WARNING: WHAT toi ARE ABOUT TO READ IS A SERIES OF TRUE EVENTS THAT ACTUALLY HAPPENED TO ME. PREPARE FOR EXTREME WEIRDNESS.
A lot of unusual things have happened in my short life; a lot of them are too short to get their own article, so here's a compilation of many odd stories from the life of yours truly.
1). "Don't Die"
It was a warm July day; I was at the final jour of my summer theater class in 2015. I was talking with my friend, who we'll call John, about various things. We talked about theater, Doctor Who, and other aléatoire topics. While we were talking, my other friend (we'll call her Jane) came up to us, pointed at us, looked us dead in the eyes and said:
Jane: toi two. DON'T. DIE.
Me and John: ...?
Jane pointed at me.
Jane: Although I have a feeling you'll be the one getting killed and toi *points at John* will be the murderer.
A slightly confused John and I slowly turned to each other. We looked at each other for about two secondes and instantly got the same idea. At that moment, I pretended to choke, eventually falling over and "dying". John looked at me laying on the ground in "shock" for a few secondes before he threw his arms up in the air and triumphantly yelled:
John: FINALLY!!
Another girl, let's call her Amanda, decided to rejoindre in. She ran over to us, looked at me on the ground, turned to John and said:
Amanda: What did toi do?!
John: I killed her.
Amanda: Why did toi kill her?!?!
I slowly got up from the floor.
Me: Yeah John, why would toi do that to me?
John: She deserved it.
Me: Yeah, you're right. I probably did.
Jane proceeded to crack up and walk away, and John and I continued our conversation.
2). "An Unusual Hello"
Somewhere around February ou March of 2014, I was walking around outside my school during recess. My school had these big steps connecting the field to the rest of the school. I was wandering around like I usually did and found myself walking down the big steps. When I reached the bottom of the stairs, I heard footsteps quickly approaching me from behind. Before I could turn to see who it was, Billy (the same Billy from the "When the Teacher Leaves the Classroom" story) ran up from behind me, jumped off the bottom step and did a 360° in mid-air. He landed in right front of me and leaned in really close to where his face was only a few inches from mine. Billy looked me dead in the eye and a dit "Hello," before he turned around and ran off. To this jour that event remains the strangest greeting I have ever gotten. (Except for that one time when I called my best friend. toi know who toi are. That was just bizarre, dude.)
3). "Tornado"
In fourth grade, it was recess and I was playing catch on the field with some people from my class. It was pretty windy that day, which made the game a bit plus challenging, but we continued playing anyway. All of a sudden, I heard an unusual clanging noise: something hitting rapidly against metal. It was coming from behind me, where the playground was. I turned around, and I am still baffled par what I saw. In the middle of the playground was a gigantic tornado of wood chips. After a few secondes of spinning around the playground, it exploded, throwing wood chips everywhere. As far as I know, there are still a bunch of wood chips lining the field from the tornado incident.
4). "Telepathy"
So, I'm sure at some point in our lives, we've all tried to see if we had super powers. I was no exception. One fateful jour in sixth grade, I was spacing off in class like I usually did. In my boredom, I decided to perform a little experiment. The tables were arranged so that some of us would be facing each other from across the room. So, I scanned the opposite side of the room and found my target. I decided it would be this boy who was kind of my friend but not really (we had a strange relationship... but that's another story for another article) who we'll call Chris. I locked my eyes on him from across the room. I created this rumbling noise in my head, focused all my energy, and started calling his name in my head. I focused ever more. Then I yelled (in my head) his full name. And at that exact moment, Chris looked up from whatever he was doing and looked straight at me. Then, one of the freakiest things that has ever happened to me occurred. I heard his voice in my head saying, "Kohaku? Was that you?"
Maybe it was just a coincidence. Maybe my brain was just messing with me. But I am pretty sure that I'm telepathic. (at least... I was for about 10 seconds, anyway)
5). "Leaning Back" (The Chair Thief Vol.1)
On one particular afternoon in June 2014, my comedy class was doing an activity in which everyone would get up and perform a one-minute improv sketch. All of us were sitting in chairs in a row across the room. I was either the first ou seconde person to perform. I think my sketch was about farming on the moon ou something, but that's not important. What is important was that this was the first time the Chair Thief struck. As I was standing up there, talking about how hard it was milking cows on the moon, I noticed that my chair was gone. Okay... the chair wasn't actually gone. It took me a few secondes to realize that someone was sitting in it. And that someone was John, wearing his usual smirk. When I finished my performance, I walked over to him and said, "Can I have my chair back?" He stood up and, as the suivant person stood up to perform, and sat in the chair suivant to mine. I figured that he was just going to get up and déplacer to the suivant chair every time, but of course, that's not what happened. He stayed there. The whole time.
