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Sunday, October 22, 2006

Brad's Adventures and Misadventures - Chapter 4

This is not a dream. It's a new chapter of Brad's Adventures. Read and comment. But don't overdose the comments.

Brad examined the man.
“I remember you. You’re that one from the class.”
“Yes, I’m the man that visited your class.” Said the man. “My name is Robert. I’m here to talk to you.”
“You mean, to kill me?” Brad interrupted him.
“No way, kid. That was a test to see your skills.” He stopped talking. “To see if you are good to the organization…”
“Organization? What organization?”
“You see.” The man starts walking. “Follow me…”

George was lying in his bed. He was resting from a hard day of doing nothing. Then, he removes a little calendar and a phone from under his bed.
“Today’s the day. I better call him.”
He marks a number very quickly and he places the phone to his ear.
“Hum… Hello?”
“Hello, junior. What’s the problem?” A voice appears on the other side.
“Have you already recruited them?”
“One is almost ready. The other is still out.”
“Okay. I’ll be going to the base to see them.”
“Roger that, number 6.”

“Where are you taking me?” Brad asked Robert.
“Before you know, I must go get someone else.”
“Who is it?”
“Do you know this boy here?”
Robert hands Brad a picture of a small boy. The boy had dark short hair and blue clothes.
“I never saw in my life” Brads says.
“He has many skills. He already made that test and I think that he may be the biggest soldier of the JSO ever.”
“JSO? What’s that?”
“I’ll tell you when we arrive.”

A boy was playing in the garden with plastic soldiers.
Robert, appearing behind the woods, turned to the boy and said:
“That can be your future job.”
The kid stared at him with a angry look. Brad could now see that the boy’s eyes were light blue.
“You again?” He said.
“The world is full of surprises, isn’t it?” Said Robert.

James went to his home. He grabbed his mobile phone and pressed Brad’s number.
The phone rang. Twice. Then a thin voice answered the phone.
“Hello?” Said the voice.
“Hi, little one. Is Brad home?”
“No.”
“Oh… I’ll phone later.” James started to worry. “By the way, which of Brad’s brothers are you?”
“I’m Nick.”
“Oh... okay. Thanks for the information. Bye.”
“See you on the camping trip.”
The phone turned off.
“Oh, yeah. I almost forgot it.” James sat on a chair. "The camp trip."

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Friday, May 12, 2006

Brad's Adventures and Misadventures - Chapter 3

The streets were empty. It was on an afternoon and the two boys were crossing the road, walking slowly. They were both relaxed, walking on nowhere.

It was a dark room. There was the man sitting in a chair. Suddenly, a strange noise was heard.
“Have you found someone?” asked the strange voice,
“Yes, Sir, number 6 told me about two boys that seem good to this kind of mission.”
“Perfect, Robert. Make the tests first.”
“As you wish…”

“Well, here we are, my friend.”
“Thanks, James. Well, see you tomorrow”
James left. For a brown haired boy that wears the same blue clothes everyday, he was a pretty good friend. Good enough to worry about the others. Without him, Brad was alone.
He knocked at the gate loudly. Nobody answered.
“Where did I put my keys? I hope I brought…”
The sound of leaves smashing was heard.
“What was that?”
Another noise. It seemed to be getting closer.
“Who…Who’s there?”
No answer.
Then he saw a thrown stick approaching him.
“What a…?”
With a quick movement from his arms, he managed to defend himself. Then a rock appeared, falling from the sky. He didn’t had time to think, only to run. The rock fell on the ground, breaking into pieces.
Then was a sound. The sound of a popular killer in the West. The sound of a pistol.
“Run, Brad. Run.” He thought.
Then he turned around. The bullet was in the wall, leaving a little smoke in the air.
He was shaking. This was too much. Why was all this happening?
Then, someone appeared behind the bushes. A dark haired person, with brown clothes and green eyes, holding a gun in his hand.
“You…”

Author’s note:Is it better? Comment so I can know.

