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The Many Adventures of Dangerous Dave and Silly Steve
Chapter 2 - GOOAAALLLL! Steve and Dave decided they would walk to the beach, they didn’t really like getting in the car with Nan, she rarely wears her glasses so she tends to drive on the pavement a lot. There had been a few times she had ran over peoples prized flower beds, or uprooted a lamp post, the reason Scribbles only has 3 legs is an unfortunate accident with Nan’s driving. She accidently hit the postman once, Steve and Dave offered to deliver the rest of his mail as he had to go to the hospital. The postman gladly accepted their kind gesture and went off in the ambulance where he received treatment for a broken arm and bent big toe. Dave and Steve were very proud of themselves delivering all the rest of the mail, they had never been postmen before and found the whole experience very exciting. They had found it a bit confusing at first as the postman hadn’t actually told them where to deliver the mail (they hadn’t realised that you delivered it through the letterbox of the address on the envelope) but they came up with the most brilliant plan, they decided that they would deliver the mail to anyone that walked past, so they went all through the town handing out letters and parcels to people passing them by. They even gave a parcel to the homeless man that lived under the bridge he was very impressed with his new pair of trainers, they decided they would save the biggest parcel for Nan as she was very upset after accidently hurting the postman with the car. Nan was even more impressed than the homeless man with her parcel as she received a very fancy, rather large hamster cage, she had always wanted a hamster, there wasn’t a hamster in it however, Nan improvised and she now puts Scribbles the cat in there sometimes. Poor Scribbles. Needless to say, the postman not only broke his arm that day and bent his big toe but also lost his job as a postman, his boss wasn’t very happy that nobody had received their mail and he’d had lots of angry people ringing him to complain. Nan hadn’t been in when they had left for the beach because she was playing football with Norris. They were very relieved about this besides the car only had three tyres at the moment so that was definitely a recipe for disaster.
By Hannah B5 years ago in Fiction
The Many Adventures of Dangerous Dave and Silly Steve
Chapter 1 - Let’s go to the beach! Dangerous Dave and Silly Steve are best of friends, they live with Dangerous Dave’s Nan. She can’t hear very well and she likes to sleep a lot.
By Hannah B5 years ago in Fiction
Where the Heart Is
Casey pushed her way through the corn, the broad leaves brushing her shoulders and mocking her as the tears streamed down her face. Five years of mediocre crops and the bank was about to take her farm.
By LUCINDA M GUNNIN5 years ago in Fiction
Grandpa
I always wanted to explore the big barn on a patch of farmland I passed on my way to the river to fish. It was on private land, though I never saw anyone about, but I'd stop and look at it from afar. It reminded me of when I was five years old and went to see Grandpa's shack on a patch of wide prairie plagued in the summer by flies. I visited the shack when we went to meet the family. Before that, I'd known only Brucie and Mom.
By Eldon Arkinstall5 years ago in Fiction
They Don't Grow Old
In years past, a young Elsa would lament the loss of children’s games spent under the sprinklers at the municipal park. Elsa was sure her young cohorts would be having the time of their lives getting sundaes from roving ice cream trucks and attending dinosaur events at the children’s museum while she would be bored and alone visiting relatives abroad.
By Nancy Gwillym5 years ago in Fiction
At Least the Reception Was Decent
Strings of vintage bulbs shined warm light into the old barn's rafters as rain battered the holey roof. Water steadily leaked downward into the barn, where it filled and flooded periwinkle and pink floral arrangements atop pedestals. Already, the roses seemed to droop and drown.
By M.J. Weisen5 years ago in Fiction
Corner
Ella ran down the stairs, out the door, and dashed into the old barn. Her father stood there waiting, with the most adorable thing she had ever laid eyes upon. She took him carefully in her pudgy arms and began stroking its brown and black fur.
By Bethy Parr5 years ago in Fiction
Jack and I
Anyone who says straw is soft has obviously not slept on it. Still, it's better than sleeping on the ground. It's warm, and has a great smell, at least while it’s clean and dry. The truth is, I did sleep more often in the loft Dad built in the barn than I did in my own bed. I felt safe there, with my best friend. That was until it all burnt. Only I know what happened that night. No, that is not true, my best friend does, but he doesn’t talk. Even my father didn’t know, at least I don’t think he did. Anyway it doesn’t matter, because he is dead. That’s why everyone is here.
By MC Wills5 years ago in Fiction
Last Words of a Creaking Barn Door
The sun rose over the horizon, shining a light of honey onto the old barn. She could remember it clear as day, though the barn was no longer there.
By Del5 years ago in Fiction
To You, 25 Years From Now
Edyth didn't want to be here anymore. Every step forwards on the carpeted floorboards felt like a step backwards into time; into a part of her life she had renounced from her mental history books. The choking smell of cigarette smoke still lingered on the familiar faded, sagging furniture, and the heaters installed throughout the home still rattled like maracas. It gave her a headache just being in the same space again. Sweat was already pooling under her bra and between her shoulder blades, but she had only just stepped inside. The air simply felt too stale, too stuffy, too much. Everything in this house was too much.
By Amanda Starks5 years ago in Fiction