Now, John had a habit of leaning back really far in his chair. He always leaned back really far, so he would have to grab onto the nearest object to keep himself from falling backward and possibly breaking his neck. Which is why when I felt a huge jolt behind me, I wasn't that surprised. You're probably imagining that he just grabbed the armrest of my chair, ou at least the side of it that was closest to him, right? Well, being the huge flirt that he is, that is not what John did. He reached around my chair, and held on to the opposite side of my chair, thus putting his arm around me. He had done this to me before, but that time was different. John was leaning back really far in his chair, and his entire weight, along with the weight of his chair, was pulling back on me. So I had to keep my feet firmly planted on the floor. Because if I let go, then both of us would go flying backwards.
Also, John stayed like that for the rest of the time we were doing that activity... which was very stressful because I was basically responsible for both of our lives. Thanks, John.
6). "Mama"
A few days after my 8th birthday, I had my birthday party at the Classic Fun Center. (It's this fun place with a skating rink, water slide, arcade, bounce houses, etc.) Since my friend's - we'll call her Sarah - birthday was so close to mine, we had the party together. So, after everyone sang "Happy Birthday" to us, Sarah suddenly turned to me and a dit "Mama." I looked at her and said, "I'm not your mama." Then we proceeded to have a conversation that went something like this:
Sarah: Mama!
Me: I'm not your mama.
Sarah: Mama!
Me: I'm not your mama!
Sarah: Mama!
Me: I'm not your mama!
Sarah: MOMMY!!!
Me: Uuuugh.
And that is the story of how I became my friend Sarah's mama. This was a normal conversation for us, actually.
7). "How to Effectively Creep Out Kohaku, par Billy Smith"
It was a jour like any other. I was walking accueil from school. Earlier in the day, they had announced the winners of science fair. I was not one of them. Billy, however, was. As I was walking home, Billy was walking in front of me. I am pretty fast walker, so I caught up with him quickly. I was in no mood to talk to Billy, so I tried to ignore him. But this became difficult when he turned around and spread out his arms, blocking the sidewalk so that I couldn't get past. I stopped for a second, then went around him. Then I heard this:
Billy: Do toi need a cheer-up hug?
I didn't think he was talking to me, so I kept walking.
Billy: No? Okay.
That was when I realized that Billy was in fact talking to me, and I stopped dead in my tracks. I slowly turned around to see him with a huge grin on his face. I was officially creeped out. I slowly turned back around and began walking a lot faster.
Billy was certainly an interesting kid.
8). "Exactly the Same"
Before that day, I had always thought Billy and I were pretty similar. But then, on one particular Friday in 2014, I found out that we may have even shared the same brain.
So, every week in my language arts class, we had to do these grammar packets and finish them par the end of the week. Then, on Friday, the teacher would collect them, then pass them out to aléatoire people in the class to correct. Keep in mind that she passed out our packets to random people. I ended up getting Billy's. I corrected it using a black pen, and wrote "C.B. *insert my name here*" in small écriture at the bottom of the first page. Billy had missed a few questions, and ended up losing 5 points. After I finished correcting it, I stood up to give it to him, but then he walked over and handed me my packet.
Okay, so Billy got mine and I got Billy's. Interesting. I thought. Then I sat down and started to look over the packet. To my great surprise, the packet looked exactly the same as Billy's after I had corrected it. Billy had corrected with a black pen and written "C.B. *insert his name here*" in small letters at the bottom of the first page. I had missed a few questions, and ended up losing 5 points. And if that wasn't enough, we even missed the same problems!
(Also, in case toi think he was copying what I was doing, Billy sat on the other side of the room.)
And that is when I discovered Billy and I are much plus alike that I thought.
9). "The Three Glasses Idiots"
Before I got my glasses last year, there was only one person in my MELP classes who had glasses. We'll call this kid Luke. Shortly after I got glasses, Luke's friend, who we'll call Jason, also got glasses. So there were now three people with glasses in the MELP classes. In January of this year, since it was the beginning of the suivant semester, we changed seats in all of our classes. In history, we always sat in tables of six, made of two rows of three. Well, it just so happened that Luke, me, and Jason all ended up sitting in a row suivant to each other. Perhaps the teacher wanted to see what would happen if the three people with glasses all sat suivant to each other. Perhaps she thought we might be the smartest table, ou the table, tableau who got the most done. Whatever the reason was, we were definitely not the most productive. See, when toi put Jason, Luke and I in a row together, don't expect anything to get done. Because we will be goofing off and making stupid jokes the whole time. I mean, we did work of course, but it was mostly just doing stupid stuff and weirding out the rest of the table. One of the many things we did was put our glasses on the very tips of our noses and say things like:
"Hmmmmm. Interesting."
