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. Tornado! by April Wagley (good books to read for beginners txt) 📖
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-7:12 AM-
"Rise and shine, Megan!" My mother called. I got off my bed, yawned and walked downstairs. I turned on the wether chanel and the wether man said; "A horrible tornado will hit Texas tonight, back to you Janet" I tugged on moms shirt and told her about the tornado thing. "Its all right, Megan. Its just a movie..." I looked at the TV one more time, turned it off and rushed to my lapptop. I typed in the wether site and it was all true. "Mom!" I caled from downstairs. "Look at this!" Mom looked at the info and clappd. "How nice! They have a sale at Walmart!" She pushed me away and went on her little facebook thing she does. I have been spiying on her to see if she was posting stuff about me.
-10:00 PM-
Thunder roared in the air. I looked out the window and saw a TORNADO!! I grabbed my cat Suzie and we rushed to the barn I live near for protection. "mama mama!" I cried. But she wasn't their. She was in my house. Our pickup truck was whirling in the air. My cow Snowflake mooed and she went crazy in that swirly thing. Just as I opened the window, a hayberall hit me in the face. "JERK!!!" I screched. After that the tornado whooshed away about 4:00 in the morning.
-3:00 PM-
"WAKEY WAKEY!" Mom said as she shook me. "No tornado? No cows in the air? No-" I looked around the room. "It was all a dream." Mum confored me. I guess their was no tornado after all!!
~By April Wagley
Publication Date: 12-24-2011
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