'It was raining heavily and as i dashed towards the deserted building I noticed a shadowy figure standing in the doorway. My every instinct told me to run but my curiosity got the best of me. I headed to the building. The mysterious stranger.......
2007-02-05 22:48:28
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answered by Debra D 7
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It was raining heavily and as I dashed towards the deserted building I tripped over your foot and we both landed on our assets. Since I was now soaked running into the deserted building seemed pointless, so I headed towards the bus stop to go home and get a hot shower. "Wait," you said. "I think these papers are yours." Oh no! You held the collective work of 500 students' final written exams. They must have fallen out of my bag. The ink was running everywhere. I could only pray that they would be ledgible enough to read. Next time I'm giving them pencils.
2007-02-07 18:35:59
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answered by Laoshu Laoshi 5
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IT was raining heavily and as i dashed towards the deserted building i fell in a big puddle.
the end
2007-02-05 23:36:39
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answered by steve 4
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It was raining heavily as i dashed towards the deserted building, hoping to escape the drenching rain, as i neared this old building i slipped into The deepest mud puddle you ever would of dreamed of. and i drowned. moral of this little story. getting just a little wet isnt as bad as you would think.
2007-02-05 23:59:45
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answered by duc602 7
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As I opened the tilted door it fell off the hinges and crashed to the dusty broken floor. Something scurried in the far corner. Squinting to adjust to the light, I noticed a bundle of fur. It was brown with gold brindle. Very pretty. Just then, a furry face with a jet black nose looked up at me. It was a young dog, not quite a puppy I noticed as he got to his shaky legs. The poor thing looked like it had not eaten in quite some time...
2007-02-05 22:54:44
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answered by just browsin 6
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IT was raining heavily and as i dashed towards the deserted building ................. brownish 16 stories high and on top of the red tile roof, my infamous Dr. flagstone. as i was running, dashing towards the building i saw the havoc on the streets with cars smashed with people in them, blood ooozing from the door cracks. dashing, running stepping on heads, lags, and arms !
the hands also. Dr. falgstone had done it again. i looked up, raining raining spit from his foul mouth. AAAAAAaaaaahhhhh ... is there no end to this mans torture and brutality. vengfully i ran up the stairs to the 2 large front door, kicking them in as i screamed because of the pain. damn i kicked to hard. i recovered quickly. dashed to the hall i saw the elavator door, pushing the up bottom the elavator was not working.RATS yes i will say it again RATS wont any thing work to reach the muderous Dr. flagstone. NO elavator, i ran up the stairs and reaching the top door i opened it slowly ..... there he was 7' 3" tall , a figure of a man. his cape floating and swaying in the brisk air. his cow boy boots shimmering in the light with a silver metal plated toe. he turned and saw me, with HATE in his red eyes. yes both of them. i pulled out of my sheath hidden in my pant leg, and retrieved tungston knife i attacked forcibly my legs pushed toward him. a kinfe in one hand and a handfull , metal cross, epypt metal, a jewish star, japanees statue ( not taking any chances ) i ran up to Dr. Flagstone and i suddenly stopped in front of him and said " all of this because starbuck had no HOT coffee. the end..............
2007-02-09 11:18:41
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answered by J 4
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