And then we would crack up and proceed to make references to almost every fandom ever.
I think the teacher eventually realized the consequences of her decision of having the three glasses idiots sit suivant to each other, because a few weeks later, we got new seats.
But on the last week of school, we were allowed to sit wherever we wanted.
I bet toi can guess where me, Jason, and Luke ended up sitting.
10). "Pretty in Pink"
So my school, like a lot of other schools has a thing called Spirit Week. Throughout the week, there are themed dress-up days. Last year, one of the days was rose Day. (Very fitting since that jour was a Wednesday.) I was walking to my first period class, when I saw Chris (the one from the telepathy story) walking down the hallway. He was wearing a rose dress chemise and a gigantic rose tutu with arc en ciel couleurs on the edges. He casually strolled down the hall, binder in his arm. His outfit wasn't the most elaborate one I saw of course, but that's another story for another time.
Anyway, in math, Chris walked in, no longer wearing his rose dress shirt, but he still had the tutu. He wasn't the only person in the class sporting a tutu, though. A girl who we'll call Ellen had a small magenta tutu. Somewhere in the middle of math, Chris began asking people whose tutu they thought was better. After some people answered - most people had picked his - Chris a dit that his tutu was much better than Ellen's because he could twirl his, and she couldn't twirl hers. Then he stood up to get a drink. As he was walking to the drinking fountain, he stopped and spun around really fast, causing his tutu to twirl around him. Then, with a really adorable smile, he said, "See?"
Chris is definitely one of the most fabulous people I know.
So there toi have it! 10 strange occurrences from the life of yours truly. It was actually quite hard to find good stories XD I had to go through all my old journals, as well as my own memory, which was actually quite time-consuming.
I was thinking of doing Story Times with specific people, so maybe I'll do that soon! Because I have many stories about John, Billy, Chris, and many others.
Thanks for reading! I hope toi enjoyed!
A lot of unusual things have happened in my short life; a lot of them are too short to get their own article, so here's a compilation of many odd stories from the life of yours truly.
1). "Don't Die"
It was a warm July day; I was at the final jour of my summer theater class in 2015. I was talking with my friend, who we'll call John, about various things. We talked about theater, Doctor Who, and other aléatoire topics. While we were talking, my other friend (we'll call her Jane) came up to us, pointed at us, looked us dead in the eyes and said:
Jane: toi two. DON'T. DIE.
Me and John: ...?
Jane pointed at me.
Jane: Although I have a feeling you'll be the one getting killed and toi *points at John* will be the murderer.
A slightly confused John and I slowly turned to each other. We looked at each other for about two secondes and instantly got the same idea. At that moment, I pretended to choke, eventually falling over and "dying". John looked at me laying on the ground in "shock" for a few secondes before he threw his arms up in the air and triumphantly yelled:
John: FINALLY!!
Another girl, let's call her Amanda, decided to rejoindre in. She ran over to us, looked at me on the ground, turned to John and said:
Amanda: What did toi do?!
John: I killed her.
Amanda: Why did toi kill her?!?!
I slowly got up from the floor.
Me: Yeah John, why would toi do that to me?
John: She deserved it.
Me: Yeah, you're right. I probably did.
Jane proceeded to crack up and walk away, and John and I continued our conversation.
2). "An Unusual Hello"
Somewhere around February ou March of 2014, I was walking around outside my school during recess. My school had these big steps connecting the field to the rest of the school. I was wandering around like I usually did and found myself walking down the big steps. When I reached the bottom of the stairs, I heard footsteps quickly approaching me from behind. Before I could turn to see who it was, Billy (the same Billy from the "When the Teacher Leaves the Classroom" story) ran up from behind me, jumped off the bottom step and did a 360° in mid-air. He landed in right front of me and leaned in really close to where his face was only a few inches from mine. Billy looked me dead in the eye and a dit "Hello," before he turned around and ran off. To this jour that event remains the strangest greeting I have ever gotten. (Except for that one time when I called my best friend. toi know who toi are. That was just bizarre, dude.)
