The Meteor That Killed Jerry and I.
by N. R. Borg | Score: 5150
The dust cleared and I looked around and everyone on the battle field was frozen, their faces contorted in fierce rage, soldiers dead on the ground. I look to my right and I see someone else is unfrozen like me. He was the noisy handyman from last night. Jerry. I was trying to sleep and he kept barging in to tell me of a new problem with my house. One was that a fork was stuck in a pipe.
I realized with a sorrowful feeling that now that everyone was frozen, I wasn't going to be able to fulfill my contract. It was to talk to the traffic warden on Main Street, and tell him that the Avengers were now in jail. What did the man say his name was? oh right. T'Challa of Wakanda. I reached in my pocket to see if my phone was still working and I grasped something that let out a little liquid. yanking my hand out, I shook it, only to realize it was soy sauce. Huh. How did that get there? Suddenly, I heard a crash and saw something falling from the sky. Ha. Just my luck. A meteor. I rushed to my right, grabbed the handyman Jerry's hand, and ran for the bomb shelter. Once inside we ran and hid under the piano, because that was the only thing big enough to fit us both. Before the meteor crashed to earth I saw my mother, smiling, and waving her hand, becoming me to follow her