I was going to my new school riding my scooter, then I tripped over on the concrete floor. Luckily I was wearing my favourite fluffy Jacket, which protected me from damaging myself. I stand up and notice red blood on my new Jacket. “Damn, my Mum’s gonna kill me.” I thought. I realise that my whole body is now bleeding. I danced around trying to shake the liquid off me, but it just made it stain. I spun around and saw a guy with a gun, aiming at me, tempted to pull the trigger. Police sirens started wailing, and he was gone.
Wednesday, October 21, 2020
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Very good writing, Jeremy! The description was everything. The way you used the 5 words this challenge were very creative, I might say. My favorite part was when it said, "Damn my Mum's gonna kill me." I like how at the end the robber just disappeared. This was quite a story. Good job on 100WC.
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