3). "Tornado"
In fourth grade, it was recess and I was playing catch on the field with some people from my class. It was pretty windy that day, which made the game a bit plus challenging, but we continued playing anyway. All of a sudden, I heard an unusual clanging noise: something hitting rapidly against metal. It was coming from behind me, where the playground was. I turned around, and I am still baffled par what I saw. In the middle of the playground was a gigantic tornado of wood chips. After a few secondes of spinning around the playground, it exploded, throwing wood chips everywhere. As far as I know, there are still a bunch of wood chips lining the field from the tornado incident.
4). "Telepathy"
So, I'm sure at some point in our lives, we've all tried to see if we had super powers. I was no exception. One fateful jour in sixth grade, I was spacing off in class like I usually did. In my boredom, I decided to perform a little experiment. The tables were arranged so that some of us would be facing each other from across the room. So, I scanned the opposite side of the room and found my target. I decided it would be this boy who was kind of my friend but not really (we had a strange relationship... but that's another story for another article) who we'll call Chris. I locked my eyes on him from across the room. I created this rumbling noise in my head, focused all my energy, and started calling his name in my head. I focused ever more. Then I yelled (in my head) his full name. And at that exact moment, Chris looked up from whatever he was doing and looked straight at me. Then, one of the freakiest things that has ever happened to me occurred. I heard his voice in my head saying, "Kohaku? Was that you?"
Maybe it was just a coincidence. Maybe my brain was just messing with me. But I am pretty sure that I'm telepathic. (at least... I was for about 10 seconds, anyway)
5). "Leaning Back" (The Chair Thief Vol.1)
On one particular afternoon in June 2014, my comedy class was doing an activity in which everyone would get up and perform a one-minute improv sketch. All of us were sitting in chairs in a row across the room. I was either the first ou seconde person to perform. I think my sketch was about farming on the moon ou something, but that's not important. What is important was that this was the first time the Chair Thief struck. As I was standing up there, talking about how hard it was milking cows on the moon, I noticed that my chair was gone. Okay... the chair wasn't actually gone. It took me a few secondes to realize that someone was sitting in it. And that someone was John, wearing his usual smirk. When I finished my performance, I walked over to him and said, "Can I have my chair back?" He stood up and, as the suivant person stood up to perform, and sat in the chair suivant to mine. I figured that he was just going to get up and déplacer to the suivant chair every time, but of course, that's not what happened. He stayed there. The whole time.
Now, John had a habit of leaning back really far in his chair. He always leaned back really far, so he would have to grab onto the nearest object to keep himself from falling backward and possibly breaking his neck. Which is why when I felt a huge jolt behind me, I wasn't that surprised. You're probably imagining that he just grabbed the armrest of my chair, ou at least the side of it that was closest to him, right? Well, being the huge flirt that he is, that is not what John did. He reached around my chair, and held on to the opposite side of my chair, thus putting his arm around me. He had done this to me before, but that time was different. John was leaning back really far in his chair, and his entire weight, along with the weight of his chair, was pulling back on me. So I had to keep my feet firmly planted on the floor. Because if I let go, then both of us would go flying backwards.
Also, John stayed like that for the rest of the time we were doing that activity... which was very stressful because I was basically responsible for both of our lives. Thanks, John.
6). "Mama"
A few days after my 8th birthday, I had my birthday party at the Classic Fun Center. (It's this fun place with a skating rink, water slide, arcade, bounce houses, etc.) Since my friend's - we'll call her Sarah - birthday was so close to mine, we had the party together. So, after everyone sang "Happy Birthday" to us, Sarah suddenly turned to me and a dit "Mama." I looked at her and said, "I'm not your mama." Then we proceeded to have a conversation that went something like this:
Sarah: Mama!
Me: I'm not your mama.
Sarah: Mama!
Me: I'm not your mama!
Sarah: Mama!
Me: I'm not your mama!
Sarah: MOMMY!!!
Me: Uuuugh.
And that is the story of how I became my friend Sarah's mama. This was a normal conversation for us, actually.
7). "How to Effectively Creep Out Kohaku, par Billy Smith"
It was a jour like any other. I was walking accueil from school. Earlier in the day, they had announced the winners of science fair. I was not one of them. Billy, however, was. As I was walking home, Billy was walking in front of me. I am pretty fast walker, so I caught up with him quickly. I was in no mood to talk to Billy, so I tried to ignore him. But this became difficult when he turned around and spread out his arms, blocking the sidewalk so that I couldn't get past. I stopped for a second, then went around him. Then I heard this:
Billy: Do toi need a cheer-up hug?
