Liar,Liar_Replay the day_Hot Chops and Cold Truth_A virus which changes the world
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Liar,Liar
Mummy says the playground’s closed because of the virus. I’m not sure. Mummy’s said the playground’s closed before. But she lied. I know because when we had to write about what we did at the weekend, Billy Williams wrote about going to the playground and drew a picture of the big yellow slide. Usually when Mummy lies about the playground being open, she’s all grumpy and her eyes look red and sleepy and her breath smells funny. But she looks normal today, so maybe the playground has got the virus. I hope the swings haven’t got it. They’re my favourite. I can swing as high as a bird and leave ev...
Replay the day
My mind was fully awake and alert but despite every fervent effort on my part, my eyes refused to budge. I could feel the soft sheets beneath my almost bare skin and could smell the lavender scent as it waltzed against my nose. Everything felt so familiar yet at the same time so very strange. After a bit of self motivation and an equal amount of force my eyes eventually decided to co-operate. The sleep induced crust from my sweet slumber cracked as I slowly opened my eyes and took in my surroundings. The room before me was immaculately clean and beautifully decorated in white and gold. Obvious...
Hot Chops and Cold Truth
As they trudged along the dirt road's shoulder, Jeb Compton looked down at his Bluetick Coonhound. “Homer, I've had better days. First, my old John Deere tractor won't start, and it takes two hours of fussing and cussing to get her up and running. Next, I find that new herbicide I sprayed on them soybeans awhile back ain't living up to its billing. Then, I have to take you to the vet for what turns out to be a case of garbage gut. And finally, we get run off the road and stuck in the ditch 'cause that Jenkins kid is driving too fast and slewing around."Jeb took off his cap and ran a hand thro...
A virus which changes the world Wordwww.onedoor.cc count:1803
David arrives home from work, enters his home to his favourite jazz sound and tv news channel. He waves a hand, the music quietens and the lights turn on as he puts his work station down, removes jacket and shoes. Now to relax, he says to himself, turning towards the kitchen saying “usual coffee”, and at once there is the sound of a machine busy responding. He turns his attention to the tv just as the news music comes on and the presenter welcomes him to this evenings edition of the day’s news. He is partly listening as he goes back to the kitchen for his coffee, picking up a large mug of fre...