13th story

Touched
by…well, not an Angel.

It was a dark and
thundery night of chilling, icy terribleness. As the rain pounded
on the window, chills ran through Mary’s spine, remembering her
most recent Friday the thirteenth. She went camping with her friends
in Hollow Park. What she thought would be a fun, bounding experience
ended in horror. While they were setting up camp, when the biggest of
big black cats, a black jaguar strolled right into camp. She tried
to stay still, so the cat would not come near her, but the cat could
sense her fear. She watched in horror as the cat walked around camp
leaving her to be the last victim. “What am I to do?”
thought Mary. All of the sudden there were aliens, the whole
situation had really gotten messy now. The only thing she could do
was RUN! As she bounded through the forest, she felt the sweat
growing on her brow.

“Who knew that
jaguars were the pets of aliens?” she thought. Suddenly, there
was a light, a bright light shining on her from above. “Either
I’m on an episode of Touched By an Angel, or I’ve
been found by the aliens.” She felt herself begin to hover,
and knew which of the options was most likely. As she lifted into
the air and ascended toward the light, she new her life was changed
forever.

Mary had learned a lot
from the aliens, she now considered them her second family. While
she sipped cocoa with Zorknot, she thought dismally of her life as a
human. Alien life was much more interesting…Mwahahahahahahahahahaha!