My mom said I needed some apparel for school, but I decided to not wear any. My whole family besieged me and tried to not let me go to school in my, “clothes” but I got away from them and hid until the bus came. Right before I went to school I tried to compress all my binders into my backpack which was pretty successful until my backpack ripped. So, I was going to school without clothes, books, or a book bag. At the beginning of school the principal decided to denounce to the whole school what “clothes” I was wearing (my principal is pretty crazy).
When I came to my first class, my teacher decided to dispatch me to the principal’s office (which was pretty normal, I went about three times a day). I came into the office and there was a raging fire. I tried to douse is with the principal’s unlimited supply of alcohol (I told you he was a little weird), but it was no use. I expressly started rolling on the ground because I was on fire! After passing out after I got out of the fire, I was in a dessert and extremely famished (I forgot to mention I lived in a desert). The fire had burned down the whole town, and every city within eighty miles. I was picked up by a group of survivors in a car, and then I was fed.
Since there were about fifty survivors and nothing to eat, the leaders of the expedition forsake me and about twenty other people. For the rest of the week there seemed to be nothing gainful or to any help at all to the twenty unlucky people that were deserted. On the eighth day of searching we saw an immense pool of water. We all dove into it, but it ended up being a mirage.
On the tenth day we ineptly found the other survivors. They were in a cave shivering in fear because their car had run out of gas. We then beat them up and stole all their food and water. Since it was my idea to attack I was proclaimed the leader of the “group” and the most ingenious of all of the twenty members. If I asked for water, I was instantaneously granted some. The problem was that I drank half the water supply because of this privilege, but I told everyone the second-smartest person did it and they believed me. We deserted him for his stealing and we made him eat sand as a punishment. After a while the praising started to irk me.
Once out of the desert I planned to libel a book of our adventures. While I was in the desert I was misgiving that we would ever get out, but finally we did. I told everyone in the tribe to jump of a cliff, and they did (they really obey my command) which is good because I get all the water. I had had a tribe of worthless oafs anyway. Because of the strong winds I began to recede back into the desert I had just come out of. I had to have shelter in the cave were my first tribe was and I told them about my plans to write my book about my adventures. Since they weren’t too fond about me leading the attack of their tribe where we stole all their supplies they said I would have one last supper. I had my last repast before they stoned me to death.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
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