This Story Has a Title

Every story should have a title.An eminent one at that. If a story doesn't have a title there will be no start and if there is no start there is no story. But this story does have a title so there for there is a story, and here it is...

5Likes
9Comments
763Views

1. One

Every story needs a title. An eminent one at that. If a story doesn't have a title there will be no start and if there is no start there is no story. But this story does have a title and a start so there is a story, and here it is...

It all started on a normal day at my ghastly school St Louis's. It was a horrible day, grey and cloudy and yukky,a day when you feel like moaning in frustration,a day when you feel like lying in bed for forever,a day when you could watch the weather outside and get bored to death  it was so boring,a day when... well lets just say it was the most boring and disgusting day ever. I was walking along the same boring road,looking at the boring houses and the same boring people walking along the (boring) road when I heard a sugar sweet voice call my name. "Lucy!" the voice said. This was the voice of the witch of St Luis's (to me anyway to everybody else she was a princess) all suger and spice but underneath there was stone and ice. The only person that actually knew what she was really like is me. "Lucy" the voice said again mockingly "turn round and show me some of that none existent courage". Well i wasn't going to fall for that nonsence. I did have courage just i wasn't going to be tricked into turning around so that i would probly get a face ful of ice from her and her minions. I heard those clippy cloppy high heeled footsteps coming nearer and nearer. I felt a tap, a poke, a pinche and I finally turned round to face my enemy.

 

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...