She was only six when the funeral homes started sending us advertisements, all competing with each other to be the best, to win her business. To win our business, more like; six is hardly old enough to understand what's going on. It's not old enough to understand why everyone is covering their mouths with their hands and failing to hold back tears when you walk into the room, or old enough to understand why people begin to outright sob when you start talking about what you want to be when you grow up. Once it was a doctor, before that it was a fairy princess, but right now it's a policewoman.
And of course all the children have heard about t
Two months later May 15, 2020 and here we are at the bunker we would be living in for who knows how long. I sat down thinking how are we going to do this. I heard a weird noise Prue screaming and nick pointing saying what the heck. Anthony then said that is his pet squirrel bobby. Nick and I laughed. “Why’d you bring him to the war” Shaunt said.
“Because he’s going to help us. And like sniff out bombs.” Anthony replied.
And then I piped up. “No matter the reason we can have a little fun. Even if it’s with a squirrel. “We all agreed and left it at that.
My stomach growle
I'm writing a story called the 2020 War. please comment what I could do better.
Please note that this isn't real.
Let’s start from the beginning. I’m an 18 year old girl. My name’s Mickey White. I just got out of high school. I was going to an Ivy League college. My 5 friends and I were all going to move to Hollywood and start a music shop. This is my story.
It all started in 2019. I had gotten a letter from the government. They were recruiting people for the war with North Korea. So who in my family did they pick was my thought. My family had gone to war many times and we would always receive a letter. So
Hey guys. wassup? I've been in school and will get pictures up soon. Umm hows everyone and hows school (if your in it of course silly) so yea. IDK. I can't write for my life.