Sunday, September 7, 2008

today was CONCERT DAY!
and you won't believe what happened.

we sit down on the sits,
then the audience clap.
after that,
the conductor talk about the piece we playing.
then we play the piece.
then halfway when he conducting,
the mike dropped onto the floor with a
loud bang!!
all of us laughing like xiao liddat.

then after that he talk about another piece,
then the baton (a stick that he uses to conduct)
dropped.
then we laugh and laugh.

OMG.
going to post my mr.midnight story.
hee!


It was an absolutely normal day at school. I had my lessons, recess and played with my classmates. Everything was fine, if not perfect. Little did I know that an incident, which still haunts me today, would happen.

During lunch, my three friends, John, Mary, Sandra and I saw a small little boy, crying at the foot of the staircase. We went to him and asked him, “Why are you crying? Have you lost anything?”

He looked back at us with his tear- stained face and said, “I lost my soft toy.” He went on to describe how his soft toy looked.

To our surprise, he could speak in complete sentences, and had a good range of vocabulary. We sacrificed our lunch just to help him find his soft toy. Suddenly, he said, “I think I know where it is!” We followed him to a remote corner of the school.

“Gasp!” The little boy had actually turned into a full grown wizard, complete long robes and a tall hat. He said with a chuckle, “Well, well, what I need for my experiment are four young, impressionable children. And I seem to have them right here. But do not fear my friends, my little experiments only involves placing you into hot water or frying you.”

Then, we were forced to step into a portal. We were all trembling with fear. A cold shiver went down my spine and my throat was as dry as a desert. Right after I came out, I was knocked out by a strong smell emitting from a bottle that was held in his hands.

I then found myself in a filthy, dark and dirty dungeon. It did not help that there were mice and spiders all over the place either. I could do nothing with the four heavy chains over my four limbs.

Just at this moment, the wizard stepped in, and with an evil laugh, he pressed a button on the remote control he was using and the chains dropped off.

“You have the honour of being my first subject.” However, when he was setting up his experiment on me, he remembered another experiment. “Oh no! I have another experiment on rats! You there, you had better not move even a single finger, because if I find out, the consequences will be dire.”

The moment he stepped out of the room, I quickly devised an escape route. As there were no windows or trapdoors, I could only think of one classic escape plan: To run!

I ran out of the door, into the long corridor of the wizard’s castle. The door was only a few meters away from where I was standing.

When I was out of the castle, I saw a portal, the same one in which I had stepped out from. I ran into it, and a few seconds later, I was back in school.

It was already six o’clock in the evening. Suddenly, I thought of my friends in the dungeon. I felt guilty as I could not save them. But again, one escaping was better than none.

The next day, in school, during assembly, the principal Mrs. Tan went up to the stage and said solemnly, “Three of our pupils, John, Mary and Sandra from Primary 5, have been found dead in the school canteen. The police are still trying to find out the cause of death.”

Right after I heard that, I blacked out from shock.

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ok.
was that gd?
i do hope it was.
lolz.
and btw,
if you're so blur you haven't notice,
or is your first time on my blog,
I CHANGED MY SKIN.

i am well,
deeply passionate abt ballet.
and i hope this will help it.

=) WAY.


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