the humans
 

The Humans
The shadows grew up Naomi’s legs and wrapped themselves around her calves, the feeling of the dark bellow was cold, and weighed her down like covers of lead. There was a lurch deep in her stomach when she heard the hiss of cockroaches.
“Vermin” they spat from the dim corners and cracks, where they could not be seen.
Naomi pretended not to hear them.
“Disgusting”
Naomi didn’t want to show them they had gotten to her,
“Worthless”
Naomi began to walk faster.
“Filth”… “Dirt”… “Pathetic” they whispered amongst themselves.
Tears began to form behind her eyes as she took the final step of the stairs.
This treatment was nothing new, for as long as she could remember her and her family had been treated this way. It was because they were Human, and humans were scum, only surpassing the dirt beneath them by a hair.
All other creatures saw them as stupid and frail. Spread out so thin, not ever contributing anything to the world, every one and everything hated the humans.
So they were forced away, to live in the ruins of old cities and to rot in dieing marshes. Most of the humans’ houses were crawling with bugs crumbling all around them, but they had bigger problems then that.
Often there was disease, or famine. And sometimes large, gruesome things come out of the forest; they would attack the villagers and kill the children.
This was something the people had to live with. Everyone had to fight to stay alive, and strain to find places of refuge. This is the way it was, and always would be for all of man kind.
The only thing that would keep them alive was their will to live.
And, The Rule.


so, that is all I found of it, It feels really... forced when I read it, like I had bad writers block, but tryed to write it anyways, but once again, If i decide, (with your help) to continue with this idea, I will most likely re-do the whole thing.
also Im not quite sure about the title yt, I may change it to " The Snatch Catcher"
(as is explained on another page of the story, whitch I cannot find XP)

or perhaps, I could call it "the rule"?

Gosh, reading this over, I'm slightly embarsed, it is very poorly written.
But I do like the idea of the story,It goes on to say that at one time, humans WERE the rulers of earth, and when the leaders of that time realized that they were growing thin, they made this magic "rule" that couldn't be broken.
noone knows the rule exactly, but it has something to do with the human race never being able to die out.
I havent figured out quite how yet though...
perhaps women, when they reach the age of 17 become pregnant? weather there i s a father or not?
however, most of the children may not survive, because, as said above, there was famine and sickness everywhere amoung the humans?
could that be a good idea?

hm...i don't know about good idea, but it certainly is an interresting one.
i do like you story so far. definetly caught my attention. it's interesting how it's all futuristic-like, with the whole human WERE the rulers idea. but a little bit short.