this is what it says: (random characters)

I sat there afraid to move, with the green glow from the thick electric bars  on my

face. I was trying to figure out how i got here and why they picked me.

It all started one day in Sanfransisco. It was a nice warm day. I was walking my

my big, tan, and black dog, Gus. All of a sudden five green things with big fangs and

they had some slime on them and they were about five to six feet tall. They had huge

claws and a big green and brown gun of alien type I guessed. Their eyes were totally

black and it made them look blind. They took me to this big, steel, circular, and

intimidating ship. Well, thats how I got here but the new question is how do i get out of

here!? The room I am in has no windows and one door.

There were two computers in the room the first one said the following:

NAME=MIKE, HEIGHT=6Õ4Ó, WEIGHT=201., HAIR=BROWN- BUZZ. Then at the

bottom there was a picture of me. The other screen said the following: NAME=GUS-

DOG, AGE=2, WEIGHT=109LBS., HAIR=BROWN, BLACK, AND ûTAN. Then at the

bottom it had a picture of Gus. I wondered where they got all of that information.

There was a button on the other side of the room that turned of the bars but I

couldnÕt reach it. An alien walked in, he had a remote on his belt that i grabbed. I

thought I could hit the button with it. I threw it and got out only to be clubbed in the head

by an alien. I kicked him and he slashed me with his huge claws. I fell back and kicked

him from the ground, I grabbed his gun and shot. The kick back sent me flying but the

bullet hit directly in the chest.

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I looked over myself, I had a light gouge across my chest and stomach and my

leg was really. I picked up the gun and let Gus out. We left the room and we walked

down a long hallway. I found a window and looked out. I saw the blue and white earth

getting smaller and smaller, it was very beautiful considering my current predicament.

It actually made me calm. I started back down the hall. When I turned a corner Gu ûs

growled and I held the gun up. He came around the corner and I kicked his gun away

but he kicked back. I shot at him and missed, he shot and hit my left hand. I pulled the

trigger and shot. He was dead. All of this scared Gus but he came back.

I found what I thought was the cockpit and I slowly entered. There was an alien

sitting in a seat that I shot. Then one ran in when he heard the sound. His first shot

hit Gus in the foot, the other hit the floor. I shot him and ran to get Gus.

I went to look for an escape pod or anything like that. I found one and carried

Gus in. I pressed a big red button and it launched. I landed in my back yard, and as

soon as I got out the pod went away. I have proof that it happened, too. My proof is the

gun that I kept. All I can say is that they will be back and it will be in greater numbers.

That is what happened Oprah, and all of it is totally true. I wouldnÕt be on your talk

show if it was not.

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I do not know. I cannot get it to open without needing to reformat the disk.