Short Story Ye Mas a Fatty - 1525 Words

And all because of The Wall. It was a fourteen foot tall structure of stone, cement, and copper. It was twelve feet thick, with iron bars for a gate. It had a 5 foot tunnel of hollow space with little indents for the barrels of guns, with a small amount of glass in a 1 foot tall row all around for looking outside. It had parapets on top. It was perfect for keeping out both the beast and bandits, people who didnt want to live in the city, who found it to risky, but needed it for supplies. All people that entered the city were searched for weapons. It was the only way to keep the people inside safe. It was manned twenty-four seven, always being monitored. Thats what I did. I was the general of the city, a position given to me for being the only one to ever even mark the beast. I had seen it once since that first encounter. It looked at me, and pointed at the indent in its head where the bullet hit. It had given me a look. A look that I knew meant that this was the last time it would sp are me. Its respect for or fear of me had run out. I knew from that moment that the next time I saw it, one of us would end up dead. The odds were against me, so I began to fear myself. I had heard of this city, whose name was lost, though it didnt matter. The people had simply begun to call it Haven. I moved here, and through hard work, I became a soldier. I trained most of my time, having not much else to do. I had no family, no wife or kids. The only thing I had to care for was a dog