The Trouble With Cars

Jess stepped out of her car and kicked a wheel in frustration. “Dumb, rotten, car…” she muttered. While she had been driving the car had run out of gas. She dialed a tow truck. She watched as her car was towed away.

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Kaitlyn was a dancer. She was at dance practice. She glanced at the clock until finally, Ms. Claire called, “See you later boys and girls, remember to practice your-” but Kaitlyn was already out the door. She got in her green car and started to drive. Her car started to click, then shut down. Kaitlyn jumped up. “No. Nononononono.” She called a tow truck then called her friend Cally. “You will not BELIEVE what just happened, I was, like, driving, and my car just, like, stopped…”

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Cally was a swimmer. She was in the pool when her friend Kaitlyn called. She hopped out of the water, dried off, and walked to her car while listening to Kaitlyn complain about her car. “It was most likely your engine. It must have a major setback with the gears and the fuel, you will probably have to do multiple things to repair it-” I told her. “Wait, what? Can you repeat that, uh, with easier language?” I sighed. “Your engine broke, you have to pay for a new one to be installed.” I explained.

“Gotcha.”

ghf dna

on the alien planet ghf dna the alien were having swimming race as we humans call it . The aliens “swim” in green gas and spectators watch  and see who is likely to win if someone wins that they are supporting  they start dancing very quickly and the dancers do it very well there are usually 12 people completing the aliens after they are done swimming in green gas is probably the most popular sport among aliens

most aliens on ghf dna are pink with orange eye they have 10 arms and 10 legs thank you for learning about the aliens on ghf dna

Dystopian world from a 5 year old perspective

I look at the thick gas through the window. Our world will end soon, my mommy says. Our water is green. I want to be a dancer, but mommy says that life won’t be long enough for me. I used to go swimming outside. I would splash my sister. She isn’t here anymore, Mommy said she was likely to perish, I wonder what that means? That was when the world was fun. Now I can’t even go outside.  People in yellow suits with big vacuums walk our streets. We have to wear yellow suits when we go shopping, and when daddy comes home from the streets. I wish I could live for longer.

Homework 2-22-16