On the 4th of June 1942 a sculpture was made about darker people and white people coming together and realising that we are all the same species and should have the same rights. It was two hands (one white and the other darker) coming out of the ground and holding a piece of rope. Just last night it had been cut in half and spray painted all over. The man was a 5-foot 4 dark male with short black hair wearing black tracksuit pants and a blue hoodie. If this man is found he will be fined and may even serve jail time.
Once upon a time, there was a greedy pig who wanted a Ferrari. Every day she would bug her mum and dad for a Ferrari. Her parents weren’t her real parents because she was adopted out at the age of 4 for continually begging for a Lamborghini. Every night she would think to herself, “But what colour should it be?”. The girl finally decided she wanted a fur covered Ferrari. She continually asked her parents and they also put her up for adoption. The girl stayed in the adoption centre for the rest of her life and never got her fur covered Ferrari.
As I read the contents of the letter, I was aware of the smile on my face. The kind words that Stephanie had written left me blushing. Stephanie was my wife. She would send me a letter every week while I was at war. I was at war for two years and the letters were the only thing that kept me going. Each time I fought I would think of Stephanie and me at home, eating her delicious homemade fried rice. A tear would roll down my face each time I had to kill someone. It reminded me of my past.
Ali-A was playing a regular game of Fortnite when his girlfriend Clare came in the room and said they were breaking up. Ali-A then proceeded to use the crying emote in Fortnite and then did it in real life. “Why would you do that.” Asked Ali-A.
“Why would I do that? Because all you ever do is play Fortnite and you don’t care about me.” Replied Clare. Ali-A didn’t really mind because he knew that the Cuddle Team Leader loved him more than anyone and that she would always be by his side. Ali-A and Clare were never seen together again.
If I had to use one word to describe my holiday, it would be “lively”.