Description Practice - TFThe day started out as any day would have: waking up, getting a shower, and going to school. Its what happened after school that make that day the best one that I had ever had.Description Practice - TF5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Thanks again, bye I said as I shut the door to my grandparents van. They had always taken me home from school because I was too old to go to the after school program, and my parents worked. I walked up to the door, fished my key out of my pocket with much effort (try this with a binder and three books in your hands), and unlocked the deadbolt. I dropped all of my things on the floor and relocked the door.
My dog came running up to me with great speed. Hey, Sam! I said as I reached my hand down to rub her head. I walked to the den and let her out through the back door. After six hours, she was bound to have to empty her load. Samantha, or Sam, is a dark shade of brown that looks great on a golden retriever. She is five years old, and has the energy of a puppy.
I went back to re
Dog TFMy eyes fluttered open, the light burning my eyes. I was on a operation table. I saw that I was in a white room, all alone. My vision was beginning to correct itself, then I realized that I was being stared at by four or five tall men in pure white costumes. I tried to get up, but my arms and legs were strapped down.Dog TF7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Where am I? I asked, nervously.
They all looked at me, behind black visors. I couldnt see their eyes.
Where am I? I asked again, more anger showing in my voice.
They pulled out a syringe. My eyes grew wide. What is that?! I yelled. They said nothing to me. One of them leaned over, seemingly to whisper something to the other. Most of it was inaudible. I did make out the words, Change and Dog.
Sweat poured down my forehead. What are you going to do to me