Monday, 31 March 2014

Short Stories

I found a sock it had the name John. "I always have dreams about him" I say. Well if we kill him you won't have any more.


I turned my sister into a plane she started flying then she soared really high,then turned back again and landed on a hot air balloon.


I got my nephew a radio controlled yhat, it would of been smart to teach him how to use it first but now its too late.

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