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Story of Bob
Posted Aug 18, 2001
This is just a little thingie I wrote and I would very much apreciate any input you could give. Thank you.
Story of Bob
There once was a young boy named Bob. Bob lived in a big house in the forest with his mother and father. He liked to burn things. He burnt his bed. He burnt his books. He burnt his fathers favorite suit.
One day, Bobs parents were out of town so they left him with a baby-sitter.Bob was a good little boy for his baby-sitter, but when she fell asleep, he decided to set the couch on fire and, sadly, the house burnt down.
Fortunately, neither Bob or his baby-sitter were seriously hurt, but she drove home and left poor Bob all alone with nothing but his trusty book of matches, which he carried with him everywhere.
Bob was young, but he was old enough to know that if his parents came home and saw this, he was in big trouble. So he set out into the forest with his trusty book of matches to find a new home.
While he was walking through the forest, Bob saw an old, dead tree.
That tree would look better if it was on fire, thought Bob, so he took out his matches and set the tree on fire. He watched happily as the tree burned and slowly caught fire to the trees around it. He was ecstatic to find that the burning trees had formed a ring around him and were providing him with a lovely wall of fire all around. Slowly, the lovely wall of fire closed in on him, and it was not so lovely anymore. In fact, it was getting rather hot and difficult to breath. He began to wonder if this had been a good idea.. Then he blacked out from the smoke.
A few hours later he woke up. The fire had gone out and he was all alone on a charred patch of land.
Oh, good, he thought, I am still alive. No harm done.
He put his hand on the ground in front of him to get up, then he noticed his hand. It was very pale and he could see through it. He was not alive, he was a ghost.
Bob thought, Cool, and went on his way.
While he was walking through the woods, Bob heard police sirens in the distance.
I wonder what they are doing? Bob wondered out loud, or as loud as he could considering that he was a ghost and did not have a real mouth or vocal chords.
No sooner had he said this than he saw three men running through the forest in front of him. They were all carrying guns and big laundry bags with dollar signs on them.
Hi! he tried to say, but couldnt due to his lack of body. It didnt matter, the men probably would not have stoped to chat anyway. As is, one of them looked over and saw Bob, screamed and shot him. Sadly, Bob died, again.
But he came back again, this time, as a double-ghost. That is the ghost of a ghost.
Bob thought, Weird, but cool, and went on his way.
While he was walking, he came across a road. He decided that he would be safer on the road because there were less people with guns. So he continued his journey down the road and before long he came across a snake. Upon seeing the snake, Bob realized just how lonely he was.
Aw, he tried to say, You will be my friend. As it turns out, this particular snake had just escaped from a drug testing lab down the road and the effect of the drugs it had taken resulted in him being incredibly intelligent. By an amazing coincidence, he could also hear ghosts speak, and he hated children.
Buzz off, kid, hissed the snake, but Bob could not speak snake so he completely misinterpreted this message and decided to give his new friend a hug. The snake (whos name, by the way was Sir Devon Crumb IV ) did not like being hugged and bit Bob. Sadly, Sir Devon Crumb IV was poisonous, and Bob died... Again.
But he came back again, this time as a triple-ghost. A triple-ghost is the ghost of a ghost of a ghost.
O.K., thought Bob, this is really weird, but cool.
Bob decided that it was best if he got off the road, so he started hitch-hiking. The first car that came by was an ugly brown Toyota with rust stains. The driver (whos name, by the most extraordinary of coincidences, was also named Sir Devon Crumb IV ) had very poor eyesight, and since triple-ghosts are difficult to see, he did not see poor Bob, and ran him over. Sadly, Bob died. But he came back again (Persistant little bugger int he?) this time as a quadruple-ghost. A quadruple-ghost is the ghost of a ghost of a ghost of a ghost.
Bob was just about to think that this was really, really weird, when four guys dressed in stupid outfits with weird machinery on their backs leapt out from the bushes. The Ghost Busters! They sucked him up into their little vacuum thingie, but Bob thought fast, pulled out his matches, burned a hole in the machine, and escaped. Sadly, however, one of the Ghost Busters stepped on his head and he died...again.
But he came back again as a quintuple-ghost. A quintuple-ghost is the ghost of a ghost of a ghost of a ghost of a ghost. This time, he did not bother to think how weird it was, and he did not think that it was at all cool. He was fed up with dying all the time, and he was very depressed, so he committed suicide and died.
But, to his horror (though he was pretty much expecting it at this point) he came back again as a sextuple-ghost. A sextuple ghost is the ghost of a ghost of a ghost of a ghost of a... oh, whatever, you get the idea.
Now Bob realized that he was doomed to walk the Earth forever as a lost soul, and , he figured, while he was at it, he might as well scare a few people. So he walked down the road to the local library, where he could make a few books fly around. The library was on top of a meeting room so he had to climb a long set of stairs to get there. Unfortunately, he tripped over the top step and fell all the way down the stairs and died. And since I do not know what comes after sextuple, he stayed dead.
THE END.
The 
and hopefully enlightening Sam Wolf
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