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Thursday, February 09, 2006

Brad's Adventures and Misadventures - Chapter 2

This day seemed to never end, everyone was bored. Nobody was happy, everyone only wanted to go home, like in every school day. Brad was just thinking on going home but, then, he saw the man looking seriously to him. Brad was trying to turn his eyes, but the man continued to look at him, letting Brad worried.
“Why is he looking at me like that? “

School ended. Everyone have put their things away and started to run out of the classrooms.
“I’m glad that’s over! What a hell!” said James. “I couldn’t take one more minute of that!”
“Yeah! I’m so tired of this. Aren’t you, Brad?”
But Brad wasn’t paying attention. He was looking to Susan, dreaming.
“Brad?”
No answer.
“BRAD!”
But, when Brad was turning his head to George, he hit against a street lamp and fall in the ground.

“Brad? Brad? Wake up! What was your idea?”
He woke up.
“Man, you really to take some medicine.” said James.
“Argh…What…What time is it?” said Brad.
“3 pm, dude. What is your problem?”
“Ah…I don’t feel so well…”
“I’ll take you home, pal.”
“What happened to me?”
“You hit against a street lamp, that’s all. Don’t ask me why, you did it.”
“Ah…Ouch.”
James hold Brad as a true friend. They had a relation that could never be destroyed. But while they were walking home, someone was observing them.

Next Episode:
Who is observing them? Is Brad gonna be fine?

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Thursday, January 12, 2006

Brad's Adventures and Misadventures - Chapter 1

The alarm clock rang.
There was a boy looking for the four walls around him. He was Brad, a twelve year old boy, not just more than a simple boy.
“Let’s see” said him “It’s twenty past seven, and I’ve got to wake up to school in 10 minutes and go on another horrible day of my life”.
Then, a scream crossed over the room:
“Bradley! Go take your breakfast! Now!”.
“Coming, mom.”
He climbed downstairs. His expression was terrible. While he was walking, five small kids, also known as his small brothers, crushed against him.
“Watch it” said Brad. But no one heard him.
He entered in the kitchen. A small kitchen where was his father, reading a newspaper, his mother, bored as ever, and his sister, putting her things away.
“Brad, you’re late! Take your breakfast and go to school!” said his mom.
Don’t worry, dear.” Said dad. “I’ll take him. So move on, Brad!”
“I’m already ready, dad.”
“And you, Carol? Are you already ready?”
“Sure” said Carol, Brad’s sister.
Everyone entered to the car. Brad, Carol, his five little brothers and dad. Mum was a home worker.

Brad arrived to school. As soon as he stepped the school floor, someone gave him a punch in his shoulder.
”Hi! How’s going my best punching sack?” said the boy.
“Ah ah ah. Very funny, James. And how is my best friend going?”
James was really his best friend. While James was always happy, Brad was solitaire and he didn’t have much friends.
“Well, I’ve got to my class” said James.
“Our class” said Brad. “Or should I say the hell?”
“It’s all the same.”
They started to run to their classroom, and when they opened the door, they only saw paper planes and material flying in the air and people talking.
“Ouch! I’ve been hitted by one rubber.” Said Brad.
“Lucky yours it’s not a rock, it could be worst.” James said.
“Our seats! Finally, I can… Ouch! Stupid pens! Oh, hi, George.”
“Hi guys. Here so soon?” Said George, an other Brad’s friend.” Do you know what Susan said? No?” But before they can start to talk, George was already talking. “She said things that I never heard before.”
“Like what?” asked James.
“Ah… I don’t know. But they were interesting.”
“Really?...Oh, boy…” said Bradley.
And when Brad turned to Susan, he started to dream. She was the girl of his dreams. Beautiful, intelligent and nice. But then…
“Good morning, class.” Said the teacher. “Today we are going to have the visit of this man. He’s going to watch our class. So give a good example to him.”
And the class started normally.
Author’s note:
Comment my story so that I can know what I can turn better.
My story is not so bad (I guess…) is it?

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Sunday, January 01, 2006

Brad's adventures and misadventures - Introduction

I’m João, the new writer on the blog.
I’m writing an adventure story about a boy called Bradley, that will have to protect the world from a terrible guy, as usual.
I hope you enjoy it!

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