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 don’t realize the full power of fiction. So using our website in your free time discover fiction for yourself. summer days by E.R.Brunning (best books for 8th graders txt) 📖
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The moon was high in the sky and at its fullest, something was definitely in the air.
The man crabbed along the moist dewy grass as to avoid being seen by anyone around.
An owl hooted loudly as he approached the tent. With great caution he slowly unzipped the opening.
A torch switched on and a loud scream bellowed out. "Boo, scared you." He laughed as the children ran for the safety of their house.
That was the last time they camped out that summer. Rodger felt awful he had scared his kids. It was only a bit of fun.
It was late July and the sun had finally shown its face after months of flooding the rain had eased. James loved the sun he also loved the rain. The way it pitter patted on the windows. He watched the sun as it crept its way through the dull grey cloud, he knew it wouldn't last but he wasn't too bothered its not like he could venture out and bask in it been paralyzed restricted him from going out side and even if he really wanted to bye the time his carer came the rain would be back yet again.
Charlie couldn't find Laura anywhere he'd checked everywhere, the apartment, the pool even the bar. There was only one place she could be. He headed down to the beach that was only a stones throw away. As he trekked over the sand dunes he was sure he had found her. He had spotted them hideous illumines green sandles she insisted on wearing lying alone on the sand. Then he saw his worst nightmare up ahead. He quickly jumped in the sea and swam to her floating body. Laura was shocked to be disturbed, she had only been snorkeling after all.
Publication Date: 07-02-2012
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