Have you ever thought about what fiction is? Probably, such a question may seem surprising: and so everything is clear. Every person throughout his life has to repeatedly create the works he needs for specific purposes - statements, autobiographies, dictations - using not gypsum or clay, not musical notes, not paints, but just a word. At the same time, almost every person will be very surprised if he is told that he thereby created a work of fiction, which is very different from visual art, music and sculpture making. However, everyone understands that a student's essay or dictation is fundamentally different from novels, short stories, news that are created by professional writers. In the works of professionals there is the most important difference - excogitation. But, oddly enough, in a school literature course, you donโt realize the full power of fiction. So using our website in your free time discover fiction for yourself. THE BOY WHO CRIED by ISAIAH PULLIAN (reading in the dark TXT) ๐
- Author: ISAIAH PULLIAN
Book online ยซTHE BOY WHO CRIED by ISAIAH PULLIAN (reading in the dark TXT) ๐ยป. Author ISAIAH PULLIAN
CHAPTER1
I AM NOT THAT GOOD OF A BOY.INFACT I AM A PRANKSTER.I WILL DO ANYTHING TO GET YOU IN TROUBLE.THIS STARTS WITH ME GETING MAD AT THE TOWN BECAUSE THEY WERE ALL YELLING AT ME.I DIDNT DO ANYTHING WRONG.I WAS WALKING TO THE STORE BUT IT HAD BEEN ROBBED SO EVERYONE BLAMED ME FOR THIS BECAUSE IM THE BADIST PERSON IN THIS TOWN.I WANTED TO GET THEM BACK,BUT I COULDNT FIGURE OUT HOW. I THOUGT TO FEED THEM TO SHARKS,CALL A LION,AND MORE.I FINALLY FIGURED IT OUT I WAS GOING TOO CRIE THAT THERE WAS A WOLF,MAKE EVERYONE RUN,THEN HAVE FUN IN THE TOWN.NOW I NEED TO DO THIS AT MIDNIGHT.5 HOURS TILL MIDNIGHT.LETS BEGIN.HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!.
CHAPTER 2
3 MORE HOURS.I CANT WAIT THIS IS GONNA BE FUNNY.I WENT TO THE STORE AND BOUHGT A WOLF COSTUME.THE CASHIER ASKED ME IF I WAS GONNA DO BAD WITH THAT.I WALKED AWAY.1 MORE HOUR. THIS IS REALY GONNA BE FUNNY.I WENT BACK TO THE ALLEY.I WENT THROUGH THE TRASH.LOOKING FOR THINGS TO HELP.HE FOUND EMPTY BAGS,WRAPERS,CUPS,AND ALL KINDS OF TRASH.HE LAUGHED AGAIN.HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAH. CHAPTER3
FINALLY MIDNIGHT.ROLF SETS UP THE WOLF.EVERYONE WAS IN THE CENTER OF THE TOWN.ROLF RAN DOWN THE HILL SHOUTING THERES A WOLF!EVERYONE RAN AROUND SCREAMING AND THEN GOT OUT OF TOWN.THEN THERE WAS A REAL WOLF IT WAS BEHIND ROLF HE DIDNT NOTICE.HE TURNED AROUND AND HE SCREAMED FOR HELP.THE TOWN PEOPLE WERE DOING THIS BECAUSE THEY FOUND THE COSTUME THAT WAS A TOWNS PERSON.THEN EVERYONE RAN OUT SAYING.HAHHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!ROLF WAS REALY MAD SO HE WANTED TO GET THEM BACK.
AUTHORS NOTE
LOOK FOR THE RETURN OF THE BOY WHO CRIED KILLER.I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS BOOK.
Text: 2010 CREATED BY ME
Publication Date: 10-22-2010
All Rights Reserved
Dedication:
BRETNY AND ZANE ENSPIRED ME TO CREATE THIS BOOK I.P
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