Story Starter by A.G. Smith
"WOAH!"thud!"Aww" winded Ben as his bike fell on his arm, breaking into sharp pieces on him, they were thick piece of metal that gave his arm a serious injury. “Oh..that hurts.”he announced out loud but no one was there and suddenly he realised he was lost! A deep forest with no map or device,only his compass, the sun was about to set in two to four hours, it was his only hope.“Well Mum usually takes the M6 which is north…then she takes a slight right so home is …North east!” As he headed in that direction, he wondered about how his parents had probably already put up all the decorations on the house; fairy lights, Christmas tree, even sometimes Santa piñatas but when he got there nothing. Not even a red or green light in sight, he checked inside the house, it was even sadder and more lonely than usual. It was almost driving him insane. He overly repeated “THE HOUSE IS USUALLY LIVING ON A THREAD OF HAPPINESS! BUT CHRISTMAS IS DIFFERENT, CHRISTMAS WE ARE ALL TOGETHER, NOW IT’S CHRISTMAS BUT IT’S OUT COLD DEAD”. A deafening screech came from his bedroom. Instead of running he stepped closer and closer to the noise suddenly a dark gas appeared forming the shape of a human ,only this was no person it was something he never imagined, “Oh no! I’M IN HELL!” Ben screeched. “No I’m much more powerful than any devil, I’m THE FALLEN CHRISMAS ANGEL! I’m sure you've heard of …” “Fallen angel?” Ben said while shrugging with his bony shoulders. “Ok…so can you tell me WHAT IS GOING ON?!”Ben yelled desperately for information like a dog for a bone “oh yes you must be wondering…” The being spoke most charmingly “I MIND CONTROLLED EVERYONE!” He spoke in the most devilish tone containing uncontrollable insanity, his eyes were full of hatred and revenge but for who?