Q4-LA

=Short Story Unit: My Short Story= = = = =

** Food Apocalypse ** ** By: Ethan Danke **

BAM! The noise woke me up. I reached for my gun when I heard “ We found it! we found it!” and instantly I knew what was happening. After getting dressed I hurried into the “War Room” to listen to the report. When I entered I saw three people standing around the table. “It’s in the old Food processing factory,” Zach was saying, “We saw the place, but it’s guarded by all sorts of food.” This was good news, until Sam told us about the different foods. “The biggest problem are the apples and mashed potatoes, but we should be fine if we can get around them,”said Sam. “How many are there?” asked Johnson. “About thirty altogether,” Sam replied, “But I can take them all.” “Don’t get overconfident,” I said. All three of them jumped, I guess they didn’t know I was there. “ Give us a warning next time Derek, you scared us all,” said Sam. “Sorry, I heard you guys come in so I thought I’d hear what you had to say.”

We left the safe house at dawn and while going down the street we were signaled to stop. I looked over the car and saw a giant carrot ( strong as the african lion) in our way. Johnson went up behind it and shot it and we moved forward. We made it down the road and didn’t run into anything else except some more carrots.we came to a big forest of wheat and decided to stop because it is too dangerous to go through because it was so late.

The next morning we went through the forest and had to kill a radish (like a rhino). We also saw some carrots fighting each other so we finished them off. When we arrived on the other side it was night because Sam got caught in some Spaghetti (basically a spider) and we had to kill it and cut him loose. We spent half the night in an abandoned hardware store.

We set out at midnight and got to a large bridge that had an even bigger radish then in the forest that almost pushed me off. Johnson and Sam managed to blow the radish off the bridge with a small explosion from some C4. Then we got into the business district Zach got hit by some juice from an orange (like a bear) I stabbed with my knife. Grapes (like man-eating rabbits) saw us and Sam shot them with his gun. “I hate fruit,” he said as he cut the last one in half with his machete. That night Sam was keeping watch when a hamburger bit him on the leg because he fell asleep.

“Yesterday was a failure, Sam got bit and you were almost blinded,” Johnson was saying to Zach as I woke up. He was on a complaining rant. “Stupid food catchin me off guard all day long,” Sam who was in a splint now wasn’t happy either. I got up and said I was going to go check out how far we had to go. Halfway up the building I heard it. It was loud and angry from how fast it was running. On the top of the building I saw a giant broccoli (like a T-Rex) running after someone. The person had a big machine gun and couldn’t run real fast. I would have taken a shot, but the broccoli got shot by the guy who tripped and killed it.

“Guys we got to get through this building!” I yelled as I ran back. “Why?” Zach asked, “are we almost there.” “No, but I saw someone take down a giant piece of broccoli.” They all followed me through the building to the street on the other side. When we got to the broccoli we made sure it was dead, but we couldn’t find the guy who killed it. “I’m gonna check this building for him,” said Zach. Suddenly an apple (similar to a tiger) jumped over a car at us and knocked me and Johnson over. Sam would have no chance getting away after being bit in the leg. Then a barrage of bullets hit the apple and killed it instantly. The mystery man had returned. “Your friend there has been bit hasn’t he,” the man asked pointing at Sam. “How did you know?” I inquired. “That apple wouldn’t have found you so easily if he hadn’t been bit,” he replied as he helped Sam to his feet, “The bite releases a pheromone that can’t be gotten rid of.” Me and the man talked (his name is Fred) and he decided to come with us. We set up camp and I kept watch and saw an orange, but it didn’t come close enough for me to shoot.

The next day we made it to the area the factory was. After planning how to get there, we moved forward and then saw the mashed potatoes (like a small hill) coming at us. Zach and Fred started shooting at it, but nothing was happening. “We have to stop that thing!” I yelled. Suddenly Sam ran forward and pulled a grenade off of Johnson and threw it at the mashed potatoes blowing it to pieces. We all were celebrating when an apple suddenly jumped at Sam. The apple and Sam fell off the overpass to the road below. The shock was so great we all didn’t move, until Johnson went to look down. “He’s dead,” Was all he could say. We moved to the ground after getting off the overpass and took shelter in a building. Fred watched the door as we set up camp.

