text: First of all i made this in 4th grade i'm in 10th now if this gets ten upvotes i'll upload the second part too his story PANDEMIC Made in the 4th-grade chill BY: Lack Hoppmann John Rockwell ran down the sidewalk. Earbuds in his ears, listening to his favorite playlist on Spotify. He is getting ready to play in his part of the Olympic Games. he is an American pole vaulter. It looks exactly like what it sounds like. Why did John want to be an Olympic pole vaulter? How would I know? I’m just the narrator! Well, let’s get back to the story now... John soon decides to head to his apartment room soon with his 4 very annoying yet humorous colleagues. He takes a seat on a bench and reaches for his bag. He leans over to a nearby bench where a man wearing a suit is sitting. “You got knives?,'' John said in his strong Texan accent. The man shrugged his shoulders and walked off. John decided he did not like Rio. It was almost too wet and sticky. Yet it still had a sort of charm to it that old Texas sure didn't have. So John ate his lunch calm and quietly. Then off he went to his apartment. .................................. Screaming. All you could hear was screaming. It wasn't happy screaming, angry screaming, or even just the crazy screams of the Brazilian people. It was competitive screaming. Like how your mom would yell at you at your first baseball game. No matter how many people were there it felt like it was Johns moment. His alone. He had many thoughts of what was going to happen. Suddenly his impulses told him to not go into the bottom rows. Though he wanted to see his longtime friend Marco. Marco was the flag holder. aka the most exciting job until it's over and then you're fired. John had chills in his body. He was amazed by what he saw on TV before the bus came to get him and his team. About 2 weeks ago the world was dumbfounded with the discovery of a sort of base in Moscow. Apparently, that was supposedly created just 28 years before now. ................................. As John was watching the Venezuelan team came out and started to celebrate. Then John let out a gasp, as one of the Olympians started collapsing and coughing up blood. The startlingness of the moment caused John to faint. ...................... As John awoke from the short coma he couldn't feel his body. Even though there was running and shouting he could not hear. It was as if he had been shot with a dart. As he got up and started wobbling like a Russian doll. He could then start to faintly hear what sounded like a siren. When John saw a Brazilian couple holding the emergency door open he darted towards them like a bullet and he got through just in time. When he reached outside it seemed as if the world was ending. Helicopters landing with little to no carefulness when it came to the landing. women and children screaming. John recognized one of his acquaintances, a nice track runner named Alex. He ran over to Alex and was wondering why he had a blanket wrapped around him and it seemed like he was screaming. John ran over to him and was going to ask what was going on but as he was walking over Alex turned to John. John stumbled back and yelled, ̈ Woah Woah! Back away! ̈ Alex was looking like a zombie. Yellow eyes, bloody mouth, pale skin. It all seemed too real to John. Alex started stumbling toward John and as Alex yelled out, black liquid splashed from his mouth. John faintly heard the giant boom of a bus and started running towards it. Dodging Gooers as he started to call them. When he got on it was chaos. People accusing and aggravated by the situation. As he sat down the bus went into full power as the driver screamed, ̈ We are heading to the Airport!! ̈ John now felt as if he was safe. He relaxed thinking if he would ever see his family again. ................................ The traffic in the streets was horrible as Atlanta. As John looked out the window he saw planes landing and helicopters flying overhead as they stopped at the airport entrance. They soon got out and ran to the nearest station to buy tickets. As we got inside the siren started. It meant pandemic. The airport employees were soon telling us to go into where the men with biohazard suits were. We walked over and we were sprayed with white spray. We were escorted to an airplane and we boarded it. I looked outside as we initiated liftoff and the city looked as if it had just had a parade. People running everywhere and what I could only assume was the Gooers walking around either asking for help or dying from what I could only assume was a deadly disease. Later once I had landed and gotten back to Austin I rested and composed myself. When I got back I was surprised to learn that my wife, Hannah had become pregnant. On the news, it was said that the situation is under control but half of the population of Rio was killed and hopefully it will never happen again. John soon got back into pole jumping as he was so very scared by the moment that he couldn't go outside for 2 weeks. Now the world is in Peace. The End....