Unknowing Ogre


Away in the cold regions of the earth set an ogre of sorts.He had long black hair and a ragged beard, but unsatisfied with his dwellings,so he walked his callus feet for days.Some days turned into nights back into days. No sleep would come for weeks.His inner drive keep him going stopping to hunt the wilds,which this is all he knew with his sharpen stick feasting on fish and deer.Long grueling days over mountains and through coyote fessed fields.To his amazement came across a corn field of rows of corn.The leaves sliced his flesh running wonderingly through it.A day passed when he reached the corn's end to see a field of black and white creatures.He raised his stick and killed one eating the meat raw and drinking the blood in his cupped hands.His body was covered in warm blood,as it baked on in hot of the day.He stepped on the pebbled road jumping with pain,then running to near by creek to cool his feet down.Where he bathed his body from dried blood and rid himself of swarming flies.A rope with a board on it swagged near-bye,as he walked to it he could see movement in the trees he raised his stick in fear.
Out of the brush walked a child of ten years old with curly sandy hair and red cheeks.The young boy looked at the ogre in astonishment.The boy smiled and ran home stumbling over the bloody carcass,which made him run faster in fear .1


The ogre ran, also. He never seen another living being before,as far back, as he could remember.2


Coming across a village with many people with carts and horses. He stood far from them watching and wondering what is this.They entered strange structures of white and straw capped roofs.
He slowly walked closer with each step his heart raced more, clenching his stick nearly braking it.His fear came to the surface, as he began to tremble.3


People started to gather walking closer and closer.
One woman ran up with a blanket and covered his naked body.4


He looked at her dumb founded unknowing what to make of all of this,but he enjoyed the company of others.5


She then showed him how to wrap himself from nakedness.
He flung his arm out knocking her to the ground.
She quickly ran for safety of the crowd.
The crowd angered and surround him with there farm tools poking him,like a freak of nature.They laughed when he fell.They laughed when he cried out.They laughed when he bled.
Then the woman ran to guard him from the blows,but they persisted even puncturing the woman of 50 years old.The crowd went wild, like savages wanting to inflict more pain and anguish.
Finally, the ogre and the woman collapsed to the dirt beneath them.
The crowd subside there excitement was gone,so they went home.
By now it was pitch black outside with coyote's howling.
As he feasted on animals he has now become part of the food chain.
While the woman's family dragged her body to the doctor.Where she recovered,but walked in disgust of her fellow neighbors.She held her head down in disappointment, not wanting to gaze at the savages.They will haunt her dreams wondering,who could be this villages next victim. She doesn't speak,but only to her family.She still awakes cold and hurt,hating society.6


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  • Mel-the-Believer
    June 9, 2007

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    Good story line here. Don't remember the idea I gave you, but this was an interesting read. Thanks for entering. Good luck. Keep on writing. God Bless!


  • necronomijon
    June 9, 2007

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    This could do with a little work- it's a good story, look you, but there's a few too many grammatical errors for me to say anything nicer than that. Keep up the work, though- as I say, the story's fine, it's just the execution that's lacking.

    beginning: 2, language: 1, plot: 3, ending: 2, dialog: 1, characters: 3.