Ladies and gentlemen of the jury.Citizens of the court.I am here to present my case.I claim that Mr Wolf is not guilty of blowing down 2 houses,breaking and entering and trying to eat the 3 pigs,porky,porky senior and porky junior.Firstly and foremost,mr Wolf had asthma.It would have been impossible for him to blow down even an unsturdy straw or stick house.the pigs porky porky and porky should have let him in,after all he only wanted a cup of sugar to make his old,frail grandmother a birthday cake.The pigs did have reason to protect their house but the wolf had a perfect record until his untimely young death.Upon further notice it was noticed that traces of dynamite was located within the stick and straw houses so I conclude with this.the pigs porky porky and porky have commited insurance fraud,cannibilism,and first degree murder.
"we're broke!"His voice thundered like well,thunder.All the guests to this party stopped.Did Mr Theomin seriously say he was broke?Awkward silence filled the air as the great boom of his voice quietened down.Suddenly a shrill,sharp,ear-wrenching voice started up."Broke,What about your ancestors great fortune?"the man said."Monsieur Jacqiun,I do believe I have absolutely no idea what your talking about".Mr Theomin said in a quieter,regaller more calm and polite voice."Do you not know that your wife bless her soul,left behind a great ruby of magnificent value hidden somewhere in your great house".Mr Theomin's ear perked up at the sound of this.He bid his guests farewell and as soon as they left he simply slumped to the ground,exhausted.
He woke up to the sound of a roaring fire roaring and a kettle bubbling with boiling water.As he stood up he groaned and his head span.How many drinks had he had last night.It was only 5 or 6 or,well okay the truth 17.He walked to the dining room and slowly sat down in his chair.What if Monsieur Jacquin was right.He remembered the note he found on his wife's bedside table.He had not read it for fear of what it might have said.He shoveled the porridge into his mouth.Suddenly,he stood up.He ran to the door and opened it in a speed men 40 years younger then him could not have done.He bolted up the main stairway and into the games room.Swerving to get around the giant pool table he ran towards the frame he had put up and opened the case.Inside he found his wife's letter to him.he pulled the beautiful wax seal off and read what it had to say. "My darling If you are reading this then I am dead .It breaks my heart to tell you this but the family treasury is almost empty.Because of this I hid one last great treasure for the family.It is a ruby of immense wealth.I have made a set of clues leading to it so no one else finds it.The first clue is within the .............. The rest of the letter had been blotted out with an ink blot.Mr Theomin fell to the ground,shivering then he blacked out "I see dead people"
The old building showed extreme signs of decay.The door was rotting and the hinges were rusted,creaking when the wind blew in through the gaping holes in the old,dead house.The windows had been broken for some time and jagged glass hung in the windowsill.The roof had all but fallen down and the shingles lay in broken piles around the building.The man studied the building with caution.He was dressed all in black,with a black cloak and a top hat.He had bought the property and had not known what it actually looked like.With a casual shrug he went inside.He went in and a drowsy feeling swept over him.He fell to the ground,Sleeping heavily. He woke with a start.He couldn't remember the last time he had slept."Oink"."I'm sure I didn't say that".He stood up and went to the kitchen.A decapitated piglet awaited him.His gaze shifted upwards and the piglets bloody head sat skewered on the chandelier.Drawn by the sight of blood he ran forwards but passed straight through the pig.He turned around with an inhuman speed and the pig and head were gone.Infuriated,He ran to the basement and ripped off the rotting wood door.The stench of death engulfed him like a wave.He staggered down,His dark hair gleaming he issued a search.After a long and tedious search he found no bodies but saw a strange necromantic encryption upon an ancient stone wall..He put 3 fingers against the wall in a claw movement and pulled down,a symbol for death.The encryption glowed and then faded.the wall crumbled away,revealing a vast chamber.This room had been littered with the dead and a body had been laid on an alter.He walked in and stopped.the ground in front of him burst into flame.He retreated,hissing in pain,surprise and admiration.Clearly the person who had made this had a good realization of destruction spells.he reached into his pocket and pulled out a golden coin.He threw the coin into a corner and threw a fireball after it.When the fireball struck the coin hissed and a smoky figure arose. I wish I was an orange fox
To hide and skulk within the rocks To wolf down squirrels and birds alike To hide from humans on a hike I want to run and hunt and play To hear the horses neigh and bray As I run towards the farm of Bruce To steal a nice plumpy goose To look in ponds at my face to go and win a running race The conversation startled me. Knowing of their treachery' I turned in the old sewage pipe and scuttled back to the cool fresh air. Looking up at the old tower I noticed a small bird plummet to my feet. A tower raven. Legend says that when the ravens go the tower will also .A sudden thump near me startles a nearby watchman. I ducked behind a shrub and he leaves. Another plummeting bird near me thumped to the ground. Slowly a pitter-patter of dead birds eased its way into my ears and a large crack made me jump. I looked up and a humongous crack separated the top and the bottom of the tower .Falling rubble made me dart and weave away from the tower and a huge piece of mortar slammed into the Thames with so much force at least 10 square yards of the river jumped out of the rivers and onto the banks. The tower had fallen and a dusty shock wave pushed me into the dark unforgiving river, this however did not get the shock out of me, the tower of London gone. I realized I was sinking and started doing powerful breaststroke until I got to the shore, sadly I realized that I was on the side of the river with what was the tower of London. I went to turn back but a penetrating blue light kept me from moving. It was roughly door shaped yet extremely unnatural. I wanted to turn away but a strange magnetic force pulled me, almost impatiently towards it.without even thinking i walked towards it and entered the light.
