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Write A Story With An Ending
Write A Story With An Ending
Step by step, Jack dragged me with a thick rope around my waist. Time
passed by and the sight of the top began to disappear under a thick fog.
Jack continued his horrifying scream. The fog was surrounding us. I
began to panic even though we haven't even reach the real adventure!
In the midst of the semi-darkness, Jack and I fought very hard. The 12-
foot tall monster pushed me hard on the wall.
"Michele!!!" Jack shouted my name furiously. He began to feel
impatient, he held his swords as mighty as he could, like a samurai with
anger burning through his eyes. As the monster was getting nearer...
"Hyaaaarghhh!!"
Hand claps was heard at the back of our ears. We did it. We owned the
game. The reward tickets came rushing out of the machine. It was the
most epic game Jack and I played at the entertainment center in the
mall. We got ourselves a huge teddy bear with the tickets.
We spent the evening at a bubble tea corner and chit chatted about the
past and the future. We made sure we have each
others’ contact number and Facebook account added.
When the time arrived, we were at the front of the mall, a taxi arrived
and we hugged for the last time. I waved at him as he entered the taxi
and it felt like the rest of the world was no longer exist around us. Yet I
kept my head high because we promised to update each other on our
comings and goings.