I gasped.
There were no separations between sentences.
I gasped.
There were no separations between sentences.
I had finally saved enough money to purchase a ticket out of this vile country. Then I looked at my phone, which said, “Your account has been locked due to potential fraudulent charges.”
the phone rang in the middle of the night, I picked up the phone, hand trembling, and said “Hello?”
the cold, evil voice on the other end whispered: “Is your refrigerator running?”
The toilet seat is warm in the morning.
But I have just gotten up and I live alone.
“Eggs don’t have eyes,” I tell myself.
Not plural, anyway.
I start to feel hungry on my pleasant Sunday drive. I decide to head toward Chick-fil-A
I panic, having ended up in the middle of nowhere, and my cries for help go unanswered as I scramble through the tall weeds.
Behind me, a Dollar General looms.
I had an idea.
It became reality.
I was alone in the dark, wielding only a bent piece of rebar and an empty pistol. Something tripped over a pile of debris away in the darkness, and shouted words I couldn’t quite understand.
I ran from there to the safest place I could think of, a Toys R Us.
To my horror, I realized that I had dropped my winning $31 million Powerball ticket.
I knocked on the bathroom stall door to see if it was unoccupied.
“Come in,” a voice responded.
I threw a ball for my dog to run and chase after. It sunk into the backyard’s long grass patches, never to be seen again.
Happened to me today, still cannot find it.
Wearing no shoes, I enter the dark room. I do not notice the Nuju ice picks on the floor in front of me.
In the dark, he saw his friend writing at his desk. He did not see the trail on the floor until the next day.
Minethuselah decided then and there he wanted to bring back a topic.
Unfortunately for the rest of the boards, it was a topic Ghid had created.