Here is my old creative nghề viết văn work. This is about a girl who goes on an adventure with Michael Jackson and her two old friends
Here I am, walking trang chủ from another boring ngày of school. I quickly ran trang chủ to get to uncle's house. When I got there, of course, my rich yet neglectful uncle would be sleeping on the white plush đi văng in the living room and all four of my cousins would be playing in the backyard.
My bedroom was the attic, which my uncle and cousins would have their nice and big bedrooms, while I got stuck with the tiny, somewhat dusty attic. When I got there, I placed my black messenger bag bởi the nightstand and lay down on the bed. I turn to my left and pick up a vàng picture frame with a picture of my late parents smiling, like nothing's happing. I sadly said,
"Mom, dad, why'd bạn go?"
I look up at the ceiling and looked at my dozen Michael Jackson posters, all from different eras, that I hung up to ignore the bland beige color that was painted.
"You understand me, don't you?" I start to smile at them and I start to feel a little sleepy and let out a big yawn.
"I could use a nap." I dreamily started to close her eyes and fall asleep.
"Hello, are bạn okay?" I start to hear a smooth yet calming voice. As I open my eyes, my vision was feeling a bit hazel, I see a handsome guy with black curly hair, light brown skin and in a red sweater, black pants, white socks, and black loafers. As my vision started to get cleared, I open my eyes and say,
"Michael Jackson?!" My brown eyes pop.
That was part 1. Please leave a bình luận telling me if bạn liked it
Here I am, walking trang chủ from another boring ngày of school. I quickly ran trang chủ to get to uncle's house. When I got there, of course, my rich yet neglectful uncle would be sleeping on the white plush đi văng in the living room and all four of my cousins would be playing in the backyard.
My bedroom was the attic, which my uncle and cousins would have their nice and big bedrooms, while I got stuck with the tiny, somewhat dusty attic. When I got there, I placed my black messenger bag bởi the nightstand and lay down on the bed. I turn to my left and pick up a vàng picture frame with a picture of my late parents smiling, like nothing's happing. I sadly said,
"Mom, dad, why'd bạn go?"
I look up at the ceiling and looked at my dozen Michael Jackson posters, all from different eras, that I hung up to ignore the bland beige color that was painted.
"You understand me, don't you?" I start to smile at them and I start to feel a little sleepy and let out a big yawn.
"I could use a nap." I dreamily started to close her eyes and fall asleep.
"Hello, are bạn okay?" I start to hear a smooth yet calming voice. As I open my eyes, my vision was feeling a bit hazel, I see a handsome guy with black curly hair, light brown skin and in a red sweater, black pants, white socks, and black loafers. As my vision started to get cleared, I open my eyes and say,
"Michael Jackson?!" My brown eyes pop.
That was part 1. Please leave a bình luận telling me if bạn liked it
Setting: Michael is at his computer on Facebook when someone post something on his wall.
Michael: What did Alicia post on my wall? Michael clicks and goes to his thông tin các nhân page to see that she had đã đăng a video . Michael clicks play.
2 phút into the video
Michael: What the hell is this???????
3 phút in
Michael: I wanna cut this off but i cant!!!!!!!!!
At the end of the video
Michael: What the hell did i just watch????
Scene
If you're wondering what video im talking about heres the link: link
Michael: What did Alicia post on my wall? Michael clicks and goes to his thông tin các nhân page to see that she had đã đăng a video . Michael clicks play.
2 phút into the video
Michael: What the hell is this???????
3 phút in
Michael: I wanna cut this off but i cant!!!!!!!!!
At the end of the video
Michael: What the hell did i just watch????
Scene
If you're wondering what video im talking about heres the link: link