SON: “Daddy, may I ask you a question?”
DAD: “Yeah sure, what is it?”
SON: “Daddy, how much do you make an hour?”
DAD: “That’s none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?”
SON: “I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?”
DAD: “If you must know, I make $100 an hour.”
SON: “Oh! (With his head down).
SON: “Daddy, may I please borrow $50?” The father was furious.
This is my attempt at writing a short story.
I got out of bed as usual when i was waken by the central alarm which goes off every morning at 6 am but i’m still tired from yesterdays outing, but its time for me to go out for another days hunting. I’ll have a shower, put on my uniform and head down for breakfast to the canteen. When i say breakfast i mean pills and water we do not have food. The shower by the way uses no water, it sterilize’s the skin.
My name is Arcon, i am a relic hunter. There are ten of us in the dome and we go out once a week and only for two days, this is the length of time we are allowed outside to work in order to be safe. We search the land and remains of buildings for any relics from the past when earth prospered.
It is the year 2517, earth has been ravaged and nearly destroyed by mankind in several ways, 90% of the population has been wiped out and there are very few animals left and the land mass has been halved with continents lost.
Let me tell you how it all started.
IT’S READER’S CHOICE VOTING TIME AGAIN
IN THE DARKGLOBE WRITING CONTEST.
PLEASE GO TO THIS LINK BELOW TO VOTE.
Readers Choice Awards
This my first time to write a story, and my submission is number 4.
My story is below and if you like it, please go along and vote.
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A story which might alarm you, all link’s are clickable.
WordPress.com is under threat from an evil woman who got into the WordPress computer and copied all the programme’s, she is now threatening to bring the WordPress site to a stand still.
She is known for this and has tried it before, her name is Midaeval Maiden and live’s in a castle with one servant, and a few local people said she has a very sad life with 4 cats.
WordPress member’s called a meeting and support bot was asked to read the minute’s about the last time this happened, but support bot took so long to start Grays in the shade read the minute’s from the brown road chronicle’s.
Someone asked was invisible Mikey at the meeting but no-one answered and the dribbling pensioner sat in the corner dribbling happily.
As usual air odyssey was hovering 3 feet of the ground, and said that it was a case of good versus evil or if you prefered love versus Goliath.