I didn't think he was talking to me, so I kept walking.
Billy: No? Okay.
That was when I realized that Billy was in fact talking to me, and I stopped dead in my tracks. I slowly turned around to see him with a huge grin on his face. I was officially creeped out. I slowly turned back around and began walking a lot faster.
Billy was certainly an interesting kid.
8). "Exactly the Same"
Before that day, I had always thought Billy and I were pretty similar. But then, on one particular Friday in 2014, I found out that we may have even shared the same brain.
So, every week in my language arts class, we had to do these grammar packets and finish them par the end of the week. Then, on Friday, the teacher would collect them, then pass them out to aléatoire people in the class to correct. Keep in mind that she passed out our packets to random people. I ended up getting Billy's. I corrected it using a black pen, and wrote "C.B. *insert my name here*" in small écriture at the bottom of the first page. Billy had missed a few questions, and ended up losing 5 points. After I finished correcting it, I stood up to give it to him, but then he walked over and handed me my packet.
Okay, so Billy got mine and I got Billy's. Interesting. I thought. Then I sat down and started to look over the packet. To my great surprise, the packet looked exactly the same as Billy's after I had corrected it. Billy had corrected with a black pen and written "C.B. *insert his name here*" in small letters at the bottom of the first page. I had missed a few questions, and ended up losing 5 points. And if that wasn't enough, we even missed the same problems!
(Also, in case toi think he was copying what I was doing, Billy sat on the other side of the room.)
And that is when I discovered Billy and I are much plus alike that I thought.
9). "The Three Glasses Idiots"
Before I got my glasses last year, there was only one person in my MELP classes who had glasses. We'll call this kid Luke. Shortly after I got glasses, Luke's friend, who we'll call Jason, also got glasses. So there were now three people with glasses in the MELP classes. In January of this year, since it was the beginning of the suivant semester, we changed seats in all of our classes. In history, we always sat in tables of six, made of two rows of three. Well, it just so happened that Luke, me, and Jason all ended up sitting in a row suivant to each other. Perhaps the teacher wanted to see what would happen if the three people with glasses all sat suivant to each other. Perhaps she thought we might be the smartest table, ou the table, tableau who got the most done. Whatever the reason was, we were definitely not the most productive. See, when toi put Jason, Luke and I in a row together, don't expect anything to get done. Because we will be goofing off and making stupid jokes the whole time. I mean, we did work of course, but it was mostly just doing stupid stuff and weirding out the rest of the table. One of the many things we did was put our glasses on the very tips of our noses and say things like:
"Hmmmmm. Interesting."
And then we would crack up and proceed to make references to almost every fandom ever.
I think the teacher eventually realized the consequences of her decision of having the three glasses idiots sit suivant to each other, because a few weeks later, we got new seats.
But on the last week of school, we were allowed to sit wherever we wanted.
I bet toi can guess where me, Jason, and Luke ended up sitting.
10). "Pretty in Pink"
So my school, like a lot of other schools has a thing called Spirit Week. Throughout the week, there are themed dress-up days. Last year, one of the days was rose Day. (Very fitting since that jour was a Wednesday.) I was walking to my first period class, when I saw Chris (the one from the telepathy story) walking down the hallway. He was wearing a rose dress chemise and a gigantic rose tutu with arc en ciel couleurs on the edges. He casually strolled down the hall, binder in his arm. His outfit wasn't the most elaborate one I saw of course, but that's another story for another time.
Anyway, in math, Chris walked in, no longer wearing his rose dress shirt, but he still had the tutu. He wasn't the only person in the class sporting a tutu, though. A girl who we'll call Ellen had a small magenta tutu. Somewhere in the middle of math, Chris began asking people whose tutu they thought was better. After some people answered - most people had picked his - Chris a dit that his tutu was much better than Ellen's because he could twirl his, and she couldn't twirl hers. Then he stood up to get a drink. As he was walking to the drinking fountain, he stopped and spun around really fast, causing his tutu to twirl around him. Then, with a really adorable smile, he said, "See?"
Chris is definitely one of the most fabulous people I know.
So there toi have it! 10 strange occurrences from the life of yours truly. It was actually quite hard to find good stories XD I had to go through all my old journals, as well as my own memory, which was actually quite time-consuming.
I was thinking of doing Story Times with specific people, so maybe I'll do that soon! Because I have many stories about John, Billy, Chris, and many others.
Thanks for reading! I hope toi enjoyed!