its a story i made for my video production class....
X-Files
“Consumed”

Rick at lunch hanging out with his friends by the student store. They were laughing about some new video that had come out on YouTube. Some girls walked in and they all started talking. Rick was smiling and laughing along with his friends. The dismissal bell rang and they all let out one last laugh and headed to their classes. Rick, Jason and Lisa all headed to English.
In English, Jason and Lisa were on the opposite side of the room as Rick, they were talking and Rick looked over and slouched in his chair, letting out a lonesome sigh. Class dragged along it seems, Mrs. Karmea was just telling them about the new Verbal Advantage words for the week. Mrs. Karmea was a small woman, quiet and new to the school.
Near the end of class Rick was watching the clock. 4 seconds until the bell... 3 seconds...2 seconds... 1 second...RING, RING, RING. The students piled out the door quickly. Rick was last in class, still picking up his backpack. “Richard,” Mrs. Karmea called as he was heading towards the door. “Come here for a moment. I want to talk to you about your grade.” He walked over to her desk. “Rick.” He said, a tad annoyed. “ardon?” She replied. “Rick. My name is Rick. You called me 'Richard'.” He murmured.
“Rick, your grade is dropping.” She said. “I know.” He said, more annoyed. 'Theres not really much I can do about it. I'm too busy with other things.' He thought, referring to his social life, his friends. “I know its not something that easy to fix, but there is one way your grade can be boosted, and its simple, too.” Mrs. Karmea said trying to be as kind as possible without sounding like a witch.

