Aperfectexample Of Literarynonsense
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Today, I walked inside my house, after a great day at school. My parents were at work, so I was alone. To my surprise, I find a small, yellow envelope, next to my desk lamp. I grabbed it, and opened it carefully. I was shocked. There wasn't anything on the parchment inside of the envelope. About 23 seconds after that, I heard a faint crash. Possibly a burglar? I walked downstairs to investigate. The window near my couch in the living room was shattered, explaining the noise. Then I looked to the right. The one thing I would have never guessed was in the middle of my living room. There was an 8 foot oak tree resting, as if that position was where the tree had been planted. I thought to myself, "How did an oak tree from a forest get into my house?" The only other tree I have seen by my house is the palm tree in my front yard. But, all of a sudden, the ground started shaking. There are no earthquakes in Florida! But wait, I'm in New York! I stumbled over to the broken window, and see a mushroom cloud rising quickly, and it looked close. After that, everything went white. I awoke to myself rolling around uncontrollably in a basement, which appeared to be in my house. After cleaning the drool off of my sweater, I started growing taller. Sort of like an extreme growth spurt, but I was gaining about 3 inches every second. I finally realized that I wasn't growing, but I was flying! Impossible! How can it be? I flew right out of the basement, and then out the front door. I just kept flying, and flying, and never stopped flying! The sky had no limit! But wait! The space ship exploded! WHAT'S HAPPENING?!!!? I couldn't get the strait jacket off, but I'll keep trying anyway.
That, my friends, was a writing prompt for my college class. Except, the prompt was to write a fairly large paragraph with a few words in there. I call it, Insanity.
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Sorry, I didnt mean to say I wrote it for my college class. I actually wrote it a while ago, in high school.
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This is just wonderful its like a dream.
Nateofwar owns your mother
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At 2/2/10 09:26 PM, Nateofwar wrote: This is just wonderful its like a dream.
Really, this does seem like the dreams that I'd be having when I was about 5-8 years old. For the restrictions you were given I've got to say that this is a pretty fantastic, imaginative piece of writing. Perhaps you could have a go at writing something with the same limitations now and seeing how different they are with your matured style of thought and further improved writing abilities.
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At 2/3/10 12:00 PM, mwmike wrote:At 2/2/10 09:26 PM, Nateofwar wrote: This is just wonderful its like a dream.Really, this does seem like the dreams that I'd be having when I was about 5-8 years old.
Actually, I had this dream when I was 9.

