The Legend of Flimmy

here is a story that I wrote for school and I going to but it on my blog so here it is

In a house not so far a way from a river was a house that had good facilities but was ram-shackled. In this house lived a boy named Bob. Bob was a creative person who was a really good artist for his age. He would think of stories and write it and then publish them on the internet.

One day after school Bob and his friend, John were walking down the foot path. John was very wealthy and rich he. Lived in a mansion.” you want to come to my house” offered Bob

“I am sorry I have to do home work, because you see I left it to the last moment so I can’t go, sorry” said John in a tired mood. So John crossed the road and ran around the corner and disappeared. Bob leaned back to see him around the corner one more time but he was gone. Bob sighed and looked at the ground because he saw so alone. Once he had finished sighing he walked home while starring at the ground. “I need to think of an idea of my next story” he whispered to himself. He had his thumb on the back of his chin and his index finger (the one next to your thumb) bent around the front of his chin. Once he had got home he told his mum he was home then he thought of an idea. It would be called Animal man and he can turn into any animal he wants. Very soon after he grabbed his pencils and began writing. Half way thought the writing the story it began to rain, Bob ignored it, and continue to write. After he finished it he attempted to scan it on to his dad’s computer with his dad’s scanner he went on to the computer and put the story in the scanner and began scanning. Bob was trusty so he got a drink, so he went into the kitten to get a drink of water, but he forgot to close the lid on the scanned and Bob’s story went out the window because the wind and got wet. Bob came back and notice that that story was in the rain and went into a hole down the drains Bob’s story was gone. Bob sat on the sofa and sighed and asked him self “what am I going to do?” Then he had an idea “I can get the copies of the on that got scanned on my dad’s computer. Bob sat on the chair next to the computer. Bob looked for the scanned copies but it got blew away before it could copies.

Bob sat on the sofa again and sighted. Bob’s mum came alone and notices that Bob was not happy. Bob’s mum sat next to him on the sofa and asked” why are you not happy”

“I am not happy because I wrote a story and I tried to scan it, but I forgot to close the lid on the scanner and my story got wet and flew down the drains” replied Bob.

“Then why don’t you write it again?” Bob’s mum offered.

“Because it was long so I don’t want to write it” said Bob

The next day Bob woke up and got ready to go to school and left. On the way to school he was thinking how to make school easier because Bob hated writing boring stuff. Bob then had an idea “I can make mechanical pencil that can write what ever a person thinks” said Bob. “But how will I make it” he asked himself.

After school Bob went to John house. Bob was telling John about the invention that Bob was thinking about. “But I don’t know how to make it” said Bob

“It does not matter, my dad can make it for you” offered John.

“Ok, then, I will let you make it for me” said Bob.

So John went to his dad and asked him “can we make Bob’s invention?”

“Ok” replied John’s dad.

The next day at school John was waiting at the front of the school gates for Bob. Once Bob got there John gave the pencil to Bob.

“This is an ordinary pencil” said Bob.

“No, it just looks like an ordinary pencil” said John

Just then a group of kid, big kid in fact. “Hey look it two little nerds and there nerd pencils” the big kid laugh. “Stop it I do not like it” Bob said. But at that point the big kids stared to push John and Bob. Then they took the mechanical pencil. “What is do we have here?” asked a bully. Then the bully started to write some stuff on the wall “John and Bob did this” the bully said as he wrote the words but before he wrote it the pencil wrote it.

“Oh no!”Yelled John.

“Yeh I know it will keep writing until the bully grabs it and stop it” pointed out Bob.

Then John ran away. “Were are you going?” asked Bob

John ignored him and kept running.

“Oh god” Bob said. Bob grabbed rocks and throw it at the pen. Then kicked it and then punched it. Bob had given up but then John ran in there and smashed it with a shovel and it broke

In the end Bob had wrote his story again and posted it on the internet.