Lost (August 15)
It was somewhere behind the ketchup bottles and mixer grinder, probably closer to the knife set, soup spoons and the special ‘guest’ tumblers. Though, she could’ve sworn she last saw it in her cupboard drawer, close to her wedding bangles and meagre life savings.
Truth is, her talents were decimated the day she married him.
Sight (August 16)
"The rain monster messed the roads last night. Oh Mr. Whistle Blower is irritated again. What’s that awful smell? Ewww, bad choice of perfume lady! Whoa! Nice spoiler. Urgh. Someone didn’t wash their feet this morning."
As the light turned green, Rex’s scattered attention simultaneously converged to the zebra crossing ahead and the wheelchair behind.
Labyrinth (August 20)
The incredibly enticing aroma continued to flirt with Larry. Like a poltergeist set on teasing him, it evaded him on every turn.
He stared into the new pathway. Surely this was it. Alas! Another dead-end. His anxiety turned into desperation.
Taking pity, the scientist lifted him by his tail and united him with the cheddar.
He stared into the new pathway. Surely this was it. Alas! Another dead-end. His anxiety turned into desperation.
Taking pity, the scientist lifted him by his tail and united him with the cheddar.
Take 2
The poisonous words coalesced and floated ahead. Their coarse exterior made them loaded and primed to damage. Twisting and turning, they swiftly approached their destination.
On doing so, they shattered into a million malicious particles and dispersed into every corridor and hallway they could find.
Who would've thought an insult could lead to brain cancer?
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