Prologue
His shadow moved across the empty street like an alley cat on the prowl. His cloaked head turned, hearing footsteps behind him. Silently he jumped, catching a windowsill and pulling himself up, he heard a gruff voice booming out "The thief's around here somewhere,spread out and we'll catch the blighter." As the man climbed up the building ,he looked through a window and a small boy was holding an old mans hand ,probably his grandfather."Don't worry grampa,It'll be fine".The man looked through the window for a second,hesitating,remembering his own childhood but he quickly shook those feelings away,knowing a split second could be the difference between life and death.he got to the top of the building with relative ease and,looking into his satchel he saw the glimmer of gold.He brought out the shining gold coin.He brought this to his lips and kissed the coin then placing it down on the roof he fled,a shadow amongst the night. Chapter one: Requiescat in pace He lined up the shot perfectly.Without even thinking he released his fingers and the arrow flew The puppet maker was bored.little did he know that he would soon be the creator of a little puppet that would ravage the village of Vandanvugar. so he made a puppet.he worked for two nights and two days and named it Pinnochio.It was the best puppet he had ever made.But he was still not satisfied and his wife had passed away giving him a girl called cinderalla.one night after he had finished the puppet the puppetmaker whoes name was samuel put on a puppet show with pinnochio for cinderella but he carelessly left Pinnochio in Cinderellas room.he picked up a butchers knife[this line makes no sense.who would leave a butchers knife in a baby girls room ]and a piistol in his other hand[onceagain this makes no sense at all.leaving a pistol in a baby girls room is stupider than leaving a butchers knife in there.you could use the pistol to shoot little squirrels] My sister commonly got lost wandering in the woods near our farm.She would also come back a few hours later covered in thorns,brambles, mud and sticks.She was a real tomboy.One night she didn’t come back at all so I had to go out and find her.I had been wandering around for about an hour when I found her,or at least what I thought was her.A bloody red slick was on the ground lit up by the lightning from a storm and her gnawed bones were scattered around in small piles but the worst part was her skull.An eyeball was swimming in her socket and the top was smashed open like an egg with her brains spread around like scrambled eggs.I never noticed the shadow looming over me,Slowly I looked up and saw what had caused The shadow which seemed to retreat under the glances of the sun.A large old ruin stood over me and seemed to shimmer with evil.Large rats scurried around in broad daylight as though the ruin,no this part of hell on earth would protect them.Distorted bats,five feet tall hung from the stone pathways and as I looked up I realised I was staring at the ruins of a city.Summoning up what courage I had I left my sisters remains and walked towards the city.It seemed to open up towards me and looked as though its evil was welcoming me.Tentitively I took a step forward and then I went another step back.I felt like a girl.It was just an old ruin.Sadly at the time I did not know it was the Lost aztec city of Teruazeomin.As I entered the ruin A wolf howl rippled through the air and reminded me I was concious.As I walked through the ruins I heard scutterings around me and felt more and more security concious as I went deeper into the bowels of this city.When I got into an open area of the city awave of uneasiness swept over me,drowning me in it.
I've labored long and hard for bread
For honour and for riches But on my land to long you've tred You fine haired sons of b****es Deep in the bowels of castle Dour the rabbi Solomon was working.He was building a great clay golem."Valar Marghulis naa saa weqnared" he uttered,binding it's soul to the great statue.Finally he put a clay tablet under it's tongue with the word EMET,meaning truth in hebrew.A shuddering groan escaped it's lips and blue light flooded the carved eyeholes .the Rabbi shrieked with glee.Quickly he scribbled a note on a roll of paper and put it in it's mouth.Instantly it's eyes gleamed over to an unearthly green and it started walking towards the door.Without even stopping to open the door,it ripped the door of it's hinges and continued on it's way.Quickly the rabbi Solomon rushed to the king with the news."Terrible!" the jewish king Allof said."Do you know what you have done,you have destroyed my entire kingdom.Off with your head!"The next day was stained with blood in the kingdom of Avalon.The king sent all of his knights of the round table but they could not defeat this gargantuan creature and with each kill he would become more powerful.Eventually he made it into Nazi Germany and rampaged through,chasing Adolf Hitler,until eventually he had Hitler cornered. "You vont get avay vith this,my soldiers vill find you. The golem was motionless,it did not let any emotion show.it couldn't.With one hand it grabbed him by the throat and tighened it's grip.Blood lapped through the clay giants fingers,and with a shuddering wretch it ripped out his throat and he fell over in a pool of his own blood,dying as his lifeblood drained out of him.
1:To improve my vocabulary.
2:To improve my spelling. 3:To improve being able to show not tell. 4:To have fun! |