Post by The Silent Orator on Mar 22, 2007 13:12:50 GMT -5
I did this during the class I have now, out of sheer boredom. I'm too lazy to do my own story, so I did someone else's. Enjoy.
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“My bad day”
I was at home on the computer, looking at many different things and talking to my girlfriend. It was a nice day to be in the house, on a hot summer Saturday. It was like a shield of ice, making me impervious to the heat of that summer day. However, I was about to venture into the heat as my mother embarked me upon a quest.
“Junior! I want you to drive to the store and get me some stuff!” my mother called to me. I sighed as I realized I had no choice. It was either do the chore or risk being grounded from using my car. I called back, “Sure, sure…”
I got my car keys from the table nearby and went to the door. Just touching that doorknob made me realize how blazing hot it would be outside. Still, I had no choice but to go out of my asylum into the fiery abyss of the great outdoors.
Opening the door, I felt the blast of hot air shoot toward me. It was like a taste of the devil’s lair itself. I ran as fast as I could toward my car and quickly opened it up. I got inside and sat down on the hot suede seat. My backside cried out in agony at the barbarity I had subjected it. It was a pandemonium in the car as I rushed to turn on that car.
I turned the key and the engine rotated a few times. Nothing. I tried again, and finally it turned on. The allure of the cool, refreshing air of the air conditioner caused me to turn that knob and turn it on. I did not feel assuaged as the fans from the air conditioner blasted not the cold air I so greatly desired, but a blazing hot inferno that had purloined my hopes of refreshment.
I grabbed the lever to put the car in drive; wincing slightly at the heat it gave my hand. I pulled out of the driveway and drove to the local ShopRite. I cursed to myself as I realized my mother picked the most incommoded time for me to do the errand. I drove by the farms, a multiplicity of animals leaving their offal on the ground, with its stench augmented by the heat of the weather. Their hovels looking worse than a pig sty after a tornado hit. I finally pulled into the parking lot just as the air conditioner started putting out cold air. I walked into the store, debilitated from the heat.
I looked at the sky, noticing the inclemency slowly cover the sky. About an hour later, I walked outside to find a thunderstorm had come. My car was parked adjacent to a fire hydrant that I didn’t notice earlier. I muttered to myself as I picked the ticket off my windshield and drove back home.
I sat at the computer, and went back to what I was doing.
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“My bad day”
I was at home on the computer, looking at many different things and talking to my girlfriend. It was a nice day to be in the house, on a hot summer Saturday. It was like a shield of ice, making me impervious to the heat of that summer day. However, I was about to venture into the heat as my mother embarked me upon a quest.
“Junior! I want you to drive to the store and get me some stuff!” my mother called to me. I sighed as I realized I had no choice. It was either do the chore or risk being grounded from using my car. I called back, “Sure, sure…”
I got my car keys from the table nearby and went to the door. Just touching that doorknob made me realize how blazing hot it would be outside. Still, I had no choice but to go out of my asylum into the fiery abyss of the great outdoors.
Opening the door, I felt the blast of hot air shoot toward me. It was like a taste of the devil’s lair itself. I ran as fast as I could toward my car and quickly opened it up. I got inside and sat down on the hot suede seat. My backside cried out in agony at the barbarity I had subjected it. It was a pandemonium in the car as I rushed to turn on that car.
I turned the key and the engine rotated a few times. Nothing. I tried again, and finally it turned on. The allure of the cool, refreshing air of the air conditioner caused me to turn that knob and turn it on. I did not feel assuaged as the fans from the air conditioner blasted not the cold air I so greatly desired, but a blazing hot inferno that had purloined my hopes of refreshment.
I grabbed the lever to put the car in drive; wincing slightly at the heat it gave my hand. I pulled out of the driveway and drove to the local ShopRite. I cursed to myself as I realized my mother picked the most incommoded time for me to do the errand. I drove by the farms, a multiplicity of animals leaving their offal on the ground, with its stench augmented by the heat of the weather. Their hovels looking worse than a pig sty after a tornado hit. I finally pulled into the parking lot just as the air conditioner started putting out cold air. I walked into the store, debilitated from the heat.
I looked at the sky, noticing the inclemency slowly cover the sky. About an hour later, I walked outside to find a thunderstorm had come. My car was parked adjacent to a fire hydrant that I didn’t notice earlier. I muttered to myself as I picked the ticket off my windshield and drove back home.
I sat at the computer, and went back to what I was doing.