The Thing
In a shopping mall emerged a tiny thing with one leg and two heads. A fat blue cop had gone to capture it with a shiny strong metal cage. He saw it; it looked as cute as a baby pink bunny. He stared.
It had 1 normal sized head with two bright red eyes like bright red rubies and 1 awfully small head with 223 tiny eyes formed together on its forehead. It looked like its head had 1 massive eye on it.
It had one furry bouncing leg with razor sharp claws out of all its 56 toes. The one leg sticks out of its stomach like a sore thumb. The leg makes it hop like a grown up frog even if it doesn’t want to. The thing leaped up and down as if it thought it was a tree frog.
“Amazing” one of the civilians exclaimed. “It has black fur with gold lightning bolt strikes on its stomach as if it was from the clouds. “The lightning bolt strikes were from where it came from.” A local scientist who had been studying it for a long time announced. Suddenly it pounced at the cop and hit over a near mustard coloured coconut stand, which hit over a small kid. Standing there beaming at the cop right next to the rolling coconuts. He bounced once again at the cop. When the thing was in mid air the cop pulled out a black rifle and blew off its small 223 eyed head and it died a long slow painful death. After that the civilians called it Fortis, Mal, Hecta, Micros, (The tiny yet strong, bad, hundred eyed thing) for short The Micros.
The End
By Ryan
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