Flesh Rpers: A Short Story

The world was coming to an end. There was no such thing as a harvest that didn’t have diseases. Since the food supply was running out so were the people. They slowly perished away in the sad little wasteland they called “ Home.” Some would be considered lucky if they made it to their 30’s, then again they hated the world. So, many of them committed suicide or they would even starve themselves to death. Others caught diseases from the toxic air they breathed in. The ones who suffered the most were the families. The parents would give their ration of the food to their children. If they could no longer provide for their family the parents would take them to a market where they would be sold for hard labor or be part of a family that

With all of the never-ending dust storms it was impossible to see. That’s not even the worst part, it’s the people who are known as the “ Flesh Rippers.” These weren’t just any ordinary humans, they are man-eating monsters. The villagers would have to barricade their homes just to feel safe. If they ever got into the house, they would slice open the victim’s throat and hear them scream in agony. After the body falls on the floor they would tear them limb from limb. The ones who were considered “the leader” would get the head. The others would get the arms and the legs and the chest.
They had razor sharp teeth so that they could chew through the human’s bones, huge bear arms to twist their necks, and they are incredibly fast. The villagers knew if they ran from them they would end up getting killed.
With all of this happening one lady stood up from the shadows, Nicole Morris. She was determined to make this world whole and sane again. So, she gathered a group of people in order to make a big impact on her movement towards a bright future. She traveled from place to place helping people from the Flesh Rippers, they saw how brave she was so they fought back and hunted down the Rippers. In order to get rid of the dust storms she would make millions of people collect water from the oceans and pour it all over the dirt. After the water there was no more dust storms just a whole land ready to grow

All of the dust storms will cause no more havoc. We can finally go outside no longer fearing if that will be the last step you’ll take. Yet, we still don’t have plants growing and without the plants we will become the wasteland we were. So in order to help the soil we will need human sacrifices to provide nutrients. I know this is going over the limits but, without the sacrifices we’ll never see a healthy living plant. I believe that we will have good harvest all over the world. I believe families will no longer suffer except they’ll grow up with their real parents and siblings. I believe that people will be able to live until we’re old and wrinkly. Now, to make this fair all of us will pick a paper out of this box. There will be 20 papers with dots, whoever gets the dot you and your family will be killed by the other villagers throwing stones at you. Over the years there will be less people being picked. Everyone line up and pick a