Chores Are Definitely Bad For You
I was cycling
down the road. My destination on my GPS, I mean, my brain was the supermarket. I
was actually cycling amazingly fast…FAST!? When did I ever want to do chores?
Since I could
buy whatever I liked.
My mum wanted
me to buy some stuff, but; but more money was given than needed to me. Enough
extra money for comics. I wasn't sure I was going to get there in time. So I
panicked and took a sharp turn. RED light. A car was going to hit me. The car stopped suddenly. I looked then
stared, my history teacher. Now I’m history.
I am so please to so that you changed the font sizeof fast...FAST, and the ending play on the word history is brilliant.
ReplyDeleteMrs T