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but purple, c'mon. that waz da crzist ting tat haz eva hppnd 2 me........not part of the sentece game, hi zandy!
I knew it. I never should have trusted that old creep, but I was so shocked by the events of the previous day, that I could hardly think straight!
First of all, when I woke up my dog was not there. Joey ALWAYS slept at the bottom of my bed until at least noon, but he was missing.
Plus, Johnny (the quarterback) suddenly came up to me, and started talking to me like we'd been friends forever.
He was the one who made fun of my hair in the second grade and earned me the nickname...'Beddy' for bed-head!
Everyone misinterpeted this as "Betty" and I got called "Girl" for the rest of my high school years.
I was so puzzeled, I turned around to my locker, only to find it was covered with "lov ya!" notes from potential friends
This was not happening. Could I really have told Johnny and everyone else in the school that I was looking for love and friendship- when I wasn't and was perfectly happy?
"Your new girlfriend. Duh," She replied, like it was totally obvious, "I thought we just agreed on that!"
Strangly for the rest of the day everyone was nice to me, teachers gave me candy, students acted like I were their bestest bud ever, and the janitor even gave me his "special" mop (which happened to be very slimey and not very special).
I refused the last one though, telling the janitor that I had too much homework to carry it home with me - thankfully, he agreed.
Out of nowhere this old lady suddenly appeared waving a decaptitated head, and a rainbow feather duster.
"AHH!!!" I screamed. "WHAT IS WITH THE HAND!!!" I backed away slowly. Who was this strange and scary person?
Then I realized that I might be hallucinating, so I went and banged my head against the wall like, twenty times, before looking back to see if she was still there.
unfortunatly she was, and she was coming closer, mumbling in some unknown language while shaking the head "uhoj nkolg ujkig hfsruhv".
unfortunatly, i had grabbed a rubber chicken chew toy, "who...who are you? what are you doing her?" i cried as the lady came closer.
"I'm ssorry, i..i dont understand you" I stammered edging backwards as she came closer and closer with the head and duster.
She began waving the duster violently, and talking even louder, to the point that my ears were actually starting to ache and ring.






I will do the first sentence.