I was playing cricket when my coach asked if I wanted to have a bet. “sure what’s the bet?” I ask. “if you can smash a six at one of the clouds up there I’ll give you onehundredthousand dollars.” “deal.” oh I’m in. it’s the last ball of the game we need six runs to win. “if you do it now I’ll give you a million!” My coach shouts. Here it is, I smash the ball in the air and it hits the clouds, they explode. My coach comes up to me sorry don’t have a million is five enough?
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People say that clouds can capture dreams.
I have a longing thirst for dreams. Nightmares is all I receive. I sprint out side with a jar in my hand. The clouds are a beautiful pale white. Soft as silk. I reach up high and grasp for the clouds. They sliver through my hands like a snake. Anger fills my body. I hurdle the jar into the sky. I hear a clash far far away... It was with my family, we were on a family trip in Muff in Ireland. We were trekking through the mountains, when we got to a valley we saw a cottage with a chimney with smoke coming out of it. We went up to the door and my extra annoying little brother knocked on the door and after a few seconds it creaked open. An old man so short he was only as tall as my waist croaked "oh hello come on in" so we walked in, and saw that the shelves on either side were full of little bottles of who knows what. We were so intrigued by all the tiny bottles that we didn't notice that the old man had been making some tea and when he asked my mum how much sugar she wanted we all jumped. Once she had told him he was already putting half a teaspoon in her tea it was like he had read her mind. After we had drunk our tea and were all settled he started pulling some of the little bottles off the shelves until he found the one that had the word "cloud" on it...
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I am watching the clouds. They are so pretty. I just want to put one in a jar. So I go home and get one. I come back to the one that I love. Then I try and catch a cloud. It doesen't work. So I try and think of a way I can get a cloud. Then it hits me,and it hits me hard... There was a man.
He could catch dreams. He could catch wishes. He could crush hopes. He could crush peace. He caught anything he desired. He crushed anything he wanted. But his favorite thing to catch was clouds. They were the only thing that he caught but didn't crush. He put the clouds in humungus jars. No one knew what he did with them. No one dared to ask. His name gave it away. Or so they thought. It was... "Bone Crusher." No one truly knew who he realy was and what he did with the people he stole... He... One day there was an out break of smokers so the fairlyfloss went down in sales because of the smokers! So the fairyfloss community started to sell clouds as a new product of liquid nitrogen! Then people brought the liquid nitrogen for science to see if a mouse can live in liquid nitrogen. After that the mouse sniffed all the cloud in the liquid nitrogen and became a giant banana shaped bear and ate godzilla. After that godzilla fell to the floor and the world exploded. The end!
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