Thursday, June 4, 2009

Dad was irate.

I am surrounded by gargantuan sky scrapers. Like a flash of lightning a person with a mask on runs out of the bank and smashes Dads car window. The alarm screeches as he drives as fast as a cheetah down the hill to the wild forest. Slip bang! Crash! Oh no! No wheels. No windows Dad ran to me looking irate.

1 comment:

Awesome Middles said...

Fantastic show not tell!