OK, right I need to get Writing- I MEAN TYPING!
OK right... Umm what was I going to do? Oh yeah right I forgot. I WAS GOING TO WRITE! I MEAN TYPE!
So what am I going to write about? Uhh. . . I could right about dinosaurs! No I can't. I don't know anything about dinosaurs. Hmmmm. . . MAYBE I COULD WRITE ABOUT-! Nah. . . OR MAYBE-! Nope that won't work. . . * Clock goes Tick Tock* Hmm. . . * Smiles* YES I COULD DO. . . * Smile fades* Never mind. ARRRHGGHHH!!!! THIS IS JUST * Squeezes hands so hard nails dig and make cuts ( PS. My nails haven't been cut )* AGGGHHH!!!! * Calms self down* OK right, I've calmed down. I'll just go get some plasters and I'll start to write- I MEAN TYPE! * Runs to bathroom*
* Five minutes later*
* 30 minutes later*
* A hour later*
* 2 hours later *
* 3 hours later* . . . * Crickets start clicking*
THE SETTING IS MY BEDROOM. . .
* In bedroom* I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO WRITE!!! * Plasters are on hands* I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO WRITE!!! NO!!!!!! THINK, BRAIN, THINK! AGHHHHH! IT'S JUST SO FRUSTRATING!!!!! I NEED TO CALM DOWN ! * Takes deep breaths* * Is calm for a moment...*
ARRGGGHH! IT IS SO HARD!!!! THIS IS SO FRUSTRATING!! * Holds head and pulls hair* OWWWW!! THAT HURT!!! * rubs head* That really hurt. * Goes to get ice downstairs*
* 10 minutes*
* 20 minutes*
* 30 minutes*
* Hour and a half*
* TV downstairs goes on*
THE SETTING IS THE LIVING ROOM. . . * Echo echo echo*
* In the library*
LIBRARIAN: Wrong setting, Sweetie. I think the setting is in the living room not the library. * Pats on the back* Thank you Miss Nice.
* In the living room* . . . * I am sitting on the couch watching TV* AGGHH! COMPUTER STOP FOLLOWING ME AROUND! PLUS I CAN'T TYPE BECAUSE I GOT PLASTERS ON MY HANDS! * Computer sets Typing to Voice Command* Aww, come on! Fine I'll do it. * Says random stuff* I LIKE POOP! I played soccer and I won. Then I ATE BANANAS! Do you like apples?
* Computer types it down*
Do these pants make me look fat? * Looks at self in the mirror*
IS DIONYSUS GOING TO MAKE ME A DOLPHIN?
If I sail through the Mediterrean, Will I fight Chrysoar?
Oh right, You want to know what Dionmysus is? I mean who? Yes you do want to know who Dionysus is.
OK right... Umm what was I going to do? Oh yeah right I forgot. I WAS GOING TO WRITE! I MEAN TYPE!
So what am I going to write about? Uhh. . . I could right about dinosaurs! No I can't. I don't know anything about dinosaurs. Hmmmm. . . MAYBE I COULD WRITE ABOUT-! Nah. . . OR MAYBE-! Nope that won't work. . . * Clock goes Tick Tock* Hmm. . . * Smiles* YES I COULD DO. . . * Smile fades* Never mind. ARRRHGGHHH!!!! THIS IS JUST * Squeezes hands so hard nails dig and make cuts ( PS. My nails haven't been cut )* AGGGHHH!!!! * Calms self down* OK right, I've calmed down. I'll just go get some plasters and I'll start to write- I MEAN TYPE! * Runs to bathroom*
* Five minutes later*
* 30 minutes later*
* A hour later*
* 2 hours later *
* 3 hours later* . . . * Crickets start clicking*
THE SETTING IS MY BEDROOM. . .
* In bedroom* I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO WRITE!!! * Plasters are on hands* I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO WRITE!!! NO!!!!!! THINK, BRAIN, THINK! AGHHHHH! IT'S JUST SO FRUSTRATING!!!!! I NEED TO CALM DOWN ! * Takes deep breaths* * Is calm for a moment...*
ARRGGGHH! IT IS SO HARD!!!! THIS IS SO FRUSTRATING!! * Holds head and pulls hair* OWWWW!! THAT HURT!!! * rubs head* That really hurt. * Goes to get ice downstairs*
* 10 minutes*
* 20 minutes*
* 30 minutes*
* Hour and a half*
* TV downstairs goes on*
THE SETTING IS THE LIVING ROOM. . . * Echo echo echo*
* In the library*
LIBRARIAN: Wrong setting, Sweetie. I think the setting is in the living room not the library. * Pats on the back* Thank you Miss Nice.
* In the living room* . . . * I am sitting on the couch watching TV* AGGHH! COMPUTER STOP FOLLOWING ME AROUND! PLUS I CAN'T TYPE BECAUSE I GOT PLASTERS ON MY HANDS! * Computer sets Typing to Voice Command* Aww, come on! Fine I'll do it. * Says random stuff* I LIKE POOP! I played soccer and I won. Then I ATE BANANAS! Do you like apples?
* Computer types it down*
Do these pants make me look fat? * Looks at self in the mirror*
IS DIONYSUS GOING TO MAKE ME A DOLPHIN?
If I sail through the Mediterrean, Will I fight Chrysoar?
Oh right, You want to know what Dionmysus is? I mean who? Yes you do want to know who Dionysus is.
1 comments:
Wonderful writing! You did it.
Mrs B :)
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