A Hot Day in a Life1

It was a hot day like most others. Myself and my mate Richie where running around outside my place haveing a grand old time, with our water guns and our dihydroxide bombs, in our togs and Mum was inside doing, oh I don’t know Mum-stuff. When i noticed Richie slip around the farside of the house, .oO(Brillant)Oo. I though, .oO(I can cut through the house, and catch him by surprise with a bomb from the sun deck.)Oo. So running with gleeful antipation I zipped in the front door, zapped up the stairs, and was zooming towards the deck when I heard a sharttering noise from in my wake. I spun around to see what could have made such a noise, and to my not so welcomed supprise, before me was the spreading shards that was, until the happtance of a force of nature, was my mother’s prized crystal statue of a dragon rearing with it’s wings spread and daring anyone that would disturb what was placed at it’s feet, you see it was a present from my dad when my older sister,