Jack told Jill about the strange lights in the sky.
“They were just beyond that hill,” he said, pointing West. “I think they were flying saucers. Want to go with me and find out?”
Jill got a flashlight. “Hell yeah!”
Two days later, Jack and Jill were found along Highway 12 by a retired carpenter. They were both sunburned and babbling nonsense.
Jill held a pail of water. “These are the tears of the Star Master!” she shrieked.
Government agents sealed off the area.
Jack eventually recovered, but nobody’s seen Jill since the incident.
If you see lights, ignore them.
3 thoughts on “The Lights”
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This was an excellent story. It has some funny parts, some scary parts, and some just plain weird parts. I liked the THESE ARE THE TEARS OF THE STAR MASTER!!!!!!!!
Pacobell was here.
Welcome, kids. Turn your textbooks to page 547. If there aren’t 547 pages in your textbook, rip out pages from your other textbooks until you have 547 pages in your textbook. Then make moaning sounds until the school nurse gives you “those” pills.
-ls/cm