100WC #8

"Dancing? Swimming?" My mom asked my twin brother, Michael. We were trying to get him interested in something other than his phone and slurpees from the gas station. 

"Michael is a terrible dancer mom! Plus, Michael is likely to drown in a kiddy pool." I laugh and Michael nodds. 

"C'mon Ava help me!" Mom pleaded, lightly giggling. 

"Oh! How about guitar!" I exclaim.

"That actually does sound really cool..." Michael replys. Thats the beginning of the story about how my brother became the green haired guitar player in a talented band. He still cant get off his phone though... 

100WC #7

The clock read 6:00am, I had to be at school soon and I haven't finished my homework!

"I wish the world would end so I didn't have to do this stupid project!" I exclaim.

A great rumble erupts from beneath me but I shrug it off. Finishing my assignment on two sloppy sentences, I slump to the living room. Suddenly, the house shook violently, the door opened and there it was...The sidewalk was crumbled, car alarms were sounding, and meteoroids were crashing everywhere. Thousands of thoughts run through my head, but then I remember something.  Always be careful with what you wish for.

100WC #6

I skipped into my mom’s washroom, and I saw something I've never seen before. It was a black compact sitting beside the sink, thats weird... Mom never leaves her things around the house. Picking up the small container, I open it and a marvellous amount of colours appear. Touching the colours, they make a mark on my fingertips. Dragging my finger across my face, the pretty colours are on my cheeks! I add more colours on my face, and I go to dad! He laughs, and tells me to go show mommy. She was shocked to see my face covered in loads of makeup...

100WC #5

February 22, 3100.

Today's school field trip is so exhausting. Passing through the somewhat beautiful paintings, one really caught my eye. It was pretty outrageous, firemen were flying around with wings, a lady passed her baby to the fireman while flames engulfed her home. Questions fill my head, was this what it was like in the year 2000? I thought back then they had to drive their own cars, so how did firemen fly? I go and ask my tour guide the same questions.

"The painting is whatever you think it is!" He exclaimed. I guess no one really knows what it was like back then, or this could be a huge miscommunication.