strangeluv2000
10-22-2011, 7:43 PM
I'm not much on writting stories but I can tell you how I got into trampling, it started before I was of school age I would be bothering mom to play games or something and she would tell me to go up stairs and play. I dont know why and have no idea why but one day I got one of moms shoes it was a sandle and picked up the one side of my bed and stacked some books under it to hold it up then I put moms shoe on me and removed the stack of books, I dont know why but it just felt good. Then when I started the first grade I met a kid and we became friends he told me to call him on sat to see what was going on and maybe we could do something, as we were talking he yelled OUCH when I asked him what he yelled about he said his sisters just walked on him after questioning him he said he was laying on the steps while talking to me and they just walked down the steps and walked on him I asked him why so he asked them and they said cause your there. At that moment I so wanted to be him, several weeks went by before I got to go over to his house as he didnt live close by, when I got there he told me to come up to his room we layed on the floor talking about base ball when his one sister wallked in she was about 13 and told him to clean up the room, he said something to the affect when I'm ready and with that she walked over to him and started trampling him saying you'll do it now, he said I'll do it when I'm ready then his sister called his other sister over she was about 17 and they both strated to trample him, he yelled I'm gonna tell Mom when his sister said go ahead and youll get it from her for not cleaning up your room. Shortly after that they moved and I never saw him again. Then I kind of forgot about being trampled for a while till a girl moved in down the street we would play games I never heard of one game was for somebody to crawl under a dinning room table and get out before the other one could walk around it I was winning the game till one time I got stuck between the chair legs my head was out but not the rest of me, as she came around the conor she said I get that point, I said no I'm out she looked down at me and said are you sure ? I said yea I'm sure with that she walked right on my face stood there for a couple seconds then said ok I guess you were out. That was the end of my trampling till I was older but that's another story I'll tell later.