Wednesday 9 March 2016

100 Word Challenge #10

People stop and stare at me. Sometimes if I'm lucky they will take my picture. Children always have an urge to climb on me, a cold stiff statue. Stuck in one spot, wishing I could stretch my legs and run like the children who play around me. I dream of having a voice to talk to my friends. I get tired of staring right ahead, and my arm gets weak as it is always in the air. When a bird stops on my shoulder, I wish I could reach out and touch it, but I am just a statue.

Wednesday 2 March 2016

100 Word Challenge Week #9 by Batman

Superdog
I always knew something was different about my dog. I first noticed her bizarre behaviour when she was a small puppy. She could fly. One day my dog and I went to the park to fly our kite. Suddenly, a great windstorm surrounded us blowing our red and yellow stripped kite up a large oak tree. Not knowing what to do, my dog flew through the air grasping the kite between her teeth, and bringing it down to the ground, laying it at my feet. To most people she may look like an ordinary dog, but to me she is my Superdog.