Monday, 31 March 2014

Short stories


The clock struck one, and the house across the road started flaming. We ran to see if everyone was okay.But then a bomb went off.

Mum a psycho killer was chasing me last night, but I used my epic skills to evade him.I grabbed a bat and hit him.He was my brother in a mask.

I wondered why the ball was getting bigger and bigger,then it hit me.

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