Zach went on a scouting mission to get back Sam’s body, and we had a short funeral. “He probably would have got dragged off,” Fred said after the funeral. On the way there we saw only a carrot that stood no chance. We were in the general area of the factory so Zach and I went on top of a building to check it out. “There it is,” Zach pointed it out to me so we went down and explained the situation. “Nothing to big is in the way,” I explained while the guys checked their equipment, “the only problems are the large group of grapes and apples, Me and Johnson will enter and make for the tower.” We moved in a line doing a charge and opened fire on the food. The noise was horribly loud, but we got to the gate. While Johnson and I got inside the others made a diversion that could be heard for miles around.

Once we were in we started to move toward the main complex. We went through the largest part the actual factory. We looked down because the noise of the machines working and we heard voices. There were some kind of people producing more of themselves. They were made of food and walked and talked like people. “Finish that one up the guards are saying some humans are outside,” said one to the other. “Real humans or are you pulling my leg?” the second asked. “No for real this time,” said the first, “you know how dangerous they can be.” We moved on hoping we wouldn’t get seen.

Our luck lasted even when we got to the main complex. We moved toward the tower, the fight was still going on outside so we tried not to worry. “Let’s go through that door up there,” Johnson whispered in my ear. The door had weird writing on it, but we went through anyway. This was some type of laboratory or morgue based on the dead bodies. We move through the room very quietly and saw the dead food pile outside Zach and Fred were now not fighting, but it looked like they were hiding from something. “Lets keep going this place smells.” Johnson whispered to me.

We were at the tower elevator when they came. The food people found us in the hallway leading to the tower. They pulled guns and started to shoot at us, Johnson threw me into the elevator and closed the door. Bullets pierced the doors and I dived out of the way. I don’t know what happened to him. The elevator stopped suddenly. The food people must have an override switch to stop the elevator. I climbed out through the service door and climbed slowly up the shaft. The elevator started to drop as I stepped off to climb. I looked down and saw the elevator stop and start to come back up. The elevator service door was still open so I readied my gun and jumped on top. I aimed the gun at the hole and jumped in. Johnson was lying on the floor in serious pain. I quickly dropped to his side, “It’s okay, they only nicked me.” “Are you sure you’re alright?” I asked as looked at the wound on his shoulder. “ I’m better off those food people,” he replied “I killed two of them and shot the third in the leg.” “ Let me get the cure from the tower, and you stay here,” I told him.

The door opened and I stepped out. I didn’t see anything except the podium in the middle. The cure was in a glass case on the podium, but I still couldn’t see anything else. I moved toward it and was three feet away when the lights flipped on. There was no escape for me the food people had surrounded me and were pointing guns at me. I knew what was coming and I pointed my gun at the cure and fired.

Suddenly it was all light. What was that noise...beep...Beep...BEEP! I opened my eyes and saw my room. It was all a dream. I looked out the window and saw the sun and the trees. “What a weird dream,” I said out loud. I looked out the window and the world was back to normal. That really was a weird dream.


 * What skills and ideas did I learn from doing this project? What did I learn I can do well? What do I need to work on? **

I learned how to use my creativity to create a story. I learned I am good at creating suspense. I need to work on finding names for my characters.

=**Wordle Activity: My Wordle** =




 * What skills and ideas did I learn from doing this project? What did I learn I can do well? What do I need to work on? **

I found out that I can create art out of word combinations. I learned I am good at choosing colors for this kind of project. I need to work on the use of proper words.

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 * What skills and ideas did I learn from doing this project? What did I learn I can do well? What do I need to work on? **

I found that I can create a mood through pictures and music. I can find good pictures and music that fit together. I need to find better ways to fit my own items in these kinds of videos.