7:15
This was a creative writing assignment I wrote back during my senior year of high school. I either got an A or B on it, don’t remember which. Anyway, enjoy.
I was lying in bed at about 6:30 I stared at the clock and it continued to say 7:15 for some reason. So I went over to check what the actual time was. I got ran over by the bus passing my house. Considering that my giant phalange had a serious quantum infection, I was in much pain. So I decided to go to the dairy shop, which happened to be three steps away from where I was standing and proceeded to drink 18 gallons of goat milkshakes. Needless to say, my horns began to grow at an enormous rate. So I went to the fight of the mighty enormously deathly staggering awesomeness dragon, who was named Bill. Bill knocked over the candy stand which sold the giant banana peeling monkey. The monkey emerged from the candy stand to fight Bill. Fireballs began to rain from the sky when the San Andres Fault split under my feet. The Fireballs killed both the monkey and Bill at the same exact moment, which was at 7:15. I then went back to my home and watched TV. A program about Rock from the 80’s came on. About 3 minutes into the program, a man with a white face, black hair, and a long tongue popped out of the screen and said, “Every thing you know is wrong.” This shocked me and I fell out of my bean bag chair. The man came all the way out of the TV and proceeded closer and closer to me. I stumbled over to my closet to get out my AK47. He came yet closer and closer to me. I loaded, aimed, cocked, and spaghettied the AK47 right at the man. I blew off his head and confetti spewed out. Along with the confetti were clowns, elephants, and fire. A three ring circus had entered my house. The clown cars drove around in semi-circles five or six at a time… in a row. I then wondered what t-shirt I was going to wear that day considering I was still in my pajamas.
