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Old Scool Vans Monologue
The cold sharp air stings into my skin. The road is bumpy and uneven, I pick up my skateboard and don’t even bother to ride it. The streets are quiet and all of the houses look the same, each small and grey with a steeply pointed roof atop. Im exhausted and want to go to sleep, but I am still a few blocks from my house. As I glance to my right, at the end of the road stands a big sign that reads Town Of Demcora In big bold letters. I continue to walk across the uneven road, my red Old Skool Vans sneakers get caught in cracks and holes with almost every step I take. God, I hate this town. Time passes at snail's pace, but eventually I make it home. The front door swings open before I even reach the steps. My mom bursts out the door and wraps …show more content…
His old wrinkled mouth creaks open “I realize Tyler that I have taken you a bit by surprise. I didn't mean to scare or treat you the way I did. Um, well I guess i'd better get to the point, right? It has been brought to my attention that you and only you have what it takes to defeat the creature that takes over our planet” “uh um, I think you've got the wrong person. How do you even know me? I can’t do this I’m just a 16 year old boy.” “Oh yes that's what I thought you would think. Listen Tyler, I was a close friend of your fathers. Now I know that you think he died in a car crash, but that's not exactly true” He took a long pause, then started again “Your dad wasn't ordinary, he was special. Like you. He could communicate perfectly with creatures of a different kind, which nobody else could understand. It was brilliant rather extraordinary actually. He had visited our planted multiple times, saving the community from the awful creatures that came our way. He sacrificed himself for the wellbeing of our planet. I'm not exactly sure how, I guess he worked out a plan, in exchange for him going with them, they were to never step foot in our world again. Everything seemed to work out fine until

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