Slowly, I raised the bottle to my lips and took a sip sparingly. Wearily. I crawled dejectedly across the arid, desiccated wasteland. My heart was rapidly thumping inside me like a drum. The sweat trickling off my forehead was like a stream. My legs felt like they were about to flop onto the desolate ground. I was about to give up until I saw it. My eyes darted from one side to the other like a meteor. “The Treasure!” I sighed. Desperately, I reached down and it was heavier than I expected. I could see the shadow of a man with a cowboy hat. “You led me right to it!”…
A week ago, my dad and I went fishing. We caught a lot of fish that day. We also found a few pearl mussels. We brought them home and my mother cooked them. We had a lovely dinner. The next day we went for salmon. Sadly, we didn’t get any. While fishing, I saw a shining gold rock in the water. I went over to it and picked it up, it was heavier than I expected. I showed my dad and he said we should check it out at the jewelers. The rock was actually gold. It was worth over 2 million euro. The next day we got our money and bought a huge mansion. I was so happy.
I was about to head out to the rich man’s house when I heard someone walk into my base. It was my friend trying to scare me. I turned around and my first instinct was to shoot him so I did. He started groaning and then collapsed. I checked his pulse but couldn’t feel it. I started to try to lift him up but he was too heavy. I decided to put him in a wheelbarrow but it was heavier than I expected. When I managed to get him out of my base I heard someone shout, “Put your hands up!”.
Once upon a time, about 600 BC…
John was 12 and he had a great idea to steal from the wonderful king. John was poor and he has a home but it is very old. his family left him. Every day he would search in the sand and look for any old rotting bread. It was a scorching hot day and every one was gone to the king’s castle. John was in the king’s room trying to lift a golden pillow but it was heavier than I expected. John is now gone and the date is 648 Bc. John is 60 and he is in slavery.
Walking down the road, I felt content but a bit apprehensive about everything I did and everywhere I went. It was April Fools Day. Every year my family go a bit too far. We always try to out do each other but this year was different. We hadn’t played a trick on anyone yet and I was a bit scared that I would be the first victim. Just then, I saw a bag and ran over to it. I looked inside it and there was money there. I then tried to lift it but it was heavier than I expected. ” What would I do?” I asked myself.
So you are probably wondering how it got to this point. Well, it all started when I was at home watching tv and I saw this guy robbing a bank . He made it seem so easy. So what do you know ? I tried robbing a bank. It was all going so well until I got to the vault. There were guards with guns outside. I took them out just like I planned. I got in and grabbed money but it was heavier then I expected….
Bang/Pew! I was shot… Well, I am going throw that plan away….
‘Dring, dring, dring!’ My alarm started to ring. It was the day to find out who was the strongest man in town. I had been lifting 120 pounds standing up and 300 pounds lying down, so this should’ve been easy. Eventually I got to the place and there were about 15 other opponents. I was first up so I walked over. I got the 25 kg in my right hand and I started to lift. It was heavier than I expected and next thing I started to hyperventilate so I couldn’t do it.
They were coming today. We were sick of this place . They never should have captured us, it was unfair. We had a weak link: ME. My eyes darted around the place. Everyone was looking at us .The group of 6. We were a perfect team. Other than Me. We suddenly heard a bang and knew they had come, the rest of our family. They teleported us up but to our surprise it wasn’t them. It was a different alien race altogether. They gave me a gun, it was heavier than I expected. They pointed at my team and said “SHOOT…”
TO BE CONTINUED…
It was Halloween night. I had visited every house in the town except one. I sauntered up to the dark,reclusive house. I came to the door and without hesitation opened it. I walked into a damp, dreary hallway. I could hear the spiders scuttling across the floor boards. With curiosity getting the better of me, I made my way up the steep, old stairs. The floor boards were creaking, the bats flitting through the foul air. Then I came to the door. I opened it so quickly I almost took off the door handle. The golden chest gleamed in front of me. I tried to lift it,it was heavier than I expected. Then the light flickered and he crept slowly towards me.