| Note: This was written for an assignment in English class where we had to write a short story using at least five of the vocabulary words. The words I used in here are fervent, imperative, tangible, novel, impartial, deplorable, and barbarically. You can tell that I put them in there on purpose :P. |
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I was sitting in my room one night, all alone at eleven o'clock, fervent for my homework to magically be done. Really, magically. I had given up trying to do it with my own hands and brain, after spending days with a pencil in my fist and staring down at a blank piece of paper. I had fallen to praying every minute for the Powers to do my homework for me. Whoever the Powers are. "Powers, it is imperative that you write a good story for my Writers Workshop class, and draw a nice poster for my English class because I am failing and I just won't be able to do these assignments by myself," I prayed. "So please, pretty please with a cherry on top." My eyes were closed. I heard a scratching and scrabbling on the paper in front of me. I kept my eyes closed. When the noise stopped, I opened my eyes, and a Snickers bar was floating in front of my nose. "This is not what I asked for!" I yelled. Nonetheless, I wondered if it was tangible, because if it was, then yum. I grabbed it. It was grabbable. But it had turned into a scrap of paper. I unrolled it. Ah, a note? It said, "Jennie, dear, is it such a novel idea for you to just do it yourself? If you can't do it, put it off until the end of the semester. Then do it. I try to be impartial when I answer people's requests, but come on. You're making an idiot of yourself. Don't you know that your actions are being recorded right now in some other girl's homework? So stop staring at a blank piece of paper, stop praying, and do something less pathetic." I crumpled it up and threw it across the room. I stomped out, muttering, "'Do something less pathetic,' eh? Deplorable... something 'less pathetic'..." The next week, I watched TV, got fat off potato chips, saw a commercial about a gadget called Bowflex, bought it with all my college savings, ate a special diet, and worked out with my new Bowflex every day. I lost 130 pounds and became a complete musclewoman. I wowed people with my almost barbarically intimidating strength. Yeah. I lived happily ever after. Who cares if I ever finished my homework. |