#ChristianFiction: The Hitchhiker
by Elle Bee
(San Antonio, Texas, United states)
The Hitchhiker Cover
Author Elle Bee
A little about me: I was born in San Antonio, Texas. At a young age I discovered my talent for writing and knew, one day, it would be my career. Soon, however, that desire was pushed aside as I entered high school, graduated, and moved on.
No matter where I lived, everything transformed into a story before my eyes. Simple nights working at the coffee shop could easily be turned into grand adventures. As well as a day working in the yard with children, and other "mundane" tasks. I was never without a good story.
In 2011, I finally buckled down and started typing out and saving my stories. Although, It wasn't until I took a trip across the world that I gathered the courage to share my writing with others.
A little about The Hitchhiker: Coop is your average 22 year old male. He loves pizza, junk food, and adventure. His only problem is, when he touches you...he can read your mind?
To better understand his "gift" he takes to the road and begins hitchhiking. However, after a hitchhiking experience gone wrong, he wakes up in a hospital bed with a mission he is sure came from God. A mission that means life or death for a new friend. Will this gift that he has frequently hated be what God has given him to succeed?
A Teaser: "'Waaaaaake up!!!' The shout came from somewhere, but considering I was still
completely incoherent, that somewhere was everywhere. To my left, right, above me
and even below me. It appeared to vibrate my pillows and shake my blankets.
I sat up with a start and forced my eyes to open. The movement gave me an
instant headache and I wanted nothing more than to lie back down and hide under my
pillow. But my interest had been peeked and I needed to know what was going on. I
looked over to Crank’s bed and saw him sitting up, looking just as tired, if not more, than
me. He was frowning as his eyes scanned the room for the obnoxious noise.
I heard scuffling on the floor and looked down to see Barney crawling around
on all fours. He was obviously chasing something as he spastically moved towards
the desk, clumsily turned, headed towards the bathroom, and then headed towards
the door. He looked like a cat chasing a mouse as his hands reached for his prey but
repeatedly missed by a hair. He looked rather ridiculous with his hair standing in all
directions, mismatched pajamas and one sock. I supposed the other one had been lost
during the night.
“Waaaaake up!” The noise came from whatever Barney was chasing around
the room. I tried to focus on the thing, but I was exhausted and my eyes were still half
closed, refusing to open all the way.
“What the…?” Crank was just as loud as the object running around the floor
screaming at us. However, he was angry at being disturbed from his slumber and
was much scarier than the mysterious object. He currently appeared to be looking for
something to smash. The wall was his victim as he slammed his fist into it. He didn’t
even flinch at the pain of busting through a wall and denting the wood stud behind it.
“Waaaaaake up!” The thing screeched as it came rolling towards my bed. I found
my coordination and reached down. I scooped the bright orange screaming ball up and
examined it. It was an alarm clock. The most annoying one I had EVER seen in my
whole life. Of that, I was positive. I searched the thing for an off button, but to no avail.
Finally, after having my eardrums blown off and feeling like I was Crank’s next target, I
conceded to just taking the batteries out. I looked down at Barney. He was sitting on the
floor by my bed looking apologetic.
Crank jumped out of his bed, grabbed the clock from me and threw it into the wall
where it stayed stuck in the middle of the plaster."
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