I Thought I Told You Not To Kill Anybody? Part 1

          This story took place just a couple weeks ago. So for this semester at college I have to take a script writing class. Now I've already done this at my last college, but I have to do it again because the credits didn't transfer. Anyway, in this course you have to come up with and create scripts for fictitious stories that you want to write about. Now at first glance, this class was going to be way too easy for me. I've been making up and writing stories as far back as I can remember. I mean we're talking back in kindergarden. But than our teacher gave us a rule that was like a punch in the gut for me.
          He told us that at no point in our stories were we allowed to kill any of our characters. He thought it was a cheap way to get rid of them. Now of all the stories I've written in my life, 90 to 95% of them were horror stories. And when I write a story, somebody usually has to die. So it has been pretty hard for me to follow the rules. For our past two or three assignments, I've played ball. I've written scripts that, while outrages at times, did stick within the realm of what is possible and kept them away from the horror genre with no dead characters.
          But when we were told that we had to write a thirty page script for our final, I decided that it was time for me to bend the rules a bit. Believe me when I tell you that the gloves were coming off for this script. Now they were going to see the kind of story that I usually write about. I already knew what I wanted my story to be about, the only trick was how I was going to stay within my teachers rules of killing off characters. We would also need to pitch our story to the class to see what they thought about it. After a lot of thinking and planning, I felt had come up with a reasonable way to get away with killing the characters in my story. All I needed to do was convince my teacher and classmates the day we had present our plan.
          On the day of our presentation, all the kids were asked to put their desks in a circle. Than one by one, each student had their chance to present their idea to the class. Than the class was supposed to give them some feedback about their plan. Eventually, it was my turn to present. Having heard my other stories, most of the class knew I must of had something crazy planned. With a big smile on my face I started talking. "OK" I said "Before I even start telling you what my story is about, I think I should explain a few things first". At that my friend Mike started laughing "Oh no!". This story will be concluded in the next post.