!"

Startled, Julius spun around toward the house and saw Gee calling to him from the doorway.

"She was in the house the whole time," Julius muttered in relief, the chills quickly fading. Without wasting another moment, he hurried back inside, shutting the door firmly behind him.

                                                                                                                                ~to be continue

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3RD PERIOD

1. 

It was 3rd period again, hate this class but I have to go to it. Social studies with Ms. Atlas she was so boring and the class was so large in size.  It was like 30 desks place in columns aligned perfectly every day 5x6, and guess where I had to sit? 2nd row. Well, that's better than 1st row, because you just lost all social status by sitting in the front row, and on top of that, you have to pay attention because you are directly in the peripheral view of Ms. Atlas. Being assigned seats, "middle school controlling everything in our lives", I sat where my name was on the desk. [Nameless], my desk sits a the edge of the 1st column on the 2 rows where I can see the overhead projector board easy. (Ms. Atlas), "Welcome today class, I have rearranged some assigned seats for accommodating reasons, so class please make sure you are all seating in the right chairs today. Some of you will have the same assigned seats, so just make sure you're in the right seat." Looking and double-checking the desk I was sitting at, my name and the assigned seat are the same", nothing to worry about. Then suddenly the guy that usually sits in front of me, caucasian, kind of smell of wet hair but superiorly smart and alert in class. Unlike the rest of us, students just sitting and waiting for class to just be over with. Then suddenly he gets up and switches seats with someone else, someone not expected, who usually sits in the back row of the class. The guy in front of me switched seats with the girl from the back of the class, Jessica! Elite 7th grader, beautiful brown eyes, brown hair brunette girl. With an amazing body, dresses nicely, and smells even nicer. You could smell her as she starts to walk past me, like soft blueberry and vanilla extract candle scent, it was unreal and she was completely out of my league or any other guys in that classroom particularly. Her personality matched her style like I was watching J' Lo's backup dancers. She was a superstar and untouchable, her body curves to where I couldn't even describe. It cast a spell on me when my eyes would follow her arched smooth back slope inward to her small waist then far outward as my eyes traveled down the ass. Hypnotize by the bouncing of each cheek as she walks, the cheeks were perfectly printed in the jeans as if it was her own skin. I couldn't stop looking at her ass, and suddenly she turned towards me and looked into my eyes with a stunning look. It was like her eyes hit my spirit and stunned me as I was being punished but also rewarded at the same time. After catching her eyes beamed on to mines, I suddenly tried to think of what to say but couldn't talk. She kept staring and so I smiled and looked down at my assignment book on my desk. As she was standing right in front of her desk looking fiercely at me still stunned like she was holding my soul by the neck with her eyes. I couldn't breathe or move any further, then by fates luck, Ms. Atlas spoke to here. "Jessica is everything ok with your desk", she turned towards the teacher in front of the class and away from me. Yes, it's fine! Ms. Atlas, "Well have a seat and we will start class then." She throws her bookbag strapped to her back over my head and onto the desk. I gasp in breathe thinking she was going to kill me for the utter disgrace, then I heard a giggle and looked up to see her smile at me while she sits down in her seat. What was that? What did it mean? The anxiety in my bodies was turning me inside out like I was out in deep space.

In Spirit tested by Fire!

by: CJY

• How do I know I was in love, why does it hurts when they leave or move on. Love is not suppose to hurt or cause pain. Why am I in pain?
• Fighting for her heart and maintaining my love for her on a regular basis was/is not a easy job. Working hard for anything should bring success but no amount of hard work should show failure like this on this level. Maybe im not working, or not am i smart, or working for the wrong thing.
• I had to test my self to see where Im at. To see if I was living a lie, or loving a lie, or not really loving at all. Have to shine the light on the darkness to reveal the truth. But how?
• Seeking spirit to find truth, tested the fire to learn of it authenticity. My love for her is real despite of her not loving me back or loving someone else.

Toxic to my poison.

When a flower died from the harshness of winter.
The sun rises flowing in as spring, i think i have a temper.
Aging in sap made of broking hearts.
How do i still see a light beaming,
Even when the deep sea is so dark.
My past became my poison,
Slowly killing me inside out.
My youth tripled in age far past my number, ohh the gout.
Lights are dimmer. Strength is fainting. Bones are collapsing.
The poison started in the mind
Questioning my masculine.
Faith and hope my foundations,
Cannot be stood on any longer.
So i give in to the cureless poison. Submission. I'm not getting any younger.
But there a whisper breaks wind, my eyes are feed with bread of life.
Arise! A quickening jumps my body like a car battery with no life.
A glow, like an aurora shines obviously bright. I have sight.
My strength rises again and the poison starts to loose its might.
As dense my heart was, it begins to fill lite.
My heart beats faster when i have her in my sight.
Is my poisoning weakening, as i start to overcome my feats.
The urge to become stronger, the purpose to reach your goals peak.
Her voice rebuilds a falling temple,
Her presence shines on my hope.
Her scent is my pheromone taste, and toxic gas to the poisons yoke.
My weakness is here strength,
Her sensuality is my sunlight.
A touch electrocutes through the veins lasting through the night.
Thoughts of the image of her in my mind reoccurs every driving miles.
The toxic to the poison that weakens me comes from her lovely smile.