are you a creative writer??well prove it?

are you a creative writer??well prove it?

ok so i decided to have a contest on the person who has talent to write little stories......if you would like to participate the story needs to have the following sayings: have worn a foot trail had purpose to their walk looked suspiciously around the yard i opened my notebook and waited didnt want to forget anything important just my fancy and not legallike gram swiped at her eyes in the dark couldnt handle 2 kids by herself the prize is a really good surprise........

Asked by 3gurlygurl about Books Authors

Would participate but I havent got time.

Answered by jogesture

I didnt want to forget anything important so I I opened my notebook and waited. I knew they were coming every night because they have worn a foot trail in the yard. So I sat there and looked suspiciously around the yard waiting. I knew the description that I was about to make would be just my fancy and not legallike. It was getting dark and very hard to see...then I noticed Grammy dog swiped at her eyes in the dark maybe she had seen something. I heard them coming before I could see them but when I did see them I could tell that they had purpose to their walk. Down the path came two very young children and a very very hot baby sitter. She couldnt handle 2 kids by herself but she should give a good blow job thats why I kept her around

Answered by Kunning Linguist

Really? What 10 points. Sounds like you have been given a writing assignment and you posted this on Y/A to get someone to do it for you. No? How do you plan or rewarding us? Why should someone give you a story for free? Sounds like an assignment that is due tomorrow and you want me to do it for you. Sorry I dont have time to cheat.

Answered by El Hombre de los Libros

Heres my short story with these phrases: I have worn a foot trail around the perimeter of this prison yard pacing trying to determine how to escape. Barbed wires cover the tops of the fences and the security guards are always on the lookout folding their arms and tapping their nightsticks lightly against the brick walls against which they leaned. I had to get out. Laurie was at home with Brendan and Allison. She was all alone and I knew she couldnt handle 2 kids by herself especially since Brendan was diagnosed with autism right before I got caught. I can still picture as gram wiped at her eyes in the dark when they came to take me away. She couldnt believe that her poor grandson would murder in cold blood. It gave her a heart attack when she heard that I would be serving a life sentence. The kidsthey would be 5 and 7 now. Allison would have just had her birthday. Thats two birthdays now for each of them that daddy didnt come home with a cake in his hand and balloons in the other. One of the security guards eyed me from his place on the wall. He looked suspiciously around the yard and was about to get up but I opened by notebook and waited. I had been carrying that ratty old book around pretending to be drawing birds and wild flowers even though it was just a ruse for me to scan the perimeter again. If they caught me that would be the end of it. Theyd send me to The Room. Yeah that Room. All the men who walked to The Room had purpose to their walkthey were going to die by lethal injection. I got to keep up this charade just long enough to dodge that walk. I made mental notes of everything around the perimeter. The way the bloodhounds sniffed each time. The depth that the swamp went up to on the guards knees as they sloshed around. The way the wind blew. I didnt want to forget anything important if I was going to make my escape to get home to Laurie. If I escapedno when I escapedI would marry her. We would become a real family. It wouldnt be a big wedding just a small get together. She could wear a white sundress and I would put on just my fancy and not legallike sweater. Anything would be not legallike as soon as I got out of this baggy rank orange jumpsuit and these prisonissued Vans. I just had to get out.

Answered by Kissy Cat Lover

It all started when my grandmothers goats started slipping through the fence and eating cabbages in the neighbors garden. It seems they were goats of above average intelligence because they would only do it in the middle of the night so it was hard to prove what exactly was going on. The neighbor was a Japanese lady who had been keeping an eye on her garden but could never actually see anything before it got too dark so she set up a heat sensitive camera to film the scene. One Saturday morning before the sun came up that Japanese lady came over to Grams house and started punding on the door madder than a coop full of chickens once a fox has got in. Mrs. Oshaughnessy the neighbor said. Your goats have worn a foot trail across your lawn and to the edge of my garden. I noticed them during the day. They were headed toward the fence and had purpose to their walk. Then last night I used a heat actuated camera and filmed this Mrs. Osaka hit the play button on the camera. I stood close by and watched the small screen. I saw Grams five goats waiting by the fence line. They looked suspiciously around the yard then slipped between the wires in the fence and started eating Mrs. Osakas cabbages At this point I had a feeling that there was going to be a confrontation between Gram and that Japanese lady and I knew I had better get it all down on paper so i opened my notebook and waited. I didnt want to forget anything important in case I might need to file a police report or testify or who knows what. So then that little Japanese lady mentioned to Gram that Gram should pay for all those lost cabbages even though the goats and not Gram had eaten them. Mrs. Osaka said it was just the right thing to do and just my fancy and not legallike. Well now Gram had her credit card out but didnt have her spectacles on plus it was still dark outside and everything. And Gram was squinting at that Japanese gal and must have figured those slanty eyes of hers were the credit card payment device so Gram swiped at her eyes in the dark with that credit card at which point Mrs. Osaka thought that Gram had maybe waved a razor blade or something at her so she just dropped her camera and screamed and run off.

Answered by Sweet Yum Thing