Rick looked at her, giving a look of confusion, as he adjusted his backpack that was falling off his shoulder.“Well,” She continued, “You can read a high point book in the library. You don't have any EBS points, and you need quite a few to pass. EBS is 1/3 of your grade in English, and is you pass that, you pass this class with a 'C' or better.” She smiled sweetly.
Some students started coming in for the next class. He looked behind him and saw a couple of his friends walking in. “Hey! Rick! Get to class!” one of them said in a teasing tone. Rick turned his head back towards the teacher “I'm not much of a reader Mrs. Karmea..” He said in a hushed tone. “There are a bunch of new books that just came in. Lots of points for each book, you could probably knock out all of the EBS score with one book.” She said quietly. “OK, thanks Mrs. Karmea.” Rick said turning around to head to class. “Sue.” She said. “What?” Rick said turning his head. “Call me Sue.” Rick looked at her confused. “Just kidding, Rick. Get to class now.”
He left and hurried to PE, where Jason and Lisa were waiting up for him. “Whats with that?” Jason said. “Whats with what?” Rick replied. “Teacher wanted you to stay back? What'd you do this time? Or is she just pickin' on you?” He said. Rick laughed and nodded “Crazy hag.” he said pointing to her class. On the way to PE, Rick felt bad about what he said. He shrugged and sighed and finished the day.
Rick wakes up and gets ready for school and his dad drops him off early. The school is empty except for two or three students and staff members walking around campus. Rick shivers, showing its cold outside. The sun is barely peeking past the hill. Rick looked around and walked across the field towards the Library.
Rick stood right in front of the door. It was a dingy green color, with a black plaque in the center the read “LIBRARY” in white letters. The sign next to the door was slid to “OPEN”, as if inviting Rick to step on in. Rick looked around him, making sure no one was seeing him. He slowly put his hand on the door knob and opened the door.
Rick walked inside and looked around. A couple of nerds sitting around doing homework and reading at the table. A cranky looking librarian standing behind the counter. Rick walked up to her and stood there, quiet for a second. “Well?” The librarian said impatiently. “Uhm.. Yeah.. My Teacher- Mrs. Karmea.. She said..” “Spit it out.” “W-where are the n-new books?” She pointed her finger towards the back. Rick nodded and said thanks and walked towards the back.
One of the lights were flickering. Rick got the shivered again, but he wasn't cold. He gave an eerie look around. He pulled out a few books without reading the inside. They were crisp, never opened, all of them were a dark grey color. He was looking at the titles, “Trapped” by Anonymous, “lague” by Anonymous, “Nightmare” by Anonymous. 'Thats a little weird,' he thought. 'They're all one word titles, and ALL of them are by this 'Anonymous..''
He walked down the isle, toward the very back. These books were completely black. The titles were written in silver. “Locked” by Anonymous, “Fear” by Anonymous, “Trauma” by Anonymous. His eye caught on one book, “Consumed” by Anonymous. He grabbed it off the shelf slowly, opened the book, hearing the light crackling sounds as the new binding adjusted. He ran his finger down along the first page. 60 points. Perfect!
Rick went to the Librarian and checked out the book and left. He didn't read the book for a couple of days. One night he began to read it, since he couldn't sleep. He stayed up the entire night reading it.
A week later he sat down at a bench at school before the beginning bell and began reading the book. His face brightened up with a small hint of fear and he hunched over the book with intent interest. Turn page.
Lunch time. Rick is sitting a a table alone. Reading his book. Looks like hes about half-way through. Jason walked up to rick and said “Hey man, whats up?” Rick didn't say anything. He just kept reading his book. Jason stood there for a second as Rick kept reading the book, he looked over Ricks book at the pages and saw that they were blank.”dude, hello?” Jason said waving his hand across Ricks' face. “Whatever jerk.” Jason said angrily and stormed off. Rick was alone the rest of the lunch period reading the book.
English Class. Reading “Consumed” While Mrs. Karmea is talking about the Verbal Advantage homework. “Rick.” Mrs. Karmea said. Rick kept on reading. “Rick” She repeated, still keeping her sweet tone. Rick kept on reading. “Richard!” She said, raising her voice. The class made small whispers and gasps for the first time hearing their sweet teacher yelling at someone. Rick kept on reading, as if he never even heard her.
Mrs. Karmea sighed in disgust and grabbed the book out of Ricks hands. Rick looked up at her, with a look of pure hatred in his eyes immediately after she grabbed the book. His eyes, they were red and dark underneath, as if he hasn't slept in a week.
Mrs. Karmea turned around to walk towards her desk It feels as if times slows down as we see the front of Mrs. Karmea. Then we see Rick standing up right behind her. He has the same look of pure hatred directed towards her. As rick leans forward, one student pulls out their cell phone pressed 3 buttons. 'Beep. Beep. Beep.' seeing the phone screen '911... Calling.' Another student gasps as Rick leaps forward, jumping on Mrs. Karmea and attacking her to get the book back. “Give it back! Give it back! Give it back! Give it Back!” He kept saying as he was attacking her on the ground. She let out a cry. Students jumps towards Rick in an attempt to pull him off of their kind teacher.
Sirens. Students are gathered outside of the school, everyone whispering or shouting. Teachers trying to calm everyone down. Mrs. Karmea was talking to a policeman. He was taking down notes. Shes was crying, rambling on and on about how she didn't mean to be rude. The policeman Put his arm around her and said it wasn't her fault, she was doing the right thing for a teacher to do. Still, she kept rambling about how it was her fault.
Everything started to calm down, students went back to class, The parking lot cleared out except for a few teachers, the principal, and a few policeman and an ambulance team caring for a small cut on Mrs. Karmea's cheek. There were 2 detectives there as well, talking to the librarian. Overheard parts of the conversation : “Government replacing regular books with new plain ones... suspicious books... students loosing sanity...Asylum... results happen with the title... blank pages...
There was a cop car set in the background, everything closed in as the view of the car becomes the main focus. The backseat window had bars on it, the door was shut. Someone was inside. He was leaning over. Rick, leaning over the book, still reading. His hands were cuffed in front of him. He was so focused, The outside world didn't distract him at all, he barely even blinked. Turn Page.
Rick was sitting in a white room. No windows, no bed, no pictures. Just him, sitting in a wooden chair facing opposite of the door. Hunched over his book, still reading intensely. Backing out of the room, outside of the door. The door shut, Its thick, metal, with a long thick window, still viewing Rick. On the door there was a plaque: 'Asylum:Richard.15 years. “Consumed” Anonymous.'

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