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Post by Mental on Mar 26, 2004 4:49:19 GMT -5
chapter two WHEN I WOKE UP I looked forward and walked faster I then looked at the old lady again but she was fading away and the last I saw of her was a smile. I got home in another half an hour thinking to myself, was the drink water or not it didn’t look or taste like water and the old lady and her shop just disappeared. At home I ate my dinner, which was chips and egg I then took 25-30 minutes flicking through channels on the T.V to look for something to watch but nothing good was on. I got bored so I went to bed and since it was only 8pm I watched a film in my room. When the film was finished I went to brush my teeth but it was hard to see in the mirror it was like the mirror had been moved to a higher level or something. I swore I was shrinking. I knew I couldn’t be shrinking so I just carried on and went to bed (via watching a film). In the morning I woke up to find I was only 2ft tall after that I let out the biggest scream I had ever done.What was going on? Everything seemed big-too big. I felt two ft tall...I walked over and gazed into the mirror-I was two foot tall. I cursed again and again. What was happening-why was...why was I shrinking? I heard my Mum coming up the stairs in a hurry probably reacting to my scream. I stood there for a few seconds wondering what my Mum would say if she saw I had shrunk down to this size. I had to hide. I was so lucky that the airing cupboard was in my room; I ran to it and climbed in, by the time my Mum reached my room I realised that at my size no one in the house would have been able to hear my scream and other than that my Mum only comes in my room for one reason, to get sheets from the airing cupboard.
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Post by Mental on Mar 26, 2004 4:51:20 GMT -5
is anyone interested in chapter 3 it gets better
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Post by euromegamouth on Mar 26, 2004 4:52:30 GMT -5
(sarcastically) Interesting.I want to read more.So much more.
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Post by DetectiveDupin on Mar 28, 2004 4:40:16 GMT -5
Yea...I wanna read more. And thanks for taking my advice well.
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Post by Mental on Mar 31, 2004 7:21:16 GMT -5
Yea...I wanna read more. And thanks for taking my advice well. ok weird name to change to you are patsy arn't you
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Post by Mental on Mar 31, 2004 7:22:39 GMT -5
ok CHAPTER THREE
TIME FOR SCHOOL Step by step I heard my Mum coming closer and closer her steps echoed in my mind. I was I didn’t know whether I was sweating from the heat or from the fear of my Mum coming closer and closer every second.
Finally she arrived at the door of the cupboard and opened the door it wasn’t my Mum at all it was my little 10 year old brother Glen. He saw me and took a deep breath to yell out I jumped to the door and put my hand over his mouth, he though I was a midget burglar or something.
I told him who I was but he needed proof he just asked me what his full name was and I told him “Glen Michael Durham” I asked him to help me get to school and he agreed. I then said to him “here’s what we have to d-“ “no” he interrupted “I know what I can do”
I didn’t trust him but I had no choice. Glen told me to follow him downstairs and I did but half way I collapsed. I looked at Glen after he helped me up, but his dark blonde hair looked purple, the school uniform he wore (which was a navy blue jumper and on the left hand side he had a yellow circle with an owl in the middle and Colham Manor Primary also in yellow around the circle) looked multi-coloured. I got up easily and carried on going.
When we got to the end of the stairs we took a few steps to the kitchen and glen told me to hide. He went in and said to my Mum “your long purple hair it’s-“ “oh thank you Glen” my Mum interrupted but only till he started again, “It’s ugly like your face, also that flower dress is disgusting” “Your grounded” my Mum replied to his nasty comments. Glen ran away hoping for my Mum to chase him, but she didn’t. He then took a deep breathe again and walked into the kitchen a kicked my Mum in the shin.
She chased him and as he passed where I was he said, “run, now Jack” I ran to the bus stop getting smaller by the minute after being terrorised by people being called midget etcetera, I got to the bus stop within ten minutes. The bus came not long after I got to the bus stop and I got on. I sat at the back so less people would see me and call me names. When I got off the bus I was tiny only 0.5ft the only thing that kept me sane was knowing that this was only a dream it couldn’t be real it’s impossible, at least that what I thought.
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Post by The Amazing...Spider-Man! on Apr 1, 2004 4:32:10 GMT -5
if you're not that tall people can't call you names so it doesn't matter where you sit,but nice story for someone who's annoyed at me for no reason
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Post by The Amazing...Spider-Man! on Apr 1, 2004 4:39:25 GMT -5
why are you annoyed at me?what is your problem with me today?
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Post by The Amazing...Spider-Man! on Apr 1, 2004 4:46:32 GMT -5
i get it...you're annoyed at everyone,not just me
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Post by The Amazing...Spider-Man! on Apr 1, 2004 4:49:28 GMT -5
how do you do avatars?
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Post by Mental on Apr 1, 2004 4:49:56 GMT -5
stop talking to yourself
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Post by Mental on Apr 1, 2004 4:50:31 GMT -5
it's freaky
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Post by The Amazing...Spider-Man! on Apr 1, 2004 4:51:58 GMT -5
as a friend,i'm asking you
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Post by Mental on Apr 1, 2004 4:55:24 GMT -5
asking me what
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Post by The Amazing...Spider-Man! on Apr 1, 2004 4:57:03 GMT -5
how to have an avatar like yours but not